<?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-3403487900413073294</id><updated>2011-08-16T19:48:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KEGS of drama</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403487900413073294.post-8288519662855765489</id><published>2008-05-14T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:39:56.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>yesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and much much has happened since my last blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australia was fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok im copying straight like a thread in Facebook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plane there, there was this guy on my right who took off his shoes and had really ripe smelling feet, and the guy on my left was from australia so he went on and on about what i could do in australia. which is nice. but like my flight was at 9pm. which means the 7 hours on the plane is supposed to be sleeping time. but the airline served dinner and breakfast within that 7 hrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is bizarre. and yesterday felt like the longest day ever! not because it sucked, but because i think i went to just so many places. omg. the weather is cold but i love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg the seagulls are damn DAMN funny. haha coz people sit EVERYWHERE to do stuff, elina and i sat on the grass to eat lunch (subway) and the seagulls just kept edging closer to us. i threw out a bit of bread AND A SWARM OF SEAGULLS ATTACKED THE SPOT WHERE I THREW THE BREAD. and then after that the seagulls just like kept chasing each other away. i threw a bit of tuna after a while and once again the same phenomena occured and one of the seagulls actually got super pissed and did some pissed off seagull dance. its SO funny. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THERE ARE HALF NAKED PROTESTERS HERE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its DAMN funny. ok actually not. ok because like recently a melbourne cabbie got stabbed to death by some drunk passenger. and the guy was likeonly 24yrs old and still a student. he was like still studying and all? yeah so he died. and like 99% of the cabbie population here are indian/ sikh/ pakistani. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they ALL gathered themselves and stood like at this MAJOR junction of the trams and just stood there. blocking traffic. blocking tram services. and they even took of their tops in protest, despite the below 10 degrees weatherish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they didnt look THAT fantastic topless. but i guess its cool. i was only on the scene after they put on their clothes. haha but i've got lots of photos of them protesting (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite cool lah. considering like singapore you cant protest. and even if the government says that you have to apply for a permit to protest, i mean, they are the one who can reject you know? they're the ones who say "if you wanna protest you can. just ask for permission" and when you ask for permission, they're like "fuck no. you're mad or something?" you know? oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like 2 days after the killing, like there was this motor boat freak accident where 5 people were killed and 9 injured. its INSANE lah. the rate that people die here. i guess because like apparently they were like joy riding and shit. and they collided with some other boat? and they got plummeted into the freezing water. and died. ): its mad lah. i dont think their headlights were on you know? and they were like boating at 6am in the morning, dont have sun yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently elina said that they always report deaths on the tv one. just not international students who get killed, which is quite often. ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like the news have like live reporters at the death scene and shit lor. and i must tell you. the morning news is DAMN FUNNY. they cock up on live tv and just laugh it off one lah! its so stupid! haha so if you wanna watch serious news, only at night have. you know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and their commercials very funny one. got a lot fo animals. people singing. and the works. really cool to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they have like french movies at night with like full frontal nudity. its slightly disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for like chinese superstores! im craving for spicy stuff! the spicy maggie mee i bought at the big big superstore is NOT SPICY! cheat my feelings!! and like they dont really have super spicy food here. and i miss home cooked food really bad. ): coz my family cooks super spicy food. i miss McSpicy. i miss Nasi Lemak. i miss Laksa. )))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is bad. this means. I MUST LEARN HOW TO COOK! COOK SICY STUFF! so if i go overseas, i can cook my own spicy shit (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and elina's cooking is really good! its really simple, you know, just salt and pepper to fish but it tastes good!! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised living on your own in a foreign country means these points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) you cant overspend your money on frivalous shit. unless you shower with cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) you have to pay for your own electric bills and water bills. something i have NEVER done in ALL my life. i dont even know how a BILL looks like. and sometimes when you use too much lights, the electricity bill will go up lah. and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) you might have to do your own cooking. because food outside costs at least $5 for something decent, and $5 a meal for the whole month is PRICEY. when you can buy a 3kg head of cauliflower for $2.20 and eat that for a week long worth of meals. not bad eh? (THAT HEAD OF CAULIFLOWER WE GOT A VICTORIA MARKET IS MASSIVE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) you have to do your own laundry. and you have to seperate the colours from the white. something else i ddint know because i have eleves at home to do it. (omg im starting to sound like some major spoilt brat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) you have to clean your place up yourself. which is KINDA a pain, not that i should complain you know since im just crashing and not living there for long term for studies. i mean, if you're really busy with studying and all, or exhausted from all the studying, where do you get the energy to clean, vacuum, wipe, dust, tidy, wash, scrub the whole place (including the TOILET). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) social life? hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats all i learnt for now. if i think of something else. i'll write some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elina and i watched this FANTASTIC SHOW last night. its called 'ollie and the minotaur' and like, it didnt have like a really response. but it was fantastic. the 3 leads were so real. but the sad thing is because there are SO MANY plays in melbourne, that you usually dont know which one to go to. so usually these kinda good shows' success depends on the word of mouth. and like students from vca get discounts for these shows (you have to tell them a pasword which is so fun! haha).. but they dont always go for shows, because like shows are generally $18-$30 i guess. we got our tickets at $12, which is a bargain. the show was so emotional and real. the actresses were fantastic. i cannot stop gushing about it. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SOMEONE STOLE ALLLLLL MY UNDERWEAR!! 3 PAIRS OF BRA! then i had to alternate my remaining 2 underwear ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the places i went to like were lygon street (fantastic italian food after you filter out all the not very nice ones), camberwell market..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. ok there is a sunday market at camberwell that well opens only every sunday. and they sell like second hand goods which are like CRAZY! i mean like now its like autumn there. so people are getting rid of all their old clothes like summer clothes. (which means good thing for me).. it was so exciting exploring what people had to sell. towards the end of the market like at around 1pm or so, prices went crazy! haha people were selling clothes for like $2 or 50cents. people even threw out stuff they didnt want to lug back and just said 'THINGS IN THIS STACK FOR FREE! FREE!!!' haha omg. i bought this paul frank tube dress for like $2. i saw the original screenplay for 'romeo+juliet' which leonardo dicarprio starred in. and i was like OMG i really want that but it was going $25. and i was shit. im on a BUDGET!! and elina bought like a purse for 50cents.. the handle was busted but that can fix. and like when she opened there was like a ticket from an opera that was from like the 1970s!!! HOW COOL IS THAT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to st kilda's beach on another day. omg. the beach is damn damn damn nice. there is this amusement park beside it which is like EXPENSIVE. its $7 a ride and the rollar coaster was on maintanence. but the cotton candy was like HUMONGOUS!! haha and it was like $3. but HUMONGOUS. yup. and they have fantastic cakes there. really pretty looking. and delicious. the fish and chips there are really good as well. haha omg everything there tastes good. so st kilda's was really good. the sights were fantastic. it was really windy and cold, but really nice. i could have sat there forever. after sitting on the beach, elina and i dug a really deep hole and threw some stuff in. we're going to dig it up i think the next time we're there (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally. queen victoria market. its like the coolest market ever. i went there with elina once and i just went siao lah. i bought 2 jackets coz i was cold there for like $28 altogether. they sell so many things! like stuff with free engraving. kangaroo fur. underwear. lingerie. costumes. trinkets. little cards. it was just so much to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i say its like super big assed and like they have a fresh meat and seafood section and a fresh food section and like a cooked food section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fresh meat and seafood are like super fresh. and cheap. the meat there is really really cheap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fresh fruit and vegetable also very cheap. haha. i bought this HUMONGOUS head of cauliflower for $2.20. haha omg lah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-8288519662855765489?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8288519662855765489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-2634447585149908610</id><published>2008-04-25T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:58:15.