<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592</id><updated>2012-02-04T10:05:35.644+08:00</updated><category term='Zoo'/><category term='Singapore'/><category term='church'/><category term='places'/><category term='vids'/><category term='Hobart'/><category term='rants'/><category term='papercraft'/><category term='H'/><category term='quotes (and such)'/><category term='photos'/><category term='driving'/><category term='randoms'/><category term='work'/><category term='yummy-licious'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>joiesh</title><subtitle type='html'>Intercontinental living of a rabbid wannabe.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>406</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-6817075506703373096</id><published>2010-04-27T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:08:23.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I change my blog layout when I'm bored. Can you tell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-6817075506703373096?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/6817075506703373096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=6817075506703373096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6817075506703373096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6817075506703373096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes-i-change-my-blog-layout-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-7864883047569752562</id><published>2010-01-23T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:43:04.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><title type='text'>Abit early, no?</title><content type='html'>After spying the ad in Straits Times recruit looking for Urban Decay makeup artists this morning, I went online to look-see and yes! Urban Decay is coming to Sephora Singapore come 4th Feb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I might as well put up my wishlist now lest I forget it by December. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist for the year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple tablet (praying super hard for this one, price definitely a deciding factor though)&lt;br /&gt;Urban Decay products - UDPP&lt;br /&gt;D &amp;amp; G L'Imperatrice perfume!&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots and lots of yummy food before flying off! Flu please go away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7864883047569752562?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7864883047569752562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7864883047569752562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7864883047569752562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7864883047569752562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-spying-ad-in-straits-times.html' title='Abit early, no?'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-145623769688636654</id><published>2010-01-23T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:17:01.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy-licious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I've swapped back to taking Clarinase instead of Decolgen because the latter makes my nose drip every few hours and makes my head fuzzy. Spent the better part of yesterday afternoon conked out on the living room sofa (but later relocated to Mum's room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate being sick. Being sick means bland soupy foods all the time, a nose that drips like a water tap in need of fixing, constantly blocked ears from blowing my nose so often, feeling all wobbly from drowsy medication.. etc etc.. Especially annoying when I'm particularly sensitive to drowsy medication. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was feeling heaps better today and went out with my cousin jie for some catching up and shopping for her CNY clothes. Went to Illuma for lunch at Bounce after hearing good reviews from my cousin Xiang Jing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the menu, despite the place looking seemingly big with all the various foodie outlets linked together, was quite lacking. I chose the 'Old-Time Favourite', which is basically your usual spaghetti bolognese with minced beef, and jie went for the linguini alfredo.&amp;nbsp;The whole place was super quiet with us being the only two patrons there, and it actually felt rather awkward with the staff continually staring and (maybe) even listening to our conversation. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, our mains didn't take long to arrive. What I do quite like is that they cover the food while they're bringing it to you such that the heat is retained and you get a piping hot plate of food, versus one that has been exposed to the cold air conditioning while on its way to your table. :) However, I'll have to say that since I was having quite a high expectation of the place, I wasn't very impressed by the meal. It was nice, but not fantastically good. My bolognese was quite dry, not enough sauce, and there wasn't enough cheese. I love cheese, and having so little with my pasta just doesn't make it taste the same. Jie's linguini alfredo was better though - the king river prawns were cooked just right, and the sauce was creamy enough without being jelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I go back though? Maybe not. At least not if I'm on my own. It's a cool place to hang and chat but the menu is really limited and the food is only so-so, in my opinion. Or maybe I wasn't having one of their signature dishes, which weren't highlighted in the menu, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say Cheeze with the boy later on in 313@Somerset was much better. I really like their Strawberry Cheesecake milkshake and Cheezey fries! :) The fries look like those at KFC at first but waaaay better lah. Too bad I'm sick or I would probably have finished the lot and left none for my poor boy. :P According to him, his tokyo lover (?) or burger (?) was great too. I didn't quite like the fatty bits from the chicken teriyaki chunks though, but the overall taste was not bad. I was also pleasantly surprised to see that their organic teas are from TWG. Been dying to go there since I first saw it at Ion Orchard. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Talking about food makes me crave for durians. :( Want to get well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-145623769688636654?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/145623769688636654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=145623769688636654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/145623769688636654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/145623769688636654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2010/01/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-2405417115214767167</id><published>2009-10-28T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:12:11.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy-licious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Psychotic break</title><content type='html'>The exams are finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling somewhat sleep-deprived even though I tried to get myself into bed early last night to get my body clock back into normal human time. Those late nights are going to be my downfall for the next few 9am papers. Fingers crossed that the psych paper will go all right. Abit worried as it's been awhile since my last MCQ only exam ('O' levels, maybe?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rain! You'd think that after 3 days of glorious sunshine, the weather would be nice and give me my vitamin D while I lug myself down the hill to 346 Arts. Unfortunately, life is rarely ever that kind. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get this all over and done with. I was ready for home a &lt;i&gt;month&lt;/i&gt; ago. Woke up craving for mushroom cheese prata with a big hot cup of teh tarik. Meh. I've got so many food cravings lately I'm practically a pregnant woman lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of recent happenings before I end off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SueZZ8o_PUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/DTcnXH3SIdg/s1600-h/DSC05419.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SueZZ8o_PUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/DTcnXH3SIdg/s320/DSC05419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Celebration dinner with my girlies! Yay for Judy finally getting her PR~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dinner was at the Greek taverna, Mezethes. Steak with mushroom sauce and greek roasted potatoes for me, the seafood platter for Patricia, and chicken with cream sauce and greek roasted potatoes for Judy. Damn nice! The steak had this melt-in-your-mouth texture, and the taste is somewhat different from the usual steaks. It was as though it had been thoroughly marinated in this savoury (with a hint of sweet) sauce before being chucked on the grill. Just thinking about it makes me drool. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Time to go change and "roll" down the hill! Wish me luck!&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/6139592-2405417115214767167?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2405417115214767167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2405417115214767167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2405417115214767167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2405417115214767167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/10/psychotic-break.html' title='Psychotic break'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SueZZ8o_PUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/DTcnXH3SIdg/s72-c/DSC05419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-7370822781846910032</id><published>2009-10-14T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T07:24:23.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Just a little bit longer</title><content type='html'>Finally, &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; handed in my research report and I'm heaving a huge sigh of relief right now. I know it's been quite awhile since the last post, but school commitments were piling up like trash in dumping grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I'm particularly motivated lately, and I can feel that it's affecting my work and my determination to complete my last few assignments. My mind is drawing a blank even as I'm typing this right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more I feel oddly detached from everything around me, and everyone. I can feel people literally pulling away, and associating with them brings up a sense of awkwardness. But then again, I've always been "sensitive", right? So it's not that people are doing anything different in particulary, but that &lt;b&gt;I am thinking too much&lt;/b&gt;. Sometimes it's not always me and my imaginary sensitive self ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right wrist/hand is aching more than usual in the past few days too. I'm actually quite worried that it will affect me when it's time for exams. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7370822781846910032?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7370822781846910032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7370822781846910032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7370822781846910032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7370822781846910032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-little-bit-longer.html' title='Just a little bit longer'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-2790995812006779635</id><published>2009-09-28T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:48:20.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Phew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SsDLldOomiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/iSzN1sP9L9Y/s1600-h/Picture+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SsDLldOomiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/iSzN1sP9L9Y/s400/Picture+1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6139592-2790995812006779635?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2790995812006779635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2790995812006779635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2790995812006779635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2790995812006779635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/09/phew.html' title='Phew?'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SsDLldOomiI/AAAAAAAAAc0/iSzN1sP9L9Y/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1690869031895568458</id><published>2009-08-29T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:36:43.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy-licious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Christmas came early.</title><content type='html'>Amidst the wind and rain and fog and a 30 minute delayed flight, Daddy's in Tassieland at last! And he came bearing gifts too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Spjmy4oPdbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/re8MEXH8fHk/s1600-h/DSC04905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Spjmy4oPdbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/re8MEXH8fHk/s320/DSC04905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before opening up everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Spjm61HQUkI/AAAAAAAAAco/SmRWZJkoza8/s1600-h/DSC04907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Spjm61HQUkI/AAAAAAAAAco/SmRWZJkoza8/s320/DSC04907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ta-da! Thanks Mummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't quite know what tidbits I wanted from home, so I just told her to 随便选. God knows she bought so much! But it makes me one happy person to see all these~ I shall try to keep them for my major assignment/exam stash. Heh. And if you look closely enough, maybe you can spot a little something the boy got for me. Can you guess which one it is? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1690869031895568458?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1690869031895568458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1690869031895568458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1690869031895568458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1690869031895568458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/08/christmas-came-early.html' title='Christmas came early.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Spjmy4oPdbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/re8MEXH8fHk/s72-c/DSC04905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-2714561290019993357</id><published>2009-08-29T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:23:45.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy-licious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Up up and away~</title><content type='html'>As you may know from my post yesterday, I went to watch 3D Up with Patricia and Tammy last night. =) I quite enjoyed it, actually, especially the short film called 'Partly Cloudy' that screened before the movie started. Watching a show in 3D is somewhat different to the usual movies, because it just gets you so immersed into the movie and you get caught up in their story without knowing it. And it was so coincidental that the our 3D glasses looked nearly the same as Carl's. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ranting, photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjR5mTy41I/AAAAAAAAAbo/mFi3T3iCxlg/s1600-h/DSC04874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjR5mTy41I/AAAAAAAAAbo/mFi3T3iCxlg/s320/DSC04874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSAsFc3WI/AAAAAAAAAbw/lLf1eNyOgsw/s1600-h/DSC04877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSAsFc3WI/AAAAAAAAAbw/lLf1eNyOgsw/s320/DSC04877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We end off the movie by camwhoring with the huge poster(?) outside the theater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSFPSl6cI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Za98k55IZXQ/s1600-h/DSC04878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSFPSl6cI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Za98k55IZXQ/s320/DSC04878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSKxOQnPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DHc5er4PNMg/s1600-h/DSC04879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSKxOQnPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DHc5er4PNMg/s320/DSC04879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without the glasses..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSPKVHxDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/aI0lu5xBvIc/s1600-h/DSC04883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSPKVHxDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/aI0lu5xBvIc/s320/DSC04883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our glasses by RealD. Unfortunately we can't keep those. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSQ_T25CI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Bi5wt64nXTo/s1600-h/DSC04889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSQ_T25CI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Bi5wt64nXTo/s320/DSC04889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In full view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSWOqQj0I/AAAAAAAAAcY/81i1L5sBKFk/s1600-h/DSC04892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjSWOqQj0I/AAAAAAAAAcY/81i1L5sBKFk/s320/DSC04892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner afterwards at Choga! Look at all that food lah. We're such pigs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually managed to finish my rice too! Amazing eh? It's great to have spicy food after freezing outside in the cold though. Steaming hot food. Yums. The restaurant lady was nice enough to let us in at 8:57 as they close at 9 and still wait for us to finish our meal, which was nearly 10 by then. Lucky eh? Neither of us had cash on hand either (still owed Patricia $16 for the tix at the time too) so we went grocery shopping to avoid walking all the way to the atm. Lol~ Damn funny lah. Buy $10 worth of stuff to draw out $50. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to do something with my girls again! Hopefully Judy will come along next time~ Just not the same without her lahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-2714561290019993357?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2714561290019993357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2714561290019993357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2714561290019993357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2714561290019993357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/08/up-up-and-away.html' title='Up up and away~'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SpjR5mTy41I/AAAAAAAAAbo/mFi3T3iCxlg/s72-c/DSC04874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-485430786009364236</id><published>2009-08-28T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:29:27.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Friday blues</title><content type='html'>Currently waiting in school for a meeting with Erik at 11:30, and updating my lappy software while I'm here. Not really looking forward to it, actually. Erik kind of intimidates me, and I hope that I don't make an absolute fool of myself, which I nearly always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that will be the lizard handling and temp taking which will continue through the whole of the mid-sem break next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr. 3D Up with my girl Patricia tonight! And I'm looking forward to it after hearing the feedback from Tamari and Ejay yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of yesterday night, being able to meet Hossan Leong in person was just fantastic, and he's every bit the quick-witted, charming, hilariously funny person that you see on tele. The show was good, quirky, the company wonderful, and the food was damn nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos are up on fb, and I'll put a link up later this afternoon or tonight, because I have to rush off in a few moments and the internet is being the proverbial pain in the butt when it comes to loading pages today. Bleah. Meaning it'll take even longer if I want to upload any photo here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to pop off now. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-485430786009364236?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/485430786009364236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=485430786009364236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/485430786009364236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/485430786009364236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-blues.html' title='Friday blues'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-863111542909421794</id><published>2009-08-20T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:31:02.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Soz6yeZ9hNI/AAAAAAAAAbY/dElvbVuA6w8/s1600-h/top_us.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Soz7kkTPKnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_hquOAubYLc/s1600-h/apple-sept-9th-event.jpeg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Soz7kkTPKnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_hquOAubYLc/s320/apple-sept-9th-event.jpeg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;September 9th it is. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-863111542909421794?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/863111542909421794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=863111542909421794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/863111542909421794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/863111542909421794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/08/september-9th-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Soz7kkTPKnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_hquOAubYLc/s72-c/apple-sept-9th-event.jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-3759247241679977492</id><published>2009-08-17T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:31:30.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Multicultural Night.</title><content type='html'>The recent weekend was a blast! Met up with my girlies to attend Multicultural Night together, and gorged ourselves on expensive food that is usually cheap in Singapore. Like paying $1 for goreng pisang the size of my thumb and $4 mango lassi etc etc etc.. But good fun and great company lah. So who's complaining?&lt;br /&gt;We were so greedy we didn't even take photos of the food. Lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolZc3aQI3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/KPULelLac_Q/s1600-h/DSC04730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolZc3aQI3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/KPULelLac_Q/s320/DSC04730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all those people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolX0H2podI/AAAAAAAAAa4/WtsdY9VlsWk/s1600-h/DSC04649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolX0H2podI/AAAAAAAAAa4/WtsdY9VlsWk/s320/DSC04649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Ken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolYDnXs1BI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7afXR7FSxSk/s1600-h/DSC04650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolYDnXs1BI/AAAAAAAAAbA/7afXR7FSxSk/s320/DSC04650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My two darlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolYFs2zi_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/SnZ17DvYUWw/s1600-h/DSC04651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolYFs2zi_I/AAAAAAAAAbI/SnZ17DvYUWw/s320/DSC04651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any pretty photos from the night as my camera doesn't feel so well in dim lighting (anyone want to sponsor me a new camera? :P) but the performances were pretty entertaining. I particularly liked the indian dancer and the bollywood dancers, except that the latter didn't really bother cutting the music right and it always seemed quite abrupt. Patricia and Judy quite liked the break dancers but I have a soft spot in my heart for Last 4 One ever since I saw them in SG so they couldn't quite compare :P Heee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we won second prize in the lucky draw too. A night's stay at the Mayfair Plaza for two people. Not quite the best prize, considering our aversion to the place, but &lt;b&gt;we won something&lt;/b&gt; leh. Will probably use it for Pat's birthday and trash the place and not have to worry about cleaning it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to more outings with my girlies. Next up is hopefully a girl's trip somewhere. Thinking of pooling some moolah together and maybe celebrate Patricia's 22nd~ Or maybe hers and mine? We haven't decided yet. Don't really think anyone will do anything for me this year so at least there are my two gals to lunch with that weekend if nothing happens. =] They were the only ones who celebrated for me last year too. I love them to bits! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Patricia doesn't come up with something weird like camping in the bush or something for her birthday this year. We did random things last year, like ice-skating and window shopping, and what else ah? Oh yes! Clari's concert and sparkers and cake in the Commerce car park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have to start brainstorming soon. Till the next update then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3759247241679977492?