Goodness sake! Gunbound gonna start charging us for buying its avatar. No more gold usage. It's a piece of good news! No more new avatars to look forward to --> no motivation to play --> play for rank? --> Nah. there's more rank-fanatic guild members --> quit guild --> close account --> end of my gb history --> focus on study --> 4As for collection (My foot!)

But just in case, i have just spent all the gold from other accounts to buy stuffs for Boy01.

OMG. I feel so so OLD after trying to figure out my way with Trillian's IRC chat along with my younger sis's guidance. I have tried so many times connecting to the servers, and each time, there's no response. Hard to believe that I'm used to be an IRC fanatic who chalked up hefty Internet bill every month during secondary school days. I still remember how 'chaotic' i got when some angmo strikes up a chat with me.

I exit out of the channel as soon i saw the name list on the right side. Nothing much interest me.

Don't you just want to do this to someone sometime?


The more i see, the more i laugh. Puzzled...

Finally it's over. It's time to get my hard earn relaxing nap. My first interview isn't as scary as what i thought. I would want to write about it but my current state of mind is so cluttered. I can't even remember what the first question's being asked. All i know that there is a second round of interview (have to read up on TCP/IP, IDS, firewalls).

Okie off to remove the sucky caking on my face. Yike i simply hate makeup.

This has been spinning round and round on my laptop for days.

After the career fair at mpsh which was a downright disappointment, me and MY went window shopping at orchard. Got one gal approach us on the street to sell some perfumes which said to "have to be flown in from oversea and selling at $25 instead of $90 during this promotion period" She spray some on our hand, and i smelled, "Nothing special about the smell". I think I was too dazed by Clinique Happy sprayed strip given out during my last cosmestic lecture even up till now, to notice anything special about this fragrance.

I wanted to leave but then the girl seem too hyper to stop her incessant talking. Then out of sudden she asked us " Have you got a boyfriend". We two stared back with a blank blank look. Don't know how to answer. This is a holy shit question to ask two old singles who never have boyfriends in their entire life. Just as I was about to lie, the promoter continued " No boyfriend? How can it be? So pretty. If don't have, then me with such face can't find one liao..."

Flattered, but don't feel like buying your perfume. I'm not perfume person. Just then got a male promoter came in and started to talk...but MY is smart to say "I'm not interested" and we finally got off.

Anyway I don't like such a way of marketing products. They alway said they won't take more than a minute, it's usually one big lie. A waste of my time and what my sis would call "a great irritant". If i see such people approaching me, I just wave my hands, smile and siam. My mum's better. She totally ignored them. If got promoters come to our table in hawker centre, my mum and dad would just go on talking and refuse to acknowlege their presense and I will be blushing badly as the promoters would throw a dirty look and mouth bad to other promoters.

Sheesh. We meet another one at orchard mrt station but this time round, we just kept walking ahead. We got approached the third time when walking home from TP mrt station. Strangely this time, we stopped.

Cuz' the guy is cute. He's a Singnet promoter. Oh gosh, he was looking at me. That was what i keep thinking in my mind. Damn my hormone's kicking in. But too bad, he didn't talk for long since we're already singnet subscriber. It's only when we are a distance away from him, it occurs to me that why didn't i ask for his number. He has all the criterias. He's tall, look cool with korean small eyes and not exactly overwhelming handsome. Aiyo, i sould like a pervert man! Why am I getting so desperado these days? So unlike the usual reserved me. Maybe because I'm approaching 22 and still not yet found a boyfriend bah.

Anyway, if any company want to promote their products on the street, I would advise they better find those who scores in look department.

I'm a super big sotong today.

I was having my calculus lab when my handphone rang. The number starts with 746- and I thought it belong to one of my friends call Gina, cos she called me from home last week and her number is similar. So i picked up and straightaway say "Hello Gina!"

"Good afternoon, may i speak to Ashley. I'm from...." At this moment i really thought why Gina so strange. What's all that formality for? And I'm too thick to realise that she called me "Ashley". Usually, my friends would go by my dialect name. So i thought this gina must have been up to something but that sound absurb!

I interrupted "Hey Gina, how come huh you so formal out of sudden" with a yaya-tone that you only hear when I'm talking to friends. Then the girl on other end said, "No, I'm not Gina. I'm Ester, Senior manager of HR deptment from XXX company."

....

