<?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-8398323</id><updated>2011-09-01T23:54:02.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>any color, so long as it is Grey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>729</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-2911610758951649601</id><published>2009-05-25T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T02:54:24.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm blogging cause im feeling terribly miserable now.&lt;br /&gt;well, not THAT miserable just yet but almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sent stef affandy to the airport then went to 85 with swei and the girls. then it struck us (ok though we talked abt it couple of times before) that we are never gonna have that stef-swei-valen 85 nights anymore!! By the time stef comes back here in august, swei wld have gone back singapore for good already. so for the next 1 mth if swei and I make our way down to 85, it'll just be us without stef. sighh.. i miss that girl already. soon, July comes and Shuwei and Minqi will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;then August.. maybe erwin will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;then slowly everyone else will be gone... and i'm gonna be all alone in this lonely place.&lt;br /&gt;valen is gonna be an emo kid who cares just abt going to work and coming back home to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2911610758951649601?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2911610758951649601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2911610758951649601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2911610758951649601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2911610758951649601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-blogging-cause-im-feeling-terribly.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7102379583678995059</id><published>2009-05-11T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:40:31.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do you pretend to stay oblivious to things that happens around you.&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING HATE LIARS.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather know the truth, even when it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;one lie builds up to more lies.&lt;br /&gt;so then, it becomes so hard for me to even trust you on everything else.&lt;br /&gt;HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so filled with hatred. my god! then again, I dont find anything wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;anyone who can tell me that they have never bear any hard feelings on another person...&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS BULLSHIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7102379583678995059?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7102379583678995059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7102379583678995059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7102379583678995059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7102379583678995059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-do-you-pretend-to-stay-oblivious-to.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3852914553449876516</id><published>2009-04-07T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T02:28:20.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man.. i'm so sick with the all the dramas.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is why I would rather spend my day offs at home watching drama in front of the laptop, at the comfort of my own bed. Unchallenging but I very much prefer it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many complaints about my job. dont get me wrong. I totally love what im doing. but i'm so confused with the people that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss puts in so much expectations in each and everyone of us. which, i totally dont mind. Even though I dont take criticisms very well, I understand that with expectations and critisisms, can I then learn a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-workers, I really dont know. Sometimes I feel its better to not do so well (not saying I am doing well. I made lots of mistakes too), lest they feel as though i'm a threat to them. Though I personally have no intention of doing better than them in front of my boss. I just wanna put in my 100%  (or even higher) to everything that I do, so I wont dissapoint myself for that matter. I dont wanna seem as though I am being competitive with the rest of the co workers. I am competitive with myself. I gave myself a standard to meet, and am doing the best I can to accomplish that. Sigh, if only things were way more simple. And there's just this someone among us that is being a total stuck up to the boss and wld report to her anything that is being discussed during our lunch break. And it seems like everyone is doubting everyone else. Seriously, who can you trust? I cant even prove myself to them that I am not the one who's doing all these. I feel so goddamn helpless ='( and i dont like to be stuck in this position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i'm really praying for happiness, and less drama, on my birthday. I dont need anything else but that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3852914553449876516?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3852914553449876516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3852914553449876516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3852914553449876516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3852914553449876516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/04/man.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4027704089098931928</id><published>2009-03-21T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:12:10.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank god. i am far from being an epitome of you.&lt;br /&gt;the truth of the matter is there are beautiful people out there and there are ugly people.&lt;br /&gt;beauty, though subjective, i am not refering to it in its physical form.&lt;br /&gt;and you being who you are, is an epitome of &lt;em&gt;fugs&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man... i believe so much in karma now.&lt;br /&gt;it's scary how I see flashbacks and see pieces of them seemingly familiar to everything that's happening now. oh honey, though i can stupidly admit I totally deserve it, i am not ever gonna make you bring me down like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4027704089098931928?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4027704089098931928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4027704089098931928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4027704089098931928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4027704089098931928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8068517874624866264</id><published>2009-03-13T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:31:06.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm loving my job more and more as each day pass. It's challenging but that's what makes it worthwhile! wasn't used to working at first. would come home, feeling totally beat up. but it gets better everyday. My eating and sleeping time are more disciplined now. with that said, I've been eating more and sleeping more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this may seem too early for me to realize this. but hanging out with the friends at work, made me realize that material wealth means nothing.. NOTHING! I know dammit! it's so hard to stay away from temptations especially when you're working in a high end retail departmental store. But really, the people you hang out with everyday, shapes you. it's really not about who drives nice cars or who carries the latest trend of handbags anymore. It's all about you staying true to your ownself. I love my co workers. they're a bunch of fun individuals who bitches non stop about the manager. I think working is fun cause then we get to also gossip about everyone else in the other departments. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! i have to share this. The company made us watch videos of shoplifters during the computer based workshop I had on my 2nd day. Most shoplifters are Asians, with minority of Blacks. and they said people shoplifts because of pressure that they get from the society. When i was watching the whole video, i was so scared I kept thinking 'I hope I don't see anyone I know'.. you know you'll never know cause everyone (typically the indos. no offence) carry IT bags. and the girls tend to feel the 'need' to carry IT bags to be on par with their friends. So i was really hoping I wont see anyone I recognized. thank god for that I didn't. allelujahhh!! some surprising stats, 1 out of 11 americans shoplifts. and I watched less than 10 shoplifting cases.. so who knows, there is someone I might know if I watch through ALL the videos. not sth that im hoping to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8068517874624866264?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8068517874624866264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8068517874624866264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8068517874624866264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8068517874624866264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-loving-my-job-more-and-more-as-each.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8474941203066772469</id><published>2009-03-07T20:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:39:08.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr. Thomas Lim aka Shuwei's dad (if Aunty Pauline Tan sees this, i die &lt;em&gt;liao&lt;/em&gt;) piece of advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" don't be naive to think a man will love you forever. You loving a man is your biggest mistake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this must have been the best advice I've heard thus far. I love both Uncle and Aunty LIM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE believes I can save money once I start working.&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE believes I can be dependant on the public transport to take me to work.&lt;br /&gt;and all these NO ONEs are actually my friends. I don't know whether its better to have friends who can support you and tell you that they believe in you even if they think it's hard to believe so. or friends that tell you straight to your face you ain't gonna make it. Apparently all my friends are the latter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work starts next week! i have very mixed feelings about it. like mostly excitement but there's still some part of me that feels unprepared. its gonna be me first official full time job ever! what ifs my boss hates me? what ifs my co workers hate me and give me a hell of a time at work. what ifs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8474941203066772469?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8474941203066772469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8474941203066772469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8474941203066772469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8474941203066772469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2911595749970686143</id><published>2009-03-05T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:50:58.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got this out from &lt;a href="http://swei-14.livejournal.com/"&gt;shuwei's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she's so sick and miserable, i still made jokes out of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ UCLA Medical Center:&lt;br /&gt;we couldnt stop laughing for a good whole 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;-stares at valen's wrist band that has her name, date of birth on it-&lt;br /&gt;me: you know what is this for, this is so that when you faint or die, they will still be able to identify you like "oh this is Ms Tjitra" cause you know, when you faint or die, you cant obviously tell them who you are right. so this is to ensure, they can still identify you when you die&lt;br /&gt;-valen stares and laugh out loud-&lt;br /&gt;valen: "heeheee, this looks like when you go clubbing, the bouncer will give you this tag, so that the bartender knows you're 21 and can serve you alcohol. heeehee never go clubbing so i come hospital get this tag"&lt;br /&gt;me: no, this is so that when you die, they know who you are. with that said, i can leave you dying here. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;doctor: have you been trying to hurt yourself or has anyone threaten to hurt you ?&lt;br /&gt;valen: no&lt;br /&gt;me: -control laughters, look away-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment we got out of the room, we just burst out laughing. seriously, when the doctor said that, i should have rolled up my sleeves and showed the doctor that BLUE BLACK BITE MARK i have on my arm ! bitten by that emotional distress valen ! if only the doctor phrased her question as "have you tried to hurt anyone ?" i confirm chomp stamp answer "OMG DOC, YES SAVE ME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;from the moment i picked valen up, all the way to the hospital, she kept having the urge to puke. its those sudden Puking Sensation that comes, and she has to go "eeeeeeuuuuuuaaaaeeeehhhh" into the plastic bag. poor girl. so she was having those Puking Sensation all the while and the doc was facing the computer, while valen was sitting at her back. and when valen had that "Eeeeeuuuaaaehhh" sound, the doc turned around and went "so, whats the color of the vomit ?" and valen showed her an empty Bucket with no puke. seriously, everything that happened in the room was so Serious but the moment we sat down in the waiting room, we kept laughing and joking about it. valen's Non-stop puking sensation afterwards was led by fits of laughter cause i would be going "so whats the color of your puke ?" even though i know she puked nothing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe she stayed in the hospital till 6pm ! we were there since 1030am i guess ! gosh, talk about Efficiency ! but then, as long as Ms Tjitra is Healthy and Happy, its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET WELL SOON&lt;/strong&gt; my dearest friend. when you're better, we shall FEAST okay ? compensate those days of not eating.. and puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FRIEND. AFTER MAKING FUN OF ME, YOU TRY TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER. it aint working girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2911595749970686143?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2911595749970686143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2911595749970686143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2911595749970686143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2911595749970686143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-got-this-out-from-shuweis-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4361752538650364736</id><published>2009-03-03T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:52:13.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday tried something new in life.&lt;br /&gt;got admitted to UCLA Emergency Medical Center. haha! sounded real emergency but when i went in there and had this girl screaming non stop, it was like "okay i think i got admitted to the wrong department".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been feeling very nauseous for the past 1 week plus, almost 2. then started vomitting for the past 4 days. couldn't eat anything much... basically vomit liquid before eating. and as soon as i put food inside my mouth, i'll vomit them out. But yesterday morning was so bad, I just cant stop vomitting (though really, i vomitted nothing) and I felt so painful. chest was in pain and the brain felt so suffocated like as though there wasnt air flowing inside my brain. the pain was throbbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, shuwei sent me to the hospital and left soon after erwin arrived. she had class.&lt;br /&gt;seriously dude, never bring shuwei to the hospital, she cracks you up. you can be induced to vomitting one moment and started laughing at another moment. and she makes fun of everyone and everything. tt girl is TERRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had Intravenous therapy (aka IV drips) for 5 hours i think? my body was dehydrated. and they also injected anti nausea drips into my veins.. so sat there for so long and got discharged in the evening. Didnt eat anything for the whole day, erwin didnt eat anything either. I dont think they diagnose me with anything but was told to get back if my dirrhea had blood in them (thank god there wasnt today!) and if I still continue to vomit. Still feel a little nausea today. I wld stop eating as soon as I know something is gg to go wrong... but head still throbbing pain. know what, i think the head part... someone might be voodoo-ing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank you though. for all the calls and messages received. really felt the love...&lt;br /&gt;Jane for covering my work at the bakery on sunday when I felt so sick. I was sleeping in the store room and that girl came to help me as soon as she was done with work. and I know she was tired from her work too.&lt;br /&gt;Shuwei for everything, you know la.. you're always there for me. that's why i secretely think you're my secret lourvaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Erwin for accompanying me through the long hours in hospital despite...&lt;br /&gt;and I realize the people who say the most, who nagged and who just annoy me at times, are the people who care for me most. something that I've learnt along the way. and to the someone that I've been so hard on, Im sorry. the more you care for someone, the more harsh you'll be to. and when you have such close encounter with death (haha! seriously, i felt as though i was gonna die yesterday morning. and that if I really am dying, swei and erwin were the last 2 that I can see before I die. how sad), everything just flashes back when I was lying down at the hospital bed and I found out that I have had so many regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4361752538650364736?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4361752538650364736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4361752538650364736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4361752538650364736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4361752538650364736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/03/yesterday-tried-something-new-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-5307784139533574732</id><published>2009-02-27T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:42:15.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been feeling nauseous everyday for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;No! I am not pregnant... first answer I get when I tell people "pregnant ah"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if im asexual. but No, I am not (I hope not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nauseous in the morning and late afternoon especially.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I'm off to exercise, I would subsequently burp and have tht wanna vomit feeling.&lt;br /&gt;good side is, I lose appetite. and the bad side, I still eat even when I lose appetite. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home and sleep all day long ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5307784139533574732?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5307784139533574732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5307784139533574732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5307784139533574732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5307784139533574732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-been-feeling-nauseous-everyday-for.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4161603777589595482</id><published>2009-02-22T11:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:11:53.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just did something I regretted so bad last night but I know there's nothing I can do to turn back time. I am scared beyond words.... cause I dont know what have I done. To protect a friend, i initiated to turn my back against somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if only that somebody else knows, you mean the world to me. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4161603777589595482?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4161603777589595482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4161603777589595482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4161603777589595482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4161603777589595482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-just-did-something-i-regretted-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7256014394484000513</id><published>2009-02-21T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:24:58.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANNA GO TO &lt;a href="http://lastchillout.blogspot.com/"&gt;ST NICKS LASTCHILLOUT&lt;/a&gt; SO BAD!&lt;br /&gt;it's on march 21st. so for those who will be in Singapore, please go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been more than a year since I last go back to St Nicks and the next time I go back to Singapore, the school will be GONE! arrgghhhh!!!! I grew up 9 years in St Nicks and spent more than half of my day in St Nicks. Well, its literally my first home when I was still back in Singapore. okay fine, the school will be demolished and re built again. though its gonna be very different the next time I go back to St Nicks, I hope I'll still feel the St Nicks spirit when I step into the new school...&lt;br /&gt;byeee school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7256014394484000513?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7256014394484000513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7256014394484000513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7256014394484000513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7256014394484000513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wanna-go-to-st-nicks-lastchillout-so.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-1714204610237468080</id><published>2009-01-18T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:11:03.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its past 1 am and the new neighbor is still partying like mad.&lt;br /&gt;they invited us over for a house warming party but never planned on going cause I can totally imagine myself hanging out with &lt;em&gt;ang mohs&lt;/em&gt;. cannot imagine. I'll just "errr... okay... byeee"&lt;br /&gt;skipped all that and went to Montery Park instead to shop for groceries in 99 ranch! I've become a full time home cook cause I frequent that place too many times in the last month. and I love groceries store... I think its in the genes! my dad can spend hours in different groceries store in one single day. He loves walking down aisle by aisle pushing the cart.&lt;br /&gt;but we each have different shopping habits.&lt;br /&gt;dad buys everything off the shelf. he likes to buy them in bulk and store them at home till there's no more space left to put anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Felicia knows every food right where its placed at. she goes directly to the aisle to get her produce (or snacks) and straight right up the cash register.&lt;br /&gt;Valine is a slow and steady shopper. she takes so damn long shopping for only a few items. She takes time reading the nutritional information at the back of the packaging..