<?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-22345833</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:54:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little happenings in life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-81786421487930347</id><published>2009-04-27T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:11:49.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody hot</title><content type='html'>its bloody hot..&lt;br /&gt;bloody hot....&lt;br /&gt;bloodily hot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-81786421487930347?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/81786421487930347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=81786421487930347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/81786421487930347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/81786421487930347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2009/04/bloody-hot.html' title='bloody hot'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-1013270418783948159</id><published>2009-04-15T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:52:05.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so going to fail so going to fail</title><content type='html'>i am so going to fail the catchment mgt paper&lt;br /&gt;so going to..&lt;br /&gt;so going to...&lt;br /&gt;so GOING TO FAIL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitty-pie....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-1013270418783948159?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/1013270418783948159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=1013270418783948159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/1013270418783948159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/1013270418783948159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-going-to-fail-so-going-to-fail.html' title='so going to fail so going to fail'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-7836825088318237407</id><published>2009-04-14T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:30:09.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam blues...</title><content type='html'>i hate it when the semester comes to an end... especially when the exams have to make their mark for a grand finale and bring up all the guilt &amp;amp; regrets i have for not paying enough attention in lectures and tutorials...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have had more than the fair share of exams most people my age had, after going through 2 diplomas and a degree.. i wonder why this hadn't made me more prepared for exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the period when i will get IBS, tension headaches, backaches, shouldaches, hunger pangs, overwhelming drowsiness, gaming-addiction.... anything to keep me away from my notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. all my new year resolutions on working hard are gone.. all the promises of having to put in more effort "the next time" are long gone too... I can't even revive the initial drive and motivations i had for all these promises... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am definitely not hardworking... i dont work smart too... if not i wouldnt be procrastinating and driving myself into this state of exam-depression....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, AED module taught me to face my fears!!! acknowledge my weaknesses!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A SUPER BIG FAT LAZY BUM WITH NO SENSE OF URGENCY FOR ANYTHING TILL THE LAST MINUTE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET ME BURY THE NOTES AND PLAY GAMES TILL THURSDAY MORNING AND CRAM JUST BEFORE STEPPING INTO THE EXAM HALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pui~~~ i wish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot that i am a scaredy cat and "perfectionist" too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.. time to hit the notes again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-7836825088318237407?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-8448211181636738348</id><published>2009-04-03T13:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:19:02.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>literature review for my fwens</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling so damn sleepy and tired now even though its only 2pm in the afternoon...i just realised that my blog is all abt assg assg and more assg.. haha.. so boring.. my life seems to be full of assgs.. actually, i only have the inspiration to blog whenever i am doing assg because its a good way for me to get my mind off assg for awhile and alsoo...... to procrastinate.. whahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for exams to be over.. then i will be free from student-life like finally.... however, i will miss the queen of archive xi shua shua and giammy after graduation... after having spent 2 years together (4 to be exact).. and even having slept for 2 weeks together (!!!!!)... i think it will be very weird not having them around anymore.. i won't even see giammy on saturdays in between classes during tuition anymore... and i will most probably be archived by xi shua shua soon.. who knows.. she might have set a timer for reformatting liao.. sobs. sobs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. even though i don't want to.. i think i will miss life on campus... not the studying and mad assg rush parts.. but the happy moments like gossipping in between lessons, msn gossip sessions during tutorials, facebook kaypoh surfing sessions in gis lab, feasting in canteen and mac :D , passing time and doing assgs in library cafe, shopping in bookstore... even the gossips session on the bus and train home is fun... not to forget the fun time checking out boon lay new extension...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worst, the new pioneer mrt station that will save us from the overcrowded bl station has to open only juz weeks b4 we graduate... and the hopefully is lao chang kee stall at the station isn't even open yet.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we will be able to bring our very treasured friendship into the next phase of our life and not be forgotten or archived :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u two dare forget me...&lt;br /&gt;giammy, i will camp outside ur house to take "flamingo" pictures of u and tag on facebook&lt;br /&gt;xi shua shua, i will go outside ur house and shred onions~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaahaahahaha!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-8448211181636738348?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/8448211181636738348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=8448211181636738348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/8448211181636738348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/8448211181636738348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2009/04/re.html' title='literature review for my fwens'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-962506970008922738</id><published>2008-10-12T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:02:52.