<?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-4585902669014343641</id><updated>2012-02-13T23:13:07.586Z</updated><category term='h'/><title type='text'>*~TabByCat*~*ALaCriTy~*</title><subtitle type='html'>A pitfall is never known without the challenges. With these obstacles, the roughness of the path of life is only then known. At the moment when all these pitfalls are crawled through, that’s the moment I will thank them for turning me into a brave and resourceful traveller. When the success is in your grip, the pitfalls that you once loathed for obstacling your path will forever be nothing in your eyes….. May I be one of these people in the future and may you too...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-7203448386033858609</id><published>2010-09-26T22:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:48:40.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>into the second week :)</title><content type='html'>Life is good, life is great.&lt;div&gt;Just being as optimistic as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell myself everyday before I walk into the main office door: "Be positive, today will be a great day".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not familiar with the terminology and systems etc, I find it very technical, from my points of view. Dreaded it sometimes, but I will never succumb to it.. Blek! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told my friend that when you are trying to impress people, the end results seems to be the otherwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So screw it, I will do my best for my own sake, not to impress people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I am happy that I have a friend who can teach me about credit derivatives and bother her when I just do not feel like browsing anymore pages from Google search.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, my mum said I am lucky to have friends around..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am contended if everyone at home is doing well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss my mum and everyone else at home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New challenges for the second week! I will so damn axe all these tasks like how I killed the zombies in the game!!!!! Hmpf!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7203448386033858609?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7203448386033858609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7203448386033858609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7203448386033858609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7203448386033858609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/09/into-second-week.html' title='into the second week :)'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-5060360492259916123</id><published>2010-09-04T11:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T12:31:35.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps my next blog will be in another few months time..</title><content type='html'>I will be starting work on Monday finally. Training to be exact, for two weeks before I am going to join my team. What to expect? I have no idea. My only hope that it will go smoothly. Fingers crossed. Looking at the 180 pages of credit derivatives handbook that my manager emailed to me, I was stunned. I understood little of it, almost nothing. I just read the first page, and I was too reluctant to read the following pages... Hmmm... So ya, I am still at the first page.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many thoughts run through my minds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Cameron Highlands for short trip with my mum, aunt and my cousin.. We visited a temple along the way and I had a go on the shaking of wooden praying sticks. The monk told me not to be hesitant on my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya he was right, I never stop hesitating about it from the moment I graduated from university, all the time in Malaysia and it became worse when I got back to UK alone, leaving my family back again. I wouldn't mind going home and work at home really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope it is just the new environment in London that makes me feel sick. I miss Warwick. I miss everyone, I even miss the dodgy Coventry. Warwick has been too great in protecting the students. I feel safe walking in the middle of night in Warwick alone but in London, I feel extremely cautious all the time once I stepped my feet outside of the accommodation. It is just too big of a metropolitan city that I am trying to fit into.. I prefer to be a kampung girl. Many close friends are not here anymore but perhaps I should be really thankful that I will still see some of them. It was really emotional to realise that I could almost delete the whole of my contact list in my phone, when I touched down in London airport and trying to message whoever that is here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of crying moments, I promised myself. This will be the last time. I will be fine. My aunt was worried that I would not be able to fit into the British working life, just like how she was worried that I will be away from home for the first time in a city like London when LSE offered me a place 3 years ago. I told her I will get myself home if I can't fit myself into it.. It is not a big deal to leave anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I hope to perform the best I can in the job and achieved whatever I want in UK. What do I want? I am not even sure. But I am sure that I do not want to be a loser... and I will do the best I can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping that everyone back home will be healthy and safe forever, that would be my biggest happiness......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend wrote in her blog that Goodbye is the end of something, but it can be the start of a fresh hope too. A fresh hope and great luck to everyone I sincerely hope; to my cousin for his degree, to all my friends who are back in Malaysia, looking to create the new pages of the life journal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care! :) We will do well in life :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5060360492259916123?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5060360492259916123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5060360492259916123&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5060360492259916123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5060360492259916123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/09/perhaps-my-next-blog-will-be-in-another.html' title='Perhaps my next blog will be in another few months time..'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-2448250291725683400</id><published>2010-07-01T19:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:44:45.499+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We are done.</title><content type='html'>The results day for all the Warwick finalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statistics students (i.e. me) got the results one day earlier than the others. Statistics department has seemed to become the most efficient one in releasing the finalists's results, in comparison to being the last department to give out results to 2nd years students last year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the grade I expected; I got the grade that meet my employment conditions. No special sense of alacrity/excitement sinks in as I have expected such grade anyway. It is just the difference of whether my score lies in the lower end of the grade or the higher end.. and unfortunately my score is not quite what I would wish to get and the range of my individual subjects score is horribly huge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are right. It is easy to get a 2.1 marks for Business School modules, but not a first class mark. I thought I would have gotten at least high 2.1 marks for WBS modules since all my assignments have gotten nice first class marks, yet the overall marks that include exam marks turn out to be quite out of expectation, and thanks to them, I am in the lower range of the grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will never be satisfied. They quest for more. I quest to be in the higher range of 2.1. My friend who is in the high 2.1. is disappointed for not attaining a first, friends who missed the 2.1 by just a little would be enourmously happy to be in my position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it was amazing to note that generally Malaysians across all departments did quite well especially all of them who are in Accounting &amp;amp; Finance got at least a 2.1 and half got a first! It is a good feeling to see fellow friends to excel above other people in this foreign land, and be the top of the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet hopefully there are bright paths ahead of those who didn't do quite well. Life is not just about academic results and do take it as a fate and challenge it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2448250291725683400?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2448250291725683400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2448250291725683400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2448250291725683400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2448250291725683400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-done.html' title='We are done.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3999480448483085760</id><published>2010-05-31T02:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T02:54:27.662+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Half way</title><content type='html'>Wanted to post up something last week but I had a paper the next day and I gave up. Anyway, I was super happy last Wednesday (put aside the Thursday's Finance paper that I had messed up so badly. I see the word "Failed" is calling me). One of my assignments was returned and I got a very good mark. Not only that, on the same day I have got my marks increased for the other previously returned assignment after writing to the lecturer and he was very kind enough to recheck my assignment and gave me a 1st instead!!! :):):):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It definitely made up my day albeit the extremely horrible finance paper the next day. I had an urge to post in facebook right after the paper that "I do not want to have anything to do with Finance anymore" but I had my future employer(s) in my friend list. Not a good idea. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a friend in the library today. I asked him about his girlfriend's and his application to uni. His girlfriend has got an offer to Cambridge! And he has got few offers to do Phd in the States and UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it was rather sad to know that he might not take up the offers if the uni is not going to give him full scholarship, due to financial constraints. When he said that, it gave me a hard-knock on my head. How ungrateful I have been all this while and taking the opportunity for granted, extremely unappreciative of how lucky I was to be able to study overseas without any worries on tuition fees. Yet there are people like him who have to give up offers from prestigious uni just because of financial problems. I truly felt sorry for him. At the same time it just reminds me of my aunt as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very lucky indeed. But I have only started to learn to be grateful when my quite-screwed-up degree is at its end soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deserve a hard slap on my face =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3999480448483085760?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3999480448483085760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3999480448483085760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3999480448483085760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3999480448483085760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/05/half-way.html' title='Half way'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2529527789412965802</id><published>2010-05-12T01:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:12:26.615+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect for Brown</title><content type='html'>Respect for Gordon Brown - for his charisma, for the sincerity he showed (even though if it wasn't a genuine one, he did it well), and most importantly, for not clinging to power and showed little or no signs of regret of resigning as one of the most powerful decision makers in the world. He took the full responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years of fixing the economy, and 3 years of fixing the country as a whole. He did not do a perfect job and economy may be worst, but crisis came at a time no one expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is one day politicians with such charisma surface in my country, I think I would be jumping on joy seeing the ray of hopes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the man with only 30% eyesight but amazingly has shone through his political journey, will start another chapter of his journey with the people's blessing, less burden on the shoulders and quality time alongside with his beloved family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2529527789412965802?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2529527789412965802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2529527789412965802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2529527789412965802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2529527789412965802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/05/respect-for-brown.html' title='Respect for Brown'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-8572783918743710436</id><published>2010-05-01T01:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T02:16:55.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>最近好像真的觉得自己应该是调整心态的时候， 我不再是个小孩， 不再停留在一个以读书为唯一目标的阶段，我该有个很明确的方向，我已不再属于这个学生时段了。讽刺的是，这并不是我的自身领悟，而是最近发现越来越多的小学朋友们都已经是打工一族了，有的还当起导游，当起了贡献社会的一份子。 我自己有了微微被刺激到的感觉，因为他们间接让我认清我已经二十二岁了，责任是我们现在的代号，而不再是“出事了，有爸爸妈妈撑着”。大家都已经不是十年前为了考试名次而暗争的小孩了，社会上的人生考验才是真正的暗争。如果我被问起猜猜自己十年后该是怎么样的？我希望还会是顺顺利利的。。&lt;br /&gt;马来西亚最近出了阿牛的新电影。电影里据说叙述了二十年前的小镇生活，我不曾过着小镇的生活，但是我想如果有一天我有机会能够看到这部电影，它应该也会引起我的共鸣吧。。我喜欢它的主题曲，非常喜欢阿牛的歌声。《纯文艺的恋爱》在我电脑里连续播了好几个小时。我告诉winshi, 我真的很想家。我来到英国后的第三年，才真正体会到什么是思念家的感觉。以前我从来都没有这么强烈的感觉。可能就如我所说的， 我被朋友们敲醒了，我不是再以读书为唯一目标的阶段，现在每走的一步，是日后的定断。&lt;br /&gt;我问妈妈关于winshi的车，妈妈过后问：你呢？你想要什么车？我愣了。并不是因为我过度惊喜，而是我根本幻想不到那么的一天。我幻想不到。。打从我自个儿不知什么时候有的虚荣心和从小聚累的好胜，我觉得自己已不再有单纯的欲望了。人家毕业了，能在伦敦谋的高薪工作，为什么我就不能呢？我也行啊！最后我离我的欲望只有一步之远，可是之前拼死拼活想要的东西，现在握在手里了，我却犹豫了无数次。。。我思念我的家，可是我觉得我好像把自己从那家拉开了越来越远。妈妈总是为我这个自私的女儿着想； 我mah mah 在我假期回家，时常都会问：你有想mah mah 吗？你毕业后你要回来，mah mah 会等你。。。对于我的公公婆婆，我要肩负的是两份的责任。这是我真心的诺言。。。可是我却为了自己的梦想而忽略了他们；一个建筑于虚荣感上的梦想，一个不再坚定，而是动摇的梦想。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-8572783918743710436?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/8572783918743710436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=8572783918743710436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8572783918743710436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8572783918743710436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-4325756540114221138</id><published>2010-04-25T21:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:45:06.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>yawn.. yawn.. yawn..&lt;br /&gt;Sunny day = Sleepy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what was the results of the by-election at home? I am still amazed at how Najib giving out sweets right before the election. Huge amount of fundings for chinese primary school is welcome, but it is rather inpropriate to be announced right before the election, right from the mouth of a PM. Oh well, this is my boleh-land anyway. It is just a matter whether this act can buy votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing Malaysian election with British election. Miles apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer term starts tomorrow. =( My very last term as a student. Exam coming soon. I hate summer term not only because it is exam term, but also the hot weather and ohmygosh-ly number of bugs that come out from nowhere. Anyway, I just realised how much food I have. If there is riot outside, I suppose my food supply can last me for two weeks. If there is no expiry date for food, I guess the amount of food can last me till the end of May...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely under prepared for my exam.  *cry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a doraemon now I will be the happiest girl in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-4325756540114221138?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/4325756540114221138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=4325756540114221138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4325756540114221138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4325756540114221138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/04/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2796748924344456200</id><published>2010-04-08T00:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T01:20:52.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice in the Underland.</title><content type='html'>Finally I managed to get on a shift for Alice in the Wonderland (Underland). So happy! I love the show though it is a little anti-climax at the end, especially with Alice flipping up her dress and dance Hatter's move. Another steward who worked on the same shift told me that she watched both 3D and the non 3D one, (in Arts Centre) and there is not much difference to her. Well, glad to hear that lol.. I am reluctant to watch 3D because 1) I will watch it if I have perfect eye-sight aka I am not wearing specs, or not I will be wearing my specs plus 3d specs to watch the so-called 3d movie. 2) I can watch non-3D for free so being my stingy self, I am reluctant to pay 10 pounds for the so-called pleasant-3D-experience (but not to Sue Mei).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about specs, finally I decided to change my glasses. I always have a spare glasses, but I was reluctant to wear because it is frameless, and I have no idea which day I will step on it as how I stepped on my cousin's. Then I will be a blind person in UK. However I can't stand the senget-ness of my current frame anymore!!!!! :(:(  So I will give it a try.  My dark circles around my eyes are so much more visible now, since there isnt any "frame" to cover it, so I should start sleeping early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I go home, I want to try the nerdy-look glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Alice in the Wonderland, it reminds me of my swimming coach because her name is Alice too. This summer when I return, I seriously need to hit the pool and learn to swim again. Can I still swim? I hope so. She told me last time, "you really need to lose weight and you should swim more!" Ya right, the whole world knows that I need to lose weight and of course I am extremely aware that I HAVE TO LOS WEIGHT, so I swam a lot, and I become more Melayu than a Melayu, and it took me not less than half a year after that to get "monocolour" on my back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya, I still need to lose weight..  &gt;_&lt;. This summer when I return, I will be a good girl, and go to swim at 6am in the morning for 1 hour.. Okay maybe not 6am, 6pm sounds more possible. Yes that's my vow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still have a vow to be kept, that I have yet find time for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steward who worked with me today, she is pregnant. I AM SHOCKED. When I see her from far, I was wondering whether she is pregnant, or it could be her few layers thick of jackets that makes her stomach looks big. But when we changed into our uniform, my thought is confirmed. I appear to be excited (although deep inside I am in great doubts). I asked her "excitedly", "You are married?!!!!!" She said no. I have no idea what else to say besides "Ohhh.." I feel awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is common for ppl to get pregnant before marriage nowadays, but this sort of thinking has not sink into me yet (because I am ulu), but what makes me more in doubt is, does she even has a steady partner?? Anyway, who am I to judge??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never like to do judgement on anyone. I sincerely wish she will have a good life and her baby will be well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about something else today. I do not want to judge but sometimes I can't help it. Again, I just feel disappointed today when I heard about something. My mum's words of wisdom play around my ears after that. Although all this while I try to disagree with my mum's so-called words of wisdom that will make me an insincere person, but her words are proven times after times. This is not a fantasy world that you expect sincere returns from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps I am just this little girl who still believes in it, hence I really feel the disappointment everytime THIS happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am accepting my mum's words now. This is just the fact of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2796748924344456200?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2796748924344456200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2796748924344456200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2796748924344456200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2796748924344456200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/04/alice-in-underland.html' title='Alice in the Underland.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3160383777642315738</id><published>2010-04-03T23:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:45:01.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The rainy days..</title><content type='html'>It is Qing Ming. I didn't realise about it until my friend told me. Mummy said my grandpa is having the usual praying routine tomorrow at home. And again, I am not there. Qing Ming literally did not mean anything to us, the kids of my generation because my grandpa never once ask us to go to the ancestors' graveyards with him. My uncles went instead.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;To me, it was just a phrase I encountered since primary school; a poem I learn for SPM exam ~ 清明时节雨纷纷，路上行人欲断魂~ However it changed since five years ago. Mum said I have the obligations to be there, yet I only managed to fulfill it twice- the very first two times.  