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3759247241679977492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3759247241679977492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3759247241679977492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3759247241679977492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/08/multicultural-night.html' title='Multicultural Night.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SolZc3aQI3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/KPULelLac_Q/s72-c/DSC04730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1106867391896541270</id><published>2009-08-10T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:37:05.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>The 2010 re-application for accommodation is already out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't decide where to stay. Everyone is leaving, except Joshua and I. If I choose to stay in the apartments again, I have no way of knowing who will be my housemates for next year. The freedom and flexibility of apartment life is good, but if I have crappy housemates that will really ruin everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An alternative option is to move into college. But it's going to be back to that one room with communal &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. And noisy raucous people, and having to carry all my barang barang to the toilet every morning and for bathtime. Not to mention being cooped up in that small space all the time. :( But it beats having to argue with people over cleaning and tidying and living habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or move out. And get a car. Pay electricity and rent every week. Maybe furnish the place. Grocery and distance problems (still need that car). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to choose? I still can't decide. The applications close 28 August, and I know I don't have much time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1106867391896541270?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1106867391896541270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1106867391896541270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1106867391896541270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1106867391896541270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/08/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8648622043622524932</id><published>2009-08-06T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:49:02.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Week 4..</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to regret having that lunch meal in Pepperz earlier today instead of the meat pastie. My stomach is churning so so so bad and I feel reaaaaally ill. Not quite the best feeling when I had to sit though a 3-4 hour practical like that. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if it was the tea or the lunch though. Ugh. Maybe both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bordering in the end of week 4 now, so we're a third of the way through semester two. I'm just feeling confused and somewhat lost, as though I have no sense of direction this time around. This is nearly the end (I know it's not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; near lah) and I don't want to spend anymore of my parents' money than I already have. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope and pray that the next few weeks will be kind and not be mind-bogglingly terrible and at least let me have 5 hours of sleep. Or even let me get to sleep to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. The stomach is protesting. I'm going to get some warm tea, and hopefully it'll be good and settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! I've found Wayne Kelly at last after camping outside his door for 30 minutes! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8648622043622524932?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8648622043622524932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8648622043622524932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8648622043622524932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8648622043622524932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-4.html' title='Week 4..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1351853872660069601</id><published>2009-08-03T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:55:17.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Hoe hoe hoe</title><content type='html'>Waiting for Tammy to finish her meeting with Ashley at one so we can pop down to town and get some things ordered for our friends' graduation (cue balloons and party poppers! No, I'm kidding.) this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I happened to chance upon Skinfood's webbie while compiling stuff I want from home, and guess what? The salmon range has finally stumbled its way to Singapore stores~ Prior to this I had only been able to get them while on my recent trip to KL, such as the Salmon Dark Circle Concealer Cream in #2 and the face and eye masks from that range. Oh yah, and they're available in Hong Kong too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're quite overpriced though. The concealer is retailing in Singapore for SGD$32 (O_O!) whereas I only got it from KL at about RM46.90. Either way, a small pot like that lasts for ages lah, so worth considering. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do check out Fancl's current 9th year promotion from 24th July to 20th August. Will probably ask H or Mummy to pick up some things from there for me. Plus food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to start planning the supposed 'road trip' for when Daddy gets here in 4 weeks, but hoping to take a look around further up north of Tassie. Any ideas as to where we could go? We've already been to the around the Tasman Peninsula, and parts of the East Coast. Is going up to Launnie a good idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I will try to put up photos from the HK trip, and then hopefully be able to blog about more recent happenings such as my uber cool practical class where we handled ice cores from Antarctica! That and Joshua's recent hoe hunting experience. Failing that, I might just jump straight to those (excited lah) and skip the trip until I have time to sort out the photos into days/places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. All words and no photos look so boring so here's a recent photo of Joshua on his hoe shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SnZDMOqBNMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TDUXiPJ3BWg/s1600-h/IMG_0884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SnZDMOqBNMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TDUXiPJ3BWg/s320/IMG_0884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua going bonkers from all the excitement from finally finding his cheap "other half".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, maybe it's because we've not been to Eastlands in so long, but it actually felt like we left Hobart. Well, technically we did, because we were in Rosny Park, but it's the &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt;, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will possibly try to update more during the rest of the semester (although I do tweet quite often), but don't keep your hopes up as I will be mad mad mad mad busy! The research project is coming up soon, and we've got to start taking our little lizards out of hibernation this wed and start the pilot study by the weekend. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1351853872660069601?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1351853872660069601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1351853872660069601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1351853872660069601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1351853872660069601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hoe-hoe-hoe.html' title='Hoe hoe hoe'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SnZDMOqBNMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TDUXiPJ3BWg/s72-c/IMG_0884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1261892245897346225</id><published>2009-07-27T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:25:54.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you've read the previous post, you must be left wondering what happened to my iPhone in the end. At present, it is so dead that I could use it as a brick and not worry if it's still working because well, it's NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the nice people at Apple (actually a reseller but Apple all the same, I hope) will be able to fix it for me tomorrow as all I need is an internet connection to get the bliddy thing verified (read: stupid school internet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With any luck, I'll be tweeting from my phone again tomorrow. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit*&lt;br /&gt;It lives! And all the guy at the Apple store did was &lt;b&gt;plug it in&lt;/b&gt;! Exasperated lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1261892245897346225?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1261892245897346225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1261892245897346225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1261892245897346225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1261892245897346225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-youve-read-previous-post-you-must-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-6968947110448640959</id><published>2009-07-27T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:27:38.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>S.H.I.T.</title><content type='html'>Been having a lag problem ever since I installed the new iPhone OS 3.0 so I thought I might as well try restoring the original settings and see it it helps. Fingers crossed. =X It's nearly done now, so we'll see if it sputters to life and dies. Hopefully my school internet will be nice nice nice nice nice nice nice nice. I shall sayang it today and not watch so many youtube videos. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, sitting in the Learning Hub waiting for my 5:10 Psychology class later. First prac, and I must say I'm not really looking forward to it, only because by some horrid stroke of luck (bad bad bad luck) I am stuck with this class as the other slots I wanted are full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: The restore was UNSUCCESSFUL! STUPID SCHOOL INTERNET! I've been blocked from getting access to my own iPhone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to run back up now to cry for help. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me if I don't have a backup phone at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-6968947110448640959?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/6968947110448640959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=6968947110448640959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6968947110448640959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6968947110448640959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/07/shit.html' title='S.H.I.T.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-4616435598205516532</id><published>2009-07-25T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:51:32.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy-licious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Our engagement, HK with Mummy, and then some.</title><content type='html'>With much prompting from more than one person, I have finally gotten off my lazy arse and put up photos from our engagement. It was actually on facebook as a 'pending' album since that night, and I've only approved it today. You can view them &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=87846&amp;amp;id=572603401&amp;amp;l=2c421e3e6a"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't make any promises about the HK trip for now as there are just too many photos (more than 760 from my camera alone!) to sort through, and the crappy school internet won't allow for direct uploading via iPhoto. So blame them if you must blame someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highlights from the trip though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrqxUIgEsI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ueCy5bvxvms/s1600-h/DSC03786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrqxUIgEsI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ueCy5bvxvms/s320/DSC03786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mummy and I on the plane. Awaiting take-off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Smrq2Oy3rcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/-VJwzgswIgQ/s1600-h/DSC03807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Smrq2Oy3rcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/-VJwzgswIgQ/s320/DSC03807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the airport express to Hong Kong station. I think this was the best out of all the public transportation we took, save for the Disneyland train!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Smrq7CT4-RI/AAAAAAAAAYM/j0MmqHWi0hI/s1600-h/DSC03919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Smrq7CT4-RI/AAAAAAAAAYM/j0MmqHWi0hI/s320/DSC03919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some Prada launch at Times Square that we stumbled upon leaving our hotel to explore after checking in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrrDQmJi-I/AAAAAAAAAYU/3xxGeM8KCww/s1600-h/DSC03946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrrDQmJi-I/AAAAAAAAAYU/3xxGeM8KCww/s320/DSC03946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On to the good stuff. Food! Our first meal in Hong Kong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Smrr1w_rqEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/AGNayE8sakI/s1600-h/DSC03972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Smrr1w_rqEI/AAAAAAAAAYc/AGNayE8sakI/s320/DSC03972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What was to be a common sight over the next few days. The nearby MTR station - Causeway Bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrsI3PIQKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/GvdkwILv6sQ/s1600-h/DSC03987.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrsI3PIQKI/AAAAAAAAAYk/GvdkwILv6sQ/s320/DSC03987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating yummy desserts at 許留山 (Hui Lau Shan). They were everywhere we went! There must have been at least two or three outlets in Causeway Bay alone. Maybe more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrsX5dwCcI/AAAAAAAAAYs/wjvvZQPWI4Q/s1600-h/DSC04007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrsX5dwCcI/AAAAAAAAAYs/wjvvZQPWI4Q/s320/DSC04007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What must be some of the tastiest egg tarts I've ever had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrvGI9Y9wI/AAAAAAAAAY0/S4sduZPnMLE/s1600-h/DSC04069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrvGI9Y9wI/AAAAAAAAAY0/S4sduZPnMLE/s320/DSC04069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite-est train! Off to Disneyland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrvI1SmbaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/-zYZ_YUCxGA/s1600-h/DSC04086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrvI1SmbaI/AAAAAAAAAY8/-zYZ_YUCxGA/s320/DSC04086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arriving at the land where dreams come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope that's enough to satisfy your curiosity for the moment, until I can get the rest sorted out and uploaded to fb. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to finally get my laundry done as the weather was great! That, and coupled with lunch with Judy just made my day. :) We haven't had much time to meet as she's busy with Hons and I'm just struggling to get enrolments and fees settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how everything in school is so isolated. Every department seems stuck in their own little world, and you tend to get shuffled everywhere just to get something simple done. Not the easiest of tasks considering how everything is up/downhill. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully though, all that has been sorted out, and I can now proceed on with the rest of the semester without anymore worries admin-wise. The only bummer to this semester is me having to attend classes until 7pm on monday nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's all the way down in the Arts building which means that I have to walk that 长命路 all the way up to college after dark! I get the shivers (literally and figuratively) just thinking about it. Anyone willing to offer me a ride back? =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-4616435598205516532?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/4616435598205516532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=4616435598205516532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4616435598205516532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4616435598205516532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-engagement-hk-with-mummy-and-then.html' title='Our engagement, HK with Mummy, and then some.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SmrqxUIgEsI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ueCy5bvxvms/s72-c/DSC03786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-3738081425616919877</id><published>2009-06-21T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:10:35.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>To you. Yes YOU.</title><content type='html'>It wasn't big, there weren't many people to share in our happiness. No decor or flowers, or cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beginning, and nothing can beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at long last (though you can't really say it was very long), we're engaged, darling! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3738081425616919877?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3738081425616919877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3738081425616919877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3738081425616919877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3738081425616919877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-you-yes-you.html' title='To you. Yes YOU.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-3425016242747589188</id><published>2009-06-17T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:40:40.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>WTH.</title><content type='html'>I woke up so damn cranky this morning, and I can only attribute it to the Singapore Airlines check-in procedure that I had to endure last night. Don't get me wrong, SIA has provided great service over the past few years that I've been travelling to and from Singapore, but their internet check-in doesn't always deliver. Last night had me stretched so damn bloody thin. Not only did it take me forever to select my flight due to "system difficulties", I was also unable to display and print my boarding pass AND I didn't manage to get the seat I wanted because it wouldn't let me do so! I swear it was available when I first logged in. WTH. The previous times calling them up (if it's an afternoon flight) was also spent being put on hold for the longest most painful customer service experience ever. Ask Ka, and she can attest to it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I felt like going on a Godzilla rampage! Just thinking of it again now is putting a scowl on my face. Ugh. As such, I was compelled (with further prompting from my inner demon and H) to give SIA some feedback. Now I know that it might not change anything, but at least it's there for their knowledge, you know? It wasn't mean or hellishly insulting and/or whiny, but simply pointed out that their supposedly time-saving method of checking in online doesn't actually save me any time if it has so many glitches, and that their customer service office in Melbourne is more often that not less than satisfactory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the contrary, I was pleasantly surprised that I was not only able to log into my Jetstar flight via the e-mail reminder they sent, but was also able to check in without having to wait until tonight. However, given past experiences with fearful flights with them, only tomorrow night will tell if they are better. I usually take Virgin Blue, but their last flight out is too early, so I had to resort to taking Jetstar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay. I'm done with my rant. If the feedback e-mail didn't make me feel better, typing this out certainly did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So enough of all the negative stuff, and on to some good things! I've finally gotten the photos from Patricia from the meetup last Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SjhdBT0UztI/AAAAAAAAAXc/uhR57T_6yAs/s1600-h/DSC03060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SjhdBT0UztI/AAAAAAAAAXc/uhR57T_6yAs/s320/DSC03060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My two sweethearts &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've known these two since I came to Hobart nearly six years ago! How time flies, man. Sometimes I wish I could turn back time and re-live those days. Minus the excess spare flabs though. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sjheu1XyKcI/AAAAAAAAAXs/wJzXasfCeZU/s1600-h/DSC03059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sjheu1XyKcI/AAAAAAAAAXs/wJzXasfCeZU/s320/DSC03059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SjhetAWMiwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2r5J2QXCllY/s1600-h/DSC03061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SjhetAWMiwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2r5J2QXCllY/s320/DSC03061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only one missing that would complete this would be Yin Ka! She's still studying in Adelaide, but hopefully we'll get to meet up real soon! I still have her stuffed piggy which I definitely have to pass to her before this year is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.. So many things to do (study, pack etc) and so little time to finish doing them! I really need to stop this self-destructive method of leaving Hobart and take a breather one of these days. Maybe take some time off after exams and really take my time packing instead of leaving in a hurry before I can actually &lt;b&gt;celebrate&lt;/b&gt; the end of exams with friends. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I'm actually waiting on Joshua to finish lunch with his sister so we can head into town for me to get some last minute things and for him to go earring shopping (don't ask.). Maybe get some yummy dinner for Tammy too to cheer her up after the past two horrid days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. He's back. Off we go! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3425016242747589188?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3425016242747589188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3425016242747589188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3425016242747589188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3425016242747589188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/wth.html' title='WTH.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SjhdBT0UztI/AAAAAAAAAXc/uhR57T_6yAs/s72-c/DSC03060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-5842125470650008189</id><published>2009-06-15T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:20:16.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy-licious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Dome</title><content type='html'>I am suffering from an upset stomach yet again! I'm not sure if it's indigestion or gastritis, but it's making me want to curl up under the covers until it goes away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any photos from the wonderful meetup with Patricia and Judy on the recent wet Saturday, but I'm hoping that she'll upload them on fb soon or send me a copy! It was good fun, meeting them again seeing as our conflicting schedules have prevented us from our weekly lunches in the Ref. It was also partly to "celebrate" the end of Patricia's horrible exam week during which she had exams nearly everyday! Went to Dome for their all-day breakfast selection (yum) and lattes. One thing though - why do their calamari rings taste so powdery? It's more like fish than squid. The ones in Mures and Fish Frenzy are way better, although I must admit that I am more partial to the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I seem to have developed a love-hate relationship with my last paper the closer it is. Even though it is an open book exam, I haven't been able to use it much to locate the bare minimum answers to my past year papers. Is it even useful to be doing them? Tammy and I spent nearly an hour digging through our notes just to find the answer to a 15 minute question. Imagine the pain and misery we'll have to go through to answer a 45 minute one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-5842125470650008189?