I quickly quipped "Oh sorry i thought you're one my friend" But her voice sound like Gina's. Even YY say so. Oh gosh, I was so down right embarassed and feel like I'm in a deep shit trouble. have not yet interview but already gave bad impression. My friends burst out with laughter when i told them it's the HR woman whom we met at that security career talk some weeks ago. I have been called to come down for an interview next Wednesday. Can you believe it? Just as I get started up on my study gear now, out of the sudden I still have to prepare myself for this.

The moment I heard is interview, my hands were so freaking cold. I never have the real interview unless you counted the 15 min session that i had when i worked as temp in an insurance company. Oh boy, and this one is one hour long. I dunno how am i gonna survive it. The images of red carpet and one whole row of panelist waiting there to grill me alive, begin to flash through my mind. Am I been paranoid? I calm myself by telling me not to fuss so much about it cos I can treat this as a real life interview lesson.

But the package is attractive. It put on a great start on my career path working as an IT security support specialist and best of all, we can get to go oversea for training. Oh man, that is great isn't it. Got this guy told us that he went to new zealand for training and at the same time, get to see the places where the shooting of LOTR was. Shiok man.

But then I doubt I can cling the job. The IT guy told us that they would ask us more on technical knowledge so first of all, I have to pick up my networking book which I had just sold off few weeks ago and that means another trip to the school library and recap on computer security knowleage which i read last semester. So much things and I can only do this within one day. Secondly, when come to oral session, I can't perform. I can't talk strategically without giving me some time to think first. Unlilke Ms. C whose tongue's so glib. I think hers performance gonna put me down badly.

Nevertheless, wish me luck for this wednesday.

I finally got a short break after handing in my work at 12pm just now, before sloughing again for another test next week. Ever since last tuesday, i have not been sleeping well, alway in bed at 4-5am and up at 11pm. I knew that I gonna be busy because of this project so one week before I told myself to stay off gunbound and friendster. Despite that, I still have to piang till the last minute of the deadline. Mind you, i haven't slept a wink yet unless you counted those mini unconscious lapses on the buses just now. The pimples are popping out all over my forehead as a result. There is even a big one on my lip. First time leh!

Got a couple of friends telling me my project webby "heng mei". Hmm..IMO only the header got that e-commerce look. The rest looks damn plain with only tables and simple fonts. Why do they make a fuss over it? Told them that and they still got that awe look. This is just phase 1 and we all work on it like hell. Can't imagine how it going to be where phase 2 is implementing the server side application and completing the entire webfront.

Tonight gonna play a few rounds of gb with MY to make up for the days of my absentees. She's getting abit bored without me around. Alway complaining how sian blah blah...I also getting sick of it.

Now taking my time off to reply that 15 messages in friendster inbox while waiting for my hair to dry before napping. Their server was super slow. Most messages are from unknown guys who are fooled by my fakey pic. Just tweak the lighting and the hue, a "mei nu" materalise. In real life, I look 10 times worse than that Mok Xiao Ling. I can't believe that there are guys who actually go through the whole list of friends' friends' friend's to look for pretty gal to be added into their list (for ego purpose? So that people think "wow how you know so many mei nu" "Cos i'm shuai mah!"). No wonder the server so slow.

I'm still awake. Feel like plucking all my hair out when those stubborn Jscripts refuse to work on to my specification.

Why in the hell that i DIDN'T know that my idol was here yesterday for MTV asia award. Godamn! Should have gone along with my dad. Busy workload isn't an excuse for missing this hard-to-come opportunity to shake hand with my idol.

By the way, the pink shirt(?) that michelle branch wore totally suck! It make her act so rigid and she doesn't have enough boobs to carry it off.

Heck, my newest fasination is photoblogs hopping.

$200 for a bouquet of roses is a downright foolish investment. The one who is truly happy is the florist.

Just another day to stay home and sulk...

Today is just another perfect day to stay in and listen to Jazz rather than seeing those gals showing off their overpriced roses.

'Perch' 5 long-hair girls on a high bench at a bus-stop during daylight, best if one of them wearing mini-jean-skirt. Bound to have traffic accidents. I counted 8 drivers who turned and oggled, while waiting for my school bus. And one almost veered off the lane. Phew, the traffic is not yet heavy.

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On my way home just now, I met a pervert on bus. As usual, i made my way to the window side of rear end. While I'm nearly dozing off, a guy with a durain hairstyle, in a blue office shirt came and sat beside me. I carried on my dozing in and out until I feel that that guy leaned on my right arm. What the hell was he trying to do? There's no one sitting on the other side and must he sit that close to me? Mind you, he's not big size, most probably shorter than me.