I wasn't in the country since then. I feel bad. I am never a good daughter. I know. But I am extremely grateful for my cousins are there on my behalf....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3160383777642315738?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3160383777642315738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3160383777642315738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3160383777642315738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3160383777642315738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainy-days.html' title='The rainy days..'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7732055731811212229</id><published>2010-03-31T13:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:43:58.702+01:00</updated><title type='text'>into the second week of easter break</title><content type='html'>Fei Chai in the house is already off for his NS training in Beranang. When he told me Beranang, I was happily thinking that it is in some ulu places deep in an ulu state up north the country, but it turns out to be the nearest camp to Klang Valley. &gt;_&lt; My aunt and uncle said they will bring him out for food during the weekend, but apparently visitors can't take the trainees out of the camp. Guess I will hear nothing from him until 3 months later when he is out-of-the-jails. A slimmer version of Fei Chai I will be expecting. Gosh! I was a little disappointed last time when I wasn't picked to participate in NS, I could have lost weight in the camp!!! Anyhow I feel fortunate though for being not-so-lucky. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from London two days ago. London is so polluted to the extent that, pimples start popping out on my forehead on the first night. Grrr.. Can I survive in London for a few years?! I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UKEC Career Fair seemed to be a successful one. The fair itself seemed to be so formal in the sense that almost every student was dressed in a suit. Thinking about it, it is not that bad to return home and work in KL?! I was happy for many of my friends who have already got offers. I think being a UK graduate, we are really lucky if compared to local graduates. Offers with rather lucrative salary in Malaysian context come to us relatively easily and we do have choices to choose from different job offers. Yes we are lucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7732055731811212229?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7732055731811212229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7732055731811212229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7732055731811212229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7732055731811212229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/03/into-second-week-of-easter-break.html' title='into the second week of easter break'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-1839305327131744166</id><published>2010-03-25T11:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:03:47.075Z</updated><title type='text'>GS say hello to pattie finally!!</title><content type='html'>I am enourmously excited when Patricia finally received a reply from GS!! like, FINALLY! A positive reply!!! There will be so many people working in GS over the summer!!! Haha I dont know what I am being hyper over, I wont be there. They reject me :'( But it is just excited to know so many people will be working in GS soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warwick is a cool university. GS and JPM love warwick students lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is just excited to know friends around you finally have landed offers somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, joseen, eunice, natalie! You guys will be the next! Jia You! Warwick chapter will not end soon! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-1839305327131744166?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1839305327131744166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=1839305327131744166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1839305327131744166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1839305327131744166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/03/gs-say-hello-to-pattie-finally.html' title='GS say hello to pattie finally!!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7045953742360684458</id><published>2010-03-20T23:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-22T01:31:11.341Z</updated><title type='text'>the end of term 2</title><content type='html'>I felt contended after I finally handed in my assignment this afternoon, albeit it was due a day earlier. Making a decision before 12pm the day before, was not really a struggle. I walked out from the Learning Grid with peace in my mind at least, I shall say.. although it also means that I will be punished through marks deduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to have more trust in my own capabilities, and less whining and self-pity. More importantly, not pouring out everything in my mind to people who are meant to be there when you have problems or need someone to talk to. She is not my friend yet I told her stuffs that the people like her should never be told. Trust may turn into a killer weapon some days. I regret why I have never learnt this lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 3 Term 2 finally ended, with a bang, with 2 tests and 2 assignments. Sleepless nights. It is the official end to my lectures and my student life is seeing its end as well. The 5 weeks easter holidays essentially are my last looooooong holiday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2 was a very hectic term for finalists but it was very interesting one too. On a personal level, it is a nerve-wrecking one. Preparing for my very first interview with kiki till 12am in the library the day before. Panicking all the way to London, not knowing what to expect especially when it was my only invitation for interview at that time. I was in an extremely desperate position. Only God knew how much of alacrity was in me when i was told I have passed it and got through to the next round! Subsequent interview invitations from other firms came, yet the final outcomes weren't favourable ones. and pressures started building up again. Till the moment I receive the offer call, I expected the worst outcome yet it wasn't. Strange enough though, I did not feel the excitement I thought I would be. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because now I start to wonder is this the right path for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 2 - many great student-initiated events on campus yet some of them resulted in a complete mess and ended in a controversial style. Applause deserved for all the efforts put in, but ultimately the events that were carried out on genuine passions are the most appreciated ones; On a side note, getting myself involved in activities that I never thought I would be, paying a handsome sum of money to attend conference in London.. oh well, It was very inspring though; Deadlines of projects come one after another. Number of classes missed in a term tops my record ever since I came here; Giving me hopes again for something that I have nailed a dead penalty on it not long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too many too many plans that I want to do over the summer. My thoughts are all over the place now that are waiting for me to pile them up and puzzle them out nicely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7045953742360684458?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7045953742360684458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7045953742360684458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7045953742360684458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7045953742360684458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-of-term-2.html' title='the end of term 2'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3798651624618976816</id><published>2010-03-12T09:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:30:27.443Z</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Wahaha Quah Win Shi, i wrote this here as a reminder for myself and for you, since you are always here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know very well what is my priority now but if I ever get distracted away by other things, please remind me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3798651624618976816?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3798651624618976816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3798651624618976816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3798651624618976816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3798651624618976816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-4346010141264001253</id><published>2010-03-11T23:54:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:58:31.208Z</updated><title type='text'>One chapter closing soon..</title><content type='html'>Too many great and exciting news for me this week. Though it is week 9 with two deadlines and two tests next week, I dont feel the sense of urgency yet but I know I am screwed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an offer. I got what I wanted so badly. FINALLY. I thought I have screwed it up so badly last friday , but my feedback was really positive and hence the offer. Now I have a valid reason to stay in UK, for another two years at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would be overwhelmed if I ever hear the phrase "we would like to give u an offer" but when it came, I just dont feel anything. I am unsure now. But I am definitely staying with this. And I just can't wait to share this news with everyone, messaging everyone that I know even friends in London! Whether or not it is what I want to do really, it might not be. But I dont even know what I want now, so I will do best in this opportunity presented to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mum, if I am not good enough after two years, I will return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially retired now from all society posts. And it seems like one chapter of my life is closing soon, with another chapter can't wait to be revealed, with excitement yet worries. But I can do this I know!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORSE Handover Meeting, CIF Election... I am done now. My uni life would be so dull without CIF really! All great people that I met stimulate my thinking and be an opinionated person. Zhenbo came all the way from London for the election and cici has great friends who came from London to support her too! And I am glad to see the new lineout of CIF. Wish I was still part of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priority now, get the freaking 2.1. Shouldn't be a problem gua?! Plus I have challenged my aunt about it.. zzz hard case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will study hard!! I WILL !! internet off facebook off assignments time now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Relief in me. London for the subsequent two challenging years of my life. I know I will definitely be able to pull this off no matter how tough it is. I hope you too and will still be back in UK after your study. Out of many reasons I want to stay in UK, you are one of the main ones I shall say.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-4346010141264001253?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/4346010141264001253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=4346010141264001253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4346010141264001253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4346010141264001253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-chapter-closing-soon.html' title='One chapter closing soon..'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-9168305817927728796</id><published>2010-02-25T22:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-26T02:12:19.066Z</updated><title type='text'>When the mask is taken off</title><content type='html'>How frustated it is when you are so close to it, and it just slips away.. I can't wait to speak to them next week about what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or my coat was an unlucky coat?  zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the picture of Xi Voon took from her UM campus, the familiarity returns. The blue skyline with white clouds in contrast with either pure grey or blue sky that I am so used to now; the big-leaves trees instead of pine and maple trees. A sudden thought ran over my mind......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's where I truly belong to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And fate has its say on my destiny. It will give me the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-9168305817927728796?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/9168305817927728796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=9168305817927728796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/9168305817927728796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/9168305817927728796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-mask-is-taken-off.html' title='When the mask is taken off'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7428747201684296327</id><published>2010-02-16T01:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:56:26.842Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h'/><title type='text'>Ticking clock for eunice</title><content type='html'>Eunice I hope you do refresh the page so u can see this: Trust me that you will be late to DA Class tomorrow if you are still wandering at my cat-land. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I forgot what I want to type aldi... Oh ya.. which interviews to go to hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meow, i am going to sleep now Eunice Lim, So i wont be late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7428747201684296327?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7428747201684296327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7428747201684296327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7428747201684296327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7428747201684296327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/02/ticking-clock-for-eunice.html' title='Ticking clock for eunice'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2539343073643009440</id><published>2010-02-12T01:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-12T02:00:25.561Z</updated><title type='text'>人家说。。</title><content type='html'>期望越高，失落越深。。&lt;br /&gt;是对的&lt;br /&gt;但是期望该如何被衡量呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;农历新年到来了。。&lt;br /&gt;新年愿望？&lt;br /&gt;希望在家的人能真正把它当成一件事吗？&lt;br /&gt;至少能像别人一样有种期待感&lt;br /&gt;而不是拖累感和麻烦&lt;br /&gt;又或者我已经麻木了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无谓和不切际的期望&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2539343073643009440?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2539343073643009440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2539343073643009440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2539343073643009440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2539343073643009440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='人家说。。'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3314411520902872502</id><published>2010-02-07T02:29:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-07T02:46:13.843Z</updated><title type='text'>When there is expectation..</title><content type='html'>I swiched off my laptop at 2am before going to bed. Lying on the bed, my thoughts are still with the interviews that I had the day before. It has never gone away. The thoughts have been with me all days long ever since I came back from London on friday evening because this time it seems that I am so close to a job offer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I will get it.. For any reasons, I know best. but I hope I am over-sensitive, over conscious and group allocation by the HR was just a random move and did not indicate anything.. but it was hard to be ignored when you are grouped with all the weaker ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what should I do. Walking along Canary Wharf in a suit, with the feeling that you are just like any passerbys who could possibly be someone high-ranked in the concrete jungle of tall buildings housing all the head offices of financial instituations, it was just amazing! This is the place where the world blames the people here for causing economic meltdown, besides New York. This is the place where every single building here is a significant head office of firms that control the world economics. This is the place where everyone longs to work at. I feel comfortable and proud to be here, yet I am not confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nothing but just a sudden urge of reviewing what I really want to do with my life.. I am really being influenced by the frenzy of "getting a job in the city" as how people in UK describe about getting a job in the banks, in the financial industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should get back to my genuine self and reviewing my paths, be it a glorifying or a humble one.. Have I stranded too far away because of all these frenzies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I really wish to get an offer. although the chances are tiny than ever.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ready to face my genuine self, my humble ambition yet, because I am not ready? Or just because I do not have the courage?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3314411520902872502?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3314411520902872502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3314411520902872502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3314411520902872502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3314411520902872502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-there-is-expectation.html' title='When there is expectation..'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7211549097780383351</id><published>2010-02-03T01:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:31:08.745Z</updated><title type='text'>at 1.12am</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to be sleeping now, but my hair is wet :S I just showered.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to read on GS in the one-hour train journey to London yet I fell asleep :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I am just feeling mad over myself for the inabilities in organising thoughts. That's the outcome of the lack of preparation. But the stuffs that I prepared, it was not asked. Just how furious it could be, just like in the exam, u prepared for the topics, yet it was not being examined and instead you were tested on something else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my mind can turn faster in generating genuine examples, and not exageratting random examples that meet the questions. But anyhow, I have the feelings that being an interviewer with 15 years of working experience, it is easier than flipping a page of the book, to identify that I wasn't really speaking out of genuine interest. Clearly, I was not. Though I would like to think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just the feeling of furious on the way back and even at this point thinking how I could actually provide genuine interesting examples durint the interviews, instead of the random OWW shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No news is good news. I hope I dont get a reply until 2 weeks later :S I got the rejection email after half an hour of my telephone interview with Watson Wyatt because it went terribly bad. I expected it. It is called self-awareness. But in the case of GS, self-awaress tells me I have flunked it although i would very much love to wish for the otherwise :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention I encountered a rather over-confident if not arrogant candidate who went to the same interview as me. "What about the ambition, what about the money?" just shot out from him when he knew that I am applying for backoffice role. "I am rather relax now because I have already gotten offer from ABC and I have almost zero prepartion, here to see the stigma of GS perhaps...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell him that getting an offer from a bank is great, but not that great after all if comparing GS to a bank that's still struggling to repay govt's bailout. It is not a reason to be arrogant about not preparing for other interviews. Why not just stay at home and hug with your offer and let others who are genuinely interested, to have greater possibilities in securing something at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I truly see what's the so-called arrogance of banker and this is just a junior baby one. Annoyed, One day I wish you are in the shoes of being compared to someone from IBD and I hope they will ask you the same question as you did to other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7211549097780383351?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7211549097780383351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7211549097780383351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7211549097780383351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7211549097780383351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-112am.html' title='at 1.12am'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-165065876222265308</id><published>2010-01-30T15:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-30T15:51:37.718Z</updated><title type='text'>Finally week 3 is at its end..</title><content type='html'>I passed the first round, one more final round for me.. And another two more first rounds next week. Fingers crossed. My friend said I am closer to anyone of them in the group on getting a job but I am very unsure of it. I told her, I may be closer because I am half way climbing the ladder, and I can fall anytime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under bleak conscience, Week 3 has passed, with the unexpected easy days that beforehand I would expect to be extremely hectic since it is the One World Week. My first One World Week in the uni was celebrated with great amusement under the colourful kaleidoscope of different cultures and food they presented; Second year, food carnival was scrapped off due to health and safety rule, and also apparently because of the renovation of Student Union that resulted in most of OWW events being held in the Big White Tent the Tex (right name?) and there are no proper cooking facilities there. Fair enough. Third year, I am part of it. I am part of OWW because I was deeply attracted to the sand animation performance that I saw in youtube and the only way that I can think of seeing such amazing performance is by inviting the artist through the platform of OWW. I reached out to the group of artists, but unfortunately it didnt work out in the end. The team has other projects too. So we worked on them. And I learn something, never ever scrap away the potential ideas just because there are too many, because you will never know which of them could be played out realistically. My team manager said we were lacking of projects in the end. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing to the so-called encounters you should expect when you work next time, when I did my two previous internships, they are just nothing comparing to my experience in OWW. Though it is a huge team event managed by the efforts of 240 volunteers, the separation of different departments under it discloses the lack of willingness of cooperation between different departments that could have led to a better activity because the respective departments would rather work on their own projects so credits could be earned; the sense of authority in it; the (shockingly)uneffectiveness of management/leadership and which I gave up complaining to my peers anymore (now I know I shouldn't expect common sense in all people because sometimes it just did not hit in to their braincells. I gave up). Overall it was a not-too-bad event, except the self-assumed high-ranking people should really learn to respect the others. Anyway, justified it as the one week 9 days that shoutings could just be thrown around because I-am-so-under-stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall it was a great opportunity for self-development I shall say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 4 approaching with two interviews coming up. Good luck to myself again. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-165065876222265308?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/165065876222265308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=165065876222265308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/165065876222265308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/165065876222265308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-week-3-is-at-its-end.html' title='Finally week 3 is at its end..'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-1487705371045222801</id><published>2010-01-24T15:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-30T16:16:45.931Z</updated><title type='text'>revisited</title><content type='html'>Seeing more of the institution that I have missed 2 years ago, walking on the streets amidst its academic buildings to the library, I could imagine myself being a student here if I have had not missed the offer last time. Something that's still held on to me after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But revisiting it for the second time, this time after attending the China Development Forum in the Clement House, I feel blessed for going to Warwick because I would not be who I am now if I have been to LSE. Even as a visitor, I felt very intimidated by the invisibly highly-competitive environment in LSE and my introvert self would have confined myself to the same group of friends from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in London are always said to hang up with the fellow countrymen and are missing out on the true meaning of studying overseas, to immerse in different cultures. However I would have been one of them too if I were to be in LSE because my personality would have confined me even further if I were in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personality works out better in a less competitive environment perhaps, since I am never a competitive person..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-1487705371045222801?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1487705371045222801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=1487705371045222801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1487705371045222801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1487705371045222801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/01/revisited.html' title='revisited'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7603198374593318267</id><published>2010-01-18T21:46:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:53:42.870Z</updated><title type='text'>good luck to myself!</title><content type='html'>Sue Mei just want to get all the lucks she can. I know it would almost be a miracle if I pass it but if I am confident enough, nothing shall hinder my way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want this SO BADDDDLLYYYY and it is looking to be my only chance.. Please give me your blessings... Just pray for me, and give me your blessings and don't ask me what is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT IT THAT BADLLLYYYYYYY :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing in God really provides you strengths as I told Kiki and my mum said recite it when you are lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue Mei made a vow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7603198374593318267?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7603198374593318267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7603198374593318267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7603198374593318267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7603198374593318267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-luck-to-myself.html' title='good luck to myself!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3789574335942374180</id><published>2010-01-09T00:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:31:58.579Z</updated><title type='text'>shut my mouth and mind</title><content type='html'>OMG sue mei tan please learn the lesson!!!!!! like pleaseeee?!!!!! please please please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUE MEI TAN U NEED TO LEARN FROM, WELL NOT MISTAKES BUT EXPERIENCE arghhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it can I just stick notes all over my room but it is not feasible to do so, not because I have not enough of sticky pads (I have lots indeed) but I have no explanations to be given when friends enter my room and ask.... ZzzzzZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah hello assignment, u look so delicious to be eaten yet I couldnt find my cutleries..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i m going to say hello to my tutor again next week, and I cant wait to see what am I getting from her this time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3789574335942374180?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3789574335942374180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3789574335942374180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3789574335942374180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3789574335942374180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/01/shut-my-mouth-and-mind.html' title='shut my mouth and mind'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-1863925011483149878</id><published>2010-01-03T21:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:01:01.328Z</updated><title type='text'>英国小村</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VpPwK1InMy0/S0ETM1WaAMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Q4Rqw1mqlW0/s1600-h/IMG_4956.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422635788971462562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpPwK1InMy0/S0EShQv2z6I/AAAAAAAAABw/TFNJQcFCwd8/s320/IMG_4907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;从cornwall回到学校的路途中, 在3个小时多的火车路途中, 除了庆幸自己终于能够再与外面的世界联系, 也不停的对着手机中时有时无的讯号感到非常懊恼... 去了cornwall 的这四天里, 我几乎没机会和外头的人连系, 地方太乡村了, 但是却是个非常美丽的英国靠海的小乡村... 从乡村里到外头的主要公路都花费了整个小时, 我不确定自己是否能在这样的一个地方待上四十年. 毫无边际的山崖边缘和一望无际的滔滔大海与隔邻的世外桃源小村, 比起烦恼与忙碌的城市生活, 我还是会选择后者...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;毕竟我是在城市里长大的...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是这次的host visit 中, 除了体验到英国的另一面, 也让我对这个国家有个新的认识, 不同的译解, 对自己所坚持的梦想似乎有了一点的动摇..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;懊闷的归途中, 脑海中飘过了太多太多的事情, 所谓的放弃, 就能减少自己的烦恼和不实际的欲望. 我想要放弃, 脑里说放弃吧! 就看老天爷为你铺了一条什么样的前路... 可是现实中的我根本做不了这一点...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-1863925011483149878?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1863925011483149878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=1863925011483149878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1863925011483149878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1863925011483149878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='英国小村'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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/_VpPwK1InMy0/S0EShQv2z6I/AAAAAAAAABw/TFNJQcFCwd8/s72-c/IMG_4907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-6050789101842622595</id><published>2009-12-30T22:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:04:40.056Z</updated><title type='text'>London</title><content type='html'>Went down to London on the 24th and stayed with Oi Kum and got to know her sister Caroline who was a St. Marian too!! I like Oi Kum's house very much. It is very small and cosy and I feel so secured once walking in. It really gave me the feeling of home with a nice living room and kitchen that was relatively small but greatly equipped. Spent the first night chatting with Caroline till almost 3 in the morning about St. Mary and how I missed the school. Unexpectedly Caroline became the first person in UK that I told the story to, which I have yet to tell any friends in UK... Oi Kum and Caroline are a really close pair of sisters, and I wish I have an elder sister now toooo.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and aunt came on the 26th and my role as tourguide began. It is not a very fun but instead quite a tiring one especially for an impatient person like me.. I feel bad though I know. Sigh. I really do feel bad but I hope they do enjoy themselves occasionally despite my short-temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London trip has also been a trip meeting old schoolmates and juniors from St Mary, random encounters with college friends on the streets and stores, and catching up with my Warwick seniors zb and gutu who are in London now. Meeting old schoolmates from St Mary with the up-to-date gossips of school happenings is the best thing I enjoyed haha! But you do realise that YOU ARE OLD when you met your little juniors who had even graduated from school as the head and deputy head!! ouch!! College friends still look the same anyhow with some Oh-how-are-you bla bla bla words out of courtesy. Meeting with zb and gutu, the two intellectually smart people made me feel like an intellectual haha. I returned with plan to reinvite my speaker with their advice but unfortunately it is not going to happen for sure. I have tried my best in persuading and I have even come across for being annoying and over-persistent to a certain extent, but it is a team thingy and everything eventually boils down to team agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard was right. Why am I so persistent??? For what reasons? I want to impress and to contribute something significant. But I am far too naive playing this sort of risky game and so does everyone else and no one can afford the consequences if it turns out ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, Jo's words strike me. Also, something that I really hate and reluctant to realise is someone who really commands my respects did have contrasting opinions too and I shall be capable of justifying it. However I was just far too ignorant to admit the fact because of certain unrealistic reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to cornwall tomorrow to visit a british family.. I dont feel the excitement of going. Perhaps because of all the walking around in London in the past few days. And I just hate to see January is drawing near because it means my holiday is coming to an end, yet I done nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 22nd Birthday soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the same wish(es). Years and years have passed and have my wishes been granted? If yes, then I must be someone is very greedy and who can never be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I do wish that I can be left alone on a dark empty field on my birthday with someone that I trust fully, unfortunately such person never existed in the world except all my three cats...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6050789101842622595?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6050789101842622595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6050789101842622595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6050789101842622595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6050789101842622595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/12/london.html' title='London'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-4335726616340310303</id><published>2009-12-16T19:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:26:49.247Z</updated><title type='text'>In the midst of waiting for snowy cats!! :)</title><content type='html'>Say it say it say it win shi!!! :) haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feel so excited yesterday for random reasons because ermmm I am not doing my interview this week a.k.a it will be nxt month according to them a.k.a. my hope drops further, ah I dont know. But I really learn something. There is no second chance. Well there is but it comes at the expense of nerve-wrecking feelings and sleepless nights. I don't know. If I get to return to 7 days ago, will I book the interview slot? I might? I might still not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just uhmmm lazy. Win Shi I know I am given chance but I didn't appreciate it because I have millions of reasons but I wish I still have a little luck in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night when Eunice and Qz took off from Birmingham airport, Joseen and I went to Maths Stats Field hunting for meteor showers but unfortunately we saw nothing but clouds!!! Apparently people in many parts in UK saw it but not us!! Argh! Stood in the middle of the field for almost 45 minutes since 10pm with I-dont-even-know-whether-it-is-still-positive temperature; Ran into the warm and cosy MS computer room to check on twitters' updates on what people said about meteor; Ran outside again to check out the meteors, instead we found drizzles of raindrops, and the clouds that never want to go off so the two poor girls can see nice meteor and one of them can make wishessss, hundreds and millions of wishes!!!! hahaa that's me btw. I am being unrealistic maybe because I don't count on my birthday and new year wishes anymore, cozzz errm they don't really turn outtt :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending Eunice and Qz off from campus made me a little emotional, although we did have unspoken dissastifaction towards each other, and the situations turned sour sometimes.. But I am still very glad and thankful to have these people with me in uni!! haha! Also jo who went on meteor hunting with me; kiki whom I have countless conflicts (zzzz and omg) with but yet she called me before she left to China and I felt emotional as well... we spoke for long and random stuffs jz like when we are on good terms. haha! Also patricia that is still on campus wahahhaha!!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be thankful and contented..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meowness another two more terms when I will finally call myself a graduate!! Sounds exciting but my bleak future worries me much... hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a draft post writing about my very unpleasant encounter with my tutor.. but I decided not to post it up as I think it might be written from a one-side-view. I don't know. My apologetic email to her receives no reply yet. But at least as my friends said, I made an effort hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next term will be seeing elections of CIF and MORSE hahahaaa and I will be retired soon! Wow! haha! I learned so much, met so many people, and discovered random interest in politics and world issues in CIF. Not only that, the Chinese earns my respects from the bottom of my heart. I wasn't bothered to care too much about them last time prior to joining CIF. The world admires Malaysians for their tolerance and harmony living with different races yet I find understanding and living with Malays and Indians do not come as difficult as understanding the Chinese, although we share the same ancestry. I enjoy learning about how my execs approached matters and handled problems just like how I enjoy learning Malay and English Language when I was barely 7 years old although we were forced to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I just thought of another random reasons that led to my hyper-activeness the day before. Many schoolmates are in UK now either on holiday trip or study and it is just amazing to receive a message from themm... "Hey I heard you are in UK, I am too!!" Just find it rather ironic that people start to reconnect with each other when they are in overseas! :) But I can't be agree more to a post that my primary school friend wrote in facebook.. " when you reach your uni room, you feel home because you know that your friends are all within reach in the cyberspace of MSN and facebook!!!" Sounds so true!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also I like the feeling of ignoring and not answering someone in MSN that I once always looked forward to speak to! WOHOHO! win shi dont ask me who because I bet you know who! lol ok I random sial... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: My mum and aunt are coming to UK next week!!! hehehehehe.,... butttt butttt I have not even booked the hotel yet.. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-4335726616340310303?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/4335726616340310303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=4335726616340310303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4335726616340310303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4335726616340310303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-midst-of-waiting-for-snowy-cats.html' title='In the midst of waiting for snowy cats!! :)'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-6757258950824587050</id><published>2009-12-02T16:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-02T16:19:41.815Z</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!!! Opps too early to have Christmas wishing but Warwick Arts Centre is already feeling to atmosphere of it, with the pantomine performance of Cinderella!!! Can't wait to see the performance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I am counting how much I can possibly earn during the Christmas period in Arts Centre hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also today I learn how S.E.L.F.I.S.H and C.H.I.L.D.I.S.H people can b (again).. Again and again I was pissed off of her because of the same reason and I never learn from the lesson (as usual). This time, telling other people something that's more than what it was actually is.. Grrrrrr.. i.e. stories being fabricating too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna swear to myself, I will keep my mouth shut and not telling anything, just because if it doesnt turn out, it will be told in another version of story. Oh well... I always can't wait to share any news that I know, but this time I really/seriously/definitely not going to tell anything even though it is a threat to you! You are capable of solving it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind myself constantly, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am looking forward to the end of term!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6757258950824587050?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6757258950824587050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6757258950824587050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6757258950824587050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6757258950824587050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/12/cinderella.html' title='Cinderella!!!!!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-6147154056701483827</id><published>2009-11-24T01:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T01:45:56.982Z</updated><title type='text'>No 11th-hour work plz zzzz</title><content type='html'>do work do work...&lt;br /&gt;I don't appreciate last minute notice of work that I have to prepare..&lt;br /&gt;I will still do them&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WILL NOT stop complaining about it until I am done with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get my work done no matter what, but too bad if u keep sneezing coz I am in a serious bad mood when I am asked to prepare stuffs at the 11th Hour, because I am complaining about it to everyone that I could!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to work.. zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6147154056701483827?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6147154056701483827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6147154056701483827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6147154056701483827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6147154056701483827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-11th-hour-work-plz-zzzz.html' title='No 11th-hour work plz zzzz'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3246957979155942266</id><published>2009-11-20T00:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:59:33.670Z</updated><title type='text'>When everyone else is in IGNIS partying... I am in my room.</title><content type='html'>haha win shi said "so what are u angry of today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, it sounded like I just got pissed off yesterday of matter A, and the day before it about matter B, and tomorrow it is gonna be matter C maybe. haha, which is very true!! I am angry every day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然间我想很写毛笔字。。 所以我写华语啦。。我说我老了皱纹一定多过人。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最近火气真的真的很大。。丢开group projects 之类的碍手碍脚的事情不说，再说的话我的气真的会被烧光。。今天group presentation 临时有个meeting我都不知道，到了meeting又被其他人放飞机。。as expected la... this is not the first time already.. I am immuned to it. The terms responsibility and time management means nothing. The word sorry is appreciated, but it is not necessary, as it will never sink into any of your minds unfortunately. So what's the point of saying sorry, hmm? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早上为了另外一个meeting而skip掉了3个小时的课。。 我生气啊!!! I promised my commitment to the project but my commitment does not mean to be done in the expense of my lectures. Not happy!!