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/5842125470650008189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=5842125470650008189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5842125470650008189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5842125470650008189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/dome.html' title='Dome'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-7008057748287677502</id><published>2009-06-11T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:32:43.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's official. The Joycie has fallen sick, and is paranoid of being quarantined when she heads home next week. Or worse, quarantined in Melbourne and not be able to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling feverish and had a sore throat two days ago, and started on a course of antibiotics and panadol flu in a bid to keep it at bay. My exam hall is full of germs I tell you. I wasn't feeling so flash after my first paper last saturday, and it got better, but worsened after my second paper. I think it hasn't gotten as bad as it should have because I had a flu vaccination before coming back here in Feb, so I'm currently stuck in limbo, where my body can't really decide if it wants to be sick or not. After shaking the whole night under my doona, the fever finally broke and I'm feeling much much better today, despite not getting much sleep in. Am pumped up on medication and warm honey drinks and fruits. Hopefully this will pass by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Mummy has started considering the possibilities should I seriously get quarantined, considering that the number of H1N1 cases has increased in Australia to more than 1,200 people and the Hobart has finally had its first case through it's newly opened flu clinic. Singapore is obviously paranoid, what with the recent cases all stemming from Melbourne (which I unfortunately still have to pass through to get home.). So please pray for me that I can get home &lt;b&gt;safely&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;well&lt;/b&gt; and be able to enjoy my well-deserved holiday after all this sem 1 mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side (no pun intended), the sun is finally out! I can finally do my week's worth of laundry without worrying about it getting wet straight out of the dryer. I am one happy rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SjCG1xzNkLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/xhPldVWNrVw/s1600-h/DSC03556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SjCG1xzNkLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/xhPldVWNrVw/s320/DSC03556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumping stuff into my suitcase whenever I remember something. I don't have time to pack my bags for my flight this time around, and I want to avoid a mad rush trying to pack up stuff on the day itself (which might end up happening anyway) so I'm splitting it up over a few days to get my stuff together. Don't worry, I actually do fold my clothes and pack stuff properly instead of the haphazard pile you're looking at. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7008057748287677502?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7008057748287677502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7008057748287677502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7008057748287677502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7008057748287677502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SjCG1xzNkLI/AAAAAAAAAXM/xhPldVWNrVw/s72-c/DSC03556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-3155812171427840447</id><published>2009-06-10T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:30:32.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Etude House</title><content type='html'>I only just found out that Etude House has finally come to Singapore! Am I the last person to jump on the bandwagon or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things that I've been dying to get my hands on, and had to wait till my end-year trip to Malaysia before I could get them, but this changes everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between this and my upcoming, hopefully-not yet-cancelled trip, I am probably going to spend a ton of money. I hope I've got some work coming up to cover the expenses or I'm going to have a gaping hole in my pocket by the time I get back to Hobart. Seriously, they need to improve the shopping experience here or I'm going to go mad scrolling through online webpages and wishing I had &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; simply because it's not available here. I think the main reason why I want to buy so many things is due to me being deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Fossil for example. There isn't a single Fossil outlet here save for this jewellery store that carries less than 15 models out of the whole range. And the shoe selection here.. Ugh. Don't even get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was saying, Etude House has joined The Face Shop and Skinfood in finally bringing their products to Singapore, and they are now located at B1 of Plaza Singapura. I've been wanting to get their Peach Pore Erasing Base for awhile after reading the reviews on it. The other product I've been wanting is their BB mousse. =] I don't really spend much on makeup as I'm more a skincare person, but the cute packaging is so enticing! If I had the money, I might get all the cute quads and pacts just for display in my cupboard. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of makeup, I'm going to bring Mummy to Sephora for a peep when I'm back, since she hasn't gone there yet and needs a few essentials, in addition to getting some stuff for Sunday (currently still a secret but I'll tell you more later on). Apparently the new Sephora opening at Ion Orchard will be twice as large and carry more brands previously unavailable in the NAC outlet such as Urban Decay. I can imagine all the people going "UDPP! &amp;lt;3" right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update*&lt;br /&gt;You can find the prices of some of the products sold at Etude House @ PS at Mag's Makeup Stash! blog &lt;a href="http://www.makeupstash.com/2009/06/etude-house-singapore-price-list.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3155812171427840447?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3155812171427840447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3155812171427840447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3155812171427840447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3155812171427840447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/etude-house.html' title='Etude House'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8228613087731775575</id><published>2009-06-10T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:13:39.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>The aftermath</title><content type='html'>The majority of yesterday morning was spent bemoaning the sad sad reality of my fate with regards to Apple. The WWDC keynote left me clutching at my mouse in despair and wishing I could pluck that new iPhone 3GS out of the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New iPhone 3GS introduced, memory expanded to 32GB, faster than the current iPhone 3G, 3 megapixel camera on board, auto-focus, video recording (and editing. How cool is that?!), voice command, and compass, among a whole plethora of other new features.&lt;br /&gt;And if you squint hard enough, you'll also notice that it also has a fingerprint-resistant oleophobic coating, which means you can easily remove the oil your fingers and face (Ewwww) left behind by rubbing a lint-free cloth over the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 13" Macbook Pro was introduced, in addition to other minor updates the macbook/pro range got, such as extended battery life, express card, &lt;b&gt;cheaper pricing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SDK. In-game dl-ing. P2P gaming. Need I say more? I so need to get Smule's Ocarina and Zephyr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Snow leopard. Faster. More efficient. Exchange support. If I'm not wrong, the upgrade to Snow Leopard only costs US$29. But I could be mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the new iPhone OS 3.0 will be available for downloading from 17 June on. Just in time for when I get home! I am highly ecstatic. MMS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8228613087731775575?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8228613087731775575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8228613087731775575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8228613087731775575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8228613087731775575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/aftermath.html' title='The aftermath'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-9148047985708475571</id><published>2009-06-07T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:17:42.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boredom can do a lot of things to an unmotivated person. Such as making them voluntarily eat nasty things like celery, or folding random origami animals out of Woolies receipts, or doodling on windows with liquid chalk (Something all of you should invest in. Seriously. The possibilities of liquid chalk are endless!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I'm just wringing my hands in anxious anticipation for tomorrow's WWDC and craving for another chapter of Aliciablade's 'Return to Aysel', while conveniently ignoring that I have a 9am paper in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-9148047985708475571?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/9148047985708475571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=9148047985708475571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/9148047985708475571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/9148047985708475571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/boredom-can-do-lot-of-things-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8420754272955615708</id><published>2009-06-07T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:27:33.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Annnnnnnnnnnd</title><content type='html'>I just realised that I might possibly have an entire box of mutilated honey teddies. Not one of them I picked out so far has a complete body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SisuUhZqJDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ruwFNgYkrZg/s1600-h/DSC03551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SisuUhZqJDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ruwFNgYkrZg/s320/DSC03551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're not even in that predicament by means of my sadistic eating regimes - i.e always eating the limbs off first. Finally. A snack after my own heart. Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the teddy-holocaust nature I've seemingly developed, there's finally a day when I haven't woken up to pouring rain outside! I actually managed to sneak in a bit of time lazing in the sunshine this morning before the clouds swept it all away. It's moments like this that just make my day. The weather this past week has just been insanely crazy, what with the weird weather swamping us in rain and fog. It brought to mind a movie Joshua, Tammy and I watched a while back called 'The Fog', this horror-thriller flick about a fog that sweeps into a town and brings with it scary carnivorous monsters that look straight out of Alien vs. Predator. Which triggered an onslaught of hilarious comments about going out and being mauled by some grotesque creature from god-knows-where just so we could take photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SiswLO3WPUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/mJu33qy5Zw0/s1600-h/DSC03543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SiswLO3WPUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/mJu33qy5Zw0/s320/DSC03543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Accommodation office (which never fails to piss us off)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SiswiZlL_jI/AAAAAAAAAWw/213yhkY6AwE/s1600-h/DSC03544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SiswiZlL_jI/AAAAAAAAAWw/213yhkY6AwE/s320/DSC03544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christ College&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Siswny_l7RI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VIh7nZs4t6U/s1600-h/DSC03548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Siswny_l7RI/AAAAAAAAAW4/VIh7nZs4t6U/s320/DSC03548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua putting us to shame by whipping out his fancy DSLR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's ever been this bad in the 6 (five and a bit?) years that I've been living here, but the fog and the misting rain is a welcome change for winter, sans the rain, that is. There's this clean, refreshing feel to it when you step out into it, until the possible monsters come by anyway. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, it's been a mad rush to finish cramming for my Freshwater paper tomorrow. How can our lecturers not put up a complete set of notes on MyLO? Which reminds me - why don't they ever ever reply their e-mails? Like many of my other classmates, I have been diligently contacting them to inform them of my absence from lectures due to class clashes and requesting for the appropriate lecture material, to which &lt;b&gt;they have never responded&lt;/b&gt;, save for the one e-mail telling me that they are &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; on MyLO. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a recommended text to save my freshwater arse right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8420754272955615708?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8420754272955615708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8420754272955615708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8420754272955615708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8420754272955615708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/annnnnnnnnnnd.html' title='Annnnnnnnnnnd'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SisuUhZqJDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ruwFNgYkrZg/s72-c/DSC03551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-2757673328939913073</id><published>2009-06-06T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:50:57.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>If I was a Robot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SipJ7VQJTrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1Q8KkR50qnM/s1600-h/ifiwasarobot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SipJ7VQJTrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1Q8KkR50qnM/s400/ifiwasarobot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-2757673328939913073?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2757673328939913073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2757673328939913073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2757673328939913073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2757673328939913073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-i-was-robot.html' title='If I was a Robot'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SipJ7VQJTrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1Q8KkR50qnM/s72-c/ifiwasarobot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-170800576165688284</id><published>2009-06-05T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:52:21.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into the room and smile at you."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Not for any reason in particular, but simply because it reminded me of you. And because there shouldn't be celebrations only on special days; the promise of what each new day brings with you around is itself a celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy non-anniversary day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-170800576165688284?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/170800576165688284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=170800576165688284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/170800576165688284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/170800576165688284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-pretend-to-know-what-love-is-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-6362697407459848579</id><published>2009-06-04T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:32:36.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>WWDC</title><content type='html'>The first banners of WWDC are finally up in San Francisco, a sign that the June 8th event isn't very far away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sic_rswkWkI/AAAAAAAAAWE/X389fg3HNyM/s1600-h/3591148391_96e9a3b4af_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sic_rswkWkI/AAAAAAAAAWE/X389fg3HNyM/s320/3591148391_96e9a3b4af_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SidAKlU0TCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/u_xxN3cHkig/s1600-h/3591331698_2c907b4112_o%281%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SidAKlU0TCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/u_xxN3cHkig/s320/3591331698_2c907b4112_o%281%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm bouncing with excitement for the release of the new iPhone OS 3.0~ And perhaps the release of a new iPhone too? Only that I can't possibly get one now, which is annoyingly irritating right now. Well, it's not like I could have waited and got the new one anyway. Rawrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the theme for WWDC this year seems to be 'One year later. Light years ahead', perhaps hinting at the huuuuuuuge amounts of apps that has been released on the App Store this year. Although it also means that unless you're filthy rich, you'll never be able to catch up with Apple products, because they're always coming up with something new, something cool, something &lt;b&gt;expensive&lt;/b&gt; that you can't afford because you already got that mac 3 months ago that you've been saving 2 years for. Or something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of apps, I really love Ocarina by &lt;a href="http://www.smule.com/"&gt;Smule&lt;/a&gt;, by the way, judging from the cool promo they did for it at a previous Apple event, coupled with the oh-so-enticing youtube vids by other people. If only I had a tenth of Ge Wang's intelligence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, whether anything comes out on June 8th (other than my much dreaded Freshwater Ecol. paper at godforsaken 9am), it's bound to be a great event. =] And it's &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; to look forward to, y'know? Better than exams anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photos are by adamjackson1984.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-6362697407459848579?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/6362697407459848579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=6362697407459848579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6362697407459848579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6362697407459848579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/wwdc.html' title='WWDC'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sic_rswkWkI/AAAAAAAAAWE/X389fg3HNyM/s72-c/3591148391_96e9a3b4af_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-8851557627189699033</id><published>2009-06-03T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:33:03.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Chatter</title><content type='html'>I must be getting entirely too bored, because yes, you've caught me on blogger for the third day in a row when I should be hard at work, being the proverbial slave to education. Which I am, actually, but if I don't take a break from all that botanical jargon I'm going to tear my hair out and wish I was a plant that didn't have to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled down to school today in a sleepy stupor to hand in my report at 10:15am, knowing that it was 15 minutes late because I dozed off while waiting for the kettle to boil so I could have my coffee. All the while walking down I was complaining about how that 15 minutes of z-catching cost me that penalty mark off for lateness. Got down to school, took a glance at the assignment box and nearly kicked myself. Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was due at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. You all can laugh now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just heard from Mum that there's the 8th case of H1N1 in Singapore now, and also updated her on the situation here. The national tally here as of yesterday is 502 tested positive to the strain, with the bulk of them coming from the state of Victoria. And to think I have to pass through there just so I can get home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some part of me is still contemplating if we should go ahead with our plans, at risk of getting infected and quarantined somewhere, either in Singapore or when I get back here. Yadda yadda yadda. I can already foresee what's going to happen if I am really&lt;i&gt; that&lt;/i&gt; 'suay'. Thoughts, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8851557627189699033?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8851557627189699033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8851557627189699033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8851557627189699033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8851557627189699033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/chatter.html' title='Chatter'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-7218440720792829674</id><published>2009-06-03T08:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:28:57.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>The day God called you home</title><content type='html'>God looked around his garden and saw an empty space&lt;br /&gt;Then he looked down upon earth and saw your loving face&lt;br /&gt;He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest&lt;br /&gt;His garden must now be beautiful, he only takes the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew that you were suffering, he knew you were in pain&lt;br /&gt;And knew that you would never get well on this earth again&lt;br /&gt;He saw your path was difficult, he closed your tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;He whispered "Peace Be Thine" and gave you wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we saw you sleeping, so calm and free from pain&lt;br /&gt;We could not wish you back on earth to suffer once again&lt;br /&gt;You've left us precious memories, your love will be our guide&lt;br /&gt;You live on in our children, you're always by our side&lt;br /&gt;It breaks our heart to lose you, but you did not go alone&lt;br /&gt;For part of us went with you &lt;br /&gt;On the day God called you home&lt;br /&gt;- Anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on Lizzy's blog. It made me tear, and my heart bleed with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincerest condolences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7218440720792829674?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7218440720792829674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7218440720792829674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7218440720792829674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7218440720792829674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-god-called-you-home.html' title='The day God called you home'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-4869704358326264574</id><published>2009-06-02T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:12:12.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Insecurities.</title><content type='html'>This post might come across as whiny. And highly incoherent. Don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love singing, did you know that? I grew up with music, from waking up to Disney each morning when I was younger with my sweet sweet Mum humming the melodies in my ears, to listening to Dad's oldies in the car all the way to Malaysia and back even up till today. I think it's influence mainly from my Mum, who bustles around the house (and Granny's too, now) always with a tune in the air, and I guess I've picked up on that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum sounds gorgeous. I adore her voice, something that I'm possibly beginning to think that I didn't inherited when the egg met the sperm. And yet I don't think I sound too bad either. But growing up, people have always told me to 'keep my music' to myself, especially this one time where S*m **h (yes I still remember &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;, choir girl) snidely commented that I should never even bother trying to sing, because I sucked. God. She wasn't the only one either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left it at that, but over time, the humming lessened, as did the singing. And I worried even if I was singing to a song alone in my room that someone would get upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I joined Lux Mundi. Cantors. Christus. Surrounded by people I've come to love who are brilliant, hearing the affirmation for their efforts, against whom I pale so so much in comparison. It was a double edged sword, I suppose. And I wondered if I should have stayed. I did, not because I wanted that same recognition for myself (but still a little can't hurt, y'know. Meeh.) but because I found in them another family, a group of people to love and embrace and laugh and cry with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that day, not very many days ago (or was it just yesterday? My memory fails me), when I was singing on the way to my room after breezing through the front door, when J told me to stop and that it sounded disturbing &lt;strike&gt;ghastly&lt;/strike&gt; ghostly, awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my failings is my insecurity. The constant need to reassure myself and to remind myself not to be so &lt;b&gt;bloody sensitive&lt;/b&gt;. I didn't want to admit it that day, but it did hurt. And it hurt alot, because it left me raw and wondering and insecure as hell as to why I keep the music going in my life, not just in my heart and locked up in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be more like Mum? Want to sing then sing lah. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. There. I've said it all. Told you it'd be incoherent. Now I'd better get off blogger and back to my assignment and studying before I fail anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-4869704358326264574?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/4869704358326264574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=4869704358326264574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4869704358326264574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4869704358326264574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/insecurities.html' title='Insecurities.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-2556662715101542888</id><published>2009-05-31T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:21:08.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Everything and nothing</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I actually blogged, notwithstanding being my twit-obsession lately. What can I say? Apart from Restaurant City, Twitter is quite possibly the next thing keeping me moderately entertained/sane/awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few updates while I'm taking a break from this mad mad madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy started interning the recent Monday, and will be at it for the next ten weeks if my memory serves me right. During that time I contemplated digging myself six feet deep while trying to rush my 5000 word marine report before Friday and still manage to squeeze school and sleep in partway and not think about the other 4000 word report due wed (of which I've only written 600 words so far. Die lah.) and still study for my first paper this Sat, with the second the Monday after. Now try saying that on one breath and wonder when it'll end and you'll understand how I felt the past week. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take on assignments and deadlines is that if they expect us to hand in something on time, they should understand that we have every right to expect them back &lt;b&gt;on time&lt;/b&gt; as well. A phenomenon that isn't likely to happen, considering school's already out, and I still haven't gotten my first marine assignment back yet. That was more than a month ago, in case you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post photos of the recent happenings, only they're still somewhere in the deep recesses of my phone and camera and I can't be bothered to expend the energy to import them over to my lappy. So I guess they'll be staying in their current location until further notice, when I can be bothered to 'evict' them to send them to someone, or until I need to clear the memory to take more random photos. Whichever comes first. Maybe both. It might take awhile, since the only time I'll really be free to sort through them and upload them is after exams some three weeks later when I get my arse back to hot-humid-I'm-melting Singapore. I can already imagine collapsing and dying (not from H1N1 lah) the moment I exit the plane from the sticky heat. Please pray I don't get caught by the thermal scanners and get sent to home quarantine until the day I have to leave Singapore for Hobart. Which would be horridly tragic when I think of all the food I &lt;b&gt;CAN'T&lt;/b&gt; have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of yesterday, we've already gotten our first case in Tassie, with the total tally in Australia being 209. I don't want to be on the news for being the next H1N1 victim in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SiKPBdOCECI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Gfrm02C7fqY/s1600-h/a8-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SiKPBdOCECI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Gfrm02C7fqY/s320/a8-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stop! Or I'll shoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this reminds me of those zombie movies where people all suited up come into a quarantined zone, half expecting to be mauled by some rabid infected person. God I hope that never happens, because I'm deathly afraid of going in that way. Or being caught in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;And at risk of putting myself in the way of all those 'complaining' people, what's with all that flaming of the SMU student for going to the States and coming back with the virus anyway? Why would anyone intentionally put themselves in that situation? To be famous and hit Singapore headlines? Some people just.. don't think before they make such snide comments. Would they want others to talk about them if they were in the same predicament as the student? Grr. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homo sapiens.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; No wonder we're not evolving as a species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's back to the books and the bugs for me. Thanks for putting up with the rant. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update when I can. Ta~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE TO&lt;/span&gt; see &lt;a href="http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/story/0,25197,25566312-12377,00.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Which crazy guy would do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-2556662715101542888?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2556662715101542888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2556662715101542888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2556662715101542888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2556662715101542888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/everything-and-nothing.html' title='Everything and nothing'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SiKPBdOCECI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Gfrm02C7fqY/s72-c/a8-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-69803519626485569</id><published>2009-05-31T14:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:56:20.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>De-lighted</title><content type='html'>I swear. The lights in my room are all going on strike. At the same time no less, which is putting me in a less than desirable mood to ask the accommodation technicans to go shove it for not working weekends or much of the week for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation is incidentally quite ironic, because the light that I use the most often - the table one - is the only one that hasn't decided to drop dead on me, while my reading light (the least used) took a vacation first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth. I am not pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I actually put in an extension based on the fact that my room is not willing to provide a suitable conducive environment for writing 4000 word reports? Leon? Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-69803519626485569?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/69803519626485569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=69803519626485569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/69803519626485569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/69803519626485569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-light.html' title='De-lighted'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-2337990465902619062</id><published>2009-05-31T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:58:37.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Just because.</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning rain is falling&lt;br /&gt;Steal some covers share some skin&lt;br /&gt;Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;You twist to fit the mold that I am in&lt;br /&gt;But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do&lt;br /&gt;And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew&lt;br /&gt;That someday it would lead me back to you&lt;br /&gt;That someday it would lead me back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be all I need&lt;br /&gt;In darkness she is all I see&lt;br /&gt;Come and rest your bones with me&lt;br /&gt;Driving slow on Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;And I never want to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers trace your every outline&lt;br /&gt;Paint a picture with my hands&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm&lt;br /&gt;Change the weather still together when it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be all I need&lt;br /&gt;In darkness she is all I see&lt;br /&gt;Come and rest your bones with me&lt;br /&gt;Driving slow on Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;And I never want to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm calling out to you&lt;br /&gt;Singing someday it'll bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to bring myself back home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may not know&lt;br /&gt;That may be all I need&lt;br /&gt;In darkness she is all I see&lt;br /&gt;Come and rest your bones with me&lt;br /&gt;Driving slow on Sunday morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-2337990465902619062?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2337990465902619062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2337990465902619062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2337990465902619062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2337990465902619062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because.html' title='Just because.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-4680730367599297434</id><published>2009-05-27T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:20:41.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>An apple a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sh0T89veL4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/SOHLb3s3-dw/s1600-h/DSC03534_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sh0T89veL4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/SOHLb3s3-dw/s320/DSC03534_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340446671218028418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sh0TBW7h7wI/AAAAAAAAAVk/sS7q__7HUgQ/s1600-h/DSC03534_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-4680730367599297434?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/4680730367599297434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=4680730367599297434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4680730367599297434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4680730367599297434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/apple-day.html' title='An apple a day'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sh0T89veL4I/AAAAAAAAAVs/SOHLb3s3-dw/s72-c/DSC03534_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-7398878030054775495</id><published>2009-05-27T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:01:37.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sh0BPWomTLI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9SAyH2dI14A/s320/DSC01832_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340426096416804018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7398878030054775495?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7398878030054775495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7398878030054775495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7398878030054775495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7398878030054775495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/ShzqEIIW1mI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ql1sekIGZ3o/s72-c/DSC03517_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-625173315170673468</id><published>2009-05-22T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:03:24.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Upcoming scientists.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/ShYwsE-XIuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fkaGbGaHYEc/s1600-h/DSC03018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/ShYwsE-XIuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fkaGbGaHYEc/s320/DSC03018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a long week, and I'm updating from school. The Maria Island seminars were finally over yesterday arvo and I'm ecstatic to say that I've finally gotten the results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy's group got the highest with us coming in a close second. So congrats to the Hebel Gerbils! Good job to all the hard work that you all have been doing the past laborious few weeks! I'm so proud of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-625173315170673468?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/625173315170673468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=625173315170673468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/625173315170673468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/625173315170673468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/upcoming-scientists.html' title='Upcoming scientists.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/ShYwsE-XIuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fkaGbGaHYEc/s72-c/DSC03018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1234273721216142732</id><published>2009-05-12T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:22:34.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally succumbed to Twitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1234273721216142732?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1234273721216142732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1234273721216142732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1234273721216142732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1234273721216142732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-succumbed-to-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1833751114631465872</id><published>2009-05-12T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:21:30.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Wah.</title><content type='html'>Shocked. It's amazing how smart kids are nowadays, nine years-old and already proficient in six different programming languages.&amp;nbsp; What was I doing at nine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the article &lt;a href="http://www.touchtip.com/iphone-and-ipod-touch/worlds-youngest-iphone-developer/#more-2132"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1833751114631465872?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1833751114631465872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1833751114631465872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1833751114631465872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1833751114631465872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/wah.html' title='Wah.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1610842413101047221</id><published>2009-05-12T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:44:28.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgkVDdifUiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nduwJ4AMJmY/s1600-h/DSC03467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgkVDdifUiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nduwJ4AMJmY/s320/DSC03467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little late in posting this pic after coming back from Maria (which surprisingly feels like a long long time ago). This is quite possibly the most eye-catching guide/brochure I have ever seen in all my years of travelling. The content is nothing much out of the ordinary, to be honest, the usual dining, accommodation etc, except they are specifically stated as being accepting of such relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to know Tassie's openness towards such issues. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1610842413101047221?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1610842413101047221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1610842413101047221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1610842413101047221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1610842413101047221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip.html' title='Trip'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgkVDdifUiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/nduwJ4AMJmY/s72-c/DSC03467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-2267239214613131377</id><published>2009-05-11T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:13:12.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Tedious</title><content type='html'>Okay. So. It's 3am right now and I'm still sitting here at my table working on my Newtown Rivulet report due in exactly 7 hours. Probably not a good idea to be stealing away from microsoft word to blogger but my brain is in need of a breather from stats and figures and tables (chairs, furniture.. BED..).. I can forsee that this is a prelude to an intensive 3 weeks ahead, especially with that 5000 Maria Island report due on the 28th. Part of me is already protesting at the thought of going through Primer (and SAS for Tams) &lt;b&gt;all over again&lt;/b&gt; for that one. Meeeeeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this really what I want to spend my life doing? In all honesty, you'd think that the past three years would have taught me to think as a scientist, write as a scientist, perhaps even talk like one. And yet all I am thinking of right now is my squishy blanket and BED, writing on fb and talking crap because I am no longer coherent from sleep deprivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only consolation I have right now at the end (apart from the prospect of a BED at the end of this report) is the mid-year break where I can have a break, and hopefully no supp papers. God, if I'm going to fail, please let me fail badly enough to &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; have a supp (thankfully Mum will never ever see this). Either that or let me pass. I never did like the shades of grey in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawwwwwwwwwwwwwwr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the most disturbing piece of information ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgcKIhouRlI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Xu3EFUfoutY/s1600-h/Picture+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgcKIhouRlI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Xu3EFUfoutY/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to go &lt;strike&gt;in&lt;/strike&gt; near there again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-2267239214613131377?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2267239214613131377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2267239214613131377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2267239214613131377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2267239214613131377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html' title='Tedious'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgcKIhouRlI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Xu3EFUfoutY/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1290558251691039368</id><published>2009-05-10T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:04:34.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>It's just a little over a month to go now, and I must admit that I'm somewhat anxious for the semester to be over quickquickquick so that I can lug myself across this continent and back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about the dressing up or the fancy dinner, but the knowledge that excites me. Knowing that you are the person that completes me. Making me laugh, live, love. And that's all that matters right now, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1290558251691039368?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1290558251691039368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1290558251691039368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1290558251691039368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1290558251691039368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-733873444232387402</id><published>2009-05-08T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:13:05.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The time has come when I feel that I'm in a permanent living arrangement with Primer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-733873444232387402?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/733873444232387402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=733873444232387402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/733873444232387402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/733873444232387402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-has-come-when-i-feel-that-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8756419730449665268</id><published>2009-05-07T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:00:21.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Nerves nerves.</title><content type='html'>I don't why, but I'm immensely nervous about tomorrow. Come 9 am and I might have dissolved into a puddle of frazzled nerves. It could go both ways too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why can't tomorrow be NOW? Which is also contradictory, because I have so many things to juggle and the last thing I want is for time to pass too quickly for me to finish my assignments. Damn you, Primer 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. I am such a fickle rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I've been having one too many Magnums lately. Tonight makes it 3 this week. Sinful indulgence sitting in the freezer that shouldn't be there if we could control ourselves in the supermarket. Bleahs. The sugar rush coupled with copious amounts of caffeine could have very very bad endings. Especially when consumed on 'stats days'. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I even making sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's back to primer again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8756419730449665268?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8756419730449665268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8756419730449665268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8756419730449665268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8756419730449665268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/nerves-nerves.html' title='Nerves nerves.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-3071174924118930880</id><published>2009-05-05T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:04:00.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgAPBW7RsYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/uOl78VEQ4HY/s1600-h/3503886990_cc6a2a8811_o.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgAPBW7RsYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/uOl78VEQ4HY/s320/3503886990_cc6a2a8811_o.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3071174924118930880?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3071174924118930880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3071174924118930880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3071174924118930880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3071174924118930880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SgAPBW7RsYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/uOl78VEQ4HY/s72-c/3503886990_cc6a2a8811_o.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-7289768544114547229</id><published>2009-05-04T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:50:45.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Squeal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sf7kdlxuPfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kbNdYpE7now/s1600-h/apple-2009-iphone-3-1392-rm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sf7kdlxuPfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kbNdYpE7now/s320/apple-2009-iphone-3-1392-rm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Possibly outdated news for you all out there, but I have never loved seeing this more than &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7289768544114547229?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7289768544114547229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7289768544114547229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7289768544114547229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7289768544114547229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/squeal.html' title='Squeal?'