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM GOING TO MELBOUURNE IN TWO DAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-2634447585149908610?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2634447585149908610/comments/default' title='Post 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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-3403487900413073294.post-3269534102219497316</id><published>2008-04-10T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:13:57.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im doing data entry now.</title><content type='html'>at citbank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where im blocked off from the world wide web and the actual world from 8.30am to 5.30pm where im nly allowed an hours grace to run away and be free. except that it being at raffles place and raffles place being THE central district aka OFFICE buildings, i dont see how free i can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the morning rush. the wolf-like pushing and shoving. i hate the evening rush. the wolf like pushing and shoving. and i keep getting on the train on the wrong side. its not that i dont check. i do. but i forget whether tanjong pagar is towards boon lay or pasir ris. like today. i got on the train at raffles place, planning to go to city hall and bus back home. i took the train going towards boon lay, so the next stop was tanjong pagar. and i realised i was stuck. i politely excused my way through but still got stuck. someone actually said quietly 'just shove your way out'. but i did manage to politely excuse my way out with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and things i have learnt:&lt;br /&gt;1) during peak hours keep left on escalators. the right side of the escalators are reserved for people who want to chiong up the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;2) there is always free newspaper for grabs during morning rush and lunch break. and no one says thank you when they viciously grab the newspaper without a smile.&lt;br /&gt;3) people actually seriously in reality reserve places at foot courts, hawkers centres and even at Burger Kind, with their tissue packet. i kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;4) hawkers can just open from 11am and go home at 3pm and earn as much as if they have been working the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;5) there is surprisingly inexpensive food at raffles place. chicken rice costs $2.50, cai fan rice with 3 dishes cost $2. a large large cup fo sugar cane is $1.60. its slightly insane really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine i kinda like my new job, because i learn like how to use excel, and they're like not too anal about things, and i do like menial work like copy pasting a million stuff some one worksheet to another. which is a pain. but its alright coz its just filling in time until i fly off to vist elina in melbourne. just right 3 more weeks for my jobs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE COME AND WATCH MY SHOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 ANGRY MEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18TH, 19TH MAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$25(STUDENTS), $30, $50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ DBS ARTS CENTRE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah im acting like a real role in it. im the forelady. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have another audition this weekend, sat at laselle. its for short+sweet so i hope i get it, though it doesnt pay. hope i get to work with an awesome director (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was randomly thinking on the bus, that if there was a chewing gum competition that to win, you had to say why u deserve to win a life time supply of chewing gum and the winner with the best answer wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if the guy asks me, i would say "well i involuntarily had to give up chewimg gum in place of laws that banned chewing gum, tree climbing without a licsence, selling lemonade on your front lawn without a licsence, visting prostituition but not the occupation and crazy education systems and a g********* that is going through a identity crisis because it sure aint hell democrat*c"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure i'll get that life time supply of chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for my update for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-3269534102219497316?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3269534102219497316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=3269534102219497316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/3269534102219497316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/3269534102219497316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-doing-data-entry-now.html' title='im doing data entry now.'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-2160030890862212753</id><published>2008-03-28T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:23:49.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why is it so hard.</title><content type='html'>today's the second last day of school work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think one of the most memorable thing that i took back was a phone call from one of the boy i teach. he was attacked by another smaller sized boy and got stomach flu and was hospitalized. lets call the boy CW. so CW is smart but i guess a bit slow and does normal naughty boy stuff.. like chasing and everything.. from what i saw.. CW was a bad as the smaller sized boy lets name BULLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the father of CW called me, concerned. because apparently BULLY,is a bully, and when i told his mother that CW was like BULLY coz he ran around in class and all, the father was extremely concerned. we had a chat.. and there was something he said that struck me very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he told me that maybe CW's grades are not so good, never mind. but its more important that his character is good.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now. where i have reached a major road block in my life, where my parents tell me to follow my passion one sec and the other sec to do something practical and then go on to tell me that i have no mental strength.. i wish my parents had shown more concern about me and my life and not just my grades.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad told me that the more accomplished the family was, the less choices the children of the family have in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im like wtf. and he's not going to help with my uni app to UBC becuase he feels that i dont deserve it. he thinks that im not passionate about theatre enough, and when i say that i am, he says that i should think of practicality.. and then when i tell him my back up plan, he tells me that i wont be passionate about it enough to go far in life with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im upset and confused. what the fuck do they want from me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-2160030890862212753?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2160030890862212753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=2160030890862212753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/2160030890862212753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/2160030890862212753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-is-it-so-hard.html' title='why is it so hard.'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-1706741248362788646</id><published>2008-03-26T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:21:50.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the kite making</title><content type='html'>was i suppose the coolest thing ever happened to them for the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a nightmarish 2 and a half hour with 29 yelping voices asking me for help, what to do and to hurry up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i cant blame them for not knowing that the action of tying a knot is called tying a knot.. or dont understand what is fold half and cut.. even though i demonstrated to them &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but their kites look like kites.. i just have to save it a lil so that the kites can fly next mon when we bring it for a test fly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during assembly they were singing this song.. "its i, its i, its i who build a community" that song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres this boy from the class behind mine who kept singing'community' as 'amuniny'.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda contemplated whether to correct him or not.. and then eventually did.. he slapped his forehead with his hand and kinda went 'oohhh'.. and repeated 'community' under his breath a couple of times.. but when they sang the song again.. he went back to singing 'amuniny'.. haha omg lah.. oh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-1706741248362788646?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1706741248362788646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=1706741248362788646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/1706741248362788646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/1706741248362788646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/kite-making.html' title='the kite making'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-9160624862733124980</id><published>2008-03-21T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T19:54:43.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am so psyched</title><content type='html'>about going to melbourne end of april myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be so cool.. i was just looking through i can do there if elina's too busy to entertain and it's like an amazing place to be in.. though like transport seems ex.. bus ticket from airport is like $16 one way.. EXPENSIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can only prob bring like AUD$200.. i dont even know whether it would be enough.. if its not then i'll prob have the parental units to sponser a bit.. gah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an adventure! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-9160624862733124980?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/9160624862733124980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=9160624862733124980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/9160624862733124980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/9160624862733124980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-so-psyched.html' title='i am so psyched'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-1418844603068882084</id><published>2008-03-20T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T11:11:39.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What's Your Best Quality?