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD line (s)</title><content type='html'>One can be dead only once. Once u r dead, you can never be alive to die again.&lt;br /&gt;Then why do I have so many deadlines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School deadline(s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Oct : 10,000 word thesis&lt;br /&gt;17th Oct: AMX journal&lt;br /&gt;2?th Oct: Resource Mgt Essay&lt;br /&gt;23rd Oct: 351 group essay&lt;br /&gt;24th Oct: Critical thinking presentation and group report&lt;br /&gt;26th Oct: ACW reflection 4&lt;br /&gt;30th Oct: ACW reflection 5&lt;br /&gt;31st Oct: 351 group learning package&lt;br /&gt;                 Critical thinking individual lesson package&lt;br /&gt;                 ACW dramatisation + discusssion&lt;br /&gt;12th Nov: Resource Mgt Exam&lt;br /&gt;13th Nov: Multicultural Studies Exam&lt;br /&gt;19th Nov: ACW 10-page Individual Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I am going to go through all these... I feel dead already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Deadline(s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Dec: &lt;em&gt;Wedding photoshoot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Lose 5 kg (at the correct places)&lt;br /&gt;                  Have thin arms for photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;                  Make sure I have no pimples&lt;br /&gt;                  Have fair skin&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;Although I have deadlines, I also have a reborn line :)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reborn line(s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of tuition on 18th Oct!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Crab feast with hubby after exams !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sleep till 3pm from 1st Nov to 3rd Nov!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sleep till 3pm from 20th Nov to 29th Nov (Must wake up earlier to celebrate bday on 30th)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-962506970008922738?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/962506970008922738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=962506970008922738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/962506970008922738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/962506970008922738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2008/10/dead-line-s.html' title='DEAD line (s)'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-2360448715373282979</id><published>2008-08-20T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:48:18.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to nie yong tau hoo</title><content type='html'>its only week 3 of school and i am piled with countles deadlines and work to do... and to make matters worst... not only am i taking quite a few different modules from ah xian n cereal.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NIE YONG TAU HOO has closed down!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not being able to eat my comfort food during lunch made the hours i spent in nie quite unbearable...&lt;br /&gt;the thought of being able to order kway teow soup with cuttle fish, tau pok, mushroom (yum!), bittergourd, fried eggplant, bai cai, seaweed chicken, "the thin rectangle piece of brown thing", meat ball and red chilli always motivate me to sit through boring lectures and tutorials... it is always exciting and adrenaline-rushing when i "run" to the canteen during lunch breaks, especially at around 130 to 2pm, because at that time there won't be much things left to pick so i will secretly pray that there will be at least 1 cuttle fish or mushroom left and the happiness &amp;amp; satisfaction i get when there's something left is enough to last me till my classes end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best time to eat yong tau hoo in nie is around 1030, because not many people will be at the canteen yet and the selection at the stall will be most complete. sometimes if the auntie is in a good mood, i can take up to 3 mushrooms. no matter how many items i take, the bowl of yong tau hoo + kway teow never go beyond $4!!! and u muz know hor... the fish meat they put inside the items are not just "surface" only lo.. there is quality in every item. and the soup..... so perfectly brewed that i can find no word that can describe its goodness without under-rating it. (ok, i am exaggerating abit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 3 weeks, i don't really look forward to having lunch in school anymore. even canteen A in ntu is boring to me... coz the q at macdonalds is always very long.... and the foodcourt is always packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yong tau hoo, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;you r the best thing that happened to me in nie (except knowing my pals of coz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter where you go to, yong tau hoo mood swing auntie and actions very slow uncle, i wish u all the best in your future endeavours!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooray for nie yong tau hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;hip hip , hooray!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-2360448715373282979?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/2360448715373282979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=2360448715373282979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/2360448715373282979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/2360448715373282979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2008/08/tribute-to-nie-yong-tau-hoo.html' title='a tribute to nie yong tau hoo'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-383264833426294135</id><published>2008-08-06T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:09:05.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shun Bian post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to write a blog as part of assessment for a module. Since I have an entry on the portal already, I might as well also post it here huh. Yeah.. my blog has revived... shortly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here it goes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Teacher is an Adventurer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231103664427304754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iYzE1hxfAHU/SJidETVvBzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VxcEcflYCPs/s320/granny_adventurer.