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sf7kdlxuPfI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kbNdYpE7now/s72-c/apple-2009-iphone-3-1392-rm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-5770274959751682439</id><published>2009-05-04T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:43:38.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>To "b" or not to "b"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-5770274959751682439?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/5770274959751682439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=5770274959751682439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5770274959751682439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5770274959751682439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1376911122473230357</id><published>2009-05-03T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:16:32.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>You know you're studying too much Biology when..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sf1fnK3z9-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Cfvf_lpWGbs/s1600-h/lego-man-skeleton-details.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sf1fnK3z9-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Cfvf_lpWGbs/s320/lego-man-skeleton-details.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see the insides of Lego-man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Picture by Jason Freeny, MoistProductions.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1376911122473230357?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1376911122473230357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1376911122473230357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1376911122473230357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1376911122473230357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-youre-studying-too-much.html' title='You know you&apos;re studying too much Biology when..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sf1fnK3z9-I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Cfvf_lpWGbs/s72-c/lego-man-skeleton-details.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-3610689903722738732</id><published>2009-05-01T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:31:57.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>An 'exercise' in writing. Har.</title><content type='html'>I wish I could say in my heart that there are no regrets, but only angels and otherworldly beings could go through an entire lifetime without ever feeling it. It runs through my head and my heart like a drug, poisoning me slowly as it pumps through my veins, leaving me in the face of Death if consumed excessively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could the same inspiration as others to write freely, with enough words in my mind to be able to explicitly express what I want to say, instead of fumbling around in my head searching through empty spaces once occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had the patience to learn, to sit through and be still and learn the finer lessons in life, instead of running for the finish line long before everyone has taken off, only to discover that the boulders I was climbing over could have been pebbles, leaving me stumbling at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had stopped just once in my life to look around me and appreciate the world, to be engrossed in beauty and fall in love all over again with the smell of dirt and green and colours, everything this world had to offer. I would have died and left this place without even once knowing about life, in its truest meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet some things are meant to only be fleeting desires, ephemeral and unattainable, the way the most perfect dreams always remain dreams, and never become part of reality, and I am left longing, wanting, wishing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3610689903722738732?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3610689903722738732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3610689903722738732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3610689903722738732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3610689903722738732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/05/exercise-in-writing-har.html' title='An &apos;exercise&apos; in writing. Har.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8604599891276666156</id><published>2009-04-29T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:48:56.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Frozen</title><content type='html'>My fingers stilled on the keys for a long while today before I could pull my jumbled thoughts together long enough to write this, however short it is. My mind is here and everywhere lately. The past few &lt;strike&gt;short&lt;/strike&gt; long months will soon be drawing to a close and everything is flooding in. I will admit that I am feeling homesick, and desperately looking forward to home. There's this strange heaviness in my heart that won't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My focus has been waning of late, and the motivation lessening, despite the ever-increasing workload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the weekend reading the entire Twilight series, in an attempt have anything other than endless scientific jargon in my head. That short reprieve will hopefully get me through the next few weeks without going bonkers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, the weather has been unbearably cold since the sudden change in weather a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all huge swirl of random thoughts, I just realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my happy place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8604599891276666156?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8604599891276666156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8604599891276666156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8604599891276666156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8604599891276666156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/04/frozen.html' title='Frozen'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-7530479604225002601</id><published>2009-04-22T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:37:07.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>You've got mail</title><content type='html'>I finally received my package yesterday, and I am a happy bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Se50An46sPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/8p04fZzyy2A/s1600-h/DSC03432-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Se50An46sPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/8p04fZzyy2A/s320/DSC03432-pola.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Se50DSwht7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/OivSlZzC_6w/s1600-h/DSC03433-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Se50DSwht7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/OivSlZzC_6w/s320/DSC03433-pola.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7530479604225002601?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7530479604225002601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7530479604225002601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7530479604225002601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7530479604225002601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/04/youve-got-mail.html' title='You&apos;ve got mail'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Se50An46sPI/AAAAAAAAAT8/8p04fZzyy2A/s72-c/DSC03432-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1719545793241438223</id><published>2009-04-17T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:05:10.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Goosebumps.</title><content type='html'>I know most of you will already have seen this, but I just feel absolutely compelled to share it with you that haven't, because it seriously sent shivers down my spine. I love her love her love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can watch it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=luRmM1J1sfg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could vote for her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1719545793241438223?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1719545793241438223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1719545793241438223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1719545793241438223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1719545793241438223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/04/goosebumps.html' title='Goosebumps.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8943473142792809333</id><published>2009-04-09T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:38:52.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Survivor Maria Island</title><content type='html'>Craig Johnson: I have good news, neutral news and bad news. The good news is that the weather tomorrow will be good. The neutral is that the weather on Friday will not be good. The bad news is that you haven't got enough water to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that and a heavy heart, it's off to Maria Island for six long looooooooong days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all in six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sd0LOopAzlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/JKfb1YiAG_A/s1600-h/Photo+26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sd0LOopAzlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/JKfb1YiAG_A/s320/Photo+26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8943473142792809333?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8943473142792809333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8943473142792809333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8943473142792809333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8943473142792809333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/04/survivor-maria-island.html' title='Survivor Maria Island'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sd0LOopAzlI/AAAAAAAAAT0/JKfb1YiAG_A/s72-c/Photo+26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1597365927677216829</id><published>2009-03-31T08:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:27:23.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;YOU &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uninvited, the thought of you stayed too late in my head. &lt;br /&gt;so I went to bed, dreaming you hard, hard, woke with your name, &lt;br /&gt;like tears, soft, salt, on my lips, the sound of its bright syllables &lt;br /&gt;like a charm, like a spell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love &lt;br /&gt;is glamorous hell: the crouched, parched heart &lt;br /&gt;like a tiger, ready to kill; a flame’s fierce licks under the skin. &lt;br /&gt;into my life, larger than life, you strolled in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine, &lt;br /&gt;in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze, &lt;br /&gt;staring back from anyone’s face, from the shape of a cloud, &lt;br /&gt;from the pining, earth-struck moon which gapes at me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I open the bedroom door. The curtains stir. There you are &lt;br /&gt;on the bed, like gift, like a touchable dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1597365927677216829?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1597365927677216829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1597365927677216829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1597365927677216829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1597365927677216829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-uninvited-thought-of-you-stayed-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-2916236609159586727</id><published>2009-03-31T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:22:38.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Trepidation</title><content type='html'>Last night I couldn't believe how much I've missing you lately. The thought of being alone here without the feel of your arms around me brought tears to my eyes as I hugged our little ones and tried to find you in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that Maria Island is just a week away! I feel like pulling at my hair and clawing at the calendar. Sigh. With all the work going on lately, I don't have the mood to feel even a little excited about the camp. All I see are field projects and deadline and exams awaiting at the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see Daddy. It will be a welcome change to my otherwise mundane days, even if it is just for a short while. Good things were never meant to last anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-2916236609159586727?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2916236609159586727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2916236609159586727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2916236609159586727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2916236609159586727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/03/trepidation.html' title='Trepidation'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-5292187401683631866</id><published>2009-03-29T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:45:32.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Running through my head.</title><content type='html'>Somehow, I'm just not sure that this is right. All these assignments, projects, meetings are starting to drive me up the wall. I'm tired of the flights, tired of waiting in airport lounges, knowing that it is not the anticipation of a holiday awaiting me at the other end when I step off onto the tarmac and onto once foreign soil that has since turned into a second home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After five years, this being the sixth, it's beginning to turn into a tiresome path on which to tread. Ironically, it was one that I adamantly clung to all this while too. Too many expections - hope that all this will somehow end up right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling it again at night, the extra beats, the fast pace of my heart that prevent me from resting at night. It's all so frustrating and worrisome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just the stress talking, but I'm thinking that I need to find another reason to stay for just a little longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, however, my visa application has since been approved and I can now breathe a sigh of relief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-5292187401683631866?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/5292187401683631866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=5292187401683631866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5292187401683631866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5292187401683631866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/03/running-through-my-head.html' title='Running through my head.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-7782656019963857218</id><published>2009-03-15T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:23:13.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Laundry</title><content type='html'>Late night laundry with Joshua never fails to bring about silliness and loads of laughter. Sometime last week while collecting laundry, we decided, on a whim and the availability of a gold coin, to try out the condom-dispensing machine that's in the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;NO, WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING &lt;b&gt;IN&lt;/b&gt; THE LAUNDRY, YOU SICKOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did do is take the not-so-pretty package apart (who names their condom bare skin, extra thin anyway?) to see if college condoms are as 'safe' as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sbxy9BfqEPI/AAAAAAAAATM/R47wzyGifM4/s1600-h/IMG_0864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sbxy9BfqEPI/AAAAAAAAATM/R47wzyGifM4/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't it look so.. tacky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbxzAuvloRI/AAAAAAAAATU/caV5hr58siU/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbxzAuvloRI/AAAAAAAAATU/caV5hr58siU/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbxzDWWjfVI/AAAAAAAAATc/dQ8W1kref8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbxzDWWjfVI/AAAAAAAAATc/dQ8W1kref8Q/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbxzF50vbYI/AAAAAAAAATk/r--va6M-EI8/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbxzF50vbYI/AAAAAAAAATk/r--va6M-EI8/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbxzL-MRPVI/AAAAAAAAATs/7fDrOgqlBnQ/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbxzL-MRPVI/AAAAAAAAATs/7fDrOgqlBnQ/s320/IMG_0869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It burst not long after this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Even if you're really craving for sex, please just go get your condoms from a supermarket. We don't think this one will survive the highly physical activity. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7782656019963857218?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7782656019963857218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7782656019963857218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7782656019963857218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7782656019963857218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/03/laundry.html' title='Laundry'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/Sbxy9BfqEPI/AAAAAAAAATM/R47wzyGifM4/s72-c/IMG_0864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-6331225124793634080</id><published>2009-03-08T09:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:41:58.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>It's a long weekend!</title><content type='html'>Which means that I finally have some breathing space from furiously writing down notes and trying to coordinate material for my upcoming 6-day field camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday saw Tams and I in town for almost 5 hours before heading to Saleh's for a bbq. Nearly became comatose from walking around so long. I don't think we realised just how boring town could be compared to home. And guess what we saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbMd8nBKZqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/172WJX-w8EU/s1600-h/DSC02499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbMd8nBKZqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/172WJX-w8EU/s320/DSC02499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrity Cruises!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess work has literally followed us here, after all. Tam's excited "see the X on the top? It's Azamara!" got us walking down to the docks for a look. We even went to peep in on the check-in area and snap a few shots of the ship, and ended up helping some guests to take a photo before boarding. What memories.. We are so touristy lah~ Unfortunately no photos from the bbq as all of them are in Tammy's camera. Will upload when I get them (if I get them =p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Joshua and I went into 'impromptu-mode' yesterday and up and went to watch Watchmen, which was just released here 2 days ago. Thank God there was a buy one get one free offer. Hee.. It's been awhile since I last found myself in a darkened room for a movie, and the boy and I have always been wanting to go before I left, yet never found the time. =( Nevertheless, Watchmen isn't for those who dislike movies that require a lot of thought. Stunning graphics and absolutely gorgeous settings (how many people get to see Mars?) though. The soundtrack was quite, for lack of a better word, tacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbMc18VpWiI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Gl4NW4CwSDI/s1600-h/DSC02510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbMc18VpWiI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Gl4NW4CwSDI/s320/DSC02510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OHOHOHO! $0.00 ticket! The ONLY plus side to VMC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One ticket costs $15 now, when it used to cost only $11.50. Bloodsuckers, I tell you. No wonder we're all going steadily broke. Prices are going sky high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-6331225124793634080?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/6331225124793634080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=6331225124793634080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6331225124793634080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6331225124793634080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-long-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s a long weekend!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SbMd8nBKZqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/172WJX-w8EU/s72-c/DSC02499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-8629520687353564170</id><published>2009-03-02T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:53:38.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Finally an update.</title><content type='html'>Back to blogging from Tasmania after a flurry of events that called for a hasty return in an attempt to sort out visa issues (and are not even settle yet!) To Liz: I'm sorry that I never picked up the bb cream! Things were so hectic that I never found much time for a meet-up lunch or dinner or anything. I hope you aren't upset. =X And to my babe for not turning up to choir that last weekend before I left. It's not that I don't like to go for 6pm masses anymore. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, the first day of school saw some thirty-odd people up to our knees trudging through/sinking into mud trying to dig through weeds (with our shoes and jeans on, mind you) for bugs for 4 hours in the hot sun. Either that or we were prancing like fools with nets catching dragonflies, which was no easy task. Bleah. I shall have to go for the second half of my practical session soon. Will continue this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(many agonising hours later)&lt;br /&gt;Finally back and away from the smell of rotten eggs (curse you, eutrophic lakes) and ethanol, which we used to preserve our specimens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might finally accept that keying out specimens is not my cup of tea. Either that, or I just have really really bad luck. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8629520687353564170?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8629520687353564170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8629520687353564170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8629520687353564170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8629520687353564170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-update.html' title='Finally an update.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-877209527258799863</id><published>2009-02-11T10:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:01:39.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>Hurrah!</title><content type='html'>I have finally finally finaaaallly gottten my eCoE! This makes me one happy person today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-877209527258799863?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/877209527258799863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=877209527258799863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/877209527258799863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/877209527258799863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/02/hurrah.html' title='Hurrah!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1320777969690016504</id><published>2009-01-01T02:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:47:51.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><title type='text'>Happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SV7tuKp0MZI/AAAAAAAAASU/xpt06kaRdoQ/s1600-h/DSC02106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SV7tuKp0MZI/AAAAAAAAASU/xpt06kaRdoQ/s320/DSC02106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! ^3^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1320777969690016504?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1320777969690016504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1320777969690016504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1320777969690016504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1320777969690016504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SV7tuKp0MZI/AAAAAAAAASU/xpt06kaRdoQ/s72-c/DSC02106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-7481340258448801698</id><published>2008-11-03T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:20:17.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papercraft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Withdrawal</title><content type='html'>I mentioned some two posts ago that I wanted to pick up on my papercrafts again. My fingers are itching something fierce to just hit the print button so I won't keep thinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new little pet project that I intend to start on before Howl's Moving Castle is the Sony DSLR-A900!