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Out-Going&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 81%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Your best quality is out-going! People like you because you are fun to be around and no one ever knows what you will do next. Also you are not afraid to say or do whatever &lt;br /&gt;you want.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Personality&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 67%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Ambitious&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 31%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Sense of Humor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 28%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Loving&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 22%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Intelligence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 17%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_s_your_best_quality"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's Your Best Quality?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-1418844603068882084?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1418844603068882084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=1418844603068882084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/1418844603068882084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/1418844603068882084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/whats-your-best-quality-your-result-out.html' title=''/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-298058381866700601</id><published>2008-03-20T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T10:54:22.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's" Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die liao im hopeless HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-298058381866700601?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/298058381866700601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=298058381866700601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/298058381866700601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/298058381866700601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/dantes-inferno-test-has-banished-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-8147808913915174783</id><published>2008-03-19T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T15:25:30.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just went facebook-surfing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and saw this bumper sticker on kerryn's wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who wont anymore and who always will. So don't worry about the people from your past. There's a reason why they didn't make it to your future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeellllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine its kinda true. and its sad that its true. this bumper sticker is telling us not to care about people from my past, which is so what my mom would say. she always says that friends will change and once you move on to another level of your life, you would forget completely about the old friends. even if you dont, your old friends will, so you will have to forget about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats exactly what i dont believe in. i still deem the friendship still there if we both make an effort to try to meet. it has to be a conscious effort to maintain the friendship. and i guess some friends or rather most of my friends in secondary schools have drifted away, despite me trying hard to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dont ever meet up with the people in singapore. they only meet up with friends who come back from abroad, even if they werent so close ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what, being in singapore you assume you can see them anyday anytime? well the problem is &lt;em&gt;you dont&lt;/em&gt;. you dont fucking do meet up me. and im tired of trying to connect with you or trying to form a connection again. you keep saying you miss people.. you serious? then how come its always me who is doing all the missing and trying to meet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fine. im just pissed off now. i thought we were tight then you know. but of course you're too high and mighty with your high and mighty njc friends that you cant make an effort to meet up with your css firends.. or maybe you're so busy.. like i sit at home all day down waiting for you to take time off to meet with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont understand why it is when sophia comes back ALL OF YOU want to go meet her.. and seriously you saw her like at the end of lasy year when she came back.. and you havent even seen me since 2 years ago.. and you didnt even talk to her in class much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what im ranting about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-8147808913915174783?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8147808913915174783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=8147808913915174783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/8147808913915174783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/8147808913915174783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-went-facebook-surfing-and-saw-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-6631183481368321848</id><published>2008-03-18T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T19:39:32.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sean's 19 (finally)</title><content type='html'>hope you dont get carded anymore sean. happy birthday(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-6631183481368321848?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-7356827442886799496</id><published>2008-03-18T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T19:36:57.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the nose</title><content type='html'>(i actually think her new nose looks better)&lt;br /&gt;-glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-7356827442886799496?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7356827442886799496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=7356827442886799496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/7356827442886799496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/7356827442886799496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/nose.html' title='the nose'/><author><name>cubed</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-3403487900413073294.post-7664933402337474412</id><published>2008-03-18T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:42:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AH LIU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;heres to all the nonsense hair-braiding, ribs/fat poking, awful mimicks, cigarette sucking, piano banging, emo writing shit that you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;we still love you loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ah li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ah lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ah ngim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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LIU'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-6340827070559820676</id><published>2008-03-18T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:37:45.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to be free</title><content type='html'>i want to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a guitarist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a basssist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh maybe another guitarist as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one singer, two guitarists, one bassist and one drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know so random right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats what i feel like doing.. just singing.. writing songs and then bunking with my band members.. trying to get a life and make money out of our music.. busk on the streets.. i dont think i'll mind doing that for a couple of months.. until i get fed up of being unwashed and dirt poor.. maybe i'll lose weight and get skinnier because we wont have enuff money to buy food or most of our money goes to the drugs i will maybe eventually start to take.. haha yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-6340827070559820676?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6340827070559820676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=6340827070559820676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/6340827070559820676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/6340827070559820676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-to-be-free.html' title='i want to be free'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-4205109589792127900</id><published>2008-03-18T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:07:25.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soul searching</title><content type='html'>ok its not as solemn as the title sounds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i keep saying at i dont mind earning peanuts and doing something im passionate about (or maybe not but i assume you know or guess so haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that i cant survive on a peanut salary (though my mind i sscreaming that i can if situations force me to when truely i know that i cant)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean if i could.. then how come my salary disappears as soon as i get it? im not thrifty.. i have to buy things.. spend money.. and i highly doubt i would be able to curb spending habits even when im in dire state unless i lock myself at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to work in an office.. i dont mind teaching.. but then again i dont mind a lot of things.. and like.. the money is good.. i considered again working at borders from june onwards.. and i compared the money.. i would half of what im earning now in school for the same amount of time.. and i hate myself for being so money-minded but i cant help it.. i want to save and have some you back up money but i keep spending it! gah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant imagine myself in a job for many many years to come.. yesterday monday there was like a pri2 teachers gathering to like discuss teaching methods and like problems we have and stuff.. and like.. i cant imagine myself doing that.. talking about kids like its my life.. laughing about the different syallbles and etc.. i cant imagine myself doing book checks every end of terms and chasing kids who dont hand in their files and books.. i dont mind the teaching, just not all the admin stuff.. there is SOOO MUCH admin stuff that im not doing because im a short term temp.. my other friends reliefing have to do like marks submittion and book/file checks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my road block still exists..