&lt;br /&gt;我以后都不会再为了这个而skip class, 大不了踢我出team, i dont care! Grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在才想到今天整天真的让我发神经的事还有很多，还没告诉winshi. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;学会的事。。 来了两个new committee.. 其中一个上次得罪我了，我还很记仇wei!!  but obviously, the problem does not lie not me.. 他得罪的人还不少。对我来说他人格超级有问题。。连我 society's president 也不要他加入， 但是他的interview 表现好到my society president 没话说。。我没偏心，没搞破坏，He gets my vote to join the team because I see him as an extra pair of hands to us.. And I "wonder" how my post in the society is slowly evolving from Vice President to just Treasurer who is looking after finance thats all... I am losing my VP title.. ha! because we already have two presidents and me as the vice president seems to be just 多余。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aiya screw la.. whateverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Super not happy. But I can't just stand out and say.. "heyyy I am not only the treasurer, I am also the VP kayy.." perasan sial. but it is true mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whateverrrrrrrrrrrrrr la. :(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else to rant about?? Hmm thanks goodness no more for the day haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a better day tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的很想很想念小学的时候，有时候我真的觉得小时候太出色并不是一件好事，至少对我来说，我觉得是这样的。。。我后悔为什么放弃给予我跳班的机会。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3246957979155942266?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3246957979155942266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3246957979155942266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3246957979155942266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3246957979155942266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-everyone-else-is-in-ignis-partying.html' title='When everyone else is in IGNIS partying... I am in my room.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7916043645102460420</id><published>2009-11-09T00:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T01:04:43.514Z</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>I just feel a sudden surge of emo when I completed any job application just now.. just beating the deadline of 12am.. My friend at the other end of msn was rushing for it as well, And almost failed to make the deadlines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of a sudden, I just feel very sad. Why are we stressing up so hard all over the application forms and be fighting with almost everyone in the world to get a job in London when we can easily get one decent job if we return home? Why?? Because we all know the life too well back home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pathetic for my own mentality for giving up on my own country, and would rather stay in people's place and do whatever I can to get a job here.. But I can't help it.. I don't know why, but I am just reluctant to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YC asked me last night why don't I start off locally, instead of overseas where I may be looked down because I am not native?? Her words didn't really strike me by then, but it strikes me hard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo said we are just the equivalent of 2nd class citizens in UK, but we are neither first class citizen in our own country. Jo's theory was interesting: We are 2:1 Second Upper Class citizen in msia and UK, 2:2. We are second class anyway.. Just that perhaps more stuffs can be done easily in Msia if you have the power and the money. Life is easier for you there because corruption exists, yet it is the root to all the obstacles that pull the country off the track of becoming a vibrant developed country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Jayne, I want to excel in my life, but I don't know how. I am just following whatever paths that are in front of me, and hoping to see the light (get a job offer) at the end of it. What if I don't see the light? Will I build a lamp post when I see darkness? No I wont. I will turn back and go on with another paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I will never see a light at the end of all the paths I tried, then I will start considering building a lamp post myself. But will it be too late then? Yes it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO EXCEL IN MY LIFE. Jayne told me to bear that in mind whenever I do any decisions. Yes Jayne. Thanks for telling me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully I see a light at the end of the path soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I will start building a lamp post equipped with all the tools before walking into that path......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7916043645102460420?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7916043645102460420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7916043645102460420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7916043645102460420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7916043645102460420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/11/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-5207536414278873601</id><published>2009-11-07T02:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T02:34:41.033Z</updated><title type='text'>Give me one more week</title><content type='html'>and everything shall end soon. All deadlines are in a week time. After the week, i can shift my focus back to my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted deeply for missing application deadlines for internship last year, and I vowed to start as early as possible for graduate jobs this year. But, situation doesnt change much. I started my application much earlier but I still submit my application when the deadlines are already around the corner, just like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that comes, I will take it as the results of my own lack of initiative. No one to be blamed except for myself. But I really really don't know what are the alternatives lay ahead for me? I have impressive CV but I did not utilise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the decision of not pursuing a Masters is not something to be regretted in the future.&lt;br /&gt;This is the point where  I am making decisions on what will happen in the rest of my life. If I go back to Msia after graduating, I will never make it back to UK anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been so lost and confused in my life. Not even when I failed to meet LSE grades last time. Not another decision time. Not another time really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a smooth journey ahead please.. I really need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5207536414278873601?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5207536414278873601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5207536414278873601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5207536414278873601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5207536414278873601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-me-one-more-week.html' title='Give me one more week'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-6914743128210479430</id><published>2009-11-05T22:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:03:20.506Z</updated><title type='text'>I dont know what to say</title><content type='html'>Do not say I am ALWAYS trying to run away from responsibilities when I refuse to keep the thumbdrive. It is neither mine or yours. Why can't you keep it? Since when I run away from doing works? Tell me and I will shut my mouth up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not ever get into my way until I get my stuffs done. I am not in the good mood. I am mad I am crazy I am hot tempered whatever. I don't care. I don't care whether you are joking or not, this is not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULLSTOP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6914743128210479430?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6914743128210479430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6914743128210479430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6914743128210479430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6914743128210479430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title='I dont know what to say'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-6964896606981642295</id><published>2009-10-27T21:40:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:08:34.525Z</updated><title type='text'>I forgot how I was in 1st year..</title><content type='html'>And Hilda reminded me about it today.. I never know that the first impression I gave her was a very enthusiastic and appreciative girl who always seem to be excited.. Ya it was exactly two years ago, when the department held a lunch gathering for first year students to meet their tutors. Somehow all the invitation cards just went missing from the pigeon holes. And no one actually turned up to the lunch event. I was walking aimlessly in the department and Hilda the department secretary just asked me whether I would like to have some food?! Well, who would say NO to FREE food, especially for me!? I accepted her offer, and regretted it later because she led me into a room with all the tutors and I am one of the very few students there. Obviously I got so much attention because the lunch event is meant for students (like me) but none really turn up. I even told the tutors there when I was asked why did I choose to go overseas instead of studying in Msia national uni, my reply amazed them, "Because I am not one of the indigenous people, we don't get treated fairly, and education opportunities are not fairly available to everyone who deserves it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they don't really get the points because they can never understand how can Malaysians can be non-indigenous to Msia?! Fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped Hilda to clean the place after the event. I did not expect her to remember me after that, but obviously she does, very clearly, especially after I have a very brief talk with her today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just somehow suddenly struck me to realise again that how passionate I was, when I first came to Warwick, and the passion just went missing along the way, becoming less and less relevant to me, when my academic results just went so badly in the past two years. I can't really be bothered to study for class tests, because I know that I won't be able to answer them, somehow. I revised so hard for my papers, and my mind totally went blank in the exam halls next day, not once, but twice. I failed the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the scores of 60 or 70 seem to be harder to achieve than ever; imagine sitting in the lectures with blank mind everytime, the whisper of discouragement is just so strong and affecting me so badly. Anything below 70 or 60% has never existed in my life until I came to Warwick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrapped through my first two years in uni with a very borderline score of second upper class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation with Hilda today reminded how I was in my first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I OUGHT to find it back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6964896606981642295?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6964896606981642295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6964896606981642295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6964896606981642295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6964896606981642295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-forgot-how-i-was-when-i-was-in-1st.html' title='I forgot how I was in 1st year..'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-966652680134186565</id><published>2009-10-16T11:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:05:42.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In my third year now</title><content type='html'>A very busy Term 1 with a rather slow start. I did not manage to do the unpackings of my packings and put them in places in my room, not until the domestic assistant was coming to my room the next day to clean my room. Thankfully, I was *forced* to tidy up my room before she came, so I can have her cleaning my room and justify the expensive acommodation rents that I am paying at the moment. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Societies Fair in first week was good, with good response but not many people signing up at the end of the day for the society. Things wasnt going on too smoothly with the plan of week 2 social wasn't really in place at all. Plannings, Asking for suggestions etc etc in fb threads, lots of following ups between the execs to check how the progress goes etc. We had a great social last night with more than 40 people in the room, having good time doing quizzes etc. It was a succesful one, in clear contrary to our initial horror of not having many people turning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am getting my feet too deep into a society that I am putting too much efforts in it, and Qz agreed with me. I am not a leader-type of person, but I work much more comfortably being a follower. Not a good thing, or maybe I should say that I work much more comfortably with the planning jobs rather than the efforts to do interaction with other persons (that seems to justify what leadership skills are, in some people's opinions). I prefer back-office kinds of work, and see my plannings resulting in good outcomes. I am just a person with very bad interpersonal skills, wanting to improve, perhaps improved a little. zZZzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term starts, 2nd week ending soon, job application deadlines are around the corner everywhere, I have not done a single application,  my XinJiang  speaker is ready to come to Warwick to give a talk, but I know we are not going to have him in the end. I never like the feelings of having something so near yet so far. Worse thing that can happen to someone in Msia that who goes against govt, is by throwing that person into ISA cell; but whoever who's in contact with the Chinese blacklisted people is not going to have easy time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we are living in such world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's how this world is run, with unfairness everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people (Even myself) are always faking up, and I am fed up with being fake sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-966652680134186565?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/966652680134186565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=966652680134186565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/966652680134186565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/966652680134186565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-my-third-year-now.html' title='In my third year now'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-24175206406259312</id><published>2009-08-28T17:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:59:56.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>corporate life can be good fun too</title><content type='html'>Big boss was not in the office most of the time today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some work to do today. I quite miss doing the research on palm oil sector actually and trying to get data from the hell-lot-data-scattering-around Google, when I first went into the dept at the start of my internship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IBK interns got a treat from the seniors on today!! All of us went lunch with the seniors, Pooi Sze, Richard, Raymond, Mei Ghee, Lilian, Goo, and Ka Chun from DCM dept. It was the last day for 3 interns in the IBK, while Yi Wang and myself will be ending nxt week too.. Love the treat, love the companion, and Lilian is really a nice person to speak to. :) Sentul Fish Head Curry changed to Korean restaurant, Daorae in hartamas, because of the roadblocks in KL for the n-th time.. At least this time I suppose it was for the Merdeka rehearsal, and wasn't due to some idiots protesting in a super wrong way.. But anyway, it is only going to be a 40 minutes parade in the parliament area, what the big fuss of the need to block roads?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my seniors almost kena kantoi by me yesterday, email chain just died half way but luckily no one replied to it (or just being ignored I guess)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearing the day of  celebration of Malaysia's 52nd Independence Day, more and more advertisements regarding Msian's unity and care of each other are being broadcasted in the channels. All very touching scenes, as usual. But I really do not know do they still reflect well the current society in Malaysia? Do people really care of each otehr? Is it REALISTIC in the very first place?! Not for me at least. Those are the scenes showing (how) Malaysia (should be)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classification according to skin colours are racist and unfair, but sometimes it is not avoidable either. Are race-based parties still relevant nowadays? Maybe yes. Sometimes I think that the 1-malaysia concept is like.. the assimilation policy in Thailand and Indonesia where the Chinese there are being integrated into the local life, adopting Indon/Thai name, speaking Indonesian or Thai language, the identity of their own culture had gone missing ever since then... Malaysia manage to showcase its wide kaleidoscope of culture is mainly because races in Msia are still being differentiated very clearly and hence we can see the very different cultures that are being preserved very prominently, race-based-ly. Doesn't Thailand have a big population of Chinese too? but their showcased culture are more of Thai-ish, instead of Chinese culture, because they are already assimilated into the local culture..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-24175206406259312?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/24175206406259312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=24175206406259312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/24175206406259312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/24175206406259312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/08/corporate-life-can-be-good-fun-too.html' title='corporate life can be good fun too'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-6019994458893508913</id><published>2009-08-14T16:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:18:54.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Start counting down to the end of my internship</title><content type='html'>The title suggests that I am very looking forward towards the end of my internship in CIMB. YES indeed but NO on the other hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am picking up more knowledge along the way and things make more sense to me now, but yet it is almost the end to it.. I wish I can work longer but I really can't drag myself out of the bed. My colleagues are all really nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIMB IBK division does not take in new graduates, as I told Eunice. Eunice said I must be really good (or lucky?) to get into this division then. But another intern was saying that what's the point of interning there if it is not a place for new graduates?! Can't remember who is that. Many people who intern of course aim to get a full-time offer in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of couse, this kind of aim is not realistic to me.. so I aim to learn as much as I can, pick up as many things as I can along the way. I did not know that people who buy shares are no longer getting a share certificate anymore, in contrast, their shares are deposited into CDS Account. No wonder my aunt told my mum the other day that my grandfather's share certificate is quite useless now and it should be converted into "account" form. Now I know it is called CDS Account. A director in my team taught me the basic ideas of it, after I answered "No" to his question, "have u bought any shares before?"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director always reminds me of my father, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in a cubicle next to his cubicle, I can always hear him talking on the phone regarding many stuffs that I suppose people will quote it as P&amp;amp;C. He has amazing PR skills. The way he speaks on the phone is very diplomatic. One of the undone task I give myself is to make clear the whole idea of hedging, and putting together the small pieces of "puzzle" I pick up.. Vivid memory though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for lunch with the colleagues, with eunice and hexin joining us!! I don't know whether it is appropriate to ask whether my friends can join for lunch too, when one of my colleagues asked whether I am interested to join them for lunch. I want to join them for lunch. It is a hard-to-get opportunity since such offer does not come always and this was the second one. Hahah! I was hoping to see Eunice again and I don't want to ffk her last minute either. So ya!! Got Eunice and Hexin to join us as well! I hope I did not trouble my colleagues TOO MUCH since we did not know the way there and way to go back... Feeling pai seh actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I learn today, not the technical knowledge, but the "careful-ness" attitude. Because I was careless, I spent so much of time trying to compute the financial summary of a company based on the sample and Richard told me Raymond has a template for it.. And Rosalyn actually sent the template to me but I did not realise it because it is "hidden". So I asked Raymond to send me his template again, and he sent me stuffs that Rosalyn gave me earlier. Still didn't realise the whereabout of the "hidden" template, I went to ask him personally, and I think I am really stupid for not realising it was actually in the very first page of the excel file. OMG super pai seh la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really impressed by Raymond's template after Rosalyn explained to me how all the inter-linking formula were actually derived from the very basic financial statements. They make sense to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have 75% of Raymond's brain and 75% of Richard's desire in learning new knowledge with the aid of internet. Well, 50% will do too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the team has different characters, when sometimes I did feel intimidated by it. but it is really because I had not put in the efforts to know them better. Really.. to me, it is a place where I can always ask for explanation when I don't understand. These people really spend time to guide me along the way.. What matters most is, whether you are willing to step out the first step, and get to know them better, and never feel embarassed whenever you have question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first step was stepped out rather late and it is towards the end of my internship, indeed. But I want to get the fullest I can, out of this internship....