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQ7q7zbfyQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WEmuKQIim0U/s1600-h/sonystyle-dslr-a900-papercraft-camera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQ7q7zbfyQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5m93oUppFQg/s320-R/sonystyle-dslr-a900-papercraft-camera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You like you like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find the files &lt;a href="http://www.jp.sonystyle.com/Customer/Member/Papercraft/200810/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The papercraft is made by Paper-Dreams.net and downloadable for free at the Sony website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to the books for more cramming for my paper tomorrow. Ugh. The weather is obnoxiously bad and I'm hoping it won't be cold and rainy tomorrow since I've already packed up all my cold gear. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7481340258448801698?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7481340258448801698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7481340258448801698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7481340258448801698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7481340258448801698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-mentioned-some-two-posts-ago-that-i.html' title='Withdrawal'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQ7q7zbfyQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/5m93oUppFQg/s72-Rc/sonystyle-dslr-a900-papercraft-camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-8011082530819048112</id><published>2008-11-03T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:25:10.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Come rain or shine</title><content type='html'>Why does it always, always rain when I have to go to school? It's such a turn-off to look out the window and see it the wind and rain and &lt;i&gt;sun&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My luck is amazingly bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8011082530819048112?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8011082530819048112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8011082530819048112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8011082530819048112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8011082530819048112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-does-it-always-always-rain-when-i.html' title='Come rain or shine'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1481509016033370336</id><published>2008-11-02T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:22:43.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I've been left wondering -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People going for people who are rich&lt;br /&gt;but are in fact downright jerks,&lt;br /&gt;leaving relationships on a whim,&lt;br /&gt;afraid of committment,&lt;br /&gt;more in love the idea of being in love&lt;br /&gt;than just loving and living&lt;br /&gt;and reveling in what&lt;br /&gt;only two people share with each other.&lt;br /&gt;and no one else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did our world become so &lt;i&gt;wrong&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I've just been blind all this while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1481509016033370336?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1481509016033370336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1481509016033370336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1481509016033370336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1481509016033370336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-6658088038119214025</id><published>2008-11-01T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:55:16.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>I don't suppose it's a good idea to be watching 'Air Crash Investigations' a week before I'm due to be flying off for home, especially when you see the looks of helplessness and the idiocy of the turn of events. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they just.. request to return to the airport instead of waiting until the lines get cut off entirely? Doesn't that just make things worse? Like.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the plane crashing&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQsFoaBJjrI/AAAAAAAAAO8/AJsKLBYy0KY/s1600-h/img_4012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQsFoaBJjrI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ghak6_bgi5g/s320-R/img_4012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Halloween! Some college guys came by the house earlier trick or treating! It's a first in the five years that I've been here, this being the fifth. We didn't exactly have any sweets or chocs on hand and that prompted a "not even a biscuit?", which led to Joshua and I sneakily leeching Elycia's shortbread off her and giving it to them (a nearly full packet too!). It was such a laugh and a welcome relief from all the studying that we've been put through lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And horror of horrors! I feel my papercraft addiction resurfacing! Someone stop me from wasting copious amounts of ink and paper! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-6658088038119214025?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/6658088038119214025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=6658088038119214025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6658088038119214025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6658088038119214025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQsFoaBJjrI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ghak6_bgi5g/s72-Rc/img_4012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-4545730848840199753</id><published>2008-10-31T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:42:46.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Happy times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQm4estrFvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/MyZ3lDOvZH8/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQm4estrFvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3m1ajwT7z10/s320-R/DSC01438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times we had together. It's just harder being alone.&lt;br /&gt;Going home will be a welcome relief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-4545730848840199753?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/4545730848840199753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=4545730848840199753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4545730848840199753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4545730848840199753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-times.html' title='Happy times.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQm4estrFvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3m1ajwT7z10/s72-Rc/DSC01438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-268828459921085202</id><published>2008-10-30T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:34:05.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Pondering</title><content type='html'>21 today.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it would be like&lt;br /&gt;if we had still been together.&lt;br /&gt;I could be vindictive&lt;br /&gt;and wish him only pain&lt;br /&gt;and heartache&lt;br /&gt;But it's 21.&lt;br /&gt;And that would be mean.&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-268828459921085202?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/268828459921085202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=268828459921085202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/268828459921085202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/268828459921085202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/pondering.html' title='Pondering'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-4135807540546727503</id><published>2008-10-29T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:21:45.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Little Italy</title><content type='html'>Mummy was just telling me on the phone awhile ago how she has this massive craving for the garlic bread from Little Italy, which in turn triggered this insane longing for a Bushman pasta. She's not the only one that likes the food from there. H is a big fan of their food too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tell you how amazing this 'hole in the wall' place is, run by this burly-looking man who never fails to take your orders with "What can I do for you, love?". Haha.. He seems intimidating at first glance, to be honest, but is actually reaaaally amiable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And postered along the walls are lots of photos! It seems that there are other branches around the world, with the first one in .. (duh).. Italy. One thing that is unique is the chilli meter, where you can order a chilli level ranging anywhere from one to ten. I had level one and it was damn bloody hot loh! Being such a small eater, I usually order a large and share it with Joshua, but he can't tahan the chilli because it gives him the runs, so we omit it altogether. And the food is cheap loh, for Hobart standards. About $10 will get you quite a large portion. They can usually serve fresh within 10 minutes, but if that's too long you can also buy from their ready-made mini pizzas and pastas. Too bad it's only open from Mondays to Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a bushman pasta laaaah. We love it so much that it's the only thing we order when we're there, and Joshua has taken to experimenting at home to see if he can recreate the same taste. He's not gotten there yet, and we think it's possibly the lack of sherry in it that is the problem. I would eat it everyday for a week if I can get that taste right, and maybe end up like a blimp afterwards when I waddle on home. Ohoho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Italy is at:&lt;br /&gt;152 Collins St&lt;br /&gt;Hobart, TAS 7000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sidetrack somewhat, my whole body has been aching something fierce! I didn't exactly do anything intensively laborious at all, so this is just extremely puzzling. I hope I don't get sick, or I can't eat anything nice when I get home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that I shouldn't be getting new clothes before I get home, but I saw this in Just Jeans sometime ago and couldn't resist! Should I? Should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQhQ9yu_jSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/D514viKx0Vg/s1600-h/243836_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQhQ9yu_jSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SJ5mdiNiWwc/s320-R/243836_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so tempted lah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-4135807540546727503?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/4135807540546727503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=4135807540546727503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4135807540546727503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4135807540546727503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-italy.html' title='Little Italy'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQhQ9yu_jSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SJ5mdiNiWwc/s72-Rc/243836_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-3211347793979843756</id><published>2008-10-28T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:19:21.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Uninterested</title><content type='html'>I feel so siaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone motivate me please. Rawrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3211347793979843756?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3211347793979843756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3211347793979843756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3211347793979843756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3211347793979843756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/uninterested.html' title='Uninterested'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1346978893530701908</id><published>2008-10-28T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:42:07.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Wedding Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vqiw-Kqtlr0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/Vqiw-Kqtlr0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1346978893530701908?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1346978893530701908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1346978893530701908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1346978893530701908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1346978893530701908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/wedding-dance.html' title='Wedding Dance'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8391479750108586226</id><published>2008-10-28T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:25:04.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>O-Check Design Graphics</title><content type='html'>I have managed to find the original website of &lt;a href="http://www.o-check.net/"&gt;O-Check&lt;/a&gt;! They are the ones behind those wonderful paper products that I adore (and found) at Inside. Think "Muji" if you're not entirely sure what I mean, only it has prettier stationery. I am absolutely thrilled~ Thank God I don't have a credit card or I might just splurge on everything there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQXKcfs81HI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SsWEwS3VPlM/s1600-h/ocheck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQXKcfs81HI/AAAAAAAAAOk/V1cUKyAwvX4/s320-R/ocheck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can look at the rest of their product line on their &lt;a href="http://www.and-spring.com/"&gt;online store&lt;/a&gt; and drool over your keyboard like me. I'm ecstatic that Inside actually has some of their products, considering this is relatively hard to find unless you order online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8391479750108586226?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8391479750108586226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8391479750108586226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8391479750108586226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8391479750108586226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-check-design-graphics.html' title='O-Check Design Graphics'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQXKcfs81HI/AAAAAAAAAOk/V1cUKyAwvX4/s72-Rc/ocheck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-3543566672349295448</id><published>2008-10-27T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:43:52.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Sizzling hot.</title><content type='html'>My printer is being anal again! It refused to double-side print and I'm running out of paper as well. I need to hand in something really soon too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so frustrated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I've managed to catch up on whatever sleep I missed out on in the past week, and I'm hoping to start this next week all shiny and new and hopefully &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;with a printer that will double-side print my work&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Rawrs. I doubt that glaring at it will do me any good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's blistering hot outside! The temperature is unbelievable. Feels even hotter than Singapore, with the dry still air it's so stifling. I've finally dug out my shorts from my suitcase and chucked the jeans away into the deep recesses of my cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Much much later on)&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the heat has eased off somewhat and a light breeze is starting up. I can only hope that this change in weather doesn't result in a downpour as I will be walking down to Sandy Bay with Joshua and Elycia soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't a joke when people say that you can experience four seasons in one day in Hobart. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Happy Deepavali everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm quite out of touch with Singapore public holidays now, and it never occurred to me that it was Deepavali back home! I didn't think much of H's "my sister isn't working today" or Mum's "Wait, let me get Dad's phone and call you back", and had just written it off as a weekend occurrence, but then it struck me that it was Monday. And so yes lah, you can call me silly and absent-minded if you want, but the fact is that my brain is so busy with 'swotting' at the moment, it doesn't have the mental capacity to register that which aren't important. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But man.. wouldn't it be great if we had as many public holidays as Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3543566672349295448?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3543566672349295448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3543566672349295448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3543566672349295448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3543566672349295448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-printer-is-being-anal-again-it.html' title='Sizzling hot.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1262611561229695082</id><published>2008-10-26T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:33:42.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Inside</title><content type='html'>Went out yesterday after the G &amp;amp; E paper to just take a breather and before popping up at Kerry and Michelle's stall in Salamanca Market, I went walking around in town. There were new things in Inside! I have already gotten a few items (not without first consulting the 'finance minister' of course) that were so adoring that I just couldn't resist! I can't tell you what they are because they're meant to be Christmas presents for some people back home. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQQY4jTVwfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/cZRFSWv44ig/s1600-h/Inside+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQQY4jTVwfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CF9x3tj8lV0/s320-R/Inside+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you recall, I mentioned Inside Home and Gifts before in a previous post when I blantantly displayed my ignorance with regards to Rootote bags. It's one of my favourite shops in Hobart because the products that they stock up on are unique and can't be found in any commonplace store anywhere else in the city. I love love it lah. I wish I could just buy up everything in the store and take it home with me! It's somewhat sad though, because they've decreased some of the cute kids stuff to make way for a L'Occitane en Provence corner and I really loved the hanging fairy/slumber monster lights that used to occupy that space. Too bad I can't get them anymore like I had intented to for my room back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQQY5S44PyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bW7gNIikuAQ/s1600-h/Inside+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQQY5S44PyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/XTLW8Xw4jP4/s320-R/Inside+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute right?! Can someone get me the beanbag from there? I really wanted to get it but the sheer size alone (trying not to think about the hefty pricetag) would find Mummy coming after me when it's time to send my things home. Besides, where would I find the space to pack it into during the holidays? Oh, but I want. The temptation lingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're interested, they're located at :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90 Murray Street&lt;br /&gt;Hobart, Australia, 7000&lt;br /&gt;Ph: 03 62245990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;They even have a Facebook page! O_O!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1262611561229695082?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1262611561229695082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1262611561229695082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1262611561229695082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1262611561229695082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/inside.html' title='Inside'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQQY4jTVwfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CF9x3tj8lV0/s72-Rc/Inside+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-8694456095857266649</id><published>2008-10-26T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:45:31.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Emperor Nasi Goreng</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DvlWQyvEI38&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/DvlWQyvEI38&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8694456095857266649?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8694456095857266649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8694456095857266649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8694456095857266649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8694456095857266649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/emperor-nasi-goreng.html' title='Emperor Nasi Goreng'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-6928533362299766686</id><published>2008-10-25T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:55:53.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Go!</title><content type='html'>I had started this before my paper this morning, but left it festering on my lappy the few hours I was away for the exam. On hindsight it was probably a bad idea to go traipsing into Joshua's room when I got back and asking him about his exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments on paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ThankyouGodforansweringmyprayers!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was challenging, and I thought I was a goner after going through Jim's MCQ section, but thankfully, thankfully,  I was able to get through Greg's section without much fuss. The last (Gustaaf's) question had me stuck for a moment because I KNEW what it was, but couldn't remember enough to get the majority of the marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually went to &lt;i&gt;tikam&lt;/i&gt; the MCQ questions that I wasn't sure of! Better than leaving it blank, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm dead for the paper save for the little consolation that it wasn't as bad as I had thought it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-6928533362299766686?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/6928533362299766686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=6928533362299766686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6928533362299766686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6928533362299766686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/go.html' title='Go!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1639195234235077237</id><published>2008-10-24T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:07:44.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Pretentious</title><content type='html'>Cracks in the armour,&lt;br /&gt;Stains on the pillows.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting stifling,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;The air is thick, it's weighing down.&lt;br /&gt;The desperation bursts forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mean jibes you sent my way hidden beneath saccharine-coated words - did you think I wouldn't notice? I'm old enough to know sarcasm, understand contempt, and let just enough gloss over me to learn from it, but never to forget. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much of you is honest and real?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1639195234235077237?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1639195234235077237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1639195234235077237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1639195234235077237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1639195234235077237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/pretentious.html' title='Pretentious'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-6933538397999499816</id><published>2008-10-23T22:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:01:48.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Neko neko.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQBkiNoGwEI/AAAAAAAAANs/XYnGAlc-FzI/s1600-h/DSC01943%282%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQBkiNoGwEI/AAAAAAAAANs/Nv9l0fSJHDE/s320-R/DSC01943%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From darling Judy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to the two (maybe three) people who read my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting boring simply sitting here and going insane with my EES report so I thought I might as well just put up a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through some blogs that I frequent and guess what I found? It's so clever and I want one like that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQBoqUcDJGI/AAAAAAAAAN0/WLt7fCeAX7o/s1600-h/cat20-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQBoqUcDJGI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dmxsUf2I9t8/s320-R/cat20-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQBpEsZ5FAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/P5n8RZBkwKk/s1600-h/cat21-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQBpEsZ5FAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/FHrWQ9-HgSg/s320-R/cat21-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa~~ It's a house built with cats in mind! The house, by one of Japan's major builders Asahi Kasei, came up with the idea to cater solely to avid cat owners. There's a version for dogs too. This is one house that I definitely want. You can view the details &lt;a href="http://www.asahi-kasei.co.jp/hebel/product/plus/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;-- Click me! Click me!). The website is in Japanese, but you should be able to navigate through it fairly easily.  