&lt;br /&gt;I am a mix of dad and valine. I buy things in excess. I look at nutritional facts. I like to go aisle by aisle with the cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped making new year resolution some years back cause I know I never try hard enough to stick by them. it's been 18 days into the new year and then I came up with a list. So my resolution is to try and stick to that list. HAHA! believe it or not, I WILL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one. Be healthy and fit, exercise 5hrs/wk and consume LOTS of vege/fruits/proteins&lt;br /&gt;Number two. Be more tolerance on the road, learn to be more forgiving to rude drivers&lt;br /&gt;Number three. Obey the law, ignore phone calls and text messages while on the road&lt;br /&gt;Number four. Cut on unecessary spending, it's always good to start saving early&lt;br /&gt;Number five. Be respectful, to others' religions and their believes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1714204610237468080?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1714204610237468080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1714204610237468080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1714204610237468080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1714204610237468080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-past-1-am-and-new-neighbor-is-still.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4547252568563550000</id><published>2008-12-15T09:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:47:49.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my parents wont be coming down to LA!&lt;br /&gt;wheee...boohooo. haha! dont wanna sound as though im such a lousy daughter. but I dont feel its fair for my parents to come at this time of the year. cause my house is so dirty and messy! I've called up house cleaner to come down this week but she hasnt given me a call back. I hope she comes. I dont want to have a dirty house during xmas or new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather has been getting so cold. it has been raining since last night and it's snowing at some parts of LA. snowing! in LA! it seldom happens. its so damn cold i cant even study.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be my ever last exam tomorrow!! and i havent start looking for job yet. I called St John health care center to ask if i can be a full time volunteer there. I realise that it'll be a good place for me to start with if i wanna explore the field of medicine. hohoho! so instead of looking for a full time job, im just gonna continue working in the bakery for the time being and do my volunteering services. and of course try to get in shape during this holiday. it's gonna be hard keeping off those temptations during the holiday. but haiya.. I need to start eating healthy and begin a strict exercise regime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4547252568563550000?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4547252568563550000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4547252568563550000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4547252568563550000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4547252568563550000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-parents-wont-be-coming-down-to-la.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2172044954868523934</id><published>2008-12-11T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:14:56.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'M ON TOP OF THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For those who have been keeping me close to all your prayers, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;for now, I feel so blessed. nothing else matters now. WAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2172044954868523934?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2172044954868523934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2172044954868523934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2172044954868523934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2172044954868523934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-on-top-of-world-for-those-who-have.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8463901376082555344</id><published>2008-12-09T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:47:26.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you'll know that I've been sitting alot in front of the computer if I start blogging too damn often. like right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! i do not like uncertainties.&lt;br /&gt;my dad has been keeping the three of us in suspense. he isnt telling us if he is coming on december 19 or not. yeah like as if dec 19 is still long to come. but no! dec 19 is like next week!&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8463901376082555344?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8463901376082555344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8463901376082555344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8463901376082555344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8463901376082555344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/12/youll-know-that-ive-been-sitting-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-1578535752411886772</id><published>2008-12-03T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:05:01.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow marks the last day of my life in college...(final exams not over yet though)&lt;br /&gt;it has been one hell of a rollercoaster ride. especially in this last semester, extreme rollercoaster that lasted for too long. I get to experience working with a bunch of people with conflicting interests, people who dont give a shit about school work (and have me do EVERYTHING from beginning to end of project) and people who can't even write one damn good sentence in English language (beleive me, alot still exist in USC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to think of all these, they have in fact help me grow. I must say, in the most modest sounding way, that I have done well, thus far. I have learnt to accept others' flaws and imperfections. I have learnt to never give up, NEVER. no matter how much work I've got on my back, I will still put in my 101% to complete all those assignments, even if it means forgoing all sleep and staying up for couple of nights. it doesnt matter if at the end of the day I dont get the grades that I hoped for. I am proud of myself... for achieving the best that I would expect myself to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent start applying for a job yet. I am not being lazy. I am just.. unsure with myself. hah! figure that out youself. I am... I dont even know why did I even do business. I dont like business. I wanna work in a non profit organization. earn a decent salary... and be happy with the help that I can offer to others. But then again, can a decent salary cover all my expenses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside. i feel so fucking stupid today ='(&lt;br /&gt;(just today, i promise)&lt;br /&gt;dibanting ama kiang aja langsung gk bs jawab apa2. totally like a hermit. I hid in my shell... I knew that wasnt what i wanted but then i became all that speechless when he said those few harsh words. 'extortion' felicia said. I cannot deal with cara2 pemerasan like that. felicia was disappointed. valine was too. mum, as usual, gave in and accepted me the way that I have always been. dad is clueless. I need assurance yet noone can very well help me with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff' said. im going temple tomorrow. I need to find my inner peace. Ohm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1578535752411886772?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1578535752411886772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1578535752411886772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1578535752411886772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1578535752411886772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/12/tomorrow-marks-last-day-of-my-life-in.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8037970883795686221</id><published>2008-12-01T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:36:22.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today marks the happiest day of felicia's life. and mine also.&lt;br /&gt;it's a huge relief for the whole family. HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;for the very few of you who knows, continue to pray hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;mine will be coming in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so handicaped. my N80 just gave up on me last wkend... it wasn't functioning well, so frustrated me, threw it hard on the ground. it bounced up and hit my car door and bounce and bounce. and it's now dead. dad told me that if electronic spoils, you gotta bang it hard to make it work. but it doesnt seem to work this time.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, im using this lipstick phone that has no keypad ='(&lt;br /&gt;so difficult to txt. and congrats to myself, i've lost all contacts stored in my N80. BOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;then i bought a new N96 on eBay. guess what! i got cheated off. my $650 ='(&lt;br /&gt;the seller no longer eBay registered user soon after I paid for the phone. so basically its a pay and run situation. gahhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum told me to hurry buy a new phone. very cheated me is thinking whether to buy another N96 that cost $600 or get a new Blackberry Bold for almost the same price?&lt;br /&gt;thing is.. i always go for Nokia.&lt;br /&gt;and it has 12 buttons, just right for a phone.&lt;br /&gt;blackberry has TOO MUCH buttons, i find it difficult to adapt to new phone like tt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!! and i've got wii! and wii fit! i need to get Jillian Michaels Wii Disk now! tht's like having her as my own personal trainer. woowweeee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8037970883795686221?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8037970883795686221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8037970883795686221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8037970883795686221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8037970883795686221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-marks-happiest-day-of-felicias.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3016568707125626995</id><published>2008-11-18T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:17:35.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. THANKSGIVING SALES ARE DRIVING ME NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;i cannot resist temptations! I AM SO BAD WITH SELF CONTROL!&lt;br /&gt;i spend faster than what i earn. I have been trying to hard to control but i ended up worse than before.&lt;br /&gt;I spent xxxx on what I wld still consider necessity shopping. meaning clothes.&lt;br /&gt;i spent xxxx on buys that friend like shuwei, makes it seem as though its fine to spend on.&lt;br /&gt;i will be spending xxxx on bags (which aren't for me)&lt;br /&gt;i spend many xx xx xx xx xx xx which totals up to xxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray to whoever is up there and willing to help me.&lt;br /&gt;please help me get through next wk. so I will not be tempted to spend so much.&lt;br /&gt;please allow me to tahan and get my Marni Balloon/Balen Pom Pon until designated time and not next week. please allow me to be oblivious to the surrounding. please allow me to have cramps (anywhere or rather, everywhere) so that wld stop me from getting out of the house. please allow me to spend more time w my friends cause I know I spend when my friends aren't around (it always makes me feel better this way. cause then i wont be judged).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just help me, will ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3016568707125626995?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3016568707125626995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3016568707125626995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3016568707125626995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3016568707125626995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8603347782916240892</id><published>2008-11-14T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:30:58.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been a bad bad student so much so that I got chased out of the class by my prof.&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE! okay not funny.&lt;br /&gt;this was what happened during my strategic management class which started at an uneathly hour at 8:00 in the morning. FYI, I have never missed a class nor have I been late before. I've been good for the past 12 weeks. it's not easy waking up at 8 in the morning, considering my dear friend, lim shuwei who has missed so many of her 8:00 class. HOHO!&lt;br /&gt;okay so anw, I was so sleepy yesterday. the prof wanted us to watch a video. so she got the blinds down, and light totally off! it was such a good time to sleep. okay I didnt purposely make myself sleep. it was such a natural reaction...&lt;br /&gt;then after the video ended, the blinds were opened and all the lights were on. Stupid me! still didnt wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'VALENCIA WHO IS ASLEEP. SUMMARIZE TO THE CLASS WHAT THE FIRST GUY IN THE VIDEO SAID'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear in the name of myself. I was still awake when the first guy started talking but I just cldnt remember what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ERMMM... ERMMMM...' (very long ermmmm)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'OKAY! DONT FALL ASLEEP AGAIN'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... she wanted us to watch a video again. she got the blinds down and all the lights turned off. and guess what? damn straight! fell asleep again. this time, i even drooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'VALENCIA! I WOULD RATHER HAVE YOU GET OUT OF MY CLASS THAN HAVING YOU SIT IN MY CLASS SLEEPING.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*so awake at this time* and thick skinned me, just refuse to get up frm my seat and leave the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I DONT WANT TO EVER SEE YOU SLEEP AGAIN IN MY CLASS. YOU MAY LEAVE IF YOU WANT NOW'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she wanted us to watch the third video. by this time, I SWORE to keep myself awake no matter what. so i got the help of my thumb n middle finger to help me keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kena&lt;/em&gt; chased out of the class lah! not funny. then after the third video, the prof made us move around the class and discuss abt the video. and I left this banana skin on my desk. after the discussion, i went back to my seat only to realise that my banana got vandalized. it reads ' VALENCIA. stop sleeping'. damn it! I'm so terrorized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my strategic management class was my brand management class. I always fell asleep in this class too. there's this student who ALWAYS notice me when im asleep. so when I got up once in a while, there's always her looking at me and smiling...&lt;br /&gt;errrrr... stalker. she just loves seeing me drool in class. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8603347782916240892?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8603347782916240892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8603347782916240892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8603347782916240892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8603347782916240892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-bad-bad-student-so-much-so.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8648732875129009068</id><published>2008-11-03T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:31:50.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SQ_MOSbiKfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/cX-2KAYrfUc/s1600-h/NO+on+prop8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264651035256957426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SQ_MOSbiKfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/cX-2KAYrfUc/s400/NO+on+prop8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; straight from &lt;em&gt;Wikipedia.org&lt;/em&gt;, "&lt;strong&gt;Proposition 8&lt;/strong&gt; is an initiative state constitutional amendment on the 2008 California General Election ballot, titled &lt;strong&gt;Eliminates Right of Same-Sex Couples to Marry&lt;/strong&gt;. If passed, the proposition would "change the California Constitution to eliminate the right of same-sex couples to marry in California".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am for 'NO on PROP 8'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have I mentioned how much I love &lt;strong&gt;Wanda Sykes&lt;/strong&gt;? cenny introduced her to me. and I started watching her on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'gay marriage... i'm for gay marriage. but i dont like that i have to say it. it shldnt even be debated. it shldnt even be in the court system. cause it's very simple. if you dont believe in same sex marriage, then dont marry somebody of the same sex...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i dont understand how does someone elses' marriage affect your marriage. its ridiculous. if your marriage is fucked up, its because you fucked it up...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'we gotta protect marriage that's what they say. we gotta protect marriage. i dont think same sex couple that's the biggest threat to marriage. i think the biggest threat to marriage is divorce... if they're so concerned abt preserving marriage and so saint abt marriage. if they wanna protect marriage, ban divorce. make marriage be the mafia. once you're in, you're in...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN STRAIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't ban gay marriages just cause you wanna 'protect marriage'. seriously! marriage is about a decision of who you wanna spend the rest of your life with. you dont force someone into a marriage with someone of the opposite sex just cause you dont think it's right to marry someone to the same sex. even if you dont belive in gays, dont ban them.&lt;br /&gt;dont be selfish, dammit! it's people's feelings you're talking about here. even if you don't believe in marriage or love, dont stop someone elses' believes and hopes. I do not discriminate. I accept people for who they are. even if you think you're all that perfect, and that loving someone of the same sex is wrong, then accept their flaws. That way, you'll be better than perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8648732875129009068?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8648732875129009068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8648732875129009068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8648732875129009068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8648732875129009068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/11/straight-from-wikipedia.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/SQ_MOSbiKfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/cX-2KAYrfUc/s72-c/NO+on+prop8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-1084184649013000693</id><published>2008-11-02T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:28:37.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SQ5TFUhrQzI/AAAAAAAAArw/c1qh-UYoheI/s1600-h/saks+sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264236365317096242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SQ5TFUhrQzI/AAAAAAAAArw/c1qh-UYoheI/s400/saks+sale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG! the sales just keep getting better! so I was thinking, if i get 2 louboutins, i can get $250 cash card back. with that $250, i can get another louboutin. its' like as though i'm getting 10% off for each louboutins! OMG! let's see. if i wait till december, the chance of me getting at 10% off is VERY slim. damn i love this whole recession thing. economy is doing bad, shops become more generous and give out more discounts. who benefits? THE CONSUMERS! (like me)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1084184649013000693?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1084184649013000693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1084184649013000693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1084184649013000693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1084184649013000693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg-sales-just-keep-getting-better-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/SQ5TFUhrQzI/AAAAAAAAArw/c1qh-UYoheI/s72-c/saks+sale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-5779747568347819219</id><published>2008-10-31T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:23:18.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay maybe now i can ignore the 2 months that I gave to myself.&lt;br /&gt;they say if you really want sth so bad, you would be thinking about having it for a really long time. my busy schedule has been helping me keep my mind off the Pom Pon this whole week. yay to that! I'm getting good with this whole self-control thing. but maybe, if I can give up something like Pom Pon, I should get my simple 85 pump instead? anytime shoes are more worth spending than bags. good shoes never bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, thanksgiving weekend is coming! I am so excited! not leaving LA. but that doesnt mean I wont be doing anything back here.. minqi, shuwei and the bf is leaving for Seattle. I will be volunteering with cenny (hopefully the org will accept our application) over at Midnight Mission to give out thanksgiving meal to the homeless. and I have been anticipating for the pot-luck thanskgiving dinner with jane/cenny/nie (plus plus). somehow feels that everyone will end up buying the food instead of cooking. I can foresee that coming. jane can only cook fried rice for buddha's sake. cenny? nie? i'm putting lots of hopes in them. HAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so dissapointed with xx and zz today. nonetheless, i am still very glad to have &lt;em&gt;them &lt;/em&gt;with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5779747568347819219?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5779747568347819219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5779747568347819219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5779747568347819219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5779747568347819219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-maybe-now-i-can-ignore-2-months.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2366715043995227634</id><published>2008-10-26T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:04:12.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TWO MONTHS, VALEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;two months =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2366715043995227634?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2366715043995227634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2366715043995227634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2366715043995227634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2366715043995227634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-months-valen-two-months.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2830953004372203787</id><published>2008-10-20T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:59:32.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am very ceroboh and i need to fix that..