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I saw the 2nd highest ranking person of CIMB Group in the lift yesterday! A man who looks really steady in his manners. The first thought of mine was that this man must be one of the high-pangkat people in the office since everyone who came into the lift greets him... I wonder who this man is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to check on the directory about my bos' bos' bos... AND HE IS INDEED my BOS' BOS' BOS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6019994458893508913?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6019994458893508913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6019994458893508913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6019994458893508913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6019994458893508913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/08/start-counting-down-to-end-of-my.html' title='Start counting down to the end of my internship'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-5439631051538691070</id><published>2009-08-03T16:46:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:15:07.037+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home: Into the 5th week..</title><content type='html'>Lost count on how many weeks left for my intership. Another 5 more weeks I think. I got my first paycheck today although it was ready a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarizing my first 4 weeks of internship in CIMB. It was a great experience although waking up every day in the early morning is such a PAINNNNNNN. It was erm 4 years ago when I have to wake up at 6.30am? *Yamn*. I tried to tell my mum "sleeping is such a luxury" in chinese on the way to work, but she didnt get me becoz I can't find the right words to express what I am trying to say. Argh it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being back in Msia for the fifth week i suppose. There are so many things I want to pen down here.. Meeting old frens from both primary and secondary schools; seeing everyone again is great. Not until I met my primary school friends for the first time after 9 years, I think I have changed a lot but I am finding back the feeling of how Sue Mei actually was 10 years ago. I think I like my oldself more and I am really glad to meet up with them again. I think I was more sincere last time?! Less cautious perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that was the time when we knew little of people's dark side or being over-cautious etc. A few years after I graduated from primary school, I did not really like the idea of meeting up because it just reminded me of all the super kiasu-ness and fighting (in academic results wise) in school. But i did not feel the same again when I met up with everyone again a few weeks ago. I just felt that I am being more of "myself" especially with Kang Yun. They are the people I know for more than a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internship is good overall. I am learning stuffs which once made my head reverse turning 180 degrees. And it is quite cool actually to see what the research u have done on the request of your seniors, and it is actually related to the news coming out in the newspapers the days after! And I learn that many things in IBK are actually P&amp;amp;C. Although being under the same department, there are a few teams and each team is not supposed to leak out their project details to other teams. I suspect perhaps not even leaking to the team members who are not involved in the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using Bloomberg terminals made me feel like I am a banker/trader/analyst/money maker. HAHAHA! :) I like the feeling when I think about the $$$$$ I am going to earn if I manage to learn the art of trading. LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiki said the more terminal screens u have, it shows the higher class of a trader u are. It is quite fun to play around though it looks very deceiving to me when I see the non-stop jumping of numbers on the screens.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5439631051538691070?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5439631051538691070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5439631051538691070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5439631051538691070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5439631051538691070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-into-5th-week.html' title='Home: Into the 5th week..'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2808116821784882426</id><published>2009-07-05T11:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:34:06.972+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another summer holiday...</title><content type='html'>I am home, I am home, I am home.... for almost a week :P But my cat is missing. Went missing for almost half a year already as my cousin said. &gt;_&lt;    :"(   Sad laa... I dont like loosing stuffs and my cat had been with me since I was 13!!!!!! Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least there's one less stuff I need to worry about, if I want to stay in UK longer next time.. hmm.... I really miss my cat, the mother cat to be exact. My mum said when a cat is too old, she will leave the owner when 'her time is almost up". Not the first of my cats that went missing though as two of her kids went missing a few years ago too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to take solace from my mum's words because I will be even more upset if I wake up one day and find it lying lifelessly there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Going to start my internship at CIMB Investment Bank tomorrow with the Research department. I don't really know what to expect to be honest as I have very little idea on how an investment bank operates. Choosing to go into Research department, besides the reason of partly because of the recommendation from Aaron, I hope whatever I learn this time can help me in my application for graduate jobs in UK next year, since my commercial knowledge is quite rusty.. At least, I hope it will be better than my internship at EY last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Coventry in the dawn of June 28th at 5am with Terri, a chinese friend of mine, and we went to London Heathrow together. Kiki was the last person in the house I said goodbye to. However I did not feel as heavy-hearted to leave the house, as I did in my first year to bid goodbye to Claycroft. I am going back to the same accommodation hall next year. Although I will not be staying in the same house next year, there were so many memories I had in the house with all my housemates, be it sweet or bitter one. Never would I imagine that I would actually encounter so many arguments and differences in opinions until we moved into the house. Everyone in the house had hard time with everyone, including myself too. But it is hard to believe that I would say, I am quite sure there are not hard feelings between us and I really treasure the time we spent in the house together although all the issues we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be really happy and I am willing to stay in the house for another year albeit the fightings we had in the previous year, however there is something else I hope to achieve by staying in a hall i.e. expanding my circle, and also I do not have to worry so much for working late in the Arts Centre next time. I believe Qz will agree with me on this too.. Missing everyone in the house really.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extremely hot and humid weather in Msia once I touched down really made me super moodless, plus all the naggings that I am a possible swine-flu virus carrier bla bla bla... No one ever checked me on my way of entering KLIA's arrival hall. I suppose this is one of the reasons why there are so many imported swine flu cases in Msia although MoH said that they are taking all the precaution measures (on the media), but in reality? I don't know.. (As I said, no healthcheck was imposed on the passengers from my flight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rant in my heart on the first few days that I want to return to UK asap because everything seemed to be just not right but now I wish I would stay here for as long as I can, before I have to return eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I required to do self-quarantine? I suppose so. But quoting Seok Mei's words, " I am confident that I am fine", I went around with my mum, visiting pasar malam etc except visiting my grandparents and cousins, because I do not want to be the one to be blamed if I am indeed a swineflu virus carrier.. Ehemm.. Anyway, quarantine ended today, and I went to my grandparents' place and received the BIGGEST (belated) angpau from my grandfather!!!! HAHAHAHA!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my results a few days ago.. Did badly as expected and OMG I really do not know what Larbi Alili is looking for in our answers for stochastics paper?!! I dont think I have done as badly, as to, the stage of failing this paper! Hmpff!!! Well, I thought I did well for the stochastic class test either, but when the results come back, a score of 3 out of 15 left me with a confused mind. zZzZzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I am not his personal tutee anymore.. But my personal tutor wasn't happy with my results and she asked me to&lt;em&gt; jaga kain sendiri, jangan jaga tepi kain orang lain &lt;/em&gt;when I asked her how did the whole MORSE class did averagely.. I feel really lucky for my overall grade but I did really badly in some modules. On the other hand, I got some unexpectedly high marks in certain papers, which pull up my overall average grade. Could have done so much better actually.. but there was no one else to be blamed except myself.. I need to get a really good score nxt year if I want to graduate with a first classsssss..... hmm.. It is difficult but not impossible though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's grandma was admitted into hospital yesterday. She is a really kind old woman of 89 years old who came from China during her young age, that speaks only Hakka to me every single time I met her. From the time I was a little girl trying to catch the little duckie or baby chicken from her cage with my cousin, till the moment I left for UK last year, I never understood a single word she said to me, except my name in Hakka language. I hope she will be alright really.. Went to the hospital with my mum to visit her last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However stepping into the hospital wards again after these few years for the first time, I do not like it at all really especially looking at the patients there.... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2808116821784882426?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2808116821784882426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2808116821784882426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2808116821784882426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2808116821784882426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-summer-holiday.html' title='Another summer holiday...'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-6918289250202230517</id><published>2009-05-22T15:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:27:37.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RoARRRRRRR!!</title><content type='html'>Arghhhhhh!!! BAD MOOD BAD MOOD BAD MOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT HAPPY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6918289250202230517?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6918289250202230517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6918289250202230517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6918289250202230517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6918289250202230517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/05/roarrrrrrr.html' title='RoARRRRRRR!!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-5145588299733134515</id><published>2009-05-11T22:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:49:38.414+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola.</title><content type='html'>许许多多的机会摆在眼前，都是因为自己没能及时把握而错过，除了怨自己，还能怨的了谁呢？怨不了天，怨不了他人。可是很遗憾我却不曾从中吸取教训。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;酸葡萄不好当，但是正如我说，我怨不了任何人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;留下的只不过是遗憾。遗憾真的就像我对一位失意的朋友说，时间会把它冲淡吗？可能有时候冲不淡的遗憾才让你真真的受到“打击”，而有所决心。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really considering taking Chinese Language paper next year to earn more credits next year, instead of continue my Spanish course to another level. I chose Spanish over free-credits-giveaway Chinese this year because I really want to learn something new- a new language. However it requires lots of effort and the main purpose of one coming to uni is to get the best possible marks out of the uni right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.. it is alright if you dont understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay in london? go home? stay in london or go home?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I think Malaysia is really a joke now, or on a lighter note, disappointment. Seriously. Look at Perak and Terengganu. Look at the case of the murdered schoolgirl. It just send the chill down my spine. And please stop feeling so PROUD about UM being rated as the top 38th Uni among Asian universities. Oh Waaow!! "Really proud I am".  (Not trying to offend anyone really, but it is jz my mere opinion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nothing come on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improvements on the matters that perhaps will make up a long list if they are listed are vital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFFECTIVENESS makes to the top of the list please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5145588299733134515?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5145588299733134515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5145588299733134515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5145588299733134515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5145588299733134515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/05/hola.html' title='Hola.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3540500959355726214</id><published>2009-04-17T05:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T06:07:40.714+01:00</updated><title type='text'>confused.</title><content type='html'>Sue Mei is confused. I don't know what I want.. Really, I don't know. Sigh. I am not willing to settle down just like many people do, right after their graduation, and apply for jobs in one hundred and ten companies. If a job offer to work in a MNC in Malaysia reaches out to them, then it is great and future seems to be full of sunshine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I want although I believe my family don't really mind where I am going to work next time as long as I am happy. But well, this is just boring! I am not easily contended..&lt;br /&gt;Another a year for me but I seriously need to think over my summer internship plan this time.. I want to test out in an actuarial firm to decide whether I really want to go into this field after I graduate, yet I doubt Msia companies are able to offer me proper insights into the jobscopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London is where I want to be based at in the future. But I am very hesitant over the unpaid internship in London over summer. I will get good experience I believe, yet it is not the firm that can help me to clear my actuary-Or-not_actuary doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm maybe I shouldn't think that much until I receive confirmation from the London firm. Or maybe I overlook my own capabilities. In the end, I wont get anything here, and going back home to do a freaking internship in Malaysia is my last option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend, "Being a pig at home for 3 months" is my 3rd option. I do not want to waste another two months again in a glamorous big MNC firm doing something that is not even helpful, which I am definitely not wanting to do in the future, and missed out the time to spend with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID it just for the sake of glamor-ize-ing my CV so it looks better with a big name of it, yet I come out with almost nothing except the thought that "I will never want to do the kinds of job my seniors in the office are doing now".. I know how lucky I am to have the chance to study overseas, I just do not want to settle down so easily just like what other people did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another two months approx to my final exams and big assignment due in another 3 weeks, and I have yet to give it a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my collegemate just got engaged! A smart girl doing medicine in Australia is engaged to her bf who is a medical student as well. Wow! Quite a fairytale to me!! (because I always look up to doctors.. medicine is a course that I wanted to study so badly all this while when I was still in secondary school; but not until my disastrous results on SPM sciences. I swear I never want to get association with any science subjects, not anymore in my whole life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ski trip in the holiday was a good one. I shall blog on that soon if I have the mood to do so.. hmm too many things in my mind and I am reassuring myself that nothing else should be in my eyes except all my lecture notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to put everything aside.. really everything aside although it is not easy, until I am done with my exam. And win shi, thank you for the late nights' chats... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3540500959355726214?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3540500959355726214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3540500959355726214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3540500959355726214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3540500959355726214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/04/confused.html' title='confused.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-9028567435293747938</id><published>2009-03-15T18:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:22:57.611Z</updated><title type='text'>Late victory</title><content type='html'>Wow! Lee Chong Wei beats Lin Dan to the championship of Swiss Open 2009! Impressive! But I wish that this victory could have come a week earlier or even perhaps half a year earlier and not now. The tile of Olympics or All-Englands champion would be so much more significant to the country and mean so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is still great to see LCW bounced back and hopefully this will be a boost of confidence for him in his future matches with Lin Dan!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..and I just discovered quite a few of nice new TVB series online yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to coventry tomorrow to get my ski stuffs.. YES I am going on a ski trip and I hope I will come back in a fine and sound piece! HAHA! My personal tutor actually said to me that" I hope you dont break your bones after the trip!" (=_=)''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BROKE. Finacially BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray pray prayyyyyyy.... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-9028567435293747938?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/9028567435293747938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=9028567435293747938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/9028567435293747938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/9028567435293747938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/03/late-victory.html' title='Late victory'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-5424381357210570623</id><published>2009-03-15T03:34:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:55:20.423Z</updated><title type='text'>Yet another term holiday, yet I am still learning..</title><content type='html'>awh.. I think I really need to come up with a new set of passwords for online accounts login! I have been using the same set of passwords for most of my website accounts, to a point that, when uni server fails me from logging into the system to upload my assignment, my friend advised me to try all the passwords I have associated with the uni account since I came to Warwick last year. I tried my most general password once, and bingo! I was logged in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt a sense of relief being able to submit my work online; but also starting to feel insecure. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another term of holiday started!! Excited? Ya I think so.. I dont really anticipate this holiday as it means that I am nearing the end of my second year, yet I really need a break where I can catch up on my long list of revision works to do. Really really hope I am able to do my revision this time.. That's what my vow is, at the beginning of every holiday since dont know when, but it never turns out.. but this time.. i reallllllly hope it will.. or not I AM SERIOUSLY SCREWED!