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sheena’s adventurous journey into teaching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My journey into choosing teaching as a career wasn’t straight-forward. Upon graduation from polytechnic with a dip in business info tech, I wasn’t sure if I want to pursue a career for the rest of my life in my field of study. I tried working in a translation company as a project manager for about half a year and the dull work routine almost drove me crazy. I knew then that a 9-5 job is not for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went into direct sales, selling over-priced household appliances for close to a year. I got to roam about freely and could talk as much as I like during work and I loved that! However, after some time, I found no satisfaction and sense of purpose in selling things that might be of no use at all. During house visits, I found out that there are many children who have very little parental supervision and support in their schoolwork, especially in less well-to-do families. They can spend the whole evening watching television or playing with their friends at the park or playground. I was horrified when I saw a school workbook that is almost empty even though it was nearing the end of a semester. The first thing I thought of was: the teacher is terrible!!!!! Why isn’t she doing something to help the child????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On one of my cold calls, I got to know a young Chinese teacher who was teaching in a primary school. What my new found friend told me about teaching seemed very exciting and challenging so I decided to try for a place in NIE, with the silly vision of saving children from irresponsible and boring teachers (oops!). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teaching never came across my mind till I met my teacher friend. My career aspirations include being a cartoonist, cartoon voice-over, zoo-keeper, storybook illustrator and story-teller. During my contract teaching stint, I found out that being a teacher can actually satisfy almost all of my career aspirations! I can read big books to children and pretend that I am a big bad wolf or an old man with croaky voice, decorate the classroom with drawings, teach the students how to make cut-out animals etc.. Without the usual workload of a full-time teacher, teaching was “superbly” enjoyable!! However, my teaching practicum experience gave me a real view of how a full-time teacher with a tight curriculum is like and I must admit that I was disillusioned. On nights when I have to stay up till the wee hours to prepare lesson plans and mark students’ work, I wished that I can strike lottery and pay off my bond. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many of the students in my practicum school come from broken homes. It was my students who kept me going because many of them remind me of the children I met when I was doing sales. After knowing my students well, I felt the need and urge to make a difference in their lives. I feel very happy when I know that they look forward to coming to school. I am extremely proud of them when they show improvements in their work. I nearly cried when a boy confided in me about his abusive grandfather. To me, teaching is an adventure because there are many possibilities that I can make happen if I want to. There are many ups and downs in teaching due to the heavy workload and students from different background, but no path is perfectly straight and that’s why it’s challenging. Recalling why I want to teach at the different stages of my teaching career revived my passion for teaching at this point in my life. I want to equip myself with more skills, right attitudes and beliefs before I embark on my teaching adventure next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S so that no one will say “your teacher is terrible!!!” to my students :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-383264833426294135?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/383264833426294135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=383264833426294135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/383264833426294135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/383264833426294135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2008/08/shun-bian-post.html' title='Shun Bian post'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_iYzE1hxfAHU/SJidETVvBzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VxcEcflYCPs/s72-c/granny_adventurer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-1552455734427835991</id><published>2008-03-10T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:07:48.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pentium 1</title><content type='html'>my CPU has been v slow slow..&lt;br /&gt;issit becoz it has got a virus?&lt;br /&gt;it kept hanging and going into hibernation mode..&lt;br /&gt;maybe there're too many processes going on inside it for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;right now its in the mode of: &lt;br /&gt;what am i gonna do next? &lt;br /&gt;what's the sequence of tasks to complete?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;programmes like 'ROM Planner, 'Search-Engine for Assignments', 'LQN Word Processor 2008', 'Financing Beijing Trip' and 'Lose Weight in 60 Days' have been causing file corruption and disk fragmentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pOohh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donno... but sometimes i feel that i can't handle so many things at the same time anymore and i feel suffocated.. is age catching up with me? or am i just losing the drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although its been hanging at the back of my head and has been surfacing much more frequently nowsaday.. i've to tell myself that i've to stop regretting crossing-over to the BA prog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where has my optimism gone to? &lt;br /&gt;where has my happy-go-lucky-i-believe-everything-will-turn-out-the-way-i-want-and-if-it-doesn't-thats-fine-anyway spirit gone to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've to find my focus asap. Time to give my disk a clean-up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-1552455734427835991?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/1552455734427835991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=1552455734427835991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/1552455734427835991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/1552455734427835991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2008/03/pentium-1.html' title='pentium 1'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-6391068121431212595</id><published>2007-11-17T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:29:42.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-exams syndromes</title><content type='html'>3 papers next week. 3 essay qns for each paper. 5 pages per answer.&lt;br /&gt;will i be able to finish on time? will i be able to relate &amp; put in wht i've learnt into each qn relevantly? will my critical thinking be sufficient and effective in that short period of time? will i GET A C??~~???!!!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been getting the irritable bowel syndrome like everyday.. &lt;br /&gt;been sneezing everyday till my nose ran away..&lt;br /&gt;been suicidal like ah xian..&lt;br /&gt;been feeling cranky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been skeptical of everything...&lt;br /&gt;but then i remember what chriel mentioned in her blog, there is only days left till exams r over!!!!!!!!! i luv u chriel, for writing that!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-6391068121431212595?