&lt;br /&gt;this just adds on the the 6rules you set for me. so now i've got 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the wkend passed so fast. and had 2 exams today. im nt sure how i did on both papers. only started studying on sunday after sending erwin off. then again, cldnt really study also. for some reason.. or no reason at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to me being ceroboh (absent-minded)... went to mitsuwa to shop for groceries today. was about to pay at the cashier when i realized, i went to the supermarket without my wallet. utter embarassment! told the lady that i'll have to go back home and get my wallet first and be back within 20minutes. by the time i went back, the lady who was previously helping me was already gone. so I had to take a new shopping basket and start picking out the stuff all over again. then paid. then went back to the car. PANIC ATTACK!!! cannot find the car key! omg omg omg.. horror!!! wasnt in the groceries bags... traced my way back to the supermarket.. wasnt there either. i went aisle by aisle; searched high and low. at that pt of time, i wanted to call someone bad. like HELPPPP!! but okay ive got noone to call for help...managed to stay calm and finally found my keys! WHERE? at the groceries basket. apparently took out all the stuff out to pay and forgot to take my keys out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... i think one of these days, someone is gonna steal my car. just few days back, parked my car in beverly parking building. then left the parking lot. walked qt far away, almost reached coffee bean when i realized i forgot to turn off the engine and the car key was still stuck inside the car. the good thing is, i managed to realize it before someone stole my car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2830953004372203787?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2830953004372203787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2830953004372203787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2830953004372203787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2830953004372203787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-very-ceroboh-and-i-need-to-fix.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-411503449422132909</id><published>2008-10-16T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:36:27.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm gonna be missing a friend, a confidante for the next 10 mths.&lt;br /&gt;im just afraid 10 mths becomes forever.&lt;br /&gt;I am so dependent on him, i cannot bear seeing him go like tht ='(&lt;br /&gt;I can give up shopping and balen and louboutins in exchange for him...&lt;br /&gt;this is hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am so tired... school is draining me out.&lt;br /&gt;i have no mood to study for exams ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-411503449422132909?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/411503449422132909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=411503449422132909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/411503449422132909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/411503449422132909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-gonna-be-missing-friend-confidante.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3669865725675340021</id><published>2008-10-03T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:58:32.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not quite happy with Obama and Biden. two democrats who dont approve on gay marriages.&lt;br /&gt;WHATTTT....I was surprised when I found that out during the vice presidential debate 2008 last night. how hard is it to understand that LOVE IS UNIVERSAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least Biden does better than Palin. As usual... Palin and her speech in generalities. can't stand it! she tend to avoid specifics. oh when asked about her greatest weakness, she talked about strength and marriage. then when asked about Afghanistan, she got the name of the commander wrong, and misquoted him. The worst was when asked about Iraq, she got the number of troops wrong! OOPS... she always does that.. I am questioning her competency to run for vice presidency... anw, she's nt gonna get it anyway. i'm crossing my finger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so apathetic, usually. but I am quite intrigued by Palin's strategy with debate- just cheat and dont answer the questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3669865725675340021?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3669865725675340021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3669865725675340021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3669865725675340021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3669865725675340021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-not-quite-happy-with-obama-and.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-1367441593723767663</id><published>2008-09-30T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:16:35.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont remember when was the last time my stomach feel good after a meal.&lt;br /&gt;every time after meal, my stomach wld ache so bad. its not the stomach ache you need to shit kind of stomach ache. its the excruciating pain that makes you feel as though there's a needle piercing through your stomach. sometimes i become so paralyzed, can barely move. There can be two reason for that, I am either sick... i need to have a check up soon. or that someone has been voodoo-ing me. i hope to believe its the 2nd one cause its scary to know if I am really sick. imagine stomach cancer! &lt;em&gt;eeekkkksssss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in my brand management class discussing Red Bull case today. My prof brought in alot of reb bull cans to let us try. it's funny hw I can easily get so addicted over coffee but i can never bring myself to try Red Bull.. both are caffeinated drinks btw. I'm totally blaming the red bull advertisement. you know tht advertisement that says 'red bull gives you wings!' then this cartoon person started flying after drinking red bull? I always imagine myself flying around after drinking red bull. So i stay away from Red bull. but since I was in class today and I thought no harm trying. worse come to worst if I fly, I'll be in class and someone nice wld hold me down if i start flying... seriously, that was what i exactly had in mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had two small cups of red bull.. VERY SHORTLY AFTER THAT, my stomach started churning.. and it was making so much sound... i needed to use the restroom to shit. no i mean for diarrhea. then i tahan... until i cannot take it alr, went straight to the bathroom. vanessa was in there. red bull works like laxative in my body okay. just imagined me diarrhea-ing with a friend in the restroom. and i keep letting out a series of AIR? smelly air. okay lar that's called FARTS. farts along with my diarrhea. that kinda unglam scene... i kept apologizing to vanessa in my cubicle... thank god she left and went back to class soon after. i had the bathroom to myself for the rest of 30minutes. oh yeah... an hr and 50mins class became an hr 20minutes plus 30minutes restroom time. I am never gonna drink red bull ever again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have stomach cramps too.. My monthly aunty visit aka menstruation is never welcomed. I wish i can just close my door on this aunty. but this aunty always come uninvitedly. very thick skin come every mth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing! i'm having the worst timetable this wk.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's class 10-12&lt;br /&gt;12 noon class was cancelled&lt;br /&gt;then I have to see an advisor at 11.30 (i will have to get off class half hr early)&lt;br /&gt;then grp meeting at 6p.m.. i cant leave school and go back home first cause I have to submit some stuff at 2p.m. so that means i have to hang ard school for 6hrs doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here's thursday...&lt;br /&gt;class 8-12noon&lt;br /&gt;12-1 research study&lt;br /&gt;1p.m strategic management grp meeting&lt;br /&gt;4p.m global management grp meeting (which gonna last for very long)&lt;br /&gt;then leave at 5p.m for brand management grp meeting for an hr or two&lt;br /&gt;and head back to global management team meeting.&lt;br /&gt;i need time turner. and be at 2 places at the same time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1367441593723767663?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1367441593723767663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1367441593723767663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1367441593723767663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1367441593723767663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-remember-when-was-last-time-my.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4631713261698746138</id><published>2008-09-28T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:44:38.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE IS UNIVERSAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Friend of mine just brought her sis and her family to the bakery. So it was the whole gang coming in. My friend is an indon chinese so that makes her sis indon chinese too. her husband is an indian. first thing i thought was how liberal her parents must have been to permit her sis to marry an indian.&lt;br /&gt;so I asked minki...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;valen. says: minki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;valen. says: what if i tell u i got indian bf? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;minqi. says: LAUGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;valen. says: WHY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;minqi. says: funny la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;valen. says: do u think its believable? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;minqi. says: nopeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her dear cousin a.k.a roomie told me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;swei says: PROVE HER WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the barry girls are confusing me. okay seriously, no one has the right to stop me from loving indians or blacks or even girls. haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh speaking of barry girls, minki sam and swei moved in to their barry apt during the wkend. it's so close to the bakery! but I get so lethargic after bakery I wld probably head back home rightaway to hang out.. let's see how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh have I mentioned? US economy is so bad right now, it's even worse than the Great Depression in 1930s... Jane's brother is funny. he said he's glad to be living in this era and be part of the history. well, logically speaking it's not fun at all... I am gonna be done with school in 12 wks time. I dont wish to be part of the 'unemployment' stats - the ones who are actively looking for a job but can't find any. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4631713261698746138?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4631713261698746138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4631713261698746138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4631713261698746138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4631713261698746138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-is-universal_28.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2549173879696205553</id><published>2008-09-22T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:55:28.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I totally scared myself when I was so &lt;em&gt;kiam&lt;/em&gt; this morning and afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I told the student whom i bought movie tickets from that she shortchanged me A DOLLAR. a dollar dammit. haha! but i think it wasnt because of the dollar it was because I didnt wanna seem as though I couldnt do basic algebra. like what's a hundred minus fourteen something.. she was supposed to return me eighty five sth but instead gave me eighty four sth... OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;then went to get lunch and total was $24.62. I gave $25.65. Instead of getting a dollar and three cents back, i got three cents back... so i &lt;em&gt;damn paiseh&lt;/em&gt; asked the aunty for my dollar. I had to call valine and tell her how &lt;em&gt;kiam &lt;/em&gt;i was and assure her of my sanity. and the super &lt;em&gt;kiam&lt;/em&gt; valine cldnt actually believed I asked for a dollar back. well, not ONE dollar. but it was TWO. TWO dollars. eeekkksss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all because of tht two dollars. I think my whole day was cursed! went to east and drove back to west. 23miles? usually takes me give and take...half an hr? there was an overturned truck somewhere in the freeway. the accident happened in the morning. but by four, it wasnt cleared yet... i got stuck in the jam for more than an hr. imagine with the sun scorching fiercely into my car... and with me blasting the air conditioner... for the one hr plus i was stuck in the car, there was that imbalance of temperature (i dont know how to explain this scientifically) but I got car sick. imagine getting car sick in my own car, when i am actually driving the car myself? sound so ridiculous. but basically throughout the whole journey I felt so nauseous and had the urge to open the car door and vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot when was the last time I cld shit. shit i mean hard shit. solid shit kind... I've been having diarrhea (liquid shit) for SO LONG! maybe a yr?? or even longer... good thing is, I never have to force so hard to you knw, come out with something. but its not good after you let out too much. the legs will feel wobbly. okay so anw, I started reading about diarrhea... I think I am diagnosed with CHRONIC DIARRHEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronic diarrhea&lt;/strong&gt; is defined as loose stools that last for at least four weeks. Episodes of diarrhea may occur one or more times per day. At any given time, up to 5 percent of people in the United States have chronic diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;There are many possible causes of &lt;strong&gt;chronic diarrhea&lt;/strong&gt;; identifying the underlying cause ensures that the appropriate treatment is used. Treatment is aimed at correcting the cause of diarrhea (whenever possible), alleviating loose stools, and addressing any complications of long-standing or severe diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronic diarrhea&lt;/strong&gt; can have a substantial impact on quality of life and overall health. At its mildest, the condition may be an inconvenience; at its worst, it may be disabling and even life-threatening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay yes! i think this is it. I have chronic diarrhea. does anyone know what I shld do with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2549173879696205553?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2549173879696205553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2549173879696205553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2549173879696205553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2549173879696205553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-totally-scared-myself-when-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-5713964125343869429</id><published>2008-09-15T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:53:36.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a born procrastinator. Instead of changing for the better, I get worse each time and worst of all, i am not doing anything to change myself.&lt;br /&gt;The wkend has just passed and I have tons of cases to complete, projects and tests to study for. let's see where have I done so far... nothing that I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am still awake at 1am, despite my early class tomorrow (well, today actually) worrying about things I shldnt care abt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5713964125343869429?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5713964125343869429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5713964125343869429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5713964125343869429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5713964125343869429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-born-procrastinator.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2151516593880627183</id><published>2008-09-10T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:02:27.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just dropped my voice class ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I find it difficult to follow when I cannot read score sheets. feel so mentally disabled in music classes. especially when I have to choose a repertoire selection for mid term exam. I have to go through MANY MANY score sheets to choose what song to sing for my exam and was unable to figure out what those musical notes mean. I am music illiterate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least I learnt a couple of singing techniques in the past 2 classes&lt;br /&gt;then again, I spent $80 on the texdtbook for nth. bleahhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2151516593880627183?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2151516593880627183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2151516593880627183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2151516593880627183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2151516593880627183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-dropped-my-voice-class-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-6301333641536242138</id><published>2008-09-06T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:22:35.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;so i sent them a THANK YOU email after the interview.&lt;br /&gt;only to find out NOW that I've got their names wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so lousy with remembering names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-6301333641536242138?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/6301333641536242138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=6301333641536242138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6301333641536242138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6301333641536242138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7904673552944275594</id><published>2008-09-05T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:04:08.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just had the TOUGHEST interview of my life yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;oh my god! speaking of going in with an open heart and open mind.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt occur to me that iMax will take interview to fill for an internship position that seriously.&lt;br /&gt;so serious tht they had 3 interviewers sat across from me questioning me incessantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started out easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what is your favourite movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what makes you wanna take up internship with iMax?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where did you hear about us from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it gets harder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who do you think have been successful with their advertising? it doesnt have to be an entertainment industry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tell us what do you know about marketing and advertising?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with so many things going on with your schedule, what makes you think you can handle working in iMax?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you get accepted in iMax would you rather work in the creative side or the writting side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tell us something creative you did lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and of course there were more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oh the hardest part was when they asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do you have a blog? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can you tell us your blog so we can get a feel of your writing style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I answered: &lt;em&gt;yes I have a blog. but my Blog it's rather personal. Will it be okay if I send you a sample of my past papers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just trying to be honest but I was very blatant and may be seen as rude. I dont wanna lie and I wld prefer them not to read my blog. my privacy! i wldnt be able to write this post if they got access to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interviews are the bane of my life&lt;br /&gt;interview aside... I wld really really love to work with iMax now.&lt;br /&gt;but judging from how I answered all my questions yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;I will have to be prepared for a rejection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7904673552944275594?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7904673552944275594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7904673552944275594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7904673552944275594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7904673552944275594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-just-had-toughest-interview-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-9063299506619841353</id><published>2008-09-04T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:01:42.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"A new study in the UK confirms that women like fast cars, but apparently it's not the sexy curves of a Lamborghini, Maserati or Ferrari that turns them on. Researchers discovered that it's actually the loud sound of their engines revving that gets a woman's motor to hum. The study was conducted with 40 participants that included both men and women who were played recordings of a Maserati, Lamborghini, Ferrari and Volkswagen Polo engine. Afterwards they got their saliva swabbed and analyzed for the presence of testosterone. A higher level of the hormone in their spit indicated that the subjects were more aroused, and the results revealed that 100% of the female participants experienced a big jump in testosterone levels after listening to the Maserati. Chances are the Maserati engine was actually sourced from Ferrari, but we don't know if the results after listening to the Maranello mill were identical. And what happened after participants heard the Polo's wheezy motor? Testosterone levels fell across the board. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source: Telegraph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN STRAIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, hope things go well tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;not much expectation. going in with an open heart and open mind. HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-9063299506619841353?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/9063299506619841353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=9063299506619841353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/9063299506619841353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/9063299506619841353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/09/hope-things-go-well-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3124677645017752027</id><published>2008-08-30T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:32:06.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you have no idea how amazingly small this world is.&lt;br /&gt;erwin's cousin, reynold drop by the bakery when I was working.&lt;br /&gt;He came by with his friend and his girlfriend called Fiona.&lt;br /&gt;First, she looks familiar somehow but I just dont knw where ive seen her before.&lt;br /&gt;and Secondly she keeps looking at me which makes me feel as though she knew me before.&lt;br /&gt;so then she asked if I have an older sister.&lt;br /&gt;and I said yeah. and she asked if her name is Felicia.&lt;br /&gt;i was like 'OMG!' I remember FIONA!'