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel scared, I feel lost, when my aunt questioned me where is my focus now, what's has been distracting me, as I do not sound enthusiatic,  passionate in studying anymore. I know what the distractions are, I know too well but of course I am not telling her all.. She said failing seems to be nothing to me now. I defend myself as I never take the word 'failing' easy, but yet I wasn't able to justify myself. I just felt like escaping, escaping from her questions, which I DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall ask for luck and blessings for my upcoming exams from everyone.. I really need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving out of the house next year, moving back to campus, which is going to cost me a bomb! As usual, I am never a fast decision maker and I could never make up my mind whether to stay or move out of my current house. It is in such a good location, just next to the uni, just 5 minutes walk away from the new accommodation that I am moving into next year. YET THE RENT is only almost HALF of what I am going to pay for next year. Campus accommodation is just ripped off. I took ages to weigh the pros and cons etc, yet never come to a conclusion. But when I reached the decision, never would I thought that I made it under anger in such an abrupt way. Althought the conflict was cleared off later as more of less a misunderstanding, I do not regret making the decision. I really do not.. and I shall say thank you for helping me to make the decision instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hot tempered nowadays.. Temper is just getting shorter and shorter, and I am oversensitive, rude, as what my housemates claimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I agree that I am never a person with soft temper, but the case of being rude.. I don't know what to say. Rudeness comes in reciprocal? It is just that I get so sick of someone sometimes being nonsensical, and I cant be bothered anymore and that's when my rudeness comes out which caused her to be sick of me as well. Unfortunately we do not view things in a same manner. She has a very strong personality with upbeating passion to improve herself and strong principles. This combination of personality is such a rare asset, to see among my circle of friends. Admire her for that, but I think sometimes if matters are being associated too often with principles, it might not be a good thing. There was a time that we thought (or maybe just me) that we could be really close acquaintance but not anymore. She is such a deep person that I can never ever understand. Perhaps I will if I put in effort to understand her. But I don't see the point anymore now.. It doesnt really matter who is wrong or right anymore. Maybe it is true that I am ignorant, and I was just blaming her blindly to let myself off.. Or she is indeed carrying herself in a manner that not only me who deemed it as absurd and rude to a certain point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace at this point.(^_^). I like what you said. Appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely miss the house, miss the happy time we have, the random youtube videos at midnight, and my very kind landlord, when I move out during the end of this academic year. But it is also where the place I had conflicts with my close friends, where I know them so much better, from a different perspective. I guess it will be good if there is some free space amidst the "closeness" of a friendship. I can't remember exactly who told me this, but she says that friends who stay too close will lead to conflicts. I know this toooo well and totally agree with her. there should be some space for ourselves before the relationship is strained to worse, which i really do not hope to see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn so much.. I really am, and I am still learning. I never thought that I would ever involved in conflicts, as I had never been in the past. Don't doubt me, I am serious when I said I was never in conflicts with anyone, not before I came here. There was never a hesitant moment for me to think that I will never be in such situation and I thought that even if I do, I can manage this very well.. but it is proved all wrong.. However I appreaciate the fact that hit on my head that I have overestimated my ability in handling and avoiding conflicts. There is so much for me to learn, before I step out to the real world next world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5424381357210570623?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5424381357210570623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5424381357210570623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5424381357210570623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5424381357210570623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/03/yet-another-term-holiday-yet-i-am-still.html' title='Yet another term holiday, yet I am still learning..'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-1732765347584905837</id><published>2009-03-04T22:49:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:36:13.711Z</updated><title type='text'>Buffet in UK</title><content type='html'>Now I know why BKK loathed buffet so much whenever I told her about the so-called good all-you-can-eat deals in KL. I never really understand her, I just thought that perhaps she has this weird kind of mentality that loathes tasty food which comes under unlimited supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I think I know what she meant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I am starting to feel (really) sick of eating buffet meal in UK, seriously. And it ain't cheap! I would rather have proper ala-carte meal. Be it Chinese buffet in Wing Wah or the rip-off Indian buffet we had at Jimmy's Spice in Birmingham, it is still B.U.F.F.E.T. afterall. Even though I thought M.Y.O restaurant who has received so many positive compliments from Malaysia Night guests who were treated to a buffet dinner there, would be good, but I got really &lt;em&gt;jelak&lt;/em&gt; of the food after having just two plates. It is quite unfair if I say it is a letdown, but I guess I cant take anymore &lt;em&gt;authentic Indian food&lt;/em&gt; that does not really taste &lt;em&gt;authentic &lt;/em&gt;because the taste has been modified to tailor to Britsh's taste, which is on a rather sweet side for me. Too sugary. I don't like dishes that taste sweet. Sweet food=dessert, not main dishes. These restaurants claim to have chefs of 5 stars quality, yet the food in hawker centre in any part of Malaysia taste better than them, at least not as&lt;em&gt; gay&lt;/em&gt; as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it in eunice's words, we have never eaten Indian food that often or in large portion in Msia, but we had it all in UK. Also put in her words for kiki, nothing can beat Malaysian food. Buffets in KL are always hosted by either hotels or proper restaurants, of which the quality is at least guaranteed, and I would be satisfied each time walking out of the restaurants. But buffets in UK would never ever get my praises, be it Chinese or Indian food, because all of them taste really GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at this moment, I am still "amazed" of the FROZEN ingredients that were served to us for Hotpot. Not once, but three times; not in the same restaurant, but in different restaurants. It seems like the word 'fresh" is not really an important glossary for these people, but I would really appreciate if they can at least defroze the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this is an English land. What more can we as foreigners ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-1732765347584905837?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1732765347584905837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=1732765347584905837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1732765347584905837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1732765347584905837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/03/buffet-in-uk.html' title='Buffet in UK'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-8607619693075656198</id><published>2009-02-11T18:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:26:24.029Z</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much needed to be said</title><content type='html'>The most annoying thing that can happen to you when you are trying to log into an account online, but none of the passwords you can recall actually work, and the password-retrieving email takes ages to reach you. Yes that just happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was snowing in Coventry and in fact most of the UK, in the past few days and the weather has just turned sunny today, before another drizzle in the evening. It is the week 6 of term 2 now, which means final exams are soon, and after that I will call it another year for my study in UK. One (or two?) more year left for me in UK. Thinking about what I want to do after I graduate, I am not entirely sure anymore whether I still want to do actuarial science... My initial plan was to get internship in UK, and if I get a graduate job offer after the internship, I would just do a three year course. But now considering the unpleasant fact that I have been procrastinating so much in submitting applications, and the economics recession, I guess I would need a second plan as the first one seems so plausible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warwick Malaysia Night on the 7th Feb, last saturday. It turns out to be unexpectingly good and awesome I should say. No other events besides this that can foster a longlasting and unforgettable memory and experience for us I would say. That's the purpose of setting up a country/culture-based society anyway right? To get rid of the homesick-ness. I enjoyed my first year of Mnight thoroughly with my first-year peers so much. Although I was so much in doubt that I would have the same feeling again prior to the performance this time since there were not many second-years that participated, now I would say, YES i am feeling what I felt when I was in first year, and I like it. Really. And I want to be part of it again next year. However "wanting to be" and "going to be" are two different stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was overall a success, not failing to the backstage complaining and also well, unsatisfaction and continuous bitchings that arose among the committees themselves. I have heard so so many different versions of stories and I observed some by my own eyes. What I observed could just be the tinge of an iceberg that was sinking in the blue sea of truth. Story remains story. No one can determine who is right or wrong. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you can tell whether someone is really committed to his duty when he is in the position of responsibility, just by the way of observing at his working attitude. I observed, from many individuals who hold responsibility in different kinds of activities. And instead sometimes, believe it or not, people with fooling-around-joker-looks are the one that put in the unexpected 110% commitment compared to those who supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold post of responsibilities too, and I fell to no words when I was asked why MORSE Society is inactive. It is true and I admit that BUT well, long story... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya, it is election season for societies in uni now. I am still considering whether to run for another post again in MORSE society but I am confident that the society in a new academic year will definitely be more active and better than this year as I can predict who will be the president next year. Hahaha! I want to run for the presidential post too but nahhh.. there is someone else who can do the job much better than me, and I would vote for him. So what post that I should go for? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one manifesto to come up with by the middle of next week. I am still thinking what to say. Good Luck Sue Mei!! :) Giving speeches is never my cup of tea/coffee/juice/water/whatever. +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know many people who are doing politics course this year and OMG they are smart people!!! and now I want to be a politician too!! Politicians gotta speak a lot right?!!?!?! But it is either they speak falsely or the truth. Tony Pua is coming to Warwick end of this term (hopefully he wont get arrested under ISA out of the blue before he comes) =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-8607619693075656198?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/8607619693075656198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=8607619693075656198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8607619693075656198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8607619693075656198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-much-needed-to-be-said.html' title='Nothing much needed to be said'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-1649113738985182087</id><published>2009-01-21T17:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:37:34.887Z</updated><title type='text'>joining in the OBAMA heat</title><content type='html'>Obama's inauguration speech with video and full texts.. &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/obama_inauguration/7840646.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/obama_inauguration/7840646.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really need to polish up my English listening skills, I can't catch many parts of what Obama said, not until I read the full text.&lt;br /&gt;My Spanish teacher was so overwhelmed over his inauguration in the class today. And oh well... she told us to polish up our Spanish listening skill as well!!!! :S:S:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'America is the friend of all nations in the globe.' How true is that? And I wonder what opinions Dr Mahathir has, of this 44th US President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-1649113738985182087?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1649113738985182087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=1649113738985182087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1649113738985182087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1649113738985182087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/01/joining-in-obama-heat.html' title='joining in the OBAMA heat'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7000135036368968293</id><published>2009-01-04T00:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:25:12.786Z</updated><title type='text'>:D :(</title><content type='html'>:) plus :(   errr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not supposed to post at this hour, looking at the rate of my ecam revision going so far... that makes up the :( face... study study study studyyyyyyyyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By any chance, anyone has contacts in / with World Vision Malaysia at the moment??? Working as intern or volunteer there? Grrrrrrr.... I urgently need official statement from them to support my claim that I was indeed an intern and volunteer in WV last time!! Just realised that there are lots of grammatical errors when I read the email I sent to them just now in a rush. Screw them la.. never reply me. Not happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will deal with them and also EY after I am done with my exam... :( :( :( Why is the whole world owing me a reference lettttttttter?!!!!!?!?!?! Blaaaaaa.. Lagi not happy! St Mary also *ehem* didnt give me certs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not happy not happy not happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.T.U.D.Y.  G.O.O.D N.I.G.H.T      B.E.D T.I.M.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck sue mei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7000135036368968293?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7000135036368968293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7000135036368968293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7000135036368968293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7000135036368968293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2009/01/d.html' title=':D :('/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-4915596293669292054</id><published>2008-12-19T16:15:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:39:51.042Z</updated><title type='text'>Mid December</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpPwK1InMy0/SUvZ4esgWPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/d_239JQ-avM/s1600-h/IMG_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281554552357673202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VpPwK1InMy0/SUvZ4esgWPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/d_239JQ-avM/s320/IMG_2664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe.. Finally I manage to upload pictures! Yup! thats my department after snow shower. :) Maths Stats Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpPwK1InMy0/SUvZ4JwIlPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZclZcu1FxYY/s1600-h/IMG_2657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281554546735748338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VpPwK1InMy0/SUvZ4JwIlPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZclZcu1FxYY/s320/IMG_2657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And photo taken in the next morning from my room! :) hehe... I wish one of the cars parking there is mine! So I don't have to walk/take public transport. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am bored.. OMGOMG, Coventry is boring, and my aunt still wants me back though there is only another 2 weeks left before term starts, due to erm.. some scenarios in my house and also gloomy weather in UK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dec holiday. Scenarios. I don't know what to say. Are we, especially myself, am I overreacted over the issue of having a guy, who all of us know him for not even a month, but starts staying over in one of the housemate's room on the second day we know him, and ever since then for almost everyday? It doesn't sound quite right to me especially in my opinion that he starts treating the house as his own house. We confronted the housemate on this issue and I know that she is put into a difficult situation by us. Yes I know there is nothing big deal of couples sharing room, sleeping on a same bed, my immediate flatmate last time had her bf in her room almost everyday and I am totally fine with it but errrrrr......... Something is just not right when it comes to our case. I don't know. I think the issue on respect and ignorance leads to the confrontation and also my frustation over this guy and my housemate. And also what I am asking for is just mere honesty. But I felt sorry for my housemate who is in a difficult situation now, or maybe she is not anymore, and she already knows what to do and how to handle this issue on a more appropriate manner, perhaps. But are we being too harsh on her on this? We have no rights to invade and control others' private life, but when it comes to a point when everyone doesnt feel comfortable of how one's private life has effects on others, can we start intervening? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We might be too conservative in the eye of our housemate on this issue, but my thinking is just opposite of hers of how she treats this issue. Once again, everyone has her own ruler of measurement on what is appropriate for her private life, Can I say I can't really be bothered of what others want to do, be it right or wrong, as long as it doesnt bother me? but it is the different length of rulers we hold in our heart that led to this unpleasant face-to-face talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-4915596293669292054?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/4915596293669292054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=4915596293669292054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4915596293669292054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4915596293669292054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/12/mid-december.html' title='Mid December'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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/_VpPwK1InMy0/SUvZ4esgWPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/d_239JQ-avM/s72-c/IMG_2664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-7208332126169430384</id><published>2008-12-15T02:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T02:24:28.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Snowballs please hit me</title><content type='html'>What the hell is wrong with my skype now! Why is everything testing my patienceeeeeeeeeeee!!! grrrrrrrrrrrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;送走了的不欢迎家伙最好有自知之明，别再回来。 就算要来也该知道什么是适当的时候离开，否则这个时候的我真的会抓狂！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowballs chill me please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7208332126169430384?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7208332126169430384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7208332126169430384&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7208332126169430384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7208332126169430384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowballs-please-hit-me.html' title='Snowballs please hit me'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-3235253213826044885</id><published>2008-12-14T00:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:48:10.103Z</updated><title type='text'>Sacred yellow moon</title><content type='html'>在facebook看到朋友的哥哥的毕业典礼照，全家人都聚在一起，有点感触。感觉真的真的很幸福。。如果我早几天出生，如果我在小学顺从老师的意思，没放弃摆在我面前难得的跳级机会，我去年早已大学毕业了。。就算如此，全家福有可能吗？太多太多的如果，时间如能倒回，我不知道那时的结果会似是我现在所愿的吗？我两个最亲近最疼爱我的亲人陆续在两年里逝世，那时外公的逝世似乎让我察觉到我真的长大了，在我这年纪该有心理准备面对这些事。。心理准备，我有吗？前几个星期是我第一次在英国接到熟悉的号码，第一句话就说，“你能回马来西亚吗？”，我吓坏了。电话的另一头说没什么事， 我不信。半夜打电话给我堂弟，严厉地警告他如果有什么的话，就必须一五一十地告诉我。后来才知道真的没什么事。。昨天又接到熟悉的号码，结果也是虚惊一场。但这也让我知道我根本没心理准备面对这些事。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing stewarding job at art centre for the performance of stageshow Beauty and the Beast for a few days. Most of the audience are children who came in school trips. Their innocent laughters and smiles really reminded me of myself when I was little! They brought back my childhood memory; traced me back to lots of my childhood sweet moments which have already far faded away through the time. I love their school uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can carry on this job even after the Christmas period. Had a very brief talk with the duty manager just now, and she said it is not a definite NO, but it really depends and I have to see how it goes when the year almost draws to an end.. So wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan of travelling during holiday, does not work out AGAIN this year. I still have no idea where I want to go. London? Not really keen on it but that seems the most possible one at the moment. And bernice's offer to visit her in Dublin is going to void soon once she returns to Malaysia to continue her study. And suring the time back home when Eilyn told me she is going to Oxford, I am so sure that I will pay her a visit, but I didnt plan anything about it so far after I come back to UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so many of my friends are already home for holiday. Term 2 is going to start in another 3 weeks time and yup I will see everyone again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love grows best, when love grows wild..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - My favourite quote from Beauty and the Beast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3235253213826044885?