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/6391068121431212595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=6391068121431212595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/6391068121431212595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;if there's something within reach that you can see.. wouldn't you like to know what it is?&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings. . . . hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-305469577065589603?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/305469577065589603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=305469577065589603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/305469577065589603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/305469577065589603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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and after jotting down the points that i wanna write, 2000 words seem too little..&lt;br /&gt;the more points i wrote, the more i think that i am straying from the objective of the essay question. my focus is on Kenya in eastern africa, where the official language is english and the national language is swahilih. there is a wide range of religions with protestants being the majority. islam is also practiced due to diffusion from north africa which is near its border. . . . . so.. i am gonna use Kenya as my model to show how religions originate, r spread, r diffused, dissipate due to environmental factors, circulation, colonisation, ehh.. etc etc. and how language can help conserve and even disperse it.. and why certain languages and religions can't crystallise in a place due to it geographical location.. and then add in my own views.. then how they play an integral part in shaping culture of a place, can i also talk about cultural identity? .. can i also talk about economic development coz although kenya has got very fertile soil, the main thing they grow is luxury crop like tea, on land owned by european companies.. therefore they are living in poverty, lack of food, poor economic development.. all these because they rely too much on foreign investment.. hmm.. i am feeding seeds to the bees and collecting honey from the birds liao.. &lt;br /&gt;i think i am hopeless. . . . &lt;br /&gt;ok.. enough of lamenting.. i pray and pray that i will be able to hand in something that contains 2000 words (plus minus 10) to wong tai chee on wednesday.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-4765917624086697061?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/4765917624086697061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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of term break</title><content type='html'>today is the 2nd last day of the term break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my term break is totally unproductive and wasted becoz i was sick for 4 days.. was in and out of a "semi-coma" with temperature wavering from 38.9 to 39.2 degrees from sunday to wednesday.. yes, i have fever again!!!! sigh.. and this time its due to a throat infection.. i think i have over-worked myself the week before, sleeping only 2-3 hours everyday to finish my assignments.. and why can't i finish my assignments in time??? --&gt; coz my pea-size brain works too slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up with uncountable number of ulcers in my throat and on both sides of my tonsils.. so basically i can't sneeze, cough, talk loudly, eat, drink without wincing in pain..terrible hor.. how on earth did the ulcers get there? did i scratch my throat with the food that i ate??? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a result of the fever, i didn't managed to do any work at all. i could only read the materials for the reflection when my head was clear.. and think of what to write, causing yet another bout of headache.. luckily my fever finally subsided and i was able to go to school on thursday to do my map in the lab.. then i felt so groggy when i finished coz i haven't got used to being up for so long.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with shippy to go sign up for Boxercise (!!!) at the CC near our hse and we went for our first session today!! as i have not been exercising for about a hundred years, i found it really exhausting.. my muscles were aching and my hair was soaked with perspiration after merely 30 minutes (and we were in an air-conditioned dance studio!!!) boxercise is actually quite similar to kick-boxing. we did kicks, punches, jabs, crunches and push-ups... however, i like kick-boxing better, coz it is more rhythmatic and has a faster pace.. &lt;br /&gt;i feel so happy that i am starting to exercise again :) at least i have 1 hour of vigorous exercise every week so even if i don't jog or swim i won't feel so guilty... hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i have to finish up my GIS technical report and my 1000 word reflection.. hopefully i can finish by tonight so that i do not have to stay up late on weekdays and end up falling sick again....... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my small brain: &lt;br /&gt;dear brainy,&lt;br /&gt;please work hard tonight for me okie? i promise i will treat you to nice books and movies and brain boosters if you help me think of good ideas and points to complete my assignments. &lt;br /&gt;love ya, sheena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-2190287114554464173?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/2190287114554464173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>stressed</title><content type='html'>i am feeling so stressed up now!!!!! arghhh~~ &lt;br /&gt;so many suay things happened to me over the last 2 weeks.. &lt;br /&gt;juz to name a few of my suayness: lost my concession card with 3 days worth of bus and train rides.. laptop crash which cost me 190 bucks to repair.. MOE messed up the 2.5k stipend i'm supposed to have received last wednesday and the bdcjhdbcecb personnel dept havent been replying to my mails for the past 5 days.. Haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am barely surviving my degree course..i feel so stressed up.. i can't write essays :~( i can think of many things to write and have many points to put in but I take a long long long long long time to put them in words and proper sentences that are rhetheorically correct and align with the question.. Haiz.. how am i gonna score in the exams at the end of the year that are essay-based???? i am in deep deep shit.. &lt;br /&gt;so what if i understand the content.. so what if i lOve geog.. if i can't write, i am nt gonna do well in the end.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling and depressed and suay.. sometimes i wonder whether i made the right choice in taking the crossover.. i guess i will only see what i reap after sowing for the next 2 years.. Haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-1664128848584910553?