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to work hard is what i mean.. and how irritatingly stupid it is to have that mentality.. i want to do what im passionate about but i know i wont work exceptionally hard for it.. thats what happened for dep.. i mean of course i deally is that i would work so much harder for what im passionate about.. well compared to other subjects i did work a whole lot harder on dep.. but compared to my capacity i probably just moved like a grain of sand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it goes back to me being lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laziness is my alta mater (can i say that?).. it is what defeats me as a superhero saving the world.. its is to me as kryptonite to superman.. that hardest time i worked was for A levels and for those who recall i wasnt the least bit stressed.. laziness.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. im probably screwed for life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-4205109589792127900?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-3367595653633626409</id><published>2008-03-14T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T09:12:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homophobic hate crimes</title><content type='html'>on the 12th of feb 2008, 15 year old Lawrence Fobes King was shot in the head in a school computer lab because he was openly gay. He was killed by a boy of the same grade, Brandon Mclnerney, just because Lawrence asked Brandon to be his valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen on the Ellen Degerneres show says it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hlyh2XbbtsM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hlyh2XbbtsM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so painful to see the world so judging.. i cant believe that this brandon kid actually killed his schoolmate just becasue he's gay.. that is not a fucking reason to kill someone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-3367595653633626409?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3367595653633626409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=3367595653633626409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/3367595653633626409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/3367595653633626409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/homophobic-hate-crimes.html' title='homophobic hate crimes'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-6364005355391920720</id><published>2008-03-13T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:11:57.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've decided</title><content type='html'>that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not blame anyone but accept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accept that i may never be able to go to UBC because they are just so high up there and i am just too low down here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accept that im not really good at anything academic in particular..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UBC doesnt accept SAT from junior college students.. only from american students.. so my SAT score is redundant.. it doesnt help that they were looking for a SAT range of 1500-1800 and mine is 2060.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ladies and gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have officially reached a road block in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UBC's business school's average intake mark is like 84%.. more than an A grade.. and out of 6000 applicants.. only 300 got in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy recommended me to go to an affliated BC college and do a year or so and then tranfers into UBC.. what he didnt mention was how difficult it was to transfer into UBC.. you had to be top top top student..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im just not top top top student material..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i will go to a local uni if they accept me.. and do a course i dont mind doing.. and will myself to work my ass off.. so that i can transfer into UBC in my second year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please please.. NUS arts fact please please please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will work my ass off for the sake of transfer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully.. i wont make friends and get attached and chill and slack and thus not being able to make the transfer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've decided.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more fooling around.. i will work hard.. and tell myself everyday that only working hard will get me to UBC.. so i will.. and try my best not to slack off and manage my time properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pleasepleasepleaseplease god i really want to get into UBC..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-6364005355391920720?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6364005355391920720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-300724161033658968</id><published>2008-03-06T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:59:23.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate job agancies</title><content type='html'>KELLY SERVICES DOES NOT PAY ON TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im so pissed.. and the people do NOT know what the hell "customer service" means.. seriously.. wah lao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-300724161033658968?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/300724161033658968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-2221740174489622719</id><published>2008-03-03T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:44:25.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its cold today</title><content type='html'>i hate rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain makes air-conned rooms colder than it already is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the staff room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids are fine now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that im eating all the candy i bought for the kids' prizes and rewards and now i have to go buy some more candy.. and healthy snacks for me to munch on.. like the japanese crispy seaweed.. which has kinda disappeared but i will hunt down the big packed ones.. i'll go buy them tml.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats all from me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-2221740174489622719?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2221740174489622719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=2221740174489622719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/2221740174489622719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/2221740174489622719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-cold-today.html' title='its cold today'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-8344034812438762478</id><published>2008-02-29T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:35.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ashley tisdale went for a nose job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fPcnOCIEI/AAAAAAAAAf0/zyiA3qgkJbo/s1600-h/ashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fPcnOCIEI/AAAAAAAAAf0/zyiA3qgkJbo/s320/ashley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172330787529433154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fPc3OCIFI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZuCv1Vce2wo/s1600-h/ashley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fPc3OCIFI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZuCv1Vce2wo/s320/ashley2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172330791824400466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fPc3OCIGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Harf4mFTdGg/s1600-h/ashley3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fPc3OCIGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Harf4mFTdGg/s320/ashley3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172330791824400482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fPdHOCIHI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Lr9uYyfUU6c/s1600-h/ashley4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fPdHOCIHI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Lr9uYyfUU6c/s320/ashley4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172330796119367794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup our favourite (or maybe not) bitchy drama queen from Disney's High School Musical went for a nose job.. apparently because she has a deviated septum on the right side of her nose, causing her difficulty in breathing. so take a good hard look at the old nose above and compare it with the new nose below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fQPXOCIII/AAAAAAAAAgU/I9HyQZZyLG8/s1600-h/ashleynewnose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fQPXOCIII/AAAAAAAAAgU/I9HyQZZyLG8/s320/ashleynewnose1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172331659407794306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fQPnOCIJI/AAAAAAAAAgc/rgs_TMsGNX0/s1600-h/ashleynewnose2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fQPnOCIJI/AAAAAAAAAgc/rgs_TMsGNX0/s320/ashleynewnose2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172331663702761618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fQPnOCIKI/AAAAAAAAAgk/0pCQXHxx4Qs/s1600-h/ashleynewnose3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fQPnOCIKI/AAAAAAAAAgk/0pCQXHxx4Qs/s320/ashleynewnose3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172331663702761634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fQP3OCILI/AAAAAAAAAgs/GNbkEKKo8cY/s1600-h/ashleynewnose4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R8fQP3OCILI/AAAAAAAAAgs/GNbkEKKo8cY/s320/ashleynewnose4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172331667997728946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if her nose is blocked on the right, shouldnt like the hole be bigger or something? why does her nose look smaller?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like her old nose better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-8344034812438762478?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8344034812438762478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=8344034812438762478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/8344034812438762478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/8344034812438762478'/><link 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conversation subject matters.. they talk about practically everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-edison chen scandal&lt;br /&gt;-chillout nights&lt;br /&gt;-safe sex&lt;br /&gt;-the terrorist who got away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really when i say everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-7393436432010848552?