Joshua just came knocking on my door and had a surprise for me! JOSEPH FROM FOUNDATION YEAR WAS STANDING IN HIS ROOM! I was so ecstatic to see him again! He is such a 'lang zai' now, all slimmed down and all. What's even more of a shock was that he has already graduated and is working! Joshua and I feel so 自卑 right now.  On a side note, I only realised today that Rootote is from Australia (haha.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROO&lt;/span&gt;tote. Go figure). I saw them in Singapore awhile ago in Artbox and then later on again in Inside. It's a shop in Hobart that sells cool, funky and bordering on expensive stuff, but never made the connection. I am such a 'sua ku' lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQLzN0zRb8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/ogJdSVWwoLo/s1600-h/979803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQLzN0zRb8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/ogJdSVWwoLo/s320/979803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261034733559705538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love Rootote's bags for their designs and the only reason I'm not sold is because the material is too stiff for my liking. Might consider the medium-sized ones though. You know how I'm a sucker for big bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right. Back to my report. Bleahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-6933538397999499816?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/6933538397999499816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=6933538397999499816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6933538397999499816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6933538397999499816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/neko-neko.html' title='Neko neko.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SQBkiNoGwEI/AAAAAAAAANs/Nv9l0fSJHDE/s72-Rc/DSC01943%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-5270729428154931944</id><published>2008-10-22T17:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:39:39.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Perhaps</title><content type='html'>By recommendation from Mummy dearest - who's somehow managed to be nearly as IT-savvy as Dad - I am officially hooked onto Olivia Ong's music! I've always loved blues/jazz and her voice is a wonderful twist on songs that I already love (yes lah, I listen to oldies alot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the day has been mundane and dreary and unimaginably boring, I am glad for the little things. Like how my printer that developed some sort of adamant attitude in refusing to double-side print my notes over the past semester finally took pity on me and decided to be less anal for once.&lt;i&gt; Thankyouthankyouthankyou!&lt;/i&gt; And how Mummy never fails to brighten up my day when I need someone to talk to, even though she was bustling through a John Little (70% sale) crowd when I called and had to dig through a massive pile of clothes and fight off other kiasu-I-saw-it-first shoppers with only one free hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is a good thing - because between getting only 3 to 5 hours of sleep and having to deal with going to bed when the sun rises, there isn't really much time for me to just stop and find an outlet to vent/destress/bemoan the horrid rush that is uni life. It's one mad whirlwind after another and the frustration is building and the candles are dying. So thank God for all that is still keeping me going instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;Judy just dropped by with an apple and sultana strudel for me! She is such a darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit no. 2)&lt;br /&gt;H is complaining about not being mentioned, thus the reason for this add-on.&lt;br /&gt;To H: Thank you for all the sweet things that you have been doing to cheer me up lately during this really difficult time. Even though you had to work yesterday and was tired and super hungry when it was all over, you made time for me. ^^&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-5270729428154931944?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/5270729428154931944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=5270729428154931944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5270729428154931944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5270729428154931944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/perhaps.html' title='Perhaps'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-5466183848278417616</id><published>2008-10-20T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:42:04.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Warming up</title><content type='html'>Right now, at this very moment, I am so looking forward to Christmas! With all the Christmas-y things sold everywhere right now, how can you not look forward to it? The lights, the music, the giving, the love of the season just makes my insides turn to warm gooey mush and it's such a warm wonderful feeling. I just want to do a little dance and twirl around in excited anticipation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I've sort of got my workload for the next 19 days cut out for me already. It's already beginning to pile up around my ears in boredom from just sitting around my room. Paraphernalia that need to go into boxes are just lying around literally &lt;i&gt;begging&lt;/i&gt; to be packed into boxes. How can I resist? (Oh Mum, if you saw my room now..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a crazy whirlwind of things happening all at once! I'm just gonna cross my fingers and pray it all works out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-5466183848278417616?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/5466183848278417616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=5466183848278417616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5466183848278417616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5466183848278417616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/warming-up.html' title='Warming up'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-3822081220468131493</id><published>2008-10-19T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:09:21.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Desperately lacking.</title><content type='html'>Argh! It's seven and I haven't finished my module report yet because I keep getting distracted and sidetracked by funny articles and stupid stuff online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a slacker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3822081220468131493?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3822081220468131493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3822081220468131493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3822081220468131493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3822081220468131493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/desperately-lacking.html' title='Desperately lacking.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8212416900069838455</id><published>2008-10-18T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:14:03.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Sweating your worries away.</title><content type='html'>With three upcoming examinations, a major assignment and classes during swotvac, it's presumably a pretty hectic three weeks to come. So why does it feel like holiday-ing mode already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savoy with Elycia and Hui Qun today, and I have finally gotten out into the bright sunshine and baked myself like a hot potato. A whopping 27 degrees and I am loving it! Away with the clouds and crank up the heat with sun sun and vitamin D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually rained hippos last night and the sky was all grey and gloom and impending rain. We dragged ourselves out of bed at an ungodly 8am before throwing lazy bums out the door to get down the hill in time for the bus to town. Didn't expect the skies to clear up but by the time we were done sweating our late night meals off, the weather was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that, relaxing time, though fun and definitely soothing in its own way is over, and it's back to mugging for my papers starting today week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8212416900069838455?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8212416900069838455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8212416900069838455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8212416900069838455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8212416900069838455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweating-your-worries-away.html' title='Sweating your worries away.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-2925631125233925608</id><published>2008-10-17T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:54:08.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Get set</title><content type='html'>And the last day of this semester two is officially over, and I have finally gotten over the horror that was the practical exam today. After spending the night squinting at fishes on a computer screen and going mad pulling out my hair over printing errors in excel, all I really want to do is crawl into bed. But alas, with the EES essay on the line, and my first paper next saturday, I can't exactly afford the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only light at the end of the tunnel is the flight home at the end of it all! Followed by nail-biting anxious anticipation of exam results come end of the month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-2925631125233925608?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2925631125233925608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2925631125233925608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2925631125233925608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2925631125233925608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-set.html' title='Get set'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-7688973757909336836</id><published>2008-10-17T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:44:50.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Walking zombie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SPduEw3CjXI/AAAAAAAAANk/zbm_b4BKsr0/s1600-h/Legionella.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SPduEw3CjXI/AAAAAAAAANk/0j4sVQ9oqdE/s320-R/Legionella.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have officially (though only just partially) screwed up my micro practical exam. Which is a nightmare in itself, because it was actually the easy-peasy sort that you can't afford to screw up. The theory section anyway. It wasn't an entirely bad experience in itself, considering I remembered how the methods worked, but who cares if you can't remember what the godforsaken method is called?! And so my lecturer/examiner/whoever has the misfortune of assessing my paper will be reading odd sentences such as "the method that 'punches' holes in the cell walls of bacteria" and such and probably laugh his ass off. If that person ends up to be Tom Ross (unit coordinator), I think I'll die of embarrassment and never want to see daylight again. At least I can be fairly confident of my technique! But it's only a miserable 16 marks loh. I hope I streaked out the right culture though. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's half past three in the morning now. My brain gave up, shut down and crawled under the covers some two hours ago, and I'm still here squinting at my lappy screen trying to measure fish (yes. FISH. Wth right.). My second and last practical exam of the semester will be starting in less than 12 hours and all I know is that my eyeballs are on the verge of teetering on the edge of the orbit in my skull, popping out and rolling off the keys of my lappy. Not something difficult to imagine when you've done disgusting dissections like I have. I'm still cringing from the stench of the wallaby dissection from last week. That reminds me - photos from that dissection aren't up yet, but I think I can hold it off and save you all the trouble of being grossed out anytime soon. Especially since it was a wallaby that had its face blasted off by a gunshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I shall end off this post and crawl under the covers to join my brain, before I collapse and die where I sit. Which isn't really what I want, considering this table isn't a really comfortable place to die on anyway, and the chair is making my bum ache from sitting so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dOicey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7688973757909336836?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7688973757909336836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7688973757909336836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7688973757909336836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7688973757909336836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-i-might-have-officially-though.html' title='Walking zombie'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SPduEw3CjXI/AAAAAAAAANk/0j4sVQ9oqdE/s72-Rc/Legionella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1952570630589916736</id><published>2008-10-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:59:06.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't focus. I'm so distracted. Which is not a good thing considering my first practical exam is in less than 24 hours. I can't concentrate at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand this horrible feeling welling up inside, and I haven't actually felt like this in a long long time. But I do, and I just feel like throwing a pillow or something. It's everything! The cumulation of everything that makes me feel so tight inside and I can't let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to walk it off. I feel so cooped up! I'm miserable and frustrated and altogether too upset with myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus lah you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1952570630589916736?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1952570630589916736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1952570630589916736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1952570630589916736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1952570630589916736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-focus.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-185843397168504042</id><published>2008-10-14T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:12:04.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Ready..</title><content type='html'>I was so internet-deprived over the weekend that it left me absolutely morose and depressed and unable to do my assignments without whining about it every step of the way. Literally, because I had to stomp my way down to Life Sciences just when I had decided to return my moronic access card. Never again am I returning that blasted piece of plastic before exams are officially over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be the last week of semester two, during which I still have a last module report to hand in, and two practical exams before my first theory paper next saturday. Just saying that makes my skin crawl, and the dread that I have been attempting to keep at bay is slowly (but surely) creeping its way into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. HATE. EXAMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-185843397168504042?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/185843397168504042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=185843397168504042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/185843397168504042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/185843397168504042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/ready.html' title='Ready..'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-7156744040311930874</id><published>2008-10-01T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:29:36.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a thought:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes while thinking back on the past, I wonder if I should feel bitter about how things started, how they soured, and how they ended. Yet, I'm not. I no longer look back with pain and heartache and how at one point I wished with a vengeance that his balls would just rot and fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a day of many noteworthy happenings! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A public holiday back home in which I very unfortunately, am unable to partake in. RAWR. At least I don't really have classes today. RJ's trip was cancelled at the last minute so I didn't meet him. Okay, that one isn't exactly noteworthy, but more of something that just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, HAPPY BIRTHDAY PATRICIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SOMmwxCeqNI/AAAAAAAAANc/DTQY9X08hwc/s1600-h/DSC01163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SOMmwxCeqNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zbu6PZIiHkc/s320-R/DSC01163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7156744040311930874?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7156744040311930874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7156744040311930874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7156744040311930874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7156744040311930874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-thought-sometimes-while-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SOMmwxCeqNI/AAAAAAAAANc/zbu6PZIiHkc/s72-Rc/DSC01163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-5797846204853671597</id><published>2008-09-30T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:38:53.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>We can go dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvRNCaPJJ6Q&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&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/kvRNCaPJJ6Q&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-5797846204853671597?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/5797846204853671597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=5797846204853671597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5797846204853671597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/5797846204853671597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-can-go-dancing.html' title='We can go dancing'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-3001204315544843349</id><published>2008-09-29T18:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:10:59.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine and her boyfriend broke up about a day or so ago, and I was suddenly brought back to this time last year. Those months of misery, frustration, pain. Heartache. When you're with your loved one, and you hear about such things happening, the worry probably flashes past for a moment, but you probably never ever dream that it might actually happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the tears fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-3001204315544843349?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/3001204315544843349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=3001204315544843349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3001204315544843349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/3001204315544843349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/friend-of-mine-and-her-boyfriend-broke.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-1030132718226426726</id><published>2008-09-28T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:46:14.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Birthday madness</title><content type='html'>And the verdict is that only 2 people read my blog~ The 2 YLs! Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from yesterday~ I think the 3 of us went a bit mad at Castle Zayee (wonder what's with the weird name) and their dim sum! It was much better than most places I've been to eat in Hobart so far. Contented and obnoxiously full. It's as if it was "Eat to your heart's content" day lah.. Dinner at Orizuru was delightful too! 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SN8K4tjzsLI/AAAAAAAAANE/nGXAfzzOR7w/s1600-h/DSC01870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SN8K4tjzsLI/AAAAAAAAANE/eBJROQEwCsE/s320-R/DSC01870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1030132718226426726?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1030132718226426726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1030132718226426726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1030132718226426726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1030132718226426726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-madness.html' title='Birthday madness'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SN8IO-RwdtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/KCQD1EQcs-w/s72-Rc/DSC01811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-6647573590878179116</id><published>2008-09-26T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:19:21.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Peektures!</title><content type='html'>Somewhat pic-heavy.&lt;br /&gt;And not very pleasant if you're intending to eat soon. Don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYJnHVQMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/UYDKKklJABo/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYJnHVQMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-XyLDu2FssU/s320-R/DSC01794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my super emaciated fish - Smellie the Barracouta! (Yes, I know it's supposed to be 'my fish and I' laaah).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzWVpWyYiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4__Qb3Fj7Ag/s1600-h/DSC01773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzWVpWyYiI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Hx1Svm7qKsE/s320-R/DSC01773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entire view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzWuthe6DI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-_TBqvd6ux4/s1600-h/DSC01777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzWuthe6DI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TIgtcnamH8s/s320-R/DSC01777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smellie (front view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzXJ2FOPGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/dotwD_Scd0g/s1600-h/DSC01779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzXJ2FOPGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KRHXueuff40/s320-R/DSC01779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin and his Cod - da zui ba. (and it's really a super big mouth loh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzXYykikRI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XIvsQN6IHrk/s1600-h/DSC01784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzXYykikRI/AAAAAAAAAJU/b66KeHH_amY/s320-R/DSC01784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian and his 'Phant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzXioJZufI/AAAAAAAAAJc/v7_V9pMxyTU/s1600-h/DSC01787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzXioJZufI/AAAAAAAAAJc/QU-MhCFAu7I/s320-R/DSC01787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parasites off Ian's fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzXvuv5l2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gDKd_myD_ww/s1600-h/DSC01788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzXvuv5l2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/x-Os7p0-58Q/s320-R/DSC01788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa! Ian's elephant fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzX210O-eI/AAAAAAAAAJs/iMS3nbc5m6g/s1600-h/DSC01792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzX210O-eI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CwkbgOAG3J0/s320-R/DSC01792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the gill arches, along with gill rakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYQJv7bNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/D_R9Ujnyhws/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYQJv7bNI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6x8mxTqz5fE/s320-R/DSC01797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach contents up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYYv0qqEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iJaI47ruKLg/s1600-h/DSC01798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYYv0qqEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KE64FQuzM10/s320-R/DSC01798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzZKM57uvI/AAAAAAAAAKk/m_4m8GXPbgs/s1600-h/DSC01807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzZKM57uvI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TKpoK9FqggQ/s320-R/DSC01807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two little fish found along the digestive tract of my barracouta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYpcVIunI/AAAAAAAAAKM/s3u6a88VXxU/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYpcVIunI/AAAAAAAAAKM/bmvrTwQPXzY/s320-R/DSC01803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more codfish for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYvxkzwbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yC--J0i3tqo/s1600-h/DSC01804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYvxkzwbI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Q8EcIVP1WqY/s320-R/DSC01804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cod up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzY_XudkFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XDrIO5MK-Do/s1600-h/DSC01806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzY_XudkFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nKVG5ba0ZM4/s320-R/DSC01806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smelliest stomach contacts I've ever been in contact with (from Ian's elephant fish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzZRx7muTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/G_WtBUqhX_I/s1600-h/DSC01808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzZRx7muTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sTkEZrL-omQ/s320-R/DSC01808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually alot of fun, and I even went to get another fish (a flathead) but my camera was out of batt before I could take a photo of it. Might leech them off Alvin when I can get them. We even hacked open a puffer fish~! Nearly broke Peter's pair of large dissecting scissors, but we managed to find something in its gut - little shrimp~ Honestly though, if that marine micro prac made me swear off oysters until sometime next year, this practical is going to put me off my greek roast for a considerable amount of time! Why are all my practicals seafood related?! The only item left on the plate that hasn't been dissected yet is that miserable piece of scallop, and even then I've already seen a miserable slimy one floating in a bottom of formaldehyde in the lab last week. I can still smell the lingering pungent odour of fish. Off to wash my labcoat and myself before I die from the inhalation of various fishy scents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-6647573590878179116?