I feel something is wrong with this guy but I refuse to sqeeze in to the edge because I know the moment I shift, he'll shift in too. I put on a fierce scrowl and folded my arms across just in case he want to 'accidentally' brush across my breasts. Chi Ko Pek! Luckily he's wearing long sleeves or else there would be direct contact. Can't think of it. YIKE!!!

I began to plan how to get back at this guy. At one point when I felt like sneezing, i turned to his direction but then it doesn't really come on. Then, I decided that I gonna step his foot hard with all my weight fully pivoted on my heels when alighting.

A handphone rang and it's not mine. The guy cleverly lean more on me just to get his handphone outta his right pocket. And now his leg could touch mine. Y'ill! I keep telling myself, "REN3", just one more stop, i will be able to carry out my vindictive act. By the way, I was sitting 25 degree from the upright position to minimise contact and imagine i'm doing that for like 10 min. My arm ache liao.

Just right at the stop before mine, that cheeky pig-brain seems to know my secret plan and alighted! DUH!!!!!You could imagine the look on my face while staring into his back. as he trotted out to the front. As that pig-brain tapped his card, he looked back at me and gave me that sneering tiko look. DUH.

Maybe next time the better way to shift in and quickly dump my huge bag in between, before that tiko can shift in. Or best if I start digging my nose and shooting those little golds in his direction.

Simple games are alway nice to play. Here's one. My highest record is
Tell me yours!

Mum is terribly sick today. No one cooks for me. Oh, don't bother to think i should cook. I don't even know how to switch on the stove. So i ate this for my lunch.

Pretty gross picture. Anyway I like to eat my burger this way. So what's yours?

I dunno why every morning at 8 am must have so many planes zooming here and there. They alway do not fail to wake me up abruptly. Everytime they start to do that, i will begin to pray that one of these planes doesn't malfunction and bang into my room because I still want to sleep and dream. Why don't they fly at 11am? That's the perfect time for me to wake up!

I finally get my bro to lock my gb account just now. So no GB for me until next week. But meantime, i also notice another real time game called survival project....tempting....

Woke up at this hour again! I think I will have to ask my sis to lock my account, but maybe only after i got my avatar.

If you're happily attached, this flash is dedicated to you and your lovely partner. Enjoy!

Aiyo, just woke up now. Been gunbounding the whole of yesterday night till 4am! Shiok I think just two more days, i'll get my red devil headwear.

My mum had just released my japan merchandises from the luggage. God know when the coats and jeans will be cleared away. I bought this fortune kitten supposedly for MY at one of the shopping centre near the biggest ferris wheel in Japan. It caught my eyes among many other colourful little stuffs. There are of course kittens of other color combinations but I chose the pink (with purple) one without second thought. Nice right? *Swoon* My sis was begging me very hard to let her have it. I want it for myself too! So i decide to keep it for myself.

Only then today, on the bus. MY gave me a souvenir from her taiwan trip last year. Oh I was deeply embarrassed because everytime she was away, she would buy me something. *Touched* (MY, sorry lah, I don't bring money along on all my previous trips, so didn't have the power to buy stuffs for you. )

So as I kept her souvenir gift into my bag, I was wondering what can I give other than the cat (btw, it's made in Japan hor not china) above. All seem not to be symbolic enough. So i gave up. The cat must go. My consoling way is telling myself i could get another one when i'm going back to japan, hopefully around the year end.

No one sees. No one sense. No one understands.
An unemotional person will never let one know
If only he shows he feels, they would know
and STOP

But could he risk
everything that was pathed for him
in one GO

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Happy B'day Mum!

I didn't really tell my friends about my blog here. I guess most wanderers (I doubt I have regular readers) here probably stray here from searchsg. I always say that I blog because I wanted to learn more about the web stuffs - that's my primary motive. However, when I trace back to my earliest blog, i realise it was all about driving lesson notes. Why do i want to blog then? Why not write them into a ugrade notebook?

Well i still remember clearly that I got so excited when i read the news about the ongoing blog scene here in Singapore. I thought that was pretty cool, you can be your own star in the virtual world. But i didn't really go about doing it until I took my first practical driving lesson. Alas, finally had a reason to blog: for record of pointers. At the same time, I picked up some basic html skill. So now I realise my upmost reason to blog then is just merely to help me recap what I learn from the lessons.