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7393436432010848552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=7393436432010848552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/7393436432010848552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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food in her lunchbox.. after investigating, i found that the 3 girls who actually ate her food asked for her permission to eat it.. just that there was already very little food in the box and they have not learnt enough sense not to take too much.. thank god i brought rice crackers from home because the canteen closes immediately after the second afternoon recess.. so yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday during pe.. the boys were playing extremely rough.. shirt pulling, pushing smaller kids down.. until got people cry.. then some girls refused to play basketball insisting they dont know how.. and then there are many grabbers and snatchers and then obviously people dont want to play with them so they sit one side and cry that people dont want to give them the ball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they leave their stuff around and when its missing (coz we share classrooms) they cry.. sigh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just really tired.. haha yes im whining again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god it's friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is saturday and depper gathering..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-7590493519118099659?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/7590493519118099659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=7590493519118099659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/7590493519118099659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/7590493519118099659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/exasperated.html' title='exasperated'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-8484527983228047741</id><published>2008-02-28T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T11:52:21.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought</title><content type='html'>i really admire the disney artists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine when last time each frame is one drawing? and imagine the colour.. its all so consistent.. the toning is all the same.. there's no sudden blotch of colours or shadows running away.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did they actually paint each and every frame?&lt;div 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thought'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-7161777499232004052</id><published>2008-02-28T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T10:50:59.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i whine again</title><content type='html'>yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i whine again about my job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually its not so much my job now this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel tired to the bone.. i was never this tired even in college.. i guess maybe because i went on auto-pilot mode most of the time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now its different.. im responsible for 30 seven-year-olds.. im teaching them fundamental mathematics and english.. if i screw up.. well.. then their foundation wouldn't be good enough to build anything on top of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its a grave responsibility.. sigh.. i have to activiely participate.. and engage.. and its absolutely draining me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i say "thank god" i really mean "&lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD&lt;/strong&gt;" that this is only for a month more and &lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD&lt;/strong&gt; for saturday night meetings with deppers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong.. i love the kids.. its just a really tough relationship to keep up haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to try borders after teaching.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS SO SO SO SO MUCH! 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again'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-6513387268207235178</id><published>2008-02-27T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:12:13.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i couldnt sleep last night</title><content type='html'>i kept hearing my kids calling my name at night.. sigh.. tossed and turned for more than an hour before i think i finally fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its going to be a long day today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-6513387268207235178?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-1468111195963149573</id><published>2008-02-26T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:39:51.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life as a pri school form teacher continues</title><content type='html'>yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all i would like to say that i actually typed out an entry but it got wiped out when there was a time out in my computer.. so i'll start again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished pe.. and its like the worst pe in the world.. not the worst pies.. the worst pe lesson in the world.. first of all.. i made them walk in 2 lines.. but they didnt keep quiet or even keep to the 2 lines..so i threatened that i wont let them go for pe.. but they didnt care.. at least the boys didnt care.. so like ok.. i said that if they didnt put their finger to their mouth and keep quiet i would make them stand outside.. so when that threat failed to impress anyone..i picked out the 4 noisiest people and made them stand on the first floor in some yoga position one legged.. and i brought my class up the 2nd floor for pe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when they hit the hall.. they completely went haywire and started running around.. like mad.. so i blew my whistle and they gathered.. with some people still chasing each other.. and i explained to the them the game of cat and mouse.. only.. they ALL wanted to be the mouse.. and when i picked a mouse.. the rest who werent the active present mouse grumbled loudly.. and the thing is they dont bump into anybody.. they just continue to run around.. until it completely went out of hand.. and when i made them stop.. they all swarmed to me and asked me to make them the mouse or cat for some.. so i called 2 to go and take basketballs.. and then again im swamred by hands and voices telling me to pick them to go get the balls.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told them to sit in their house colours and i picked out 2 boys who werent participating and brought them down to check on the other 4.. i told the rest of the class to take a water break.. and they all ran down.. and then one of the boys knocked one of the girls down and she fell down.. and then she cry.. she hurt her knee.. then i checked on her.. and it didnt look serious at all but the girl just kept insisting it hurt and dragged her feet when she walked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reached downstairs to see the 4 kids.. another girl dropped her money into the drain.. so i told the 4 kids that when i was talking i expected people to at least pay attention and listen.. and i told 2 of them to stand some more coz they were trying to be funny.. and then i talked to the 2 boys who werent participating and asked them why they didnt like pe (coz they told me straight that they didnt like pe).. they say that it makes them very very hot.. so i told them.. either you run laps around the school for the whole period of pe.. or you stick with me and do whatever sports i want them to do.. and then after a while thye grudgingly muttered sports.. so i said ok go back up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was about to continue with the 2 boys left.. a girl came down and said that someone cry.. so i had to go up.. the bell rang.. made them walk in 2 lines and then go back for chinese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i suck at teaching pe.. and btw all that happened in like 30mins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the staff room is really weird.. coz like there's a speaker in the ceiling.. and like also a microphone i think. because like there will be a voice from the general office i presume saying "is mdm satish there" and the teachers will shout back things like "check the art room" or "no she's not here" and i was extremely bewildered at why they were talking to the ceiling.. until my friend told me then i was like omg haha ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like one of the girls who isnt really liked by her classmates.. her parent wrote a letter to me.. it goes like this.. like basically her daugher is bullied and asking me for help.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today.. 2 girls fought over the duster.. the girl who injured her knee and her sitting partner.. fight until their hands got duster marks and the sitting partner cry.. then i had to tell the class to keep quiet and i brought the girls out and told them to share and stuff.. and then they say that even when thir regular teacher was there she didnt bother about their arguments.. and i told them no matter who the teacher is they have to be friends and try to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the girl who injured her knee kept talking about hell to another kid.. and then the kid asked me whether i was christian.. and when i said no.. then he asked "but why are you not christian? all christians go to heaven"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then god help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am exhausted and mentally drained..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-1468111195963149573?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1468111195963149573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=1468111195963149573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/1468111195963149573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/1468111195963149573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-life-as-pri-school-form-teacher.html' title='my life as a pri school form teacher continues'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-6331789390610168611</id><published>2008-02-26T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T11:46:55.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life as a pirmary school form teacher</title><content type='html'>yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im reliefing this teacher on course for a month.. so for a month.. im the form teacher of class 2/10 from boon lay gardens primary school.. i teach everything except for chinese.. yes everything.. includinig art and pe and social studies.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was my first day in school.. it was quite alright.. class of 30.. second smartest class.. they have prefects at pri2.