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/1664128848584910553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=1664128848584910553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/1664128848584910553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/1664128848584910553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2007/09/stressed.html' title='stressed'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-5563564992583099122</id><published>2007-08-20T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T00:06:15.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating for 2007 as at 20th Aug 2007</title><content type='html'>after being dormant for more than 8 months.. my blog is slowly regaining its life.. and coz i haven't been blogging for so long.. i am gonna give an update of my life from jan 2007 to today. so if u r feeling sleepy or feel like puking at the sight of words, please don read on.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;well well well.. let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jan 2007&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- forgot what happened&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feb 2007&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- issit CNY?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 2007&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- busy with NIE assignments?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March(?)or April to May 2007&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Practicum in G-primary.. practically killed myself again and again everyday.. squishing out every little drop of brainy juice there is in my head, forcing myself to fall sick only on weekends, sleeping an average of 3 4 hours everyday,in return for a 'pass' grade.. sickening right.. i shall bitch no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The good part:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; i love my students.. they're angels with devil ears.. can be quite trying at times.. but deep down they r such good children.. each with their own unique character and strengths.. so even if i get a 'pass' grade, i think its worth it coz i had fun with them &amp; i think they had fun with me (of coz la.. i'm so entertaining~!! hahaha) i learnt so much about life from these children.. especially when they tell me about their little life stories and even problems they have at home.. sigh.. i miss them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;June 2007&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to taiwan~!!!!! ermm.. i had diarrhea everyday.. had to go to the toilet after every meal.. the food is terrible everyday except on the last day when we had a seafood buffet feast.. the night markets r not very clean.. the clothes not very nice.. the things not very cheap.. and i was kinda "forced-sales" into buying S$300+ worth of wild ling-zhi.. the long bus rides everyday gave me dizzy spells.. the hotel that they claimed was 5 stars was 5 stars 10 years ago and is still 5 stars now although nothing's been changed.. the supposed to be "hot spring" turned out to be a swimming pool of hot water.. their so-called drunken chicken that the tour-guide strongly recommended is like the poorest quality of hainanese chicken rice we have in sg.. sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;ok, now to the good parts.. haha.. the moral of this 2 paragraph is to teach you that there is always sunshine after the rain (too much of AAD105).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Good Parts~!!!!:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;i went to Taroko National Park!!!! its actually a gorge filled with marble!!! ehh.. nono itsa mountain.. the long long mountain in the middle of Taiwan and the mountain is filled with marble and feicui and jade~!! i love the place coz i get to walk in the valleys and see the natural environment.. i saw real swallow caves on the cliffs, real waterfalls that appear in the middle of the mountain, rocks that are eroded by the flowing river until they look like a big fish, the watermarks on veryveryvery high rocks that were caused by the yearly floods.. i was so overwhelmed by the scenery and i could not get enough of the short 2 hours tour.. I MUST VISIT TAROKO NATIONAL PARK AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i went to yeliu~~ its a coastal area where they have many rocks that are shaped by natural erosion caused by the rising tides and seawater.. i lurbbbedddddddd it!!&lt;br /&gt;then i also went to gu gong~! ehh.. donno what its called in english coz everything was in mandarin.. its a museum containing all the artefacts from the different dynasties.. i got to see the real cabbage jade~~ lalalala~~ but not the mian shi jin pai (the tablet that can prevent u from being tekan by the bad concubines, eunuchs and officials.. and even the emperor cant kill u) coz the tablets are in the museum in China.. I MUST GO TO THE MUSEUM AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;these r the 3 places that i like most la.. the rest.. can do without..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. the fruits are fantastic.. the mangoes they have in tw are actually fertilised with fresh milk!! and there's this real story that says that there was once when there was a flood and the seawater covered the mango fields which were almost ready for harvest (coz they grow the mangoes near the coast).. the farmer was devastated and he n his wife worked for days without sleep trying to save whatever that could be saved and also to prepare for the next harvest (so sad right?). the seawater covered the mango trees and was absorbed by the trees.. the fruits all turned from yelloow to black.. and coz the farmers were too busy, their children have nothing to eat.. so they ate the 'black' mangoes that were collected to be thrown away.. ahh haa~~~ this is the crux of the story!!! so the farmers came home finally and found out that their children were happily feasting on the supposedly bad mangoes.. and realised that the mangoes which have taken in sea water are exceptionally sweet.. sweeter than any mango they have ever tasted!! and they have been receiving orders all over the world for the black mangoes that they named black pearl ever since.. so nice right.. and they were not selfish at all.. they passed on the 'recipe' (?) to other farmers whom they think needed help and they prospered as well.. so touching right.. &lt;br /&gt;i think that unless one has experienced what its like being down, one can't really emphatise with another.. its thru one's experience that he/she learn to feel for and help another person who might be a stranger and share what he/she has willingly without selfish thoughts that the helpee might take advantage of him/her and climb over him/herself.. its also a test of moral values that those who received help don't repay it by taking advantage of the helper. hmm.. the taiwanese farmers live a very simple life and that's why they are able to do it.. imagine it in a developed city where everyone is competing with everybody else.. (go do reflections)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;July 2007&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- relief teaching in G-primary until i go back to NIE in aug..