&lt;br /&gt;so she is my sister's friend (best friend actually) when she was still in indo (my sis hasnt been back to indo for 10yrs. so somehow their connection got lost along the way)&lt;br /&gt;and she was telling me how i looked so much like my sister and that she remembers me!&lt;br /&gt;she used to come over to my place when I was still young. my sister, herself and another friend wld stay home whole day to read comic books. and she also said that my maid wld bring us coffee pudding to eat. OMG! hahaha I can totally imagine that whole scene. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in a state of disbelief right now. OH AM GEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3124677645017752027?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3124677645017752027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3124677645017752027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3124677645017752027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3124677645017752027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-have-no-idea-how-amazingly-small.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4662327397584366712</id><published>2008-08-27T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:58:07.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after reading shuwei's blog, I think she is the meanest friend.&lt;br /&gt;cause she can take it in the wrong way and start making fun of you.&lt;br /&gt;dang! i remember how loud she laughed at me when I got caught eating in class by &lt;em&gt;Wang Jian&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know there is no use justifying myself. but reading it makes me wanna just say this out.&lt;br /&gt;I do not explicitly show off to people I do charitable acts.&lt;br /&gt;and I mentioned that I got the membership card for the WWF just cause I donated a small amt of money not because I want to let others know that I donated money. I wanted to clarify that it didnt require me to donate a HUGE amt of money in relative to the SMALL amt tht i donated.&lt;br /&gt;and okay, when it comes to giving, I think she is much bigger giver than me. I cannot make myself donate huge amts to st nicks like she did. there you go... I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside.. school has started. everyday is just go school and then go home for me.&lt;br /&gt;no hanging out in school with friends or whtsoever. last semester alr.... i feel so old and ready to graduate. and I know that Im gonna be havng trouble with one of my class.&lt;br /&gt;the prof wants us to choose a company that has less than 100 employees. and get their permission to enter to their webpage setting so we can track their analytical lists. sth like tracking the number of ppl who visits the website and where are they located. and helping them market their company after that.&lt;br /&gt;this is not gonna be easy. if some grp of students who are still in school asked to do that to my company, in what right mind shld I trust these bunch of idiots. haha.. i seriously have to figure out ways to get through this whole tough shit. i have 2 more wks to find the company.... better do or die, valen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep 8 hours a day and I still get tired.&lt;br /&gt;I drink 10cups of coffee in a day and I still can be tired.&lt;br /&gt;I am forever hungry and tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4662327397584366712?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4662327397584366712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4662327397584366712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4662327397584366712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4662327397584366712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-reading-shuweis-blog-i-think-she.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3506427254015729966</id><published>2008-08-24T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:50:45.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>valine is currenly on her 2nd day in vegas for some trunk show event for her internship.&lt;br /&gt;and she had to call me sometime ard 9plus p.m cause her boss asked her to babysit his two kids for 3 hrs (but not bad though he's paying her $60) and his two kids kept punching her.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;omg.. if i was valine, i wld go KICK BOTH THE TWO KIDS!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha and then valine tried changing the tv channels cause they were on Family Guy (this cartoon show that needs parental advisory.) according to valine it's very RA. so she tried changing the channel, and both the kids got angry so she didnt bother and let them watch the RA show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAH.... kids! anw, valine will be missing the first two days of school. too bad for her! i cant wait for school to start. YIPPPIEEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3506427254015729966?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3506427254015729966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3506427254015729966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3506427254015729966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3506427254015729966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/valine-is-currenly-on-her-2nd-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-1699667028227139537</id><published>2008-08-21T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:53:40.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watashiwa ureshii kedo kanashii...&lt;br /&gt;it's the last day I'm with the American Diabetes Association but everyone is so nice. I was so sad to leave them. The Director of Marketing and Communication gave me this cert that says that I am a wonderful intern and he got the Executive Director and some other directors to sign in. and he specifically mentioned that if I ever need recommendation letter or any sort of documents to prove that I have had whatever experience, feel free to ask him to do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH! hontoni konomashii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be seeing them still. I became the key volunteer for &lt;em&gt;Step Out: Walk to fight diabetes&lt;/em&gt; event in downtown LA. so yeahhh! =) will be going down alot to help! and I'll be walking. HAHA.. so scared never done walk like this before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1699667028227139537?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1699667028227139537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1699667028227139537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1699667028227139537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1699667028227139537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/watashiwa-ureshii-kedo-kanashii.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3361228924105076549</id><published>2008-08-18T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:52:02.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took the time off to smell the flowers this morning =)&lt;br /&gt;something I haven't done in qt sometime.&lt;br /&gt;It was rejuvenating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think liko just enlightened me last night.&lt;br /&gt;It's the bitterness that's been there all along. So no matter how much I say I have put it all aside and forget everything, it is still haunting me as long as I dont get to the bottom of the roots and exterminate them. well I dont think I am in some sort of denial but I just have not been getting down to the roots tht's all.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, if his words do help me, I will proclaim his greatness and take that he is my guardian angel. HAHAHA! omg i sounded so gay, didnt I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE IS COMING BACK TO L.A!!! yipppeeeee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3361228924105076549?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3361228924105076549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3361228924105076549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3361228924105076549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3361228924105076549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-took-time-off-to-smell-flowers-this.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-290660927268127401</id><published>2008-08-15T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:10:27.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SKXF1KFoOLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Rvx9gdTybzI/s1600-h/cutie+books.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234807658919770290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SKXF1KFoOLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Rvx9gdTybzI/s400/cutie+books.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought these 3 books some time ago. VERY LONG TIME ago in fact. wanted to make all these cute stuff during the hols. but these 3 books take so long to arrive. i bought from different sellers. all sellers CHEAT MY MONEY! arrrghhhhh!!! anw, back to the books, they're so cute I tell you. I wanna make all these and.. i dont know what to do with them once I've made them. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-290660927268127401?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/290660927268127401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=290660927268127401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/290660927268127401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/290660927268127401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-bought-these-3-books-some-time-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/SKXF1KFoOLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Rvx9gdTybzI/s72-c/cutie+books.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-1317961647089634098</id><published>2008-08-12T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:40:27.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been following the Olympic games.&lt;br /&gt;michael phelps is currently on my top favorite list. he is so cute yo! I dont usually like &lt;em&gt;ang mohs&lt;/em&gt; but this one is an exception. haha! he is so good in what he does.&lt;br /&gt;he is so darn good! he got his 3rd gold medal last night and they're expecting him to get 5 more golds. not only did he get his golds, he also broke all the records. well, most of the records were his previously just that he broke them again...&lt;br /&gt;US swimming team is so good.&lt;br /&gt;china men gymnast is so good. it seems so easy to see them do their stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! indo has goten two medals =)&lt;br /&gt;weightlifting! HAHAHAHAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should be a weightlifter if all else fails in life. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1317961647089634098?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1317961647089634098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1317961647089634098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1317961647089634098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1317961647089634098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-been-following-olympic-games.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-1214549585985848682</id><published>2008-08-05T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T16:48:46.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think God made a huge mistake when he created men.&lt;br /&gt;they were built with such imperfections i wonder why (s)he wld still mass produce them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries.. nothing happened to me. wldnt allow myself to happen anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday while working at the bakery. there was this sick old guy who was masturbating outside the bakery. he was masturbating to the 3 girls that sat next to the table he was sitting. sick i tell you. he didnt get anything from the bakery. he just sat on the table outside and of course moved the table and chair so that I wldnt be able to see him frm where I was. but yeah.. indecencies in public. I swore I was traumatized for that one whole day. the 3 girls took qt a while before they realized the guy was doing his thing. and they just told him to get lost! despite me being very disgusted, I still had to put on a pair of gloves and disinfect the area surrounding him. &lt;em&gt;gahhhh!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna justify myself. I do not have any problem with guys masturbating. BUT PLEASE DO IT AT YOUR OWN PRIVACY. NOT IN PUBLIC FOR OTHERS TO SEE! thank god I didnt see anything inappropriate. but those girls came in and had to show me what he exactly did. just the thought of it, irks me out! i am THAT close to being traumatized with guys and their thing. maybe I am already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I thought I had the worst experience ever... my co worker told me that she came across guys masturbating in public twice before. once was when she was still 14 in the train on the way to school. the guy sitting next to her was on his way to work. thus had his briefcase covering his front. he started moaning. curious, she peeked at him. and right there... she saw something that she shldnt be seeing at her age. she said she was traumatized but she didnt dare to tell anyone. she just changed seat. the guy dropped off at the next stop but gave her that i-know-you-saw-me kind of look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another time she was in a bookstore in New york, a guy was masts-ing with a magazine at one corner. but this happened when she grew older so I guess she could be more accepting. okay, accepting is not the right word. she does not accept his behaviour. but let's just say she has more experience than when she was 14. then she reported tht sicko to someone who was working in the bookstore. they told her it wasnt his first time. he was caught by the police once and would still come back and do it again. so basically he's a sex offender. ewwwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, my friend is 37 and she's happily married now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough already. I am ----THIS----- close to being petrefied by men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1214549585985848682?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1214549585985848682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1214549585985848682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1214549585985848682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1214549585985848682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-god-made-huge-mistake-when-he.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3853084987189375923</id><published>2008-08-03T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:01:07.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from The Mummy movie with jane and valine. the producer or director or whoever made that movie should just stop at Mummy Returns. I dont understand how they could move mummies from Egypt all the way to the mummies in China. The concept may be good. May be. Qin Shi Huang's army coming alive and stuff. but i still find it very unrealistic with the whole idea of eternal life pool? whattttt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that I havent been done for a few wks. went around looking for homeless last night. The last time I did that, I had my mum right next to me. So when I found a homeless lying around, i'll stop the car, my mum would drop them food. the time before was with jane. but i was all alone last night. Didnt feel as scared as before. I swear homeless here are harmeless.. and they're always so appreciative. that's why I like them. They never ask for more and would always be so thankful with what are given to them. There seems to be more homeless than before. I had 4 bags of food to give to 4 homeless. But by the time I was done with the food, there were still a few homeless that I missed out. maybe they will share? hmmmm... there have been so many homeless around LA. I forgot to ask Duncan the last time I visited him if the number has gone up or something. seems like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3853084987189375923?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3853084987189375923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3853084987189375923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3853084987189375923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3853084987189375923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-came-back-from-mummy-movie-with.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8202436314725047100</id><published>2008-07-28T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:12:29.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just received a good dose of reality early this morning. Walked in the office like any other day in the past weeks. &lt;strong&gt;Bo&lt;/strong&gt;, Director of Communication and Marketing all of a sudden told me to sit in for him during the staff meeting because he had to make a conference call with ABC7. Just like any other staff meeting, it's basically a time where head of different departments get together and update each other on what they have been doing for the past week. It doesn't sound as scary as when you are physically there yourself facing the other 15 heads in the huge conference room. The scariest part is when the president, &lt;strong&gt;Jane &lt;/strong&gt;looked at me and wanted me to update what the Communication had been up to. All thanks to the communication class that I took in the last semester in USC, I was able to speak up (well, still very scared. but I think I managed to put up a facade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PHEW!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least I know for sure, I will have alot to update on my Resume. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be meeting up with Steph Kudus with valine after work tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Then meeting up with Charlene and Eveline tomorrow morning before work to eat and discuss about some stuff adults should be talking about. HAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;and just a reminder for myself, I have not call Tiff PG yet.&lt;br /&gt;oh and also... I havent start hitting the gym yet. I know been super lazy OMG! my working pants are gonna burst on me soon. I can feel it. right there! SO TIGHT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8202436314725047100?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8202436314725047100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8202436314725047100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8202436314725047100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8202436314725047100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-received-good-dose-of-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4084175622654068038</id><published>2008-07-24T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:55:17.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to lose weight so bad. im nt aiming for the to-die-for body just wanna shed off some pounds so I can be healthier than now and of couse, fit into all my working pants. speaking of pants, i have been using the same old pants for the past few wks cause i've gained so much weight the other pants wldnt fit me no more. I wash it during the wkend, and re-use them again on weekdays. how sad. OH! and totally hit me today. my 3mths old jeans just gave up on me today. IT TORE! right at some place I wld rather not say. OMG! I hope it's not that I have gained too much weight. Maybe cause I wore it straight after I took it out frm the dryer. so MAYBE... the threads are so heated that it tore so easily like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited &lt;strong&gt;LAHSC&lt;/strong&gt; this morning!!!! saw some familiar faces but was most excited to see Duncan! Shiva doesnt work there anymore ='( awww... and Becky has become the director so she does admin work in the office. Nick who joined LAHSC one mth before I left has become some kind of manager.. wow! I was surprised they could all remember me. and they've also cleaned up the whole place. looks much cleaner and brighter (for some reason) now. I promise to go back there one day to volunteer or intern for a few days? that sounded ridiculous. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching all the nostalgic dramas on youtube. I've been on&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVwhSlruuqo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt; 解连环&lt;/a&gt; ! i so remember this show abt fann wong dying. and her soul meet her new life. yah yah.. something like that..  k till here first. im back to my singapore dramas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4084175622654068038?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4084175622654068038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4084175622654068038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4084175622654068038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4084175622654068038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-need-to-lose-weight-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-6220632109327381328</id><published>2008-07-21T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:37:26.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just wanna &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLEEP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anytime i get the chance to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am so lazy for everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/8398323-6220632109327381328?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/6220632109327381328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=6220632109327381328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6220632109327381328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6220632109327381328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-wanna-sleep-everytime-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7013742489107231296</id><published>2008-07-17T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T10:35:57.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here am I sitting at the comfort of my own tiny cubicle. The director of Communication was away on vacation yesterday and he's not yet here today. and so I heard he's away for some meeting and only be back after noon. at the meantime, I have nothing to do for the next 2 hours. TWO HOURS yo! yesterday I came to the office in the morning and only to know later on tht he is away on vacation. He didnt even leave me a note or anything. So I went back home after staying for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been surfing the net aimlessly for the past half an hour and found an article about the declining value of a college degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A degree, Bea Dewig says, "isn't any big guarantee of employment, it's a basic requirement, a step you have to take to even be considered for many professional jobs."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you are vying for a stable job with million of others who also have a degree. life is tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7013742489107231296?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7013742489107231296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7013742489107231296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7013742489107231296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7013742489107231296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-here-am-i-sitting-at-comfort-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-477732498704221460</id><published>2008-07-15T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:22:16.