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im was supposed to teach them how to multiply for the very first time.. but as soon as i wrote "Multiplication" on the board and "3X4=" they all shouted "12! 12! 12!".. so i just kinda gave them the workbook to do the practice questions.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i gave them like 6 english worksheets to do.. and played like hangman with them.. half the class actually asked me whether they could do more worksheets.. yeah.. they didnt want to play games.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they like to walk around and like come to my table and see what im doing what im writing or like touch my stuff.. and then i wonder whether this is normal behavior for pri2 kids.. or are they just doing it coz im a relief teacher.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's this boy pat guan.. he's like this teacher's assistant.. so like he walks around class and just is a busybody.. and when the clasmates say that he is the teacher's assistant and is supposed to walk around.. once again i dunno wheter true or not.. because from my memories of pri sch.. that didnt exist.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came recess.. they are quite good lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after recess during art class was when the fan mail started coming in.. there were like these girls who would come to me all giggly and thrust something into my hands and run of giggling louder.. and its a picture of me.. extremely slim or as a princess fairy.. a girl even made a paper bag for me.. and now i have a wholestack of pictures on my desk.. and the girls keep insisting i have a husband.. so i have a picture of me with a speech bubble saying "I love my husband." and another picture of my husband and i.. with him saying "I love Ms Li".. and me saying "I love my husband".. darn it shouldnt have taught them how to write husband.. and when i told them i dont have a husband.. the boys were like "yeah.. thats why she is 'Ms' and not 'Mrs' ".. the girls would be like "How come but you teacher leh" and then i said that im not married yet and they ask me how old i am.. and i ask them to guess and they guess 18, 30, 100 and i told them i was 19.. and they actually said "Wah so old havent married yet argh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it is kinda fun.. once you get the hang of it.. you know? and the teacher im relieving for.. mrs siow..she left me a lesson plan to follow so it isnt that bad.. except that im finishing the stack of worksheet that was meant for this week.. oh well.. i'll just bring them to like the library or something.. as jane advised so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i gotta go like do some last min preparations.. assembly's starting soon.. chao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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teacher'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-8869431983274125597</id><published>2008-02-23T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:20:24.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird neighbours</title><content type='html'>i was walking down to work today when i was stopped by a neighbour along the way from house 46. she asked whether i wanted a lift down coz she called a cab and i said ok thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when i was waiting for the cab with her.. she went on this whole story about how people will climb into your house to steal your things.. they will climb over the back wall.. unpick your lock and steal your things lah.. ( i realised i just repeated myself haha) and that even the most expensive locks wont be spared except for this one brand (which i cant remember).. which is apparently the brand that she's using now.. and she said that when you want to buy the locks you cannot drive your car to go buy because people can track you down and then will steal from your house.. no you must take an mrt to this station (and once again my memory deludes me) and then take a cab ride to the shop which is like $6 cab ride away not during peak hours.. and when you reach dont even tell the shop owner what you need the lock for or even where you stay.. just say u need a lock and give them the measurements for your door like how thick the door is.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when we got into the cab.. she went on to talk about the syndicate of maids in our area who prostitute themselves.. like.. some maids in our area will like go onto lorries late at night and come back early morning.. and apparently her neighbouur's maid went off in a lorry driven by dark fellows when the family was out have chinese new year dinner.. and she told me not to let my maid talk to the other maids.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently that this indian maid from a few houses away from mine had to go back because she contracted STDs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im like ok.. and nodding half the time.. gasping at the right moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so when i was coming back from work just now.. i took a look at her house.. all the walls that are possible to like climb over.. even the conjoining wall with her neighbour.. has like sharp rods/poles whatever you call them sticking out of it.. every single wall possible.. and im like omg.. she's like this paranoid person lah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least she's nice paranoid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-1225870796878698547</id><published>2008-02-20T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:09:54.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and yes im hogging the blog as usual</title><content type='html'>yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am haha because no one is blogging.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats alright.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to-do-list&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 register for driving&lt;br /&gt;#2 learn how to knit&lt;br /&gt;#3 figure about UBC&lt;br /&gt;#4 memorise lines for 12 angry men&lt;br /&gt;#5 not drive self mad over waiting for moonbird audition results&lt;br /&gt;#6 exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah mom has been dragging me out of the house every morning at 0630 to run.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching a walk to remember now.. its quite good.. shane west's character is like so cute! omg haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;things-i-want-to-do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 learn french&lt;br /&gt;#2 learn a dance&lt;br /&gt;#3 be more thrifty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;things-im-doing-this-week&lt;/u&gt; (fine im bored ok?)&lt;br /&gt;thurs - work&lt;br /&gt;fri - work, meet sharon about pri sch, meet the bitches for sheesah and dinner&lt;br /&gt;sat - work&lt;br /&gt;sun - 12 angry men rehearsals, work (LAST DAY!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im crying now.. bloody a walk to remember.. he bloody had a star named after her.. wah lao!! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i do not need a reason to be angry with God." omg i cry again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah shant bore you with my movie watching haha bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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usual'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-1851037151201900883</id><published>2008-02-20T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T15:36:34.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edison chen talks like jerome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-1851037151201900883?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1851037151201900883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-8906762271976444542</id><published>2008-02-19T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:40:53.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOL and stuff</title><content type='html'>NOL was surprisingly quite funny and humourous.. ms san was a good sport haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a whole bunch of things to say but cant rmbr now.. ah forget it haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-8906762271976444542?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8906762271976444542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=8906762271976444542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/8906762271976444542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/8906762271976444542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/nol-and-stuff.html' title='NOL and stuff'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-8745981367110154596</id><published>2008-02-18T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:35.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiot superstars</title><content type='html'>seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u did it in hollywood MAYBE it wont be that hard.. because everyone screws everyone anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u screw people in hongkong.. and u take the photos and then they get distributed around the internet.. then its quite difficult to escape lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R7mXbBIg-yI/AAAAAAAAAfc/USEwKMO4hxA/s1600-h/edison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R7mXbBIg-yI/AAAAAAAAAfc/USEwKMO4hxA/s320/edison.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168328537800768290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R7mXdRIg-zI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ioBHJFCm9v8/s1600-h/edison2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R7mXdRIg-zI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ioBHJFCm9v8/s320/edison2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168328576455473970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R7mXeBIg-0I/AAAAAAAAAfs/-S-b7eM_8r4/s1600-h/Edison3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R7mXeBIg-0I/AAAAAAAAAfs/-S-b7eM_8r4/s320/Edison3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168328589340375874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some technician at apple stole all these sex pics of edison chen and hongkong actresses and posted them online when edison sent his laptop for fixing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously he's screwed lah coz he was hiding at america when the whole scandol started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's like my favourite famous chinese guy.. we grew up in the same state!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this serves us as a reminder for those of us who venture into the entertainment industry.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be true to yourself and dont give way to sleaze.. you're all worth so much more than that&lt;/strong&gt;.. and be thankful we're in singapore where sex is not a requirement for a lot of things.. well at least for me i am.