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/6647573590878179116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=6647573590878179116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6647573590878179116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/6647573590878179116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/peektures.html' title='Peektures!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNzYJnHVQMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-XyLDu2FssU/s72-Rc/DSC01794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-4819483358646066578</id><published>2008-09-26T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:17:08.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Exam timetable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNxUKrzD8cI/AAAAAAAAAI0/uWNDHz2pWmE/s1600-h/Picture+5%281%29.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNxUKrzD8cI/AAAAAAAAAI0/T04xaszHgFU/s320-R/Picture+5%281%29.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-4819483358646066578?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/4819483358646066578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=4819483358646066578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4819483358646066578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4819483358646066578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/exam-timetable.html' title='Exam timetable'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNxUKrzD8cI/AAAAAAAAAI0/T04xaszHgFU/s72-Rc/Picture+5%281%29.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-8671183314096491341</id><published>2008-09-26T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:08:36.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>"Sweetheart, that's our building burning right there."</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if it's bad luck or good fortune but there was a fire drill today when I was down for marine micro prac! Was practically shuffled off to the grassy area near TUU and it was fantastic weather to just sit out there and chat with my classmates. We were like &lt;i&gt;Tiliqua nigrolutea&lt;/i&gt; basking out there (inside joke), and praying hard that we'd get the afternoon off, but no lah. I think our luck ran out and we were all marched back into the dismal lab to look at our previous oyster concoction and count pungent bacteria. I'm not sure if it's our technique or that we had super clean oysters but we had such few counts! Off by a factor of ten compared to the rest of the class, and all the lecturer did was to laugh and shrug it off with "that's biology for you. Ha. Ha. Ha.". I think the previous micro pracs were much more interesting and engaging. Confusing, yes, but definitely fun. I want my demonstrators back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the thought of knowing what my exam timetable will be like is making me a little nervous. It's both good and bad lah. It's going to be horrid knowing exactly when your horrible fate is sealed and how long you have to get all the junk in your room packed up and stored, but it's also a wonderful feeling once it ends because it's HOME HOME HOME HOME! And nothing beats home after having seriously slogged the semester out and burnt a million gazillion bottles of midnight oil and all the spare candles you've got. Now the only thing between me and that (insert name of food here) is the stupid fact that I have classes from 9am on and I can't actually do anything until 11am! Rawrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to book my flights tomorrow laaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after sifting through my numerous photos from that night out with Judy and Pat, I've finally found a decent night shot of Salamanca! I wish I had a camera that could take nice night scenes but alas, I don't. So it's my Sony baby and me for now until I can find (and pay for) a better camera. But for now, this is more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me that I have a fish dissection practical tomorrow and I should go make some space in my camera for more disgustingly grotesque photos that I can put up here to gross people out. As if there are many people who actually read this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so curious. Exactly who reads this blog and how often?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8671183314096491341?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8671183314096491341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8671183314096491341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8671183314096491341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8671183314096491341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweetheart-thats-our-building-burning.html' title='&quot;Sweetheart, that&apos;s our building burning right there.&quot;'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1545051495868726706</id><published>2008-09-22T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:19:19.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>And when I say lately I'm probably referring to the past 4 years that I've spent on this boring island, I've been reading a lot of other blogs lately. Why? Probably because I'm bored to tears. Between my assignments that have been piling in the way rubbish accumulates in the dump, and trying to squeeze in time to study, I probably have nothing else to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;The rest is a rant. Really. It is a rant. I feel this overwhelming urge to &lt;i&gt;blah&lt;/i&gt; something here because I'm feeling somewhat irritable at not being to satiate my ever-increasing food cravings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what on earth do you expect from living halfway up a mountain where public transport is practically non-existent? Okay so it's not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; non-existent, but who on earth bothers to walk up and down this bloody hill just so that they can get to town. The walk back up dissipates the mood lah. Mackers doesn't even deliver.. Do they even realise the potential that could be unleashed if even ONE branch of Macs offers delivery to lazy-assed students like us?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not why I mentioned the blogs. Some blogs that I've read are really interesting. Take&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.dayswithmyfather.com/"&gt;Days with My Father&lt;/a&gt; by Philip Toledano, for example. I probably would never ever have seen this if I hadn't been clicking through random blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me - I am so photo-deprived on my mac lappy laaaaaah. I seriously need to do something about transferring all those cam-whoring moments onto this mac or I think I will go mad from going back and forth just to look at photos. Can't anyone do something about my printer driver so that I can save the time not having to transfer stuff to my acer everytime I want to print something?! Printing from my mac runs through ink cartridges like a thirsty person drinking water - in vast copious quantities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile (and this is the reason behind the rant to begin with), I had planned to cook at 6 tonight, as I had this massive craving for laksa after talking to H last night about my food list for when I get home in a few weeks. It's a minute to 8 now, and not even a single cooked laksa noodle is in sight! That crazed annoying gay laughter is ringing in my ears, and I feel hard-pressed not to just slam the corridor door in his face. Why do they also spoil my plans when the urge to eat surfaces, especially when these cravings seldom waltz past my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of eating cakes and sweet things to fill my stomach! I want something hot! I want noodles! I want... (wait.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNdt2HaDzKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Q4zWsimga_w/s1600-h/singapore_laksa_secret.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNdt2HaDzKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/guILzWg2Da8/s320-R/singapore_laksa_secret.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My steaming piping hot bowl of laksa! Someone stop me from drooling all over my keyboard from laksa-induced hunger please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Just the thought of them still outside and that psycho evil annoyance A (person shall remain anonymous). I know A (another A) can cook damn well, but does he have to turn this place into some bistro/cafe/restaurant/hang-out place where they use it for hours on end, and invite people over EVERY SINGLE NIGHT? Plus telly time too. My goodness, they pay the same amount as everyone else living here, so why do they make it seem like they own this place? If you want to be really specific, we've been living here for longer loh. So up yours! Hmpht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1545051495868726706?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1545051495868726706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1545051495868726706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1545051495868726706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1545051495868726706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNdt2HaDzKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/guILzWg2Da8/s72-Rc/singapore_laksa_secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1180884687768518867</id><published>2008-09-21T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:04:41.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>The bane of my existence</title><content type='html'>Is (surprise surprise), the INTERNET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. I need to focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXxMTliuYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/21wgAZaqABI/s1600-h/DSC01029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXxMTliuYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wARJy2dVWUI/s320-R/DSC01029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXw9yaPgdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/_yaJHurU-Bs/s1600-h/DSC01010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXw9yaPgdI/AAAAAAAAAIE/90C1wc_y808/s320-R/DSC01010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXw10MVpBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wIW4z7SZDqI/s1600-h/DSC01011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXw10MVpBI/AAAAAAAAAH8/o_U2bm6GXKg/s320-R/DSC01011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXwypZ7x-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/MwWmgS82w6g/s1600-h/DSC00998.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXwypZ7x-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/f5Jo2_X8KR8/s320-R/DSC00998.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from my Salamanca rampage with Pat and Judy! I absolutely adore my friends loh. More fatty foodie goodness next saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Back to my assignment. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1180884687768518867?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1180884687768518867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1180884687768518867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1180884687768518867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1180884687768518867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/bane-of-my-existence.html' title='The bane of my existence'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SNXxMTliuYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wARJy2dVWUI/s72-Rc/DSC01029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-1155805922301549982</id><published>2008-09-19T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:27:05.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Ramble ramble</title><content type='html'>So feel free to not read this if you're not interested, because I just feel like being mentally dysfunctional and mumble on about my day to destress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the better part of today bemoaning the terrible state of my affairs, of which many are assigments that I have to complete (and due monday!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Patricia for lunch and we complained about how unis back home have way better facilities when it comes down to providing food for poor miserable students like us. I mean, come on, even polytechnics have better food than us loh. Upon closer inspection, we have also deduced that the menu at the Ref has not change in the four years I've been at uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it seems that Judy, Patricia and I are a somewhat bad combination - we're all indecisive, fickle-minded people! Which means that we can never ever fully decide on anything! Currently, that is not a very good thing because we have been trying to pull together a series of activities that we might be able to do for Patricia's upcoming 21st, and all we've had is a lot of "you decide"s and "whatever you want loh"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you were wondering - YES, that is exactly how my assumed "pre-planned" birthday day turned out too, and we just wandered around after having a cuppa until we got tired and eliminated things we didn't feel like eating anymore, thus ending up at Ball and Chain.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible frustration and exasperation ensues. Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-1155805922301549982?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/1155805922301549982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=1155805922301549982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1155805922301549982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/1155805922301549982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramble-ramble.html' title='Ramble ramble'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-2960630608079929161</id><published>2008-09-15T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:48:21.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Because I was bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SM5k0InVDmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6lrX1EODyqE/s1600-h/DSC01764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SM5k0InVDmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IH884VlHBjk/s320-R/DSC01764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing good ever comes out of boredom, and too many cups of tea, while trying to rack one's brains for gorilla-esque expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would have put up the photos from the weekend except I am such a lazy ass lately that anything involving transferring and organising files more than once just totally puts me off. So in case the lot of you (of which I suspect there are still very few) are wondering exactly what the "weekend photos" are, Patricia, Judy and I headed down to Ball and Chain for steak on saturday night for a little early birthday meal, followed by cheesecake at the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly tell you that I was absolutely bowled over on friday after coming back from a laboriously long practical class to find a note stuck to my door and a cakebox in the fridge with my name on it. Surprises of surprises! And today I got a parcel from Ka! I am one happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gleefully delighted at the idea that I've not been forgotten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-2960630608079929161?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/2960630608079929161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=2960630608079929161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2960630608079929161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/2960630608079929161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/because-i-was-bored.html' title='Because I was bored.'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SM5k0InVDmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IH884VlHBjk/s72-Rc/DSC01764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-7450413459853929843</id><published>2008-09-08T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:46:38.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Savoy Baths</title><content type='html'>I had heard about Savoy Baths for awhile, and even walked past it all the time in the past few years that I've been going to town. So since we had time to spare, H and I decided to get our asses down to that place in Elizabeth St. to try it out. $22 for use of their heated pool, steam and dry heat rooms and bubbling pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaaaaaaaaaaamn nice loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos because we can't actually bring cameras in there, and ours aren't waterproof (duh) anyway. Lots of photo-whoring lately but they're mostly on H's camera. Whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SMVEW9HrlZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/55UF7sDOKO0/s1600-h/abo_home_big_img_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img ad="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SMVEW9HrlZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BxfdtJhY90w/s320-R/abo_home_big_img_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savoy Baths&lt;br /&gt;38 Elizabeth St Hobat&lt;br /&gt;GPO Box 204&lt;br /&gt;Hobart TAS 7001&lt;br /&gt;Ph: 03 62241586&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-7450413459853929843?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.savoybaths.com.au/' title='Savoy Baths'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/7450413459853929843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=7450413459853929843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7450413459853929843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/7450413459853929843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/09/savoy-baths.html' title='Savoy Baths'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRW0CdmQRPY/SMVEW9HrlZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BxfdtJhY90w/s72-Rc/abo_home_big_img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6139592.post-10232789700996518</id><published>2008-08-21T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:11:19.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Revelation</title><content type='html'>Maybe it's the way things have come together, or maybe it's that I've a fantastic demonstrator, or maybe it's that despite the heaps of craziness of numerous projects each week, I enjoy what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've really come to like marine micro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-10232789700996518?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/10232789700996518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=10232789700996518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/10232789700996518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/10232789700996518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/08/revelation.html' title='Revelation'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-8053353724876756790</id><published>2008-08-17T05:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:49:11.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>Christ College -around the world- Ball</title><content type='html'>It's 5:43am in the morning. Music blaring and people shouting. The pounding drumbeats, pulling of guitar strings, the electric twang keep resonating. The drunkeness and singing, the crazed dancing and swaying, hips grinding and gyrating against each other in the heat (stranger or not), despite the frigid cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 hours, 3 meals, 3 live bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I remembered where I put those blasted earplugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6139592-8053353724876756790?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/8053353724876756790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=8053353724876756790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8053353724876756790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/8053353724876756790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/08/christ-college-around-world-ball.html' title='Christ College -around the world- Ball'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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-6139592.post-4947180353688904531</id><published>2008-08-08T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:37:36.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobart'/><title type='text'>080808 @ 0808!</title><content type='html'>I managed to relocate my entire "network" out into the kitchen/living room area where I am currently blogging from after hogging the table space. Shamelessly utilising this place with Elycia and Joshua (after aforementioned invasion) so we can watch the Beijing 2008 Olympics opening ceremony~ As well as to do our 'group assignment' and get our present for Mang Nee done before her graduation ceremony tomorrow morning. I wonder if we'll be able to get up in time. Bleaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I set up a wireless connection from my mac so Joshua and Elycia are also hooked onto my internet and are surfing the web as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tele-time now. More later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2:30 am)&lt;br /&gt;The opening ceremony was FANTASTIC! I absolutely loved it! My goodness~ I have never seen such a spectacular opening ceremony for the Olympics before. This one wins hands-down man. Everything was nearly perfect, even down to the synchronising of the performers, and the ideas behind each feature was so well thought out. Breathtaking~ Woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere near done with Mang Nee's present yet, but at least the decorations are done. Only photos left. Will put up the photos when I get them uploaded to my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the group assignment~&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/6139592-4947180353688904531?l=bernyleo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/feeds/4947180353688904531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6139592&amp;postID=4947180353688904531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4947180353688904531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6139592/posts/default/4947180353688904531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bernyleo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-managed-to-relocate-my-entire-network.html' title='080808 @ 0808!'/><author><name>Joyce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15974030540605236487</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>