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if found, please return:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 $100 bills from my wallet is nowhere to be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just put those cash in few days back and I am SO damn sure I havent use them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay whatever. not like I'm gonna get them back anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so who took them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-477732498704221460?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/477732498704221460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=477732498704221460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/477732498704221460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/477732498704221460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-found-please-return-3-100-bills-from.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3942944169564844656</id><published>2008-07-14T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T14:58:15.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time for some updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have super smelly feet ='(&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh i know that but it seems to be getting worse lately. what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me 2 whole hours to donate blood today. the waiting... and I have no idea how i ended up last on the line. so everyone else was done before me. plus, I have crooked small veins. it always take them longer to get a whole pack of blood out frm me. cause the blood flow very slowly out. i was so sleepyyyyy... and felt so &lt;em&gt;paiseh&lt;/em&gt;. cause i was the only person lying on those beds left. they started packing halfway through, then i felt more &lt;em&gt;paisehhh &lt;/em&gt;than everrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think honesty is so darn important between relationships. hmmmm... this is so random i know. but yeah common sense wise, you have to be honest to gain someone's trust. then when that someone just destroy that trust, how are you even gonna believe the person anymore. even if the truth can hurt me so much, i wld rather be hurt knowing the truth than getting hurt finding out the truth. okay, end of the day you still have to give more and expect less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3942944169564844656?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3942944169564844656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3942944169564844656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3942944169564844656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3942944169564844656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-for-some-updates-i-have-super.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-1535240121764727485</id><published>2008-07-02T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:42:10.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dearest shuwei. update for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(let's not be biased. for everyone else in Singapore too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been busy lately with interns on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and bakery on Tuesdays, Fridays, Saturdays, Sundays. Been two weeks since I've been with American &lt;strong&gt;Diabetes Association (ADA) &lt;/strong&gt;and I have been learning tons of stuff. Nothing like what you're learning in&lt;strong&gt; Paribus&lt;/strong&gt;. Totally unfamiliar with those financial terms. ADA been exposing me alot to the world of advertising. Been writing &lt;em&gt;Public Service Announcements (PSA)&lt;/em&gt; for the ADA for all the Radio/TV/Cable stations in California. Basically getting involved in the whole process of getting the PSAs read on national broadcast. From writing a 30sec spot to writing the cover letters to 83 different stations and sending them out (havent reached till this part yet). Since you're coming back LA only late august, you probably won't get the chance to hear the announcement over the radios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anw, I am still trying to adjust to the idea of working 7days/wk.... Especially this coming wkend- Independence day wkend. Offices are closed but I still have to work in the bakery. The others in the bakery made me switched schedules with them and somehow I ended up working in the bakery the whole day from friday till sunday. Didnt knw it was the independence day wkend till few days ago. Sometimes when I get so sick of working in the bakery, I keep telling myself that the money is meant for good cause so I get the drive to keep on going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start volunteering with St John Health Center over at Santa Monica Blvd too. But I'll start sometime later this month or early august when I get everything else on track. Plus, it's a long term commitment thing once I start with them. So it will continue on till the school semester begin and even after that. Not a bad way to start giving back to the community and explore the field of medicine. hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send some love over from singapore yo! you know I love you *the ryan secreast way* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1535240121764727485?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1535240121764727485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1535240121764727485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1535240121764727485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1535240121764727485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/07/dearest-shuwei_02.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3947448227539891061</id><published>2008-06-25T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:35:14.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>though &lt;strong&gt;American Diabetes Association (ADA) &lt;/strong&gt;is a non profit organization, eveything else seems very different frm &lt;strong&gt;Los Angeles Homeless Services Coaltion (LAHSC).&lt;/strong&gt; Been with ADA for almost a week nw and I must say I AM LOVING IT yo! Trust me, though I prefer working in a larger scale company, I still wont forget LAHSC. It was where I first came to realize I had interest in non profit organizations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who doesnt exactly knw what non profit organization is, kindly look up the web and get a clear definition. it is not a place where you volunteer.though you can. you still get paid by working there. you're nt pay much less than other companies or whatsoever. oh, but as an intern, I dont get paid. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own cubicle set right in front of&lt;em&gt; Bo Smith&lt;/em&gt;, the marketing and communication director. My own computer, scanner, stationaries. everything were set neatly for me from the first day I was assigned to the seat. Been doing Public Service Announcements (PSA) stuff. We're gonna be doing a 30-sec spot on radio stations. The most difficult thing abt this is writing the speech to exactly the number of words given. Then when you start editing so the number would fit, the sentences dont soundas convincing. I have to make sure the message is persuasive yet subtle. I am still nt done writing my PSA. the fun thing abt this project is, I get to  contact radio stations and stuff after this. and when I hear the ad over the radio next time, I can proudly say I DID IT ALL BY MYSELF for ADA. wahahahahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAY!!! my parents are confirmed to be coming down again in december!!tickets are booked! mum hasnt even leave L.A yet. haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3947448227539891061?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3947448227539891061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3947448227539891061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3947448227539891061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3947448227539891061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/06/though-american-diabetes-association.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7458639770811572179</id><published>2008-06-21T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T11:46:10.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here I am blogging as requested by chow. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, I have been accepted by American Diabetes Association as a summer intern. YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up my intern with the plastic surgeon over at beverly hills. My feeling tells me that I've made the right choice. I still wanna get into the non-profit sector upon my graduation. So what can be better than getting an intern at the nation's leading non-profit health organization huh... Can't wait for intern to start next monday!!! and I knw for sure I'll be handling projects in California such as the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://stepout.diabetes.org/site/PageServer?pagename=OUT_homepage"&gt;'Step Out: Walk to fight diabetes'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Probably nt the whole of California... Just Long Beach, California and Orange County.. and since ADA is such a known organization, there's gonna be alot of companies who wanna sponsor us for this event.. I'm gonna be attending with meetings with those sponsorships and we'll see what's next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internship has barely started yet. So there's nth much for me to update what my job involves. I'm just crossing my fingers tht it will be somehow like what my manager told me it wld be. One thing though.. I have to be dressed in business casual for the internship. &lt;em&gt;bleahhhhh....&lt;/em&gt; my pants are so tight on me! my shirts too! my jacket too... can't button them no more! AHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing that I have to be responsible of- to tell my plastic surgeon that I will unfortunately be unable to take up an internship with him. But ahhhh!!!! It's so much harder to reject that to get rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm secretely a workaholic. I cannot stay home doing nth. Even when my mum is here, I still wanna schedule myself so packed that I have things to do every single day. So now I have work/intern everyday for 7days/wk. Felicia and Valine each have work and intern for 5days/wk. My dad is wondering what mum can do here everyday. &lt;em&gt;uh-hum.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7458639770811572179?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7458639770811572179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7458639770811572179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7458639770811572179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7458639770811572179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-i-am-blogging-as-requested-by-chow.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4812520745444110161</id><published>2008-06-20T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T04:09:48.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT TO SAVE THE WORLD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fighting crime trying to save the world, here I come just in time valencia bao xin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4812520745444110161?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4812520745444110161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4812520745444110161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4812520745444110161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4812520745444110161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-want-to-save-world.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2670498782689854521</id><published>2008-06-17T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:17:49.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know i dont think I ask for much. well,maybe I do once in a while when my handbag/shoe fetish kicks in. Then again, there is endless handbags and shoes from every seasons so I don't exactly shop much now. I still however read up on what's new for the season and what's in or out. Asides from that, I always try to remind myself to curb my spendings cause I cannot let these material things take control of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need for now is just some time (yes, more time despite all these time)&lt;br /&gt;and friends&lt;br /&gt;and the rest can just go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times have I asked for time? many.&lt;br /&gt;and how many times have I successfully gotten to where I want to be? never.&lt;br /&gt;I suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2670498782689854521?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2670498782689854521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2670498782689854521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2670498782689854521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2670498782689854521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-know-i-dont-think-i-ask-for-much.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-6285679156982250783</id><published>2008-06-10T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:34:48.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a while since I do a proper update on this blog...&lt;br /&gt;to put it nicely, life has been good and moving on quite very smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;quite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got an intern with a plastic surgeon in Beverly Hills this summer in the marketing department. For some reason, the doctor always take so long to reply me. Then I kinda gave up on him and start searching for another intern. Just when another door opens up for me, Doctor aka plastic surgeon call me up to tell me he was sick for the past wk. So he's getting his assistant to contact me either tomorrow or the day after to update me with the internship plan. WOW. after waiting so long for his call, I've actually made some back-up plans.... to work in the bakery to cover stef for the summer and intern in American Diabetees Association. Now I cannot decide which one to give up...I WOULD SO VERY LOVE TO DO BOTH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad left last night and mum extended her stay here till end june. I'm hoping she'll stay longer now. cause I'll be so busy with intern.. Valine too.. Felicia with work. So mum will be home everyday...well almost. She's gonna be cleaning the house and cooking and cleaning and cooking and what else... Im telling her to stay till December since dad is coming back here again in Dec. then they can both go back&lt;em&gt; kampung&lt;/em&gt; same time. sounds good? I feel so back in singapore again. hehehe... when 3 of us + mum living in the same house. and dad coming over to visit often. HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEEHE!!!! just missing of those friends that I really need to have around me. nt that I'm nt happy with those around me nw... I just miss everyone in singapore. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which.... i am so into little kids now. OMG!! i want kids. hahah i wanna go adopt one... find me one anyone. ANYONE! =) I have a very strong mother instinct nw. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-6285679156982250783?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/6285679156982250783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=6285679156982250783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6285679156982250783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6285679156982250783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-while-since-i-do-proper-update-on.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4067987486414673026</id><published>2008-06-03T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:22:27.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;SI QI YEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; THANK YOU &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;muahahahah!! I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; LOVE THE PICTURE =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4067987486414673026?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4067987486414673026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4067987486414673026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4067987486414673026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4067987486414673026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/06/si-qi-yeo-thank-you-thank-you-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3092728951711624735</id><published>2008-05-26T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:44:35.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; THANK YOU AH MEI MEI!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just came back frm SF and saw this package on the table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like a beast (I honestly think I am), I tore it open. so there you go. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE EVERYTHING INSIDE! &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING!&lt;/strong&gt; haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant believe this girl actually spent $70 on shipping. SingPost damn happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204909117587675042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SDuNRAIBV6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wV-t4ojpt84/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;btw, this camera will come in super handy cause... MINE WAS SPOILT LAST YEAR!!! I tried buying new batt but the cam still dont work. So I was kinda saddddd cause I had so many films left unused. now i can use them all!! GREAT MINDS THINK ALIKE yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SDuNRQIBV7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/CnuwDZU_q8U/s1600-h/DSC_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204909121882642354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SDuNRQIBV7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/CnuwDZU_q8U/s400/DSC_0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: thank you minqi (for chipping in the SLR cam) and angeline for the very nice wallet too!!!&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/8398323-3092728951711624735?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3092728951711624735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3092728951711624735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3092728951711624735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3092728951711624735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-you-ah-mei-mei-i-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/SDuNRAIBV6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wV-t4ojpt84/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-8903790013712455117</id><published>2008-05-06T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:22:04.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SCAzS2EZRGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9WdGPLU835E/s1600-h/shoes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197210368830162018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SCAzS2EZRGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9WdGPLU835E/s400/shoes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my defence, what is there left to say?&lt;/div&gt;SHUWEI, you biaatcccchhhhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;when you said that about my shoes, I was like 'haiya.. it's just shoes.." but I said that jokingly cause you always make a big hoohaa about me using that shoes and stepping on anything that would somewhat affect the physical condition.&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG!!! don't make me sound like the bitch yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, good luck for tomorrow exam! =) it's almost 4am and i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;your blog post is very DISTURBING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s: who is Imelda Marcos???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;update: it's 7.30a.m and i havent slept at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shuwei, it's prolly cause your blog entry that's making me all jittery.. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so anw, just came back frm a 6am cycle class. OMG. i wanna faint...............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8903790013712455117?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8903790013712455117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8903790013712455117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8903790013712455117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8903790013712455117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-my-defence-what-is-there-left-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/SCAzS2EZRGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9WdGPLU835E/s72-c/shoes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-2181315056773482190</id><published>2008-05-01T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:49:35.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; and so, presents have been coming this wk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBqO42EZREI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3kozWsQggvc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195622227363054658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBqO42EZREI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3kozWsQggvc/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195622227363054642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBqO42EZRDI/AAAAAAAAAIw/HgZN7pPYWlk/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBqO5GEZRFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FR3TzaDkKso/s1600-h/swei+present.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195622231658021970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBqO5GEZRFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/FR3TzaDkKso/s400/swei+present.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK YOU ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBqN22EZRCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jT3nGODSAhw/s1600-h/swei+present.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2181315056773482190?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2181315056773482190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2181315056773482190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2181315056773482190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2181315056773482190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-so-presents-have-been-coming-this.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBqO42EZREI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3kozWsQggvc/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-2818976511486170523</id><published>2008-04-30T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T04:35:59.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time check: 4.18a.m&lt;br /&gt;location: Leavy library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on my portfolio for hours now. Im basically left with less than 4 hours to complete my last entry. Minimum is to write 6 pages, and I'm trying so hard to hit the 6th page now. I progress very slow when it comes to writing. No actually, my progress is very slow when it comes to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having so much distractions. urghhhh!!! SHOES / **/ SHOES/ ** / SHOES / ** / SHOES. so anw, after I submit my learning portfolio， I'm gonna announce my self-proclaimed end of school! who cares abt the finance hw tht's due tomorrow. who cares abt the presentation on friday. who cares! who cares!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2818976511486170523?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2818976511486170523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2818976511486170523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2818976511486170523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2818976511486170523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-check-4.