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aug 2007&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- taking bachelor of arts (geography).. year 2.5 .. still surviving.. abit overwhelmed with the coursework.. praying that i will be able to vomit out enough words for my essays.. loving geography as its the only subj i really like and feel that there is a purpose for studying.. the rest are nonsense la.. what physics what math.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;update of the non-human beings at home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; 1 silky terrier, 1 siberian husky, 1 dwarf-rabbit, 3 terrapins, 1 indian-star tortoise, &lt;10 goldfish and parrot fish.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; who wants to adopt my 7-months old husky? hes cute and lovable but he needs a bigger space to run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY BLOG HAS REVIVED!!!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-5563564992583099122?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/5563564992583099122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=5563564992583099122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/5563564992583099122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/5563564992583099122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2007/08/updating-for-2007-as-at-20th-aug-2007.html' title='Updating for 2007 as at 20th Aug 2007'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-5859246444213694911</id><published>2006-12-01T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T02:26:58.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooooh~~ just celebrated my bday &amp; my younger sissy's bday.. coz her bday is today (1st dec) &amp;amp; mine's yesterday (30th nov).. &amp; my elder bro's 2 days ago (29th nov).. i think my mum did it on purpose.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivocity (again!! haha) with my darling to celebrate my bday.. we watched 'open season'!!! the characters in the show r sooo cute &amp; funny!! i think that the graphic &amp;amp; animation r very well done, coz the big grizzly bear's fur looked so real~!! kewl~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, we went to this art &amp; craft shop to paint a ceramic doraemon figurine~ haha.. i think the place is meant for kids as the chairs and tables r all so tiny.. &lt;em&gt;but who cares&lt;/em&gt;~ &lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt; we did such a great job with the painting that all the passer-bys stopped &amp;amp; ooohed~ and ahhh~ at the doraemon.. haha.. *smirks*.. (maybe becoz our painting skill is much much better compared to that of the kids ard us. but nah~~~ we're just good la.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the painting project, we went for dinner at sushi tay (name changed to protect identity of the co.) again!! coz i simply love the food there!! i'm so in love with saba shio~~ slurp~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we shopped around and went cam-whoring.. haha.. see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/sheena30/darling_small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*see my fat face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening, we went back to tampines to shop for my sissy's bday present.. a black adidas watch~ then went to a place full of nostalgic memories.. the cafe cattle (name changed to protect the identity of the place [again, haha]) !!! yea.. we used to go there every night after i finish work when i was still in my sales job (coz that's the only place that's still open at 11pm). its been a year since we've last been there.. time really flies huh.. aWw~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at home, my bro, kacua (bro's gf) and i prepared a SURPRISe for my sissy at 12am. haha.. we hid in my room with a candle-lit cake and sang bday song to her when she comes in.. and gave her the presents~~ so sweet hor.. i think she's so lucky to have me as her sis.. hahahahaha.. *pukes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. at 12am on my bday, they did the same thing to me.. but just abit smellier (literally)!! haha.. coz they sprayed this foamy bubble all over my room and it has got some 'fishy' smell.. eeew~..haha.. even though i couldnt breathe with that foul smell ard me, &amp; even though my room looked like it just snowed as foam was all over on my bed, table, laptop, floor, &amp; even though my room was so sticky after that, i was so touched ~~ haha.. i love my siblings~ and kacua.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. that's all for today.. getting bored with blogging.. i find it a chore to post entries.. but i must not let my blog die again!!!! Haiz. jia you.. so long then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-5859246444213694911?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/5859246444213694911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=5859246444213694911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/5859246444213694911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/5859246444213694911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2006/12/ooooh-just-celebrated-my-bday-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-4756421848699220710</id><published>2006-11-29T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:55:03.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-bday</title><content type='html'>went for the flash imp (name changed to protect co. identity) fitting just now with lesslee (name changed to protect her identity).. i will have to wear a red cheongsam for the show!!! hahaha.. and they r gonna alter the cheongsam alot coz its way too big for me.. the armpit holes are so huge that i can stick my leg inside!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i think i'm gonna be those kelafair that walk around in a cheongsam, holding a scoreboard for the result of the battle.. either that or i'll be the one escorting the guest-of-honour (if any) to the stage or something like that.. hurhur.. and doing just that, i will get a $100 voucher!!! wooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 13 more minutes to my bday~~!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-4756421848699220710?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/4756421848699220710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=4756421848699220710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/4756421848699220710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/4756421848699220710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2006/11/pre-bday.html' title='pre-bday'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-2128156464076806955</id><published>2006-11-29T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:54:34.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog is still alive!!!</title><content type='html'>finally revamped my blog.. its been so long..haha.. i'm proud to say that my blog is still alive~!! although its been forgotten for more than half a year.