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-8745981367110154596?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R7mXbBIg-yI/AAAAAAAAAfc/USEwKMO4hxA/s72-c/edison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403487900413073294.post-6547796809986446062</id><published>2008-02-18T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:14:23.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i dont understand</title><content type='html'>is why your friends in singapore dont meet up with you precisely because you are in singapore as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when people from overseas come back.. there is a flurry of action to meet up with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the end the people you are closer with are the people overseas as compared to the people stuck here.. yup&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-6547796809986446062?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-3403487900413073294.post-6912165245353851036</id><published>2008-02-18T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:09:01.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rejected by ubc but hopes renewed!</title><content type='html'>yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like at the start of this month i received notice online that i was rejected by ubc for both the business and arts course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received my sats score on valentines day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was 2060 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im going to call them tonight (because of time difference) and ask them about it.. ubc's uni application ends on the 28th.. so like if A level results come out on the 29th that means cannot lah.. so calling them and going to ask them how.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if all fails speed mailing them an appeal letter.. yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL J2S STUDY HARD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-6912165245353851036?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6912165245353851036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=6912165245353851036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/6912165245353851036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/6912165245353851036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/rejected-by-ubc-but-hopes-renewed.html' title='rejected by ubc but hopes renewed!'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-6816574708588058661</id><published>2008-02-16T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T17:53:33.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>irritating kids who are collecting money for flag day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I was president..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would ban all flyers.. no more flyers.. it is a stupid way to inform people.. to pass on information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would ban flag day.. it is a stupid way of collecting donations.. school kids are conned into this whole thing in exchange for CIP hours.. they take the tins and disappear into arcades or cafes.. if not.. they are eq-challeneged people who stand literally in front of the escalator.. and when someone who is equally dim witted as them comes to put in money.. he or she stops in front of the escalator nad blocks everyone else coming down or going up.. its stupid.. extrememly stupid and infuriating what our nation is making us all to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completely contradictory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell people not to waste and save the earth we have idot people giving out flyers.. made out of paper.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell people to be empathatic and help those in need you hinder people in the midst of doing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is just a bad day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lighter note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i got rejected from UBC.. my sats results came out on valentines day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 2060.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not fantastic but oh well.. i have hope in getting into UBC once more haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-6816574708588058661?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6816574708588058661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=6816574708588058661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/6816574708588058661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/6816574708588058661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/irritating-kids-who-are-collecting.html' title=''/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-3650650761495805550</id><published>2008-02-14T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:28:21.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;citibank ran out of flyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im actually told to go home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they'll call me when the new flyers come (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-3650650761495805550?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/3650650761495805550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=3650650761495805550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/3650650761495805550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/3650650761495805550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/citibank-ran-out-of-flyers-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-4035606068014285946</id><published>2008-02-14T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:31:30.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello.. i realise i now have 3 blogs to update. how stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, cny has passed, and i think i used a fair bit of my angpow collection on shopping. oh dear.. i need to get a job again!! haha. actually yes, i may be applying for a brainless part-time yogurt-scooping job to make myself feel useful (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im rather excited for gylc as well; im going in july-- just got my confirmation slip in the mail today. its all nice and dandy. this is another excuse to go shopping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also want to watch sweeney todd, only because everyone's giving it rave reviews. i do not want to watch it because of johnny depp: sorry all fans out there, i dont think he's hot. (but that's just me yea.) i do recommend everyone however, to watch the diving bell and the butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i'll do abit of publicity here: glory is looking for a dance partner. he has to be taller than me-in-&lt;strong&gt;3-inch&lt;/strong&gt;-heels, strong (and i mean strong), and willing to do latin and/or ballroom. apply only if you adopt an amoeba's approach to dancing. kthnxbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-4035606068014285946?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4035606068014285946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=4035606068014285946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/4035606068014285946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/4035606068014285946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>cubed</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-3403487900413073294.post-7498824852989128553</id><published>2008-02-11T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:30:27.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more becoming an air stewardess</title><content type='html'>im feeling extremely emo now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for singaporean PRs i have to have a degree first before i can be an air stewardess.. damn it&lt;div 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stewardess'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-470327314575171568</id><published>2008-02-10T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:42:49.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmare</title><content type='html'>i had my first nightmare in ages.. ok not really nightmare nightmare but more of bad dream.. i dont do nightmares and bad dreams since i was 6..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im back at the dreamscape im always at.. where the weird hospital/shopping centre, carpark, weird science place, weird skater park, weird countryside.. apparently im caught for trespassing and among other things (i mean how would i know i was trespassing.. its a dream world that i occassionally visit..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im forced into a situation where i have to choose my death or the death of my family.. so i ate this pill the mafia/police/evil people gave to me.. which gives me 3 days left to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because.. all this is happening now.. like while im waiting for a level results and for uni.. when elina is away.. when everyone is everywhere.. and im going to die in 3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cried and i cried and i cried.. imeediately after eating the pill i felt that the world had ended.. i didnt even fight it when they gave me the pill and a glass of water.. the leader of the mafia/police/bad guy actually smiled and dismissed me.. and i cried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke down and cried and i followed my family ut onto this dock.. and i called glory.. she didnt pick up (as usual haha).. so i called sean.. he picked up.. and i bawled my lungs out that i was going die in three days time.. and he just silence.. and then said 'its ok'.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha omg then i woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is to precious and too short to die now.. there's so much things for us to do.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-470327314575171568?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/470327314575171568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=470327314575171568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/470327314575171568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/470327314575171568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/nightmare.html' title='nightmare'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-4600461605193214771</id><published>2008-02-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:35:20.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate my siblings</title><content type='html'>i hate my siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my house had like this party my dad hosted for chinese new year.. and the main dish was like chinese dumplings (among many other main dishes).. so i was busy helping my mom make the dumplings.. and after that went on to help make sure my borther ate by feeding him dumplings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what were my sisters doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing at the door taking hong baos.