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4000076769596479870</id><published>2008-04-26T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:43:30.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15 years ago....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193624337425974258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBN10WEZQ_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yQv36O8pOrQ/s320/5yr+bday.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193623491317416930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBN1DGEZQ-I/AAAAAAAAAII/hSeinuDUh7w/s320/5yr+old.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 years later...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I STILL LOVE YOU BOTH SISTERSSS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you knw I can always count on the two of you for anything. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4000076769596479870?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4000076769596479870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4000076769596479870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4000076769596479870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4000076769596479870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/04/15-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/SBN10WEZQ_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yQv36O8pOrQ/s72-c/5yr+bday.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-4564504160565515645</id><published>2008-04-23T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:44:23.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm gonna break down soon.&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;let's see. it's past 12 mn now. my class starts at 8 tomorrow (wednesday). which means, I have less than 7 hours to do all these before class starts:&lt;br /&gt;-finish assigned mkt450 project parts&lt;br /&gt;-study for Operation Management quiz&lt;br /&gt;-start on my learning portfolio so I have sth to show to the prof during our meeting at 3p.m&lt;br /&gt;so basically, no sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the coming wk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;: Operation Management Case presentation (case to solve, ppt preparation, 5-pg write up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;: Finance homework due, mkt450 presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;: Business Comm learning portfolio due, OM simulation game write up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't think I can handle all these.....&lt;br /&gt;So tired. and you know how some people start so damn early to study for their final exams?&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those who starts only the day before. Partly cause I am the kind who only study day before exams, and also cause I'm trying finish all these before I can start studying for finals. I am so gonna be screwing this semester, just like any other sem. My parents are coming even before I am done with half of my exams. How can you even study with them around -- worst distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I really need to get some retail therapy... have no idea how often have I been hanging ard saks5th and neiman. SPEAKING OF WHICH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for my SLR to come. OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CANNOT WAIT CANNOT WAIT CANNOT WAIT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4564504160565515645?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4564504160565515645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4564504160565515645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4564504160565515645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4564504160565515645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-im-gonna-break-down-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-5074397874938564261</id><published>2008-04-20T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:25:45.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SAveRULLp2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ve84fW85P3k/s1600-h/0452598893012_275x275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191487384529381218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/SAveRULLp2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ve84fW85P3k/s320/0452598893012_275x275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say bye bye to louboutin =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HATE MY FEET! I swear its fatter than the elephants' =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't even lie myself that it looks okay. it's so not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i have smaller feet. I mean a smaller width. the length is okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAD ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5074397874938564261?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5074397874938564261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5074397874938564261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5074397874938564261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5074397874938564261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/04/say-bye-bye-to-louboutin-i-hate-my-feet.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/SAveRULLp2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ve84fW85P3k/s72-c/0452598893012_275x275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-9075295802690555894</id><published>2008-04-17T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:13:40.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world&lt;br /&gt;just because I dont blog, doesnt mean I'm not alive somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;here I am!! ALIVE YO! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo... life in 20 has no much difference. seriously, i still look young right?&lt;br /&gt;(except for someone who thought I was already 23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, the semester is coming to an end in 2 wks time (GASP!)&lt;br /&gt;I dont want it to end...  though i'm nt gonna officially end yet, so many others are.&lt;br /&gt;so many papers and presentation and banquet stuff coming up. OH GOD! I cannot decide which ones to do first. in the midst of all these, i apologize to the many friends (you know who you are &lt;em&gt;lar&lt;/em&gt;) whom I've been neglecting lately. okay maybe 'neglecting' isnt the right word to use. maybe I shld change tht to 'less contact'. I FEEL SO DAMN BUSY not only with school work but also with all the other responsibilities that I have to fulfil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so ridiculous when I even have to make a-wk-before appointment with angeline just to find the right time so both of us can meet up. I have to cancel off gym days with yining just cause I have to be somewhere with someone else. and I keep putting off meet-ups to dont knw when. slap me somebody... &lt;em&gt;capek bgt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-9075295802690555894?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/9075295802690555894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=9075295802690555894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/9075295802690555894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/9075295802690555894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-world-just-because-i-dont-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-5459431336421854942</id><published>2008-04-03T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:07:18.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you knw how sometimes u wish u just have better luck, better brain and be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;cause getting parking ticket twice within the same mth just sucks!&lt;br /&gt;and having to cramp all the info only the night before the exam just shows how lousy I am when it comes to time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped another morning class yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so apparently, i set my alarm to 2 hr before class time. when alarm rang, i walked over to change the alarm time to an hr and a half before class time. and the next moment, i woke up late for class! valine said i went over to switch off the alarm myself.&lt;br /&gt;wow! VERY SMART.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been falling asleep everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;in class... and on the table too! there's that tracable saliva stain on some of my books and notes. HEHEHEHEH! finance definitely have the most stain. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay have exactly 1 hr to study for finance. shucksss!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5459431336421854942?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5459431336421854942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5459431336421854942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5459431336421854942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5459431336421854942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-knw-how-sometimes-u-wish-u-just.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8547545976082956453</id><published>2008-03-30T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T04:18:41.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. stop bitting fingernails&lt;br /&gt;2. dont eat after 6p.m&lt;br /&gt;3. off to bed by 12mn&lt;br /&gt;4. have better time management&lt;br /&gt;5. leave aside all distractions (switch laptop off when studying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is it that I've got it wrong again this time round? 为什么呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8547545976082956453?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8547545976082956453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8547545976082956453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8547545976082956453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8547545976082956453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-5059460546353080654</id><published>2008-03-22T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:42:30.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shoot me! it's coming to the end of the spring break and i just cant start on those soon due assignments. i am so lazy! and I've been so distracted over the new york trip. doesnt help at all when there's gonna be 5 exams coming up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im just updating the blog just cause it hasnt been updated for qt some time.&lt;br /&gt;so basically, I've been spending alot, eating alot, playing alot, studying little.&lt;br /&gt;yuppp.... that's what I've been doing. or better, just refer to &lt;a href="http://iews.blogspot.com/"&gt;shuwei's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she updates more of me in her blog. &lt;em&gt;right right shuwei?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5059460546353080654?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5059460546353080654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5059460546353080654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5059460546353080654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5059460546353080654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/03/shoot-me-its-coming-to-end-of-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2397519947538505598</id><published>2008-03-07T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T02:03:04.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where do i begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I locked myself out of the mini cooper. engine was on. All belongings (wallet, cellphones and basically anything-you-name-it stuff are in the car). begged around beverly hills for phones; hung up by AAA 3 times; waited an hr plus to wait for the locksmith to come; car door was opened in less than 5 minutes; one sixty five dollar poorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. left my cellphone somewhere i didnt knw and only came to realize it so late; thanks to the mexicans who returned my phone back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Spent time searching high and low for the permit with angeline. Only to realize that I put the permit in the car compartment. I TOTALLY FORGOT! thought the permit was blown away when I had the car roof down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a bimbo today. oh god! me no bimbo. me no bimbo. I think my brain cells are depleting ever since I hit my head heard against this pole that has nails on it. It hurts so bad, up till nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, I DID GOOD FOR INTERVIEW TODAY! I was so proud of myself =)&lt;br /&gt;got accepted by Dr. Anastasatos to work as a marketing intern for him to promote to the public more abt his services (knw what? hehehe). I'm still keeping my options open, even though I am already happy enough to get this one. right at the middle of beverly hills; so close to &lt;em&gt;sprinkles&lt;/em&gt; and barneys and saks fifth and neiman. YAYSSSS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2397519947538505598?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2397519947538505598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2397519947538505598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2397519947538505598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2397519947538505598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-do-i-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2233288799660257584</id><published>2008-03-05T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T03:00:02.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knw i shldnt be asking for more at this pt of time.&lt;br /&gt;but I wish i can be clear of what I really want and avoid making the wrong choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay! I think i've been irritating everyone around me to take the &lt;a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp"&gt;Jung Typology Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! I'm asking you to take that test too! it gives u a very clear headstart on what career to go into.. and basically tells you more about the person you are. Did that for my communication class. and got to do a more detailed one for my internship class. the more detailed one wld cost you $10.. but this one is free....and I think this summarizd one is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after you've got your personality combination, go over to &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/personal.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; page to read more about your own personality type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe.. i'm an ESFJ, which is also known as the caregivers(haha! behold your laughter!).&lt;br /&gt;it sounded too good to be true. but hey! they really are true.&lt;br /&gt;-Easily empathises with another person&lt;br /&gt;-Able to share feelings with other people&lt;br /&gt;-Sensitive to the needs of others, particularly those judged to be less fortunate&lt;br /&gt;-Receive satisfaction from giving to others&lt;br /&gt;-very service-oriented and concerned with the comfort and happiness of those around them&lt;br /&gt;seems like all EFSJs will go to heaven. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, this one is interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possible Career Paths for the ESFJ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Home Economics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well maybe, i used to love home econs classes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nursing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont mind. but nursing was a difficult major, so i skipped this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no no! you need to have lots of patience in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Administrators &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok, i can deal with this one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child Care &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why didnt i think of this!! i dont mind volunteering for the wkend in a childcare center or sth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Family Practice Physician&lt;br /&gt;Clergy or other religious work &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;religious work? no...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office Managers&lt;br /&gt;Counselors / Social Work &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;social work? totally yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Bookkeeping / Accounting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO NO NO! IM STAYING AWAY FRM ANYTHING THAT HAS GOT TO DO WITH ACOCUNTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Administrative Assistants &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2233288799660257584?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2233288799660257584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2233288799660257584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2233288799660257584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2233288799660257584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-knw-i-shldnt-be-asking-for-more-at.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4500321640635352650</id><published>2008-03-02T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T23:00:47.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/R8uiAr6RBHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HmxqTm7txqA/s1600-h/shuwei+and+eric.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173406729635955826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/R8uiAr6RBHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HmxqTm7txqA/s400/shuwei+and+eric.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my dear friend is sending her love from SF all the way to LA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say hellooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4500321640635352650?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4500321640635352650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4500321640635352650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4500321640635352650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4500321640635352650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-dear-friend-is-sending-her-love-from.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/R8uiAr6RBHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/HmxqTm7txqA/s72-c/shuwei+and+eric.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-4589256492259928795</id><published>2008-02-29T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T02:49:12.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been very happy lately.. maybe cause of the people I hang out with. they're forever so happyyy and happiness is infectious. plus, been in contact with friends whom I havent been talking to for the longest time. I wanna go back singapore at this very moment =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4589256492259928795?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4589256492259928795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4589256492259928795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4589256492259928795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4589256492259928795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-been-very-happy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7844805116191761098</id><published>2008-02-27T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:16:05.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;STEF IS FUNNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;location：bakery; stef wathcing L word behind the counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stef: how do lesbians fuck each other?&lt;br /&gt;me (being so deaf): huh? how do people fuck in china?&lt;br /&gt;just like how they do it here lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7844805116191761098?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7844805116191761098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7844805116191761098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7844805116191761098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7844805116191761098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg-stef-is-funny-locationbakery-stef.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-1374114091968532859</id><published>2008-02-18T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:13:59.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;THIS IS SO HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1374114091968532859?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1374114091968532859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1374114091968532859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1374114091968532859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1374114091968532859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8751083484033987906</id><published>2008-02-17T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T07:42:27.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MICC is over ='(&lt;br /&gt;oh god! I so dont want this to be over....&lt;br /&gt;the whole experience was so amazing, I wldnt trade for anything..&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to get back to the books. exams are coming up and i've been so distracted eversince I sent them off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently suffering frm PMS (Post MICC Syndromme). I wanna go back spore to do an exchange program with NUS ='( or SMU is fine too =) or Mahidol Univ in thailand is fine too. hahahaha!!I'm sure they have good looking students in there. HEHEHEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE all of them! I really need to get back to the books. &lt;em&gt;GAHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168345977339667106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/R7mnSIemYqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/q9QlBzQxz-I/s320/DSC02179a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8751083484033987906?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8751083484033987906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8751083484033987906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8751083484033987906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8751083484033987906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/02/micc-is-over-oh-god-i-so-dont-want-this.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/R7mnSIemYqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/q9QlBzQxz-I/s72-c/DSC02179a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-7204247925184043143</id><published>2008-02-13T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T18:20:30.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>click on &lt;a href="http://www.niptucksurgeon.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!! Dr. Anastasatos is looking for an marketing intern(god knws for spring or summer).&lt;br /&gt;and so I applied.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. hahahah!for fun seriously.... i mean, whats nt to like abt working with a plastic surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;maybe I can get a free lipo. and nw, he contacted me back to ask me to go for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;duh! I wont even be passing the interview.&lt;br /&gt;no big boobs-no looks-no body.&lt;br /&gt;short and stout.. hahahaha Im sure he wil have to do lots of nip and tuck on me if he ever wanna hire me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA this is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;free plastic surgery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came something so extraordinary =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7204247925184043143?