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3235253213826044885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3235253213826044885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3235253213826044885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3235253213826044885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/12/sacred-yellow-moon.html' title='Sacred yellow moon'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2267980346395093247</id><published>2008-12-06T00:15:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:03:18.724Z</updated><title type='text'>The Cat in holiday!</title><content type='html'>Holiday!! Woohooohoo!! Finally!!! lalalala~~~~~~~~~~~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hmm, I am still trying to shed off the pressure/stress on me... even after I am officially done with my Year 2 Term 1 at 6pm Friday. Handed in my assignment at the very last minute, 4.57pm as stated in the confirmation email i received, 3 minutes before the deadline. I seriously don't know what to expect this time for my Maths Programming assignment. I got pretty good mark in first year for the same assignment of MP1 but MP2 this time is such an impossibility.. I think if kiki and jo never helped me with the stupid programming in my assignment, I am already dead. So ya, *thanks alot!* Qz is right, I should learn how to manage my erm.. "control of stress level over myself", I am not a person who get stressed out very easily but if the stress really gets on me, I am definitely not the normal Sue Mei that you know all this while, I dunno what I will do next minute.. :S:S:SS:S: Thinking back about myself during the moment right after my probability exam last summer, I still can't believe that it is me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill chill chillllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to see my personal tutor today at 10am but I didnt make it. Got assignment due in next few hours laaaaaaaaaa~~~ I thought by telling her that I am stucked in Leamington friends' place rushing for assignment (which is obviously a make-up story!), and I cannot meet her until after 3pm ( I know she wont be around after 3pm! :P), She will probably excuse me from meeting her, BUT NO! She asked me to meet her between 1-2pm instead in a building called Physical Science Building. HELLO?! Where is that!??! By the time I went to library to check its exact location, it is already well passed 2pm. Oh well, &lt;em&gt;takdir la I tak jadi meeting dia dahhhh!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to myself.. Now I really need to find a valid excuse when I meet her next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, how to upload pictures to blogspot? I TRIED this time I swear, but the "add picture" button is not working, so it is not my fault for not uploading pictures!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I could have been on the plane flying back to Malaysia, instead of typing blog here. haha!Flight ticket is not cheap. WTH at least 800 pounds to fly back to malaysia, when flying to Brunei, flying to china, is less than 500pounds?! Eunice and I discussed, maybe we should take 300 pounds flight to china, and take Air Asia back to malaysia. Hahaha! Hmm don't really feel like going home when the holiday is just less than 4 weeks. I am *this close* to buying my flight ticket online after I talked to my grandma. Feeeeeeeel really really bad when she asked me with excitement whether I am going back this time but my reply to her is just &lt;em&gt;'kua seng la..". &lt;/em&gt;Hokkien. I am sorry but hmmm... I FEEEEEL BAD LAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UKEC tomorrow.. Yes No Yes No ???  (80%yes!)&lt;br /&gt;Getting N95 Yes No Yes No?? or maybe N96. hehe! (50 50 I dunno, I am NOT spending unwisely here in UK  but I already got lectured on that and if I get the phone, I mampus teruk nxt time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Think think think* YES I am undecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bodyclock is seriously screwed, I slept at almost 5am everyday for the past two weeks and woke up at 8.30am for 9am classes, thanks to my alarm that rang for at least 15 minutes every morning which already annoyed my housemates! Hahaha!!! BLEK!&lt;br /&gt;Body clock knows that I will be up after 4 hours of sleep. Amazingly enough, I woke up at 8am automatically one fine day after I fall asleep revising my econs on my bed at 3am the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! so proud of myself! waking up withougt alarm clock!! haha! L.A.M.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe trip home everyone and merry Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting to watch movies/perfomances at Art Centre for free during Christmas period!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2267980346395093247?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2267980346395093247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2267980346395093247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2267980346395093247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2267980346395093247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/12/cat-in-holiday.html' title='The Cat in holiday!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-240818953053873743</id><published>2008-11-23T11:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:48:02.172Z</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't snow today.</title><content type='html'>It doesn't snow today as forecasted. But instead, it is quite sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Family responsibilities fall upon you, especially if you are the only child. Trust me. I really wish I have other siblings sometimes, or I am not the eldest among my cousins in my entire family. I am not as mature, as independent as you may think I appear to be, I am a good girl sinec I was a kid and I have to and "expected" to be a good girl forever since then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-240818953053873743?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/240818953053873743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=240818953053873743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/240818953053873743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/240818953053873743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-doesnt-snow-today.html' title='It doesn&apos;t snow today.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2872842187830845411</id><published>2008-11-16T17:01:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:21:15.889Z</updated><title type='text'>I have nothing to say</title><content type='html'>I am just a normal person. And everyone has temper. If you think I am forever a person with good temper ALL THE TIME, 24/7, sorry I am not one though I try to be one. I know how the word tolerate is spelt, but there is a limit for everything. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where the limit lies beneath myself but my patience is always tested beyond the limit. Still I tried to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have tests, I have endless assignments to hand in, I have unfinished long overdue work to do, I have so many internship applications to do which is long overdue as well, I have no more spare time to keep my temper cooooooooooool all the time, to look after whether I have offended anyone or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I just have no time. Tolerating is a two ways thing. I tolerated but I dont see the reciprocated action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a saint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya that's the real world outside there isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2872842187830845411?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2872842187830845411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2872842187830845411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2872842187830845411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2872842187830845411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-nothing-to-say.html' title='I have nothing to say'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7593365614772026414</id><published>2008-10-26T10:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:13:01.999Z</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>I got my new mattress finally! but it costs me bloody 70 pounds! Well, ringgit pounds sterling exchange rate is below 6 now, so I dont feel THAT bad.. but still, I feel QUITE bad. Hopefully my landlord kept to his promise that he is going to pay me half the price of my mattress when I move out next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchange rate is low, and the good thing is I can shop with slightly less guilt! Will it continue dropping? Haha I wish so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am getting myself into deep shit! Ishh! Either it turns out positive or negative.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that really pissed me off and disappointed me is that, friendship doesn't last forever as you hope it will be.. Friends that I used to know last time, turns out to be strangers now. We are both in UK, can't you just reply my message when I said hello to you? And I said hello to you not only ONCE, but a few times, and I was just ignored everytime.. FINE! And also friends that I was once close with when I was little, who went to different secondary schools as me,  we speak like strangers now. it doesn't mean that I went to St. Mary, I am in UK now, I am superior to you.. I always appreciate the friendship between us but I just have a feeling that some of them think that I am regarding myself highly on the first day I set my foot in St. Mary and come to UK after that.. but it is not true damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7593365614772026414?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7593365614772026414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7593365614772026414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7593365614772026414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7593365614772026414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2330452700014956121</id><published>2008-10-21T02:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T02:54:23.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'>opps, praying hard.</title><content type='html'>My laptop is screwed. O_0 Or on the way of screwing up. Either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that it is going to die down pretty soon.. but hope that my feeling is wrong. If not I will seriously be in deeeeeeeeeeeep trouble! Anti-Virus installation wasn't helpful at all and instead I think my comp gets worse! I was transfered to strangers' blogs for no reason when I am in my blog or my friends' blogs; and I got logged out from facebook every single time I click something in facebook. Ishh! I don't like my IP address be displayed in some unknown strange websites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have gotten a new laptop when I went back home last time! :( Perhaps should ask aunt to send one over for me.. hehe! But I guess she will kill me well before I gets the laptop.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeeeeeeeepy la good nite ppl! I cant do my assignment sheet. I am screwed as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zZzZZZzzZZzzzzZzz... need to pray pray pray.. Opps btw, I did a good deed yesterday, lol. I didnt kill the damn spider in my room. Could have get rid of it in 5 minutes by stepping on it.. but zzz I didnt want to kill it la.. and in the end, kiki and I spent more than half hour in my room searching for the damn spider. No thanks to my dark-coloured carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup! I am a good girl. haha! lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2330452700014956121?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2330452700014956121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2330452700014956121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2330452700014956121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2330452700014956121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/10/opps-praying-hard.html' title='opps, praying hard.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-8032904883888081434</id><published>2008-10-18T15:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:25:31.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How nice it is to be a child again?</title><content type='html'>Ya.. how nice it is if I am a child.. How I miss the time in St Mary's and also the kind of homework we usually did in primary school. Copying passages from textbooks, and writing chinese glossary again and again. Those are the typical types of homework that I have to pass up every monday morning, plus a page of chinese calligraphy, I still remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now uni work is killing me now.. :( Yup, I am back on UK soil and going into the fourth week of my new term. So fast huh? And I just realised that quite a number of my primary schoolmates are in UK now! How cool is it?! Perhaps I can visit them one day haha! There are so many places in UK that I have yet to explore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a brief conversation with Win Shi last night in MSN. She is studying very hard for her professional papers but I am still lazy-ing around. haha! And she told me that a few banks in US has filed for bancruptcy and her chance of getting employed in US is really slim amidst the bad economy. Isn't this the same scenario in UK? And the experience of working at EY back home, has made me think twice about working in Malaysia when I graduated. Perhaps it was just not the right department that I was put into.. And am I still going to do actuarial science? I don't know. If I have chosen other uni to do actuarial science degree, I guess I wouldn't be so fickle-minded about what I want to do next time. But sorry I am doing MORSE, and I can't even decide now whether I am doing a three years or four years MORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup fickle-minded............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhhh I miss home I miss my mum I miss my cat I miss my grandparents I miss my cousins I miss everyone in Malaysia!! And I miss the food in Malaysia!! UK food sucks. And having milk &amp;amp; cereal as my breakfast EVERY SINGLE MORNING IN UK is boring! Boring-nyeeeee.... zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps btw jo, if you are reading this, you missed out something really interesting happened during the MSA AGM last night! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One candidate has literally made our dear Miss Exec got so pissed off and kept swearing even when she reached home! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate:&lt;/strong&gt; Hi my name is Bla Bla Bla. If you think I am good, please vote for me. Thank you. (The end of speech, everyone stunned)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Exec:&lt;/strong&gt; Err, would you please introduce more about yourself to us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate:&lt;/strong&gt; (Paused)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Exec:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, we would like to know more about you.. But the fact that you didn't prepare your speech at all, has somehow made me think you are not interested to take up this post. (Woah!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candidate:&lt;/strong&gt; Someone nominated me last night and I dont have time to prepare my speech. You can't blame me on this. I don't have time to prepare my speech. (HELLO? As if you need a month to prepare your speech!?!?!?!) If you think I am good, just vote for me. IF NOT, DON'T VOTE FOR ME THEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Exec:&lt;/strong&gt; ............................... (zha dou!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!! I love the last line! IF YOU DONT LIKE ME, DONT VOTE FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salute that hero! I haven't encountered such ignorant behaviour since I left Malaysia and your attitude has made me realised that well, I thought that people who are able to secure Govt sponsorship to study overseas, should at least have mindsets that are different from their own kind's, mindsets that can accept difference between opinions among people; mindsets that know what the words responsibility and respect mean; and most importantly, a positive mindset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sorry too bad, you proved me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-8032904883888081434?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/8032904883888081434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=8032904883888081434&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8032904883888081434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8032904883888081434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-nice-it-is-to-be-child-again.html' title='How nice it is to be a child again?'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-3776157905948937816</id><published>2008-08-10T14:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:11:02.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown - 15 days.</title><content type='html'>yup! another 15 days to the end of my internship! if malaysia wins a gold olympics medal, i think(99% sure) we will get a day off! so it will be 14 days! wohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid internet. streamyx = useless snail-like connection. Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to the end of august to end my lifeless life of two months!! hahaha! but unfortunately that also means that i need to go back to UK soon, which is err.. something that I dont really look forward to.. :( Seriously no more such stuffs for me if I come back next year, have enough of it.. and even I change my mind in the future, still...... NO MORE TAX! Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans..pLanS...PlAns....PLANS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And go malaysia!!!!!!!!! all the best in the olympics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3776157905948937816?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3776157905948937816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3776157905948937816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3776157905948937816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3776157905948937816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/08/countdown-15-days.html' title='countdown - 15 days.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7327417474705317989</id><published>2008-07-27T04:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T05:20:54.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more weeks!</title><content type='html'>Another 5 weeks to the end of my internship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am back on Malaysian ground, ended my first year in UK with rather err.. great feeling!! Great experience, and also lots of "scares" and "shocks". Death of a guy in my accommodation hall TWO WEEKS prior to my first paper; Death of one MORSE 2nd year student DURING my exam; and lastly, death of a girl in my hall again ONE WEEK after my exam. Well the last one did not create as much uproar as the first one had created. Perhaps all of us were already immuned, or no one even realised it happened. Didn't even see the patrol cars or ambulances, in contrast with the first one..  Hmm.. I dont know what to say la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had good(win shi said "bad" instead) steamboat dinner with winshi, xv, and yin ling on Saturday night. haha! Win shi and yin ling comminucate in Cantonese =  my expression &gt;&gt;&gt;  =_='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lena! I know you are so free at the moment and stalking everyone's blogs, so have u met the other 4 guys? hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. have to work again tomorrrrrow=waking up early = sien. But i guess it got better since my senior's manager is giving me work to do, in contrast with last week where I (and other interns) literally have to beg for work, by sending out email telling the whole department I am free to help out, but no one replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I dont like is, why does the workloads start pouring in after 4.30 or 5pm and not earlier when I am so bored, goyang-ing kaki doing nothing??! No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, are interns expected to stay back after working hours? I will be happily, willingly to stay back to finish the work IF I AM DRIVING THERE MYSELF, but unfortunately NO. I am not driving there and my mum is waiting for me downstairs! When I leave the office slightly later, I feel guilty for making my mum waiting downstairs for so long; When I leave the office on time, I feel guilty for not finishing my work but still leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TELL ME WHAT I SHOULD DO LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! ISHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was told by my friend that we are not getting paid for OT... halleluya! I expected it. =_=''' So does it mean that if i take unpaid leave, my gaji wont get deducted as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend who is ending the internship earlier, is not getting the monthly allowance fully. She is going to get her allowance based on the actual days she actually worked. We are supposed to intern for 8 weeks, but in our contract, the period of internship is 8 weeks plus a few more days.. So am I going to get extra pay for that EXTRA FEW DAYS? haha. I wish, but i dont think so. Maklum la ini accounting firm.......................  zzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7327417474705317989?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7327417474705317989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7327417474705317989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7327417474705317989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7327417474705317989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/07/5-more-weeks.html' title='5 more weeks!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-8619721430493161433</id><published>2008-06-26T19:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T04:55:54.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>woooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwww</title><content type='html'>Wow!