I started my first homepage using my school server. That time I didn't know what's Blogger, Greymatter, Xanga etc. So i manually added my entries into table. That was so cumbersome. But then I learn how to use Dreamweaver and know some html codings. Later on, I searched high and low for a free web account with no advertisement and medium sized diskspace. I had tried geocities', singnet's etc and none satisfed my requirement until I found the service provided by portland. Thus, i started using greymatter tool for blogging and learnt about server-side application and some javascript. As i was happily blogging for 3 months, suddenly portland was bought by some other service provider and there goes my archives for 2002 sept - nov. Thus I vow not use these cgi tool but blogger instead. At least it store my archives on its own server. If anything goes wrong with my service provider, I can just republish the entire files onto a new server.

BTW I only use free server cuz i know my interest don't alway perservse. If I pay for have my blog to be out there, I feel it is like a compulsory thingy for me to blog. I don't like being controlled. If got mood, i blog, no mood, heck care! So that why I look and look and look for a free and better server. Finally after searching for a long time, I'm currently using web1000.com one and if you're like me, going for free stuff, you can try that. So far so good. No downtime, no ads and 50mb diskspace.

Back to the point. If I go and tell my friends that I'm one of the bloggers out there, I guess their foremost reaction is why I'm so "wuliao". That's what I initially think so too. But the previous days when i recollecting my archives, I'm surprised I enjoyed reading my own blog. You don't puke! Not that i like my writing style(which i think it reaches the level of CMI and have given up on improving) but there are alot of things i have totally forgotten. Just to remind you that i have a memory of Dory. Sometime it feel like reading someone else's bloggie and sometime it seem to refresh my brain! No joke!

So i decide I shall continue to blog even when no one really come here daily to read. It shall be for my own purpose. My recollection of digital memory.

If you do notice that there is a break in between aug and dec 2003, that when i stop blogging in my public blog. I started a private one which only my sis knew. There, I bitched about my friends, school, religions, life, practically everything. A very raw and truthful piece of account. It turned out to be quite a shiok after writing each entry to let out the bottled emotions and thoughts. You may ask why I don't do the same thing here? Simple, It's sensitive and may jeopadize my relation with some friends so I'll leave that part for my private blog. I have no gut of xiaxue to do that.

That pretty sums up my blogging history. It's late now. Gota stop and go sleeping!

Every blogger will have at least a favourite blog which they will read daily. Mine's here

I have been at home the whole day. No lab today so 4pm lecture was skipped. Been constraining myself from using computer till now and I must say have been quite successful but that's only for today. Not sure whether I still have that kind of self-discipline for tml and days after.

Nothing interesting happen. Did my calculus tutorial for the entire afternoon and almost fried my brain as a result. It was like 4 years ago when i last touched maths. Decide to go for a jog in the evening after seeing my side figure in the toilet mirror. I'm more become a jumbo-sized meatball. Dread. Have to motivate myself to jog everyday. I wanna Michelle chia figure. ~Swoon~

BTW something to complain. The last time I'd been to the stadium was last year somewhere between aug-sept i guess. I just knew that the stadium undergoes renovation in nov. So this is my first time there for this year. Nothing much has changed except for 'more colorful walls' and 'more hygiene' toilets. And guess what? I brought a plastic bag to hold my huge wallet, umbrella, tissue etc and not forgetting 40cents for the locker. When I reached there, the lockers are no longer there. I searched high and low and asked people but to no avail. So in the end i jogged around with my right hand holding my pink phone and my left hand holding my huge pink wallet. I looked kinda stupid...Where in the hell did they place the lockers!!!!!!!!!

I spent the whole night copying my journal entries from late 2002 to early 2003 into Blogger and tried editing the scrollability of the frames here. Look like there's some glitches to fix but I can't seem to access the ftp so have to wait till tml.
Glitches removed and tagboard taken off cos it has been delaying the loading of the site.

It's a beautiful Sunday which started with a nice morning rain. I just wished i could stay in late since i slept late at 5 am yesternight. Knowing that 3pm deadline is closing in and thereafter will be free for the rest of the day make me a happy person now.

By the way, certain day doesn't exist in my dictionary. So don't bother to correct me. Yeah It's Sunday again and again.

This is me with my sis at Disneyland. We have a hard time fighting with small kids over the chipmunk.