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7204247925184043143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7204247925184043143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7204247925184043143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7204247925184043143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/02/click-on-this-hahahahaha-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4656029396540164105</id><published>2008-02-08T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T21:21:21.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh.... something that I have been wanting so damn much... i've finally gotten it.&lt;br /&gt;my summer internship in london for 6 wks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating whether or nt to accept the offer right now..&lt;br /&gt;been trying to refrain myself frm cursing but what the hell... I feel so confused now.&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited at first. but after attending the Career Fair that my school had yesterday, I've decided that I want to apply for Wynn Hotel in vegas for my summer. not that I will get it for sure. but the recruiter was so nice.... when I told him that I was gonna graduate in dec 2008, he said it will be just in time for me to be part of their family cause a full-scale resort is set to open at the end of the year, as an expansion of Wynn Las Vegas. They will have to hire 5,300 employees and marketing majors will definitely be in demand. so he said, summer internship with them will help me gear for the full-time entry level position in december. that is again, IF i ever get the internship. there's all those interviews ya daa ya daaa... which i tend to screw myself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, I havent been screwing up my interviews! yay!!! hahahah passed the 2 rounds of interview for the london summer internship. and the internship that Im doing right now. phewww!! after all, failures bring success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to the summer internship over at london:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pros-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gain an invaluable first hand experience in an unfamiliar business territory with different business climate.&lt;br /&gt;-great networking experience&lt;br /&gt;-see good looking people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cons-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-expensive (the 6wks will cost me &lt;strong&gt;USD20,000= GBP 10,273.20 = RUPIAH 185,070,000.00&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;-unpaid internship&lt;br /&gt;-very far frm US and having an internship at somewhere so far away in summer is such a bad idea when friends and families are coming&lt;br /&gt;-giving up my chance of applying to Wynn Hotel&lt;br /&gt;-get fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more cons than pros. dang it! but Im so unwilling to let go of this great great great opportunity.. sound so cliche. but whateverrrrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4656029396540164105?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4656029396540164105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4656029396540164105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4656029396540164105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4656029396540164105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/02/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-6797115316629971956</id><published>2008-02-04T23:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:40:25.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4th of feb is sucha happy day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out last night when jane cldnt sleep. went out with her to ralph to get some sleeping pills and after that we started goofing around.. hahah in the middle of the night in ralphs... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt feel like gg back home (despite my class which starts at 8am)... started driving around santa monica area to look for homeless people. Eversince Ive started my internship with LA homeless services coalition, i've been so inspired to initiate giving. cause I realise that what I give will enrich my life and comes back to me many times over. so anw, where was I? ok.. so we both started pointing out at people wanderng around (it was alr abt 2am) cause we wanted to find homeless people and drop them some food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn we saw this homeless guy sleeping outside seven-eleven. he was covered with his filthy jacket and lied there motionless.. so, we decided to make him our first lucky friend. but we got scared somehow... and jane didnt dare to get off the car to drp him the food. I ended up doing all the food dropping. I places the bag of food next to him and realized it was probably too far frm him and afraid that someone else might take those food away. so i went back and put the bag closer to him... who knows! the BAGUETTE frm the bag dropped out and hit his head!!!! THE MOMENT HE WOKE UP, JANE SCREAMT... I RAN OFFFFFF!!&lt;br /&gt;he was so hungry he didnt bother abt me (thank god!) he just opended the bag and started devouring those food.ahhhh.... what a sight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we both continued with the drive.. and there was this bridge that has about 5 to 6 homeless there. ALL SO SCARYYY.. we didnt dare to drop them food.. anw, went back home and off to bed at around 4 in the morning. was supposed to wake up at 7 to go to school.. and guess whattt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LATE!&lt;/strong&gt; ahahaha nt exactly late. but when the alarm sounded at 7am, i thought to myself that it was a saturday and that there wasnt any need for me to wake up that early. so i reset my alarm at 7.30 and went back to bed. GOD must be playing w me.. when i woke up at 7.30, I realized tht i was gonna be late for school! jam starts to get really bad frm 7.20 and I normally leave home at 7.15 in order to reach class on time. I woke up at 7.30.. imagine how fast i get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;and I rannnnn all the way to class the moment i parked my car. no stamina.. haha stopped a couple of times on the way to class.. but I managed to reach class just nice at 8 on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class ended at 12 and I had to rush off for my internship at 1. Internship is not fun anymore.. Its suchaa relazing environment but then I have to do countless research.. Im so tireddd... then again, doing all these give me a great sense of satisfaction. I wasso scared of screwing the whole project. but as soon as I was done, my supervisor kept praising me. HAHAH! even the guy whom I sent out the project to, told me that I did a great job! nothing beats that... getting praised for the hard work that i've done....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anw, after internship ends, send jane off to airport and had dinner with ferry and silvi and of course with jane herself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things that I have done in these 24hrs time period, makes me feel so human again. by that I mean, I feel so glad I havent lose myself despite all the temptations I've had in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of tht... its gonna be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chinese new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; soon! my tuition teacher in spore was so sweet. she queued for 2 hours to buy me some &lt;em&gt;bah kwa&lt;/em&gt; only to realise that the US custom are not allowing those &lt;em&gt;bak kwa&lt;/em&gt; to enter US... the thought itself is more than enough. thank you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-6797115316629971956?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/6797115316629971956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=6797115316629971956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6797115316629971956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6797115316629971956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/02/4th-of-feb-is-sucha-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8619524607106363785</id><published>2008-01-09T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:46:48.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's starting in less than a week.... so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;I havent gotten my books yet&lt;br /&gt;havent confirmed my classes yet&lt;br /&gt;im just so unprepared for school.&lt;br /&gt;gah!!! dont like school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8619524607106363785?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8619524607106363785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8619524607106363785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8619524607106363785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8619524607106363785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/01/schools-starting-in-less-than-week.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-5516707860226929617</id><published>2008-01-04T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:36:50.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM SO BLOODYYY SADDDD...&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT IN SINGAPORE TO ATTEND ALL THESE EVENTS...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyway... to all those in singapore, attend all these events for me pls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omg... I SO WANNA BE BACK IN SINGAPORE.. I WILL MISS ST NICKS... my 2nd home for freaking 9years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHIJ St. Nicholas Girls’ School &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C E L E B R A T E S 75 YEARS’ OF GOD’S BLESSING 1933 – 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 29 March&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homecoming Run/Fiesta 2008 A day of glorious fun, food and shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PLUS ‘Nostalgia, Down Memory Lane and Home-coming’&lt;br /&gt;An Anniversary cumulative 750km Run to set a new record with the Guinness Book of World Record with Dr. William Tan gracing the occasion (HOPE to Raise $1.8 million)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 30 May and Saturday, 31 May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jubilate – Promises to tickle the realm of your senses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A must-see performance of song, dance and skit by St. Nicholas very own talented award winning students! Gala Night on 31 May (Hope to raise about $ 0.3 million)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The St. Nicholas Girls’ School 75th Anniversary Alumnae Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Promises to be a Night to Remember! Come on, Class of 1933… 1943… 1953… 1963…2007… Be present, make your Year stand up for St. Nicholas Make it a Night to Remember, A Night that will be imprinted in your hearts, Till then… Launching… Get your copy of the 75th Anniversary Coffee Table Book and commemorative St. Nicholas Souvenirs (Hope to raise $1 million)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 Nov 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concelebrated Thanks Giving Mass to close the year and Moving Out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5516707860226929617?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5516707860226929617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5516707860226929617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5516707860226929617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5516707860226929617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-so-bloodyyy-sadddd_04.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4206047318903531668</id><published>2007-12-18T17:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T17:42:58.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/8398323-4206047318903531668?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4206047318903531668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4206047318903531668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4206047318903531668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4206047318903531668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/12/me-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-5245746279370221409</id><published>2007-12-17T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:46:39.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY HOUSE IS SPANKING CLEAN,&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes! omg.. its too clean to look like valen's house.&lt;br /&gt;we love it love it!&lt;br /&gt;just tt for the next 3 days (until papi and mami comes), we have to be very careful&lt;br /&gt;not to splatter too much water when showering&lt;br /&gt;not to cook anything, lest we are lazy to wash the dishes (only valine wld do this)&lt;br /&gt;not to drop too much hair on the carpet&lt;br /&gt;not to throw the shoes around after wearing them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho!!! the maids did amazing job...&lt;br /&gt;we paid them like $30 each for the tips on top of the $120/4hr. and fel bought them lunch&lt;br /&gt;they didnt stay up till the 4hrs though..&lt;br /&gt;and i thought they were nv gonna get the house cleaned with 4hrs.&lt;br /&gt;so i booked them longer. hoho!&lt;br /&gt;they were so fast!!! you give me sucha house like mine, ill take weeks to clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, last exam on wed but ive got no motivation or whatsoever to study.&lt;br /&gt;there's too much breaks alr ah! &lt;strong&gt;FIVE DAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went out with stef today.. i cant believe myself to actually step into bev cen in my home clothes (sleeping clothes to be exact). okay, thought bev cen was already bad enough, we went on to rodeo drive with my PJs yo! cause the bag is out in bev cen. and tt stupid guy told us they've sold out in all US. me, being untrusting... hahah told stef we cld check it out at rodeo cause they normally have ONE PIECE.. and yahhhh... at least valen in PJs with a HUGE LV BAG dont seem as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, there was really&lt;strong&gt; SALE IN CHANEL! &lt;/strong&gt;gasp!!! only a small portion of the shop though. the designs were so fuglyy... prolly the rest were sold out during the wkend... okay 3 more days babeeehhhhh... im going back there with more cash resources, parents. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: nt like i wld go buy anw =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5245746279370221409?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5245746279370221409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5245746279370221409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5245746279370221409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5245746279370221409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-house-is-spanking-clean-i-cannot_17.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-410724302168445715</id><published>2007-12-09T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:58:55.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/R1yPVfzMNiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/co1X-7y4t3Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;final exams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;december 12: 14:00 - 16:00 hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;december 13: 16:30 - 18:30 hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19:00 - 21:00 hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;december 14: 11:00 - 13:00 hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;december 19: 16:30 - 18:30 hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/8398323-410724302168445715?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/410724302168445715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=410724302168445715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/410724302168445715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/410724302168445715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/12/final-exams-december-12-1400-1600-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-4742674679753617467</id><published>2007-12-08T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:18:41.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meeting up with shuwei makes me happy.. maybe cause she's the closest person here who resemble my friends in singapore... ahhhhh i miss everyone in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;shuwei, pls remember to buy me some cola gummies when you're back in spore.&lt;br /&gt;sending all my love love love to everyone in singapore yo! and of course new jersey and beijing too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw, i feel so accomplished today... i finally called up the maid agency to schedule for an apptment to get my apartment cleaned up! yay!!! two maids will be coming in next monday to have my house cleaned! i think im gonna have them scheduled come in my house once every two wks, after my parents leave. so they wont know i hire maids. hehehe!!! its so tiring to have to study, clean your own laundry and CLEAN THE HOUSE. omgggg.. i just dont have the time to do all those houseworks... and to be honest, household chores are a bitch! you clean the house today, the next day they get dirty again... i dont know where the dusts come frm! urgghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to books! im so far frm being done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4742674679753617467?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4742674679753617467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4742674679753617467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4742674679753617467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4742674679753617467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/12/meeting-up-with-shuwei-makes-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-903512830405919712</id><published>2007-12-05T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:23:12.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's this &lt;em&gt;'someone'&lt;/em&gt; who has been following my heart so closely, i'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! I dont know where and when I signed up for those weekly horoscope..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been receiving this wkly horoscrope read on my cell phone and it freaks the hell out of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the msg normally gives an answer to what I have been feeling inside. its so scaryyy! cause one moment i'll be so troubled over sth.. and then the next morning I receive the msg that tells me exactly what I should do. or that something big is gonna come up, the msg tells me what I shd be wary of and sth bad will then happen within the next few days. just the way the msg puts it across... OMG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw, finals next wk.. i havent start anything yet. OMG... I knw im gonna be doing so bad for this semester, just like any other. Im so used to it... I just cant wait till my parents come.. been feeling so gahhh gahhh gahhhh!!! u knw, i really shldnt complain too much. then again, I've been bottling so much inside that I've been forcing food down my throat so I can feel better. still, i am not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-903512830405919712?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/903512830405919712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=903512830405919712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/903512830405919712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/903512830405919712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/12/theres-this-someone-who-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-6451390921648651457</id><published>2007-11-27T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T02:16:26.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am such a meanie to you ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-6451390921648651457?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/6451390921648651457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=6451390921648651457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6451390921648651457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/6451390921648651457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-such-meanie-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3831272144374867326</id><published>2007-11-25T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:34:37.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=96043095_ _&lt;br /&gt;go figure the last two # to watch it. haha!!! or, ask me personally, tt is if I wanna tell!&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/8398323-3831272144374867326?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3831272144374867326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3831272144374867326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3831272144374867326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3831272144374867326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/11/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-3888158551357912129</id><published>2007-11-25T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:51:28.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoho! taking over sam and this other indo girl this whole wkend.. so Im now working in the bakery just for these 2 days. there's this customer who was here all day yesterday and here again today. so he started talking to me abt what he does. OMG... he was such an angel.. helped me fix my laptop. and BAM! my laptop works super duper fast right now. I dont have to change laptop for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always find it fascinating to meet the customers at the bakery.. they can be quizzical. the last time, i met a matchmaker. and this guy right here.. he is a singer cum software programmer cum freelancer. omg... i dont even know what he does exactly.. he tells me all this weird stuff abt himself. he goes to sing karaok everyday to practice his voice... he's just weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he saw the temperature of the day on my laptop and he went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;xxx: oh! the temperature is 69.. oooo... i like that number!&lt;br /&gt;me: (thinking...)&lt;br /&gt;xxx: like that position&lt;br /&gt;me: (holy cow! he meant tt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt where he likes to hang out with his date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;xxx: i mean what the fuck are they doing in a coffee shop? I mean you dont bring your gf to a coffee shop to play uno cards when you are on a date. I wld bring them to the bed or magic mountain.&lt;br /&gt;me: okayyy magic mountain is cool.. the bed.. i dont know abt tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall dismiss all judgements I have of him, simply because he just helped me with my laptop. so, he's still nice despite his sexual innuendoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving holiday is coming to an end.. LA is gonna be crowded once again.. all those ppl are back frm their holidays..didnt leave LA. but i'm all good with the idea of staying behind when everyone else are gone... been a long time since I had fun in LA. Ive been in such a holiday mood, realised that Ive neglected all my school work. there's gonna be presentations coming up... and I've got tons of studying and homeworks to catch up on. so this is it... im gonna go back to my drama (hehehee! nt books just yet) first then, back to books later on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-3888158551357912129?