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just not fair, that i was helping the house at the peak of busy.. and got like $40.. and them slackers doing-nothing-ers got at least $140.. (they each got 2 hong baos with $50 each inside, among other many hong baos)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. its not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry cant help but rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dont frigging need the money.. they dont need money to eat.. what they eat in school is like so frigging cheap.. their transportation is so frigging cheap or sometimes my mom fetches them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i frigging spend $3 a day on transport for work, spend at least $3.80 for a healthy meal and my mom doesnt even give me cash in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the younger one still has the guts to say haha i have more money than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just not fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-4600461605193214771?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/4600461605193214771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=4600461605193214771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/4600461605193214771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/4600461605193214771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-my-siblings.html' title='i hate my siblings'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-1749765042125034074</id><published>2008-02-07T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:19:36.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elina's farewell party pics</title><content type='html'>didnt take much.. was talking too much to take pics haha.. elina aini and i actually stayed over at glor's place til like 4am talking.. took a nap and i left her house around 6 haha omg (: here's the pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzOJiyYbI/AAAAAAAAAes/sBakc7KRrFk/s1600-h/groupone.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzOJiyYbI/AAAAAAAAAes/sBakc7KRrFk/s320/groupone.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164207347139240370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzOpiyYcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/aw0-TM1BAFM/s1600-h/grouptwo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzOpiyYcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/aw0-TM1BAFM/s320/grouptwo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164207355729174978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzPZiyYdI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lXylwOBzx7k/s1600-h/groupthree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzPZiyYdI/AAAAAAAAAe8/lXylwOBzx7k/s320/groupthree.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164207368614076882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzPZiyYeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/WCVXRngoz_k/s1600-h/groupfour.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzPZiyYeI/AAAAAAAAAfE/WCVXRngoz_k/s320/groupfour.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164207368614076898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6r6sZiyYfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cxOKovqVs8U/s1600-h/kiss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6r6sZiyYfI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cxOKovqVs8U/s320/kiss.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164215563411677682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6r6spiyYgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5QQmPDhr-vk/s1600-h/rose1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6r6spiyYgI/AAAAAAAAAfU/5QQmPDhr-vk/s320/rose1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164215567706644994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-1749765042125034074?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/1749765042125034074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=1749765042125034074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/1749765042125034074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/1749765042125034074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/elinas-farewell-party-pics.html' title='elina&apos;s farewell party pics'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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/_oixrrnTqMPU/R6rzOJiyYbI/AAAAAAAAAes/sBakc7KRrFk/s72-c/groupone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3403487900413073294.post-8646141350684016451</id><published>2008-02-07T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:42:03.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life as a flyer distributer</title><content type='html'>ok before i go on and slander the profession, the job im doing is actually paying quite well.. its &lt;strong&gt;$7/hr&lt;/strong&gt; on weekdays, &lt;strong&gt;$10.50/hr&lt;/strong&gt; on sats and &lt;strong&gt;$14/hr&lt;/strong&gt; on sun.. the only catch is that you can only work 6hrs on weekdays and 3 hours on weekends and there's like this retarded 2 hour break in the middle of the 6 hours on the weekdays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now back to slandering the profession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean seriously, why are they doing it? why give out paper flyers when you know that people wont take it, especially not the targeted group of people in suits because they are educated not to take what they dont need or want, and educated enough to know that &lt;u&gt;flyers=paper&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;paper=trees&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;waste paper=kill trees&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;no trees=earth dies&lt;/u&gt;.. and so they dont take the flyers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and which makes us flyer distributers kinda &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;redundant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know that you wanna spread your message, but itsnt there a less retard and less environmentally-damaging way to do it? like.. yelling into a microphone about your message?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it that it is these (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt;) educated people who just ignore that a life form is in front of them, smiling and looking pitiful so that they can help them take the flyer and help them throw it away (&lt;em&gt;which the dignified and integrity-filled flyer distributers would never do&lt;/em&gt;).. i mean how hard is it to shake your head, or just smile back and say 'no thanks'? for all you know that the (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; carrying) girl could be doing this miserable job for $4/hr and is earning money so that she can go to university, or the (mango wearing) girl who could pass off as 12 is doing this miserable job because she needs to support 8 mouths at home. how can they not care!? or at least be human and respond. i dont mind rejection, just not ignoration(is there just a word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im not complainging.. its (kinda) good money.. and i kinda slack half the time (: and my partner is really fun and bitchy at times so its alright lah. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i'll be able to vent at the end of the month when i teach primary 2 kids (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-8646141350684016451?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/8646141350684016451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=8646141350684016451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/8646141350684016451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/8646141350684016451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-life-as-flyer-distributer.html' title='my life as a flyer distributer'/><author><name>kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03842531846265268024</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-3403487900413073294.post-6245670892507754421</id><published>2008-02-07T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T16:53:09.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CNY!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I hope everyone doing okay. It's Chinese New Year! YAY! :) so go lou that louhey and collect that red packet. apparently, louhey is like native to singapore. they don't have it in hongkong or china i realised. isn't that special? I've got intresting stuff to tell you guys about the first day in school. but i'll let you know as soon as i can. rushing out for dinner now. i love all of you guys so so so much. take care and zhu ni tou fa hei hei, pi fu mei li!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove&lt;br /&gt;elina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-6245670892507754421?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/6245670892507754421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=6245670892507754421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/6245670892507754421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-3403487900413073294.post-2004116751188279542</id><published>2008-02-01T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T19:48:28.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first blog post</title><content type='html'>and so&lt;br /&gt;i've invited elina glory and sean to be part of this blog as well, since we're all kinda goiong different paths now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elina&lt;br /&gt;is in melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glory &lt;br /&gt;is on her way of stardom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean&lt;br /&gt;is serving the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;am just bumming around doing random part time jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now we just have to wait and see whether all 3 of them accept to be part of this blog and like contribute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i guess if i go canada, this could be the place where everyone can get their updates on at least 4 of us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i wont sit here wondering hows elina in melbourne (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3403487900413073294-2004116751188279542?l=kegsofdrama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kegsofdrama.blogspot.com/feeds/2004116751188279542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3403487900413073294&amp;postID=2004116751188279542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/2004116751188279542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3403487900413073294/posts/default/2004116751188279542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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