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the last time i posted an entry, i ended up in a hospital.. , and after i was discharged, i had to catch up on my projects, study for a math test that i know nuts about due to missed classes, and had a few papers before the end of semester.. then went for teaching assistantship programme at gri*****s primary sch for a few weeks, then back to nie.. then went thru the same hectic schedules in the new sem, lotsa projects.. i survived!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more months next year &amp; i'll be free from nie!! yea!!! enough of assgs and tests.. and on to real lesson plans for real students in real schools!!! (for the rest of my life.......................)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now is the middle of the sem-break.. i'm happily doing nothing and wasting my time away.. haha.. &amp;amp; i'm tryin to slim down &amp; tone up by going for yoga &amp;amp; combat classes once a week at "thru-yOgar" (name changed to protect the identity of the co. ). it has been quite a torture so far , as i end up with muscle aches and back pains after every lesson.. but i think its worth it.. coz at least i'm on my way to being slim again!! 24inch jeans, I'LL CONQUER U AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to vivocity yesterday with keR-Ris(name changed to his protect identity) to celebrate the last day of his exams!!! its a great day~~ we went shopping, sight-seeing, photo-taking, and being the glutton that i am, the highlight of the day was lunch and dinner!! haha.. lunch was at thai express .. i had seafood green curry and he had honey-glazed chicken.. the chicken was fabulous - sweet and crunchy, but the curry is abit too salty for my liking.. dinner was at sushi tei!!! we requested for a sea-view seat and the ambience was so nice ~ i was enjoying the scenery when i saw 4 - 5 people standing less than 5 m away from me ..smOking.. although we were separated by a glass pane &amp;amp; i couldnt smell any fumes, i feel that they have spoilt the scenery.. and the worst thing is, they just chuck their ciggie butts on the lovely wooden tiles and walk away after satisfying their hunger for nicotine.. tsk.tsk. BAD!! but still, its a super happy day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of smoking, i'm so proud of sharrrnneill (name changed to protect her identity)~~ she managed to quit smoking by taking nicotine gum, after smoking for more than 10 years!! (25 Oct, 2006) heehee.. i believe that everyone can quit smoking, with the right amount of determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting tired after updating the past few months of my life.. till next time.. ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-2128156464076806955?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/2128156464076806955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=2128156464076806955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/2128156464076806955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/2128156464076806955'/><link rel='alternate' 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style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what made me mad  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No. 1&lt;/strong&gt;  my super untidy room with paper and books strewned all over my table and shelves making any work other than typing on my laptop impossible (so messy that  i only had a small space on the table to rest my elbows)  and worst of all, i could not find my photocopied resources for the maths LP!! coz they are all hidden beneath the mountains of rubbish in my room!! i spent a few hours running to and fro from red-spot section to e photocopier coz we can only borrow 1 book max at a time and if i misplaced my hard-work, i think i will consume everything in my fridge. and then i will get fatter n fatter... &lt;strong&gt;irritating right??!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No. 2&lt;/strong&gt; my stomach hurts like hell. really like hell. it feels just like menstrual cramps even though i am not having it. n coz doc says drink plenty of water, i drowned myself with water and gotta go to the toilet every half hour.. &lt;strong&gt;irritating right?!!!??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; No. 3 &lt;/strong&gt;i have so many different ideas for my LP that i feel are all quite interesting till i can't make up my mind on one.. which means that i can't do anything else after SIO n intro. &lt;strong&gt;irritating right?!!??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;therefore&lt;/strong&gt;, to solve my problem systematically, i clear up my room and successfully filed all my notes into the respective ring-files.. found my stack of photocopied resources (yeah~).. looked through syllabus to double check.. n typed out my SIO!! n not forgetting my frequent visits to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was still feeling irritated.. until i remembered that i still had that carrot cake from old chang kee that i haven't eat yet.. that cheered me up almost immediately!! now i am happy eating my carrot cake and blogging so that i will remember next time... that whenever i am feeling irritated or in a bad mood.. always have old chang kee carrot cake nearby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLD CHANG KEE CARROT CAKE NEVER FAILS TO SAVE THE DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-114105993315010793?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/114105993315010793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=114105993315010793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/114105993315010793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/114105993315010793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2006/02/food-is-connected-to-brain.html' title='Food is connected to the brain'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-114062392692003180</id><published>2006-02-22T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T00:03:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right in the middle of term break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;today is wednesday.. right in the middle of term break. so far, other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;than being able &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;to sleep till 10am every morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;it doesn't feel like a term break at all.. i actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;worked harder than during normal sch days.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if i woke up earlier every morning, i would have more time to work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;on my assgs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if i spent less time having snacks breaks, i would be able to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;concentrate better on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;assgs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if i stayed at home everyday, i would be able to complete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;more stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if my room was neat, i would waste less time searching for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;my notes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so.. what if i woke up early, snacked less, stayed @ home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp; tidied my room? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I WOULD BE HAPPILY SHAKING LEG &amp;amp; LAUGHING AT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;THOSE WHO R STILL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;BURYING THEIR HEADS IN THE ASSGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe next term break..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-114062392692003180?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/114062392692003180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=114062392692003180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/114062392692003180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/114062392692003180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2006/02/right-in-middle-of-term-break.html' title='right in the middle of term break'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-114014808584677405</id><published>2006-02-17T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:48:05.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings on a busy morning..</title><content type='html'>its only 11:39am.. and i already created 2 disasters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i stained my favourite white mango top a bright yellow. then, i dyed my brown topshop tank top a dark navy blue. not that i have been painting.. i was just experimenting with hand-washed clothes..and ended up mixing the wrong coloured clothes to wash together.. on the bright side, luckily i did not dump everything into the washing machine. if not, everything might be.. yellowish-blue?? arhh.. a blessing in disguise ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room, which is usually in a mess in the morning, will always be very neat n clean by the time i get home from school. MagIc?? (i have no house-elf, ok?) now, its a mess in the morning, a mess in the evening, a mess everyday........ coz my maid has gone home.. booo hooo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... after 2 years of having a maid at home, i realised that i can't get any household chores done right anymore.. i used to be a pro ok.. but now,  i have become a "modern singaporean kid"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is the new maid coming?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-114014808584677405?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/114014808584677405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=114014808584677405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/114014808584677405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/114014808584677405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2006/02/happenings-on-busy-morning.html' title='Happenings on a busy morning..'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-114010385386683762</id><published>2006-02-16T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:30:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap post</title><content type='html'>hmm.. i got a feeling that this blog of mine can't last long.. as a fairytale character, i have to be secretive so that my identity do not get disclosed. therefore, everything must be fictitious and nothing personal..  therefore, do not believe what u read..&lt;br /&gt;i am a faerie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-114010385386683762?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/114010385386683762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=114010385386683762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/114010385386683762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/114010385386683762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2006/02/crap-post.html' title='Crap post'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-113993170965991464</id><published>2006-02-14T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:41:49.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air..</title><content type='html'>2nd year anniversary of celebrating v-day with my 'fiance'!!!  He's my 'fiance' now because he got me a diamond ring as v-day gift and because i find it so expensive... i decided to call it my engagement ring so that he won't need to buy another 1 in future. See, i'm so nice right.. haha.. but that's for now la.. maybe i will change my mind (on the not getting another ring part)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that v-day is that special day for couples to treat each other exceptionally nice, which means no quarelling and they gotta be lovey-dovey all day long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i was quite disappointed when the day was ending. Then, he told me that as long as we love each other everyday, everyday can be a v-day for us.. hee.. i think that's quite true.. so, everyday is a v-day for me.. coz i am so in love (eeew~ mushy!! *puke*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-113993170965991464?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/113993170965991464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=113993170965991464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/113993170965991464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/113993170965991464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air..'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22345833.post-113976219304283546</id><published>2006-02-13T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:36:33.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first, beginning, number one</title><content type='html'>i realised that i can no longer write spontaneously. whenever i try to compose a text that consists of more than 4 lines, i will be stuck at the first word for ages.. where did all those years of USSW in school go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it actually got worst after being through the grammar module in school..Not only do i have to rack on my brains on how to begin a sentence properly, i am now overly- conscious on whether my sentence structure is proper? whether i have a base form verb after a modal verb? whether my tenses are correct? i know that my grammar isn't perfect..but it doesn't hurt to pretend to be perfect by checking my sentences over and over again right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on, i am to going to USSW regularly.. hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22345833-113976219304283546?l=feignedfaerie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/feeds/113976219304283546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22345833&amp;postID=113976219304283546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/113976219304283546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22345833/posts/default/113976219304283546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feignedfaerie.blogspot.com/2006/02/first-beginning-number-one.html' title='first, beginning, number one'/><author><name>sheena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117933198218912372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