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/3888158551357912129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=3888158551357912129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3888158551357912129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/3888158551357912129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoho-taking-over-sam-and-this-other.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-995146807684078121</id><published>2007-11-20T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T00:46:47.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;marketing or finance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone's like telling me they cannot see me do finance. i cannot see myself do finance either.. just cause I talk alot, ppl can see me do marketing. then again.. haiya!! there are some finance classes that seems fun and some marketing class that seems fun. i am so confused. at this pt of time, i seriously have no idea what do i want to be. i've lost my sense of direction somewhere along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-995146807684078121?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/995146807684078121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=995146807684078121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/995146807684078121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/995146807684078121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/11/marketing-or-finance-everyones-like.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-5151891125287158807</id><published>2007-11-18T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T02:17:56.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/R0AQ5te1ZBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oQsZqz7zSyQ/s1600-h/spiderman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134122158849877010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/R0AQ5te1ZBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oQsZqz7zSyQ/s320/spiderman.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my all time hero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too bad he doesnt use handkerchief =(&lt;br /&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/8398323-5151891125287158807?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5151891125287158807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5151891125287158807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5151891125287158807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5151891125287158807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-all-time-hero-too-bad-he-doesnt-use.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/R0AQ5te1ZBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oQsZqz7zSyQ/s72-c/spiderman.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-813330109113498813</id><published>2007-11-06T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T03:52:45.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg im so hyper!!! its almost 4am and i have to wake up in abt 3 hrs time.. wohoooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so random... I realised when I was studying in the library just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(while I was snacking...)&lt;br /&gt;-i love chocolates on its own.. chocolate as in real chocolate that melts in your mouth. bt I dont like chocolate covered sncks.. strawberry flavored snacks much prefered.. vanila is fine too. just dont give me chocolate snacks. chocolates taste bad with biscuits or anything... they are better they way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(while I was planning next sem schedule...)&lt;br /&gt;-I hate taking class with a female prof.. urgh! just hate them. hahah!!! they tend to screw my grades up.. the only female prof im taking this sem.. she's so quircky.. and 24/7 hyper. it scares me... and next sem, I'll probably be taking two classes with female prof.. unavoidable choice. dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's been so long since we 3 took a picture together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129693729611413842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/RzBVRNAJeVI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6Wdw-BwIZwU/s320/IMG_9721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-813330109113498813?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/813330109113498813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=813330109113498813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/813330109113498813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/813330109113498813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-im-so-hyper-its-almost-4am-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/RzBVRNAJeVI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6Wdw-BwIZwU/s72-c/IMG_9721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-4963233625316690624</id><published>2007-11-03T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T12:52:14.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate hanging around ugly ppl... ugly not by the appearance of couse.&lt;br /&gt;ugly in the heart... wldnt it be nice if all of us dont have a distinct appearance?&lt;br /&gt;if everyone looks the same, then the only thing that sets us apart is our heart.&lt;br /&gt;then it'll be so much easier to see who are ugly and who are not.&lt;br /&gt;well, I am nt saying that I am pleasant... I am nowhere close to perfect. but at least I have learnt to respect myself and be true to that. I dont have a purpose behind everything I do for ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so tiring to always have to try to put up a facade in front of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just leave me alone. shoo!&lt;br /&gt;then again, how do ugly ppl know that they are one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-4963233625316690624?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/4963233625316690624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=4963233625316690624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4963233625316690624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/4963233625316690624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-hanging-aroudn-ugly-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-1009051023870524976</id><published>2007-11-01T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T01:27:17.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am stressed because:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-econs hw due&lt;br /&gt;-stats hw due&lt;br /&gt;-accounting hw due&lt;br /&gt;-OB hw due&lt;br /&gt;-marketing project paper components due&lt;br /&gt;-OB team analysis due&lt;br /&gt;-accounting project step 1 due&lt;br /&gt;-econs exam coming up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THIS WEEK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how I deal with stress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-tons of shopping&lt;br /&gt;-tons of eating&lt;br /&gt;-excess listening to 5566 songs&lt;br /&gt;-playing with my new gadget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;effects on me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cannot sleep&lt;br /&gt;-cannot exercise&lt;br /&gt;-cannot think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eventually, I will die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-obese&lt;br /&gt;-moneyless&lt;br /&gt;-hairless&lt;br /&gt;-brainless&lt;br /&gt;-motionless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been doing so bad for all my exams. I feel so hollow now.&lt;br /&gt;okay, now stay away from me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-1009051023870524976?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/1009051023870524976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=1009051023870524976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1009051023870524976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/1009051023870524976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-stressed-because-econs-hw-due_01.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8421419391604477791</id><published>2007-10-28T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:24:16.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SF weekend getaway was fun! haha! check me out in my new ride. HAHA! right kin?&lt;br /&gt;I was rejuvenated from the trip.. what else, getting away frm LA, totally what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;chocolate tour at schaffen berger; 1.5hr long wait at burmese rest; trips to ikea (just cause someone drive so adventurously and broke my glass frame! haha)... SF was greattttttt!!!&lt;br /&gt;now I have no choice but be back to reality.. tons of school work... after an hr plus of flight, went back home to drop off the heavy baggages then set off to meet group members for meeting. accounting exam day after tomorrow too... wasnt at all productive in SF. So now I have to work my ass off until tuesday exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126574844620142914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/RyVAqNAJeUI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7o81Fjl5joU/s400/27th+oct.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;collage by kinia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you shuwei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;you know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha! you did this the last time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I had no idea why u thank me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so now my turn, Im sure you know why I thanked you this time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;really appreciate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;and dont be scared just cause Im nice. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8421419391604477791?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8421419391604477791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8421419391604477791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8421419391604477791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8421419391604477791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/10/sf-weekend-getaway-was-fun-haha-check.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/RyVAqNAJeUI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7o81Fjl5joU/s72-c/27th+oct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-5253478502629096884</id><published>2007-10-25T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:00:24.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg... interview w toyota went so bad today..... i think I did badly...&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot get through the interviews! ahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;totally killed me... I got stuck when she asked me something abt expectatition obligation...&lt;br /&gt;all the questions were hard okay! she shoot me with tons of terms and I have to give a real life experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid enough to ACCIDENTALLY delete the voice msg that I gt frm disney. cldnt get back to the caller cause I cant remember her name and the number tt she left me. So my chance of getting into disney is alr gone just like tt.. I burst my own bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... my only chance with toyota is gone alr.. then again.. nt all hopes are lost.. I'll be informed latest by next wk if I got through to the 2nd round of interview... then again, better to expect the worst so I wont get disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-5253478502629096884?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/5253478502629096884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=5253478502629096884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5253478502629096884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/5253478502629096884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/10/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7896295140273723942</id><published>2007-10-23T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T01:37:19.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's past 12 midnight and I just got home from school...&lt;br /&gt;horrible isnt it? went to school at 10p.m for a group meeting that lasted for 2 hours (thank god!). and now i'm back home trying to finish off all the homeworks due tomorrow before I can start studying for wednesday exam.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if all universities are like this.. or is it just the ones in US?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much to update and I dont know where to begin.. Been seeing the ugly sides of things lately and I dont know if this is just the beginning. There are times where I want to just speak out, then again its so hard. and so I choose to reserve my comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dnt know whats up with me and my 6ht sense lately... last thurs felt uneasy to be driving the next day. true enough, I got stopped by a police on the road. Today, woke up late for class. I felt there was gonna be something important in class and that I wldnt wanna afford missing the class. So i rushed down.. and true enough, there was a pop quiz... what if I can tell what is ahead of me. wldnt tt be great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend's dad just passed away..Hope that she'll remain strong and that her friends will be there for her. dad just messaged me this morning about the death of another person... I hate death... It reminds me that people around me are going to die one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm blogging for you cause you said I havent been blogging.. will reply your email as soon I have the time. things have been very ugly lately.. I dont even know why everything seems so clear all of a sudden. will prbably call you up during the wkend or sth... HAHA! like finally I'm calling right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7896295140273723942?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7896295140273723942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7896295140273723942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7896295140273723942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7896295140273723942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-past-12-midnight-and-i-just-got.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7788428017865484000</id><published>2007-10-15T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T21:20:37.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/RxQ7iKpzwmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hedw46tK7uI/s1600-h/qin+bday.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121784134388400738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/RxQ7iKpzwmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hedw46tK7uI/s400/qin+bday.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guess where am i???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heheeehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can someone pls send me a maid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chinese/mexican/black/white.. they are all good as long as they can make my house clean again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/8398323-7788428017865484000?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7788428017865484000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7788428017865484000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7788428017865484000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7788428017865484000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-where-am-i-heheeehee-can-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/RxQ7iKpzwmI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hedw46tK7uI/s72-c/qin+bday.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8398323.post-7186163925877849890</id><published>2007-10-09T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:04:12.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never felt worst than this in the past 4 days...&lt;br /&gt;had a sudden fever on saturday when I was still fine the day before. stayed in bed almost the whole day sleeping. sunday wasnt too good either.. but fever started to subside and thought I'll be well the next day when school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was monday. went to school, sick.. had to get back home after my first class cause felt giddy and all tt concentration was gone once I started coughing and sneezing. same thing today... went back home after accounting class.. skipped my econs. which I felt so guilty about. I will never ever in my life skip any econ class. but I cldnt take it.... I had trouble driving back home for the past 2 days. I kept praying tt I'll reach home safe and sound. It was as if I was drifting away from my body.. haha! I drove at 60miles/hour which is unusually slow for me. It was so difficult for me to step on the accelerator, either the feet seemed too heavy or that my legs were shivering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... I feel so weak... 6 wks into school and i have fallen sick twice already. this is not a good time to fall sick when there's 20units of classes weighing down on me.  cant afford to be sick... there's too much work to be done and tests to prepare for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7186163925877849890?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7186163925877849890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7186163925877849890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7186163925877849890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7186163925877849890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/10/never-felt-worst-than-this-in-past-4.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-8411177557120535063</id><published>2007-09-27T04:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T04:36:33.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yahoo featured headline reads: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com/s/687451"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Lack of sleep may be deadly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People who do not get enough sleep are more than twice as likely to die of heart disease, according to a large British study released on Monday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;time: 4.22a.m&lt;br /&gt;location: USC leavy library&lt;br /&gt;purpose: Study&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! yeahh!!! my last day of exam today! finally after 3days of torturous school. came home after class at 5 yesterday... kinda played for a while... then took a nap frm 8.30-10.30p.m.. woke up half an hr late to catch my top chef.. so had to continue watching for a re-run... finished watching my show at 12mn and realised how dead I was.. havent started on ECONS! omg.. econs is the deadliest subject! haha! I LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT! such an irony.. but here's the thing. when u love a subject so much.. even though it can be the deadliest thing on earth, you'll still want to devote all the time you've got to study for it. and studying for econs makes me happy! so.... made my way down to school to start studying.. and so, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the library is the best place when its after 12mn.. so quiet! the only time i can actually get down to studying- when everyone else is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehe!!! couple of ppl in the library are sleeping and they're snoring so dmn loud! its funny! but i quite like the sound of snores... ZzzZZzzzZZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, I havent slept for more than 15hrs for the past 4 days...when i'm supposed to be having (8 x 4) 32hrs of sleep. 15/32 x 100% = (count yourself)&lt;br /&gt;so, the chance of me getting a heart problem is more than 50% of the normal population..and if heart problem is the direct causation of death, then my chance of dying earlier than the normal population is higher than 50%. and so... if avg age of death is 80, then I will die before 40. SHIT! i better go study now.. at least if I cannot make it beyond 40yrs old, I wld have more econs knowledge up there. HAHA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-8411177557120535063?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/8411177557120535063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=8411177557120535063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8411177557120535063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/8411177557120535063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/09/time-4.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-2547389470350920673</id><published>2007-09-20T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:47:30.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously need a time turner tht hermoine has.&lt;br /&gt;how do i get that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks when you have to make a decision as of &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; place you choose to be when you actually have&lt;strong&gt; FOUR&lt;/strong&gt; to be at.&lt;br /&gt;I realised how much responsibility are weighted in making decisions like that. sigh too bad.. I've got to keep my promise and accompany valine to watch some theater show for her class, even though that wld be the last thing I wld have chosen to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next wk is gonna be tough.. exams every day and a quiz. wow! just the right time when the internship wk is going on. there's nt even enough time to study in the weekend... I NEED SUGAR!!!! to keep me alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-2547389470350920673?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/2547389470350920673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=2547389470350920673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2547389470350920673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/2547389470350920673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-seriously-need-time-turner-tht.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8398323.post-7258251549710617037</id><published>2007-09-17T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T19:00:31.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;mini popular bookstore&lt;/strong&gt; that is not so mini afterall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111356807175223378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rZt1DaEik2M/Ru8v71v0OFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9VTflkg6IX8/s320/DSC02056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now, beat that shuwei!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;omg seriously&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I wldnt have thought i have that much stationaries till swei posted an entry on her blog with how much pens she had in stock... I dont think ill ever finish using those pens! haha seriously... too&lt;em&gt; kiasu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay now back to books! im so lazy to study! to do homework... Im dreading school alr. send me much love frm spore! give me loveeee!!! I need loveeeee! haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8398323-7258251549710617037?l=valen-moo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/feeds/7258251549710617037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8398323&amp;postID=7258251549710617037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7258251549710617037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8398323/posts/default/7258251549710617037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://valen-moo.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-mini-popular-that-is-not-so-mini.html' title=''/><author><name>valen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_rZt1DaEik2M/Ru8v71v0OFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9VTflkg6IX8/s72-c/DSC02056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