~ Another 3 days to home! hehe.. can't wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most wonderful thing is, I got my degree classification and I do not have to come back for a resit!! Seriously I think my personal tutor got shocked of me when he told me I got a 2.1. coz that is not the results I expected at alllllll.. I am really reallllllly lucky, looking at the effort I have put in throughout the year. It is not proportional. But I am lucky enough to get the results that qualify me to apply for internship in UK next year. Thats good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next new academic year in Oct, I vowwwwwwww to work hard and put in more effort to get a first class! wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before going back to UK, internship awaiting me in Malaysia... Looking forward to it? Dunno. But I don't like the idea of working on the second day after I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still.. Hellllllllllllo Ernst &amp;amp; Young!! See you soon! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*packing packing packing!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-8619721430493161433?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/8619721430493161433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=8619721430493161433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8619721430493161433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8619721430493161433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/06/woooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwww.html' title='woooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwww'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-1751010037688893541</id><published>2008-06-04T19:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:52:34.324+01:00</updated><title type='text'>bad</title><content type='html'>I am in the worst mood of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to take exams anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-1751010037688893541?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1751010037688893541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=1751010037688893541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1751010037688893541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1751010037688893541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/06/bad.html' title='bad'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-163279818104007634</id><published>2008-06-04T12:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:20:36.629+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray</title><content type='html'>ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH Exam in another 90 minutes!! goooooood luck suemei!!! arghhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pray*pray*pray*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-163279818104007634?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/163279818104007634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=163279818104007634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/163279818104007634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/163279818104007634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/06/pray.html' title='Pray'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-6184041931679581663</id><published>2008-05-01T23:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:37:38.528+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote!</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my life, I voted in an govt election! No.. not malaysia govt. Coventry Local Government. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sarcastic it is to think that the first opportunity for a young Malaysian to practise "her rights as a citizen" is in UK, and not her home country. Oh wait, I am not a UK citizen... haha! I got to vote because I am a citizen of one of the commonwealth countries, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Mahathir has a blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6184041931679581663?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6184041931679581663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6184041931679581663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6184041931679581663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6184041931679581663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/05/vote.html' title='Vote!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3256002107043559891</id><published>2008-03-21T02:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-21T02:57:21.228Z</updated><title type='text'>Not really an update.</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted to update my blog about the earthquake, about the power-cut, about my tests, about err.. WELL JUST EVERYTHING, since dunno-when. However whenever I am in front of the computer (which is almost 24/7), I will go to trillions of websites to check stuffs but not www.blogspot.com. Ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update when I have the mood to do so. But just don't bank on me that I will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. about the recent election in Malaysia.. no comment la. Wasn't expecting the opposition parties to grab up so many states. When the news of Penang falling to the opposition parties, I was like.."haha! Penang is gone now". What is the chinese proverb to describe this? erm, "xin zai le huo". I don't know why was I 'xin' and 'le' about the 'zai woh'. But the next moment when the news regarding Selangor and KL are gone too, I was like "WTHHHHHHHHHHHHHH????!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lar.. I don't really care about whatever makkal sakti/people's power are (xv, i know you wrote about this in your blog, hehe), what i care most is the stability of the state where my house lands on, and I care more about the Pounds Sterling-Ringgit exchange rate. I was quite skeptical about the capability of the Oppositions governing these states, but it seems like.. so far so good. I don't know whether is it really a good thing for the opposition parties to be in power. Thinking of it in a good way : Yea, it's good. Opposition will perhaps unearth many dirty corrupted cases happening in the previous BN-governed state govt, and shock many corrupted figures to death i.e. Zakaria. =) This is good. However thinking of it in a bad way : The govt will be formed by BN anyway. And MCA has lost so many seats in this election and this has directly caused a cut of vital MCA voices in the future proposed developments for the country.  Lesser leaning-to-Chinese voices in the future govt projects.. So is this good or bad ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm STPM results was released. Some of my friends' results were good and some weren't really good. But well, what is passed is a past and perhaps it will be a blessing in disguise? To be honest, I do believe in fate, but I believe that if we have the determination to change it, we are able to do so? I sound contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;******WARNING:The following paragraphs are full of craps, so please just ignore it*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue Mei is thinking twice nowadays before uttering words out of her mouth. Well, not every words, but seriously she is learning to do so now because SHE LEARNED HER LESSON LONG TIME AGO. Not saying that I am talking about bad things all the time, and in fact I don't think I ever said bad things (well, exclude gossips of course =P) but sometimes... argh! I don't know what to say. No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my mouth shut is the best possible way. haha! But SueMei-doesn't-like-doing-this-because-this-is-so-not-SueMei-but-SueMei-thiks-she-has-to-do-this. I said I learned my lesson, and one lesson is sufficient for me. Of course I do not want a second one. Blah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3256002107043559891?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3256002107043559891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3256002107043559891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3256002107043559891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3256002107043559891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-really-update.html' title='Not really an update.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2263147971914143498</id><published>2008-02-07T20:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:54:21.224Z</updated><title type='text'>Warwick Malaysian Night 2008</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday's Warwick Mnite was amazing! I wish I could be sitting right at the audience seat to watch the whole show instead of working at the backstage.. Talking about working backstage, well it was indeed great to see that all the hardwork of all people involved in this event eventually paid off in the end.. Like what I said, to me Warwick Mnite 2008 was a real blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice and I volunteered to help out for ticketing and ushering. Well, I volunteered for ticketing and she, ushering. Ironically, the deputy Mayor of Conventry was the earliest one to be there at Rootes. Haha! VIP the first one to arrive and Eunice really freaked out when she got to usher him to the restaurant.. Well Malaysian timing, dinne started at 5pm and supposingly to end at 6.30ish.. But people still coming in after 6pm.. No comment. But then, a bit pathetic la.. Imagine great food was served upstairs, while Eunice, Kiki and I have to eat biscuits downstairs. :( The price of the dinner was SERIOUSLY OVERPRICED TO BE HONEST. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Mnite, it was great. Opening dance was cool. Fearless Dance was just simply amazing. Even Z said that the crowd was awesome and being very supportive. Though many of us were at the backstage sorting stuffs out, we have tons of fun. (I have nothing to sort out though.. The actors and actresses knew better than me what they were supposed to wear, though I was in the costume team. LOL! Well, I was there just for the sake of being there since my ketua *winks! hehe..* was watching the show and "someone" just pulling sour face when neither me nor her was at the backstage...zzZzZz) But then I realised something when I was rotting at the backstage, it seemed like I have the talent of "folding sleeves nicely"? Haha! Have been helping a few of the Fearless dancers to fold their sleeves and ensure that it looked PRESENTABLE. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The changing room was still relatively empty and tidy during the first half of the play, but not until the second half of the play after intermission. Dikir people started coming in.. YAYY!! DIKIR!! I absolutely love dikir!! Dikir rocks!!! haha! Sound quite unconvincing to persuade you that dikir rocks huh?? Ya, Back in St. Mary, everyone would just fall asleep when there is dikir performance on stage, but this is definitely not the scenario in Warwick!! Well, those dikir ppl back in St. Mary just made it boring.. Their faults. Not our faults for kononnya-tak-tahu-appreciate. :P Okay back to dikir. I am still excited over dikir though almost a week has well passed after Mnite. Haha! Dikir rockkkkkkkkkkkkkkkksssss!!! :) :) :) I am serious! Check out the videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_KiM1bi5uU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_KiM1bi5uU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3msehn4tFkg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3msehn4tFkg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coooooooooooool right cool right???? hehe.. This definitely wouldn't make people fall asleep! Unlike St. Mary's, mendendang lagu tidur untuk bayi.. :P  Erm btw.. mendendang is the right word? zzz.. OMG! I cant remember la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, can recognise me in the video? Haha! Should be quite easy huh.. I asked my cousin to identify me and he came back to me within two minute, armed with a snapshot of the video, complete with a big arrow done using Paint, pointing at my head.  +_+"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did u guys think about dikir? Warwick Dikir Barat team is allegedly the best team in UK! haha! Well, we have been practising dikir well before Decemeber holiday and also EVERY SINGLE NIGHT except weekends during this term until the big day arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed everyone!! I missed practising in science concourse!!! LOL! This is what we called PMS-Post Mnite Syndrome. :P My bodyclock nowadays is seriously screwed.. Since the first night when we had dikir practise, I have been sleeping at 3, 4 am. The earliest? 2.30am. Really need to adjust it back to normal condition.. Tak tahan la!!But then, of course I never regret being part of this grand event. It was a really nice experience or maybe I should say, once-in-a-life-time experience? How many times can you get yourself involved in such a grand event? And it brings everyone in the MSA closer to each other, and to know each other better. Guess that is the ultimate task of a society right? To bring the members closer to each other. Mnite has succeeded in doing this. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next, Charity Night! And there will be a dessert selling competition! hehe.. we can keep the 30% of the income while the rest goes to charity. The winner will keep 50% instead. Sounds really good huh?? hehe.. Oh yea, and also "slave auction". If any of our MORSE seniors are to be auctioned off, we will just buy him/her for the duration of one week, &lt;em&gt;to do all our assignments&lt;/em&gt;!!! wakakakakakaka!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Marians had a gathering last Saturday and Chee Siong has good news for everyone. I was relly really really surprised when Shin Yiing told me that she is getting married next month!!! But then, I sincerely give my best wishes to her.. My sincere best wishes to you, chee siong, and hope everyone who is attending the banquet in Renaissance next month will have great time too!! Wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about St. Mary, it reminds me of Puan Kang. I wonder how has she been recently?? I talked to her through her daughter's MSN a few times before I started college two years back and after that, we somehow lost contact. I really want to let her know that, I am doing a Mathematics degree now, though it is not a pure one. I think she will be happy upon hearing this....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2263147971914143498?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2263147971914143498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2263147971914143498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2263147971914143498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2263147971914143498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/02/warwick-malaysian-night-2008.html' title='Warwick Malaysian Night 2008'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-8780838770669914703</id><published>2008-01-22T01:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-22T01:44:50.545Z</updated><title type='text'>pissssssssssssssssssed off</title><content type='html'>pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissedpissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissed pissedpissed pissed pissed pissed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pissed off today. Don't ask me why. I don't know. Maybe it is the results of "accumulated" unsatisfaction and unhappiness since last week. I kena ffk a few times. New supervisor. deadlines. stupid assignments. Dirty kitchen. Stupid cleaners never come to clean my room, I need to clean it myself now... blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing econs example sheet at 1.43am just makes things worseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY  BOLSTEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn to manage my EQ better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-8780838770669914703?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/8780838770669914703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=8780838770669914703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8780838770669914703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/8780838770669914703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/01/pissssssssssssssssssed-off.html' title='pissssssssssssssssssed off'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-3445771433485538690</id><published>2008-01-06T22:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:38:01.461Z</updated><title type='text'>exam</title><content type='html'>exam= I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the bread from doraemon!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The capacity of homosapien brain is limited. How the hell am I supposed to squeeze at least 50 if not 100 theorems, lemmas, corollaries, definitions, proofs etc etc etccccccccc into it?!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are millions of greeks symbols which I am expected to know but I dont even know why they are there in the first place.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-3445771433485538690?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/3445771433485538690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=3445771433485538690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3445771433485538690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/3445771433485538690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/01/exam.html' title='exam'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-1728234550693286072</id><published>2008-01-03T12:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:09:08.228Z</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I got this short story in an email forwarded to me by Shin Yiing.. *thanks shin yiing!* It is really a meaningful one...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;媳婦說：&lt;br /&gt;「 煮淡一點妳就嫌沒有味，現在煮鹹一點妳卻說咽不下，&lt;br /&gt;妳究竟想怎麼樣 ？」&lt;br /&gt;母親一見兒子回來，二話不說便把飯菜往咀裡送。&lt;br /&gt;她怒瞪他一眼。&lt;br /&gt;他試了一口，馬上吐出來，&lt;br /&gt;兒子說：「 我不是說過了嗎，媽有病不能吃太鹹！」&lt;br /&gt;「 那好！媽是你的，以後由你來煮！」&lt;br /&gt;媳婦怒氣沖沖地回房。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兒子無奈地輕嘆一聲，然後對母親說：&lt;br /&gt;「 媽，別吃了，我去煮個麵給妳。」&lt;br /&gt;「 仔，你是不是有話想跟媽說，是就說好了，別憋在心裡！&lt;br /&gt;「 媽，公司下個月升我職，我會很忙，&lt;br /&gt;至於老婆，她說很想出來工作，所以 ....」&lt;br /&gt;母親馬上意識到兒子的意思：&lt;br /&gt;「 仔，不要送媽去老人院。」&lt;br /&gt;聲音似乎在哀求。&lt;br /&gt;兒子沉默片刻，他是在尋找更好的理由。   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 媽，其實老人院並沒有甚麼不好，&lt;br /&gt;妳知道老婆一但工作，&lt;br /&gt;一定沒有時間好好服侍妳。&lt;br /&gt;老人院有吃有住有人服侍照顧，不是比在家裡好得多嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;「可是，阿財叔他 ....」 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;洗了澡，草草吃了一碗速食麵，兒子便到書房去。&lt;br /&gt;他茫然地佇立於窗前，有些猶豫不決。&lt;br /&gt;母親年輕便守寡，含辛茹苦將他撫養成人，供他出國讀書。&lt;br /&gt;但她從不用年輕時的犧牲當作要脅他孝順的籌碼，&lt;br /&gt;反而是妻子以婚姻要脅他！&lt;br /&gt;真的要讓母親住老人院嗎？&lt;br /&gt;仔問自己，他有些不忍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 可以陪你下半世的人是你老婆，難道是你媽嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阿財叔的兒子總是這樣提醒他&lt;br /&gt;「 你媽都這麼老了，好命的話可以活多幾年，&lt;br /&gt;為何不趁這幾年好好孝順她呢？&lt;br /&gt;樹欲靜而風不息，子欲養而親不在啊 ！」&lt;br /&gt;親戚總是這樣勸他。&lt;br /&gt;兒子不敢再想下去，深怕自己真的會改變初衷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夕晚，太陽收斂起灼熱的金光，躲在山後憩息。&lt;br /&gt;一間建在郊外山崗的一座貴族老人院。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的，錢用得越多，兒子才心安理得。&lt;br /&gt;當兒子領著母親步入大廳時，&lt;br /&gt;嶄新的電視機，42吋的螢幕正播放著一部喜劇，&lt;br /&gt;但觀眾一點笑聲也沒有。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幾個衣著一樣，髮型一樣的老嫗歪歪斜斜地坐在梳化上，&lt;br /&gt;神情呆滯而有一個老人在自言自語，&lt;br /&gt;有個正緩緩彎下腰，想去撿掉在地上的一塊餅乾吃。 &lt;br /&gt;兒子知道母親喜歡光亮，&lt;br /&gt;所以為她選了一間陽光充足的房間。&lt;br /&gt;從窗口望出去，樹蔭下，一片芳草如茵。&lt;br /&gt;幾名護士推著坐在輪椅的老者在夕陽下散步，&lt;br /&gt;四周悄然寂靜得令人心酸。&lt;br /&gt;縱是夕陽無限好，畢竟已到了黃昏，他心中低低嘆息。     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 媽，我........我要走了 ！」&lt;br /&gt;母親只能點頭。&lt;br /&gt;他走時，母親頻頻揮手，&lt;br /&gt;她張著沒有牙的嘴，&lt;br /&gt;蒼白乾燥的咀唇在囁嚅著，一副欲語還休的樣子。&lt;br /&gt;兒子這才注意到母親銀灰色的頭髮，&lt;br /&gt;深陷的眼窩以及打著細紋臉。&lt;br /&gt;母親，真的老了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他霍然記起一則兒時舊事。&lt;br /&gt;那年他才6歲，母親有事回鄉，不便攜他同行，&lt;br /&gt;於是把他寄住在阿財叔家幾天。&lt;br /&gt;母親臨走時，&lt;br /&gt;他驚恐地抱著母親的腿傷心大聲號哭道：&lt;br /&gt;「 媽媽不要丟下我！媽媽不要走！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後母親沒有丟下他。&lt;br /&gt;他連忙離開房間，順手把門關上，不敢回頭，&lt;br /&gt;深恐那記憶像鬼魅似地追纏而來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他回到家，&lt;br /&gt;妻子與岳母正瘋狂的把母親房裡的一切扔個不亦樂乎。&lt;br /&gt;身高3呎的獎杯──&lt;br /&gt;那是他小學作文比賽「我的母親」第1名的勝利品！&lt;br /&gt;華英字典──&lt;br /&gt;那是母親整個月省吃省用所買給他的第一份生日禮物！&lt;br /&gt;還有母親臨睡前要擦的風濕油，&lt;br /&gt;沒有為她擦，帶去老人院又有甚麼意義呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 夠了，別再扔了！」兒子怒吼道。&lt;br /&gt;﹝這麼多垃圾，不把它扔掉，怎麼放得下我的東西﹞。&lt;br /&gt;岳母沒好氣地說。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 就是嘛！你趕快把你媽那張爛床給抬出去，&lt;br /&gt;我明天要為我媽添張新的 ！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一堆童年的照片展現在兒子眼前，&lt;br /&gt;那是母親帶他到動物園和遊樂園拍的照片。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 它們是我媽的財產，一樣也不能丟！」 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 你這算甚態度？對我媽這麼大聲，我要你向我媽道歉！」  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 我娶妳就要愛妳的母親，&lt;br /&gt;為甚麼妳嫁給我就不能愛我的母親？ 」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨後的黑夜分外冷寂，街道蕭瑟，行人車輛格外稀少。&lt;br /&gt;一輛寶馬在路上飛馳，頻頻闖紅燈，陷黃格，&lt;br /&gt;呼一聲又飛馳而過。&lt;br /&gt;那輛轎車一路奔往山崗上的那間老人院，&lt;br /&gt;停車直奔上樓，推開母親臥房的門。&lt;br /&gt;他幽靈似地站著，母親正撫摸著風濕痛的雙腿低泣。&lt;br /&gt;她見到兒子手中正拿著那瓶風濕油，&lt;br /&gt;顯然感到安慰的說：&lt;br /&gt;「 媽忘了帶，幸好你拿來！ 」&lt;br /&gt;他走到母親身邊，跪了下來。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「 很晚了，媽自己擦可以了，你明天還要上班，回去吧！」 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他囁嚅片刻，終於忍不住啜泣道 ：&lt;br /&gt;「媽，對不起，請原諒我！我們回家去吧 ！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;∼∼後語∼∼ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;隨著自己愈長大，&lt;br /&gt;看著父母親臉龐從年輕變憔悴，&lt;br /&gt;頭髮從烏絲變白髮,動作從迅捷變緩慢，多心疼！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;父母親總是將最好、最寶貴的留給我們，&lt;br /&gt;像蠟燭不停的燃燒自己，照亮孩子！&lt;br /&gt;而我呢？&lt;br /&gt;有沒有騰出一個空間給我的父母，&lt;br /&gt;或者只是在當我需要停泊岸時，&lt;br /&gt;才會想起他們……&lt;br /&gt;其實父母親要的真的不多，&lt;br /&gt;只是一句隨意的問候：爸、媽，你們今天好嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;隨意買的宵夜，煮一頓再普通不過的晚?#92;，&lt;br /&gt;睡前幫他們?#92;?#92;被子，&lt;br /&gt;天冷幫他們添衣服、戴手套……&lt;br /&gt;都能讓他們高興溫馨很久。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時，我常在想：我希望我的子女以後如何對我。&lt;br /&gt;那現在，我有沒有如此對待我的父母？&lt;br /&gt;我相信，人是環環相扣的；&lt;br /&gt;現在，你如何對待你的父母；&lt;br /&gt;以後，你的子女就如何待你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友，人世間最難報的就是父母恩，&lt;br /&gt;願我們都能：以反哺之心奉敬父母，以恩之心孝順父母！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;∼共勉之∼&lt;br /&gt;生命不要求我們成為最好的，只要求我們作最大的努力！&lt;br /&gt;老人安養院牆上發現的一篇文章&lt;br /&gt;孩子！當你還很小的時候，&lt;br /&gt;我花了很多時間，教你慢慢用湯匙、用筷子吃東西。&lt;br /&gt;教你繫鞋帶、扣扣子、溜滑梯、教你穿衣服、梳頭髮、擰鼻涕。&lt;br /&gt;這些和你在一起的點點滴滴，是多麼的令我懷念不已。&lt;br /&gt;所以，當我想不起來，接不上話時，&lt;br /&gt;請給我一點時間，等我一下，&lt;br /&gt;讓我再想一想……極可能最後連要說什麼，我也一併忘記。&lt;br /&gt;孩子！&lt;br /&gt;你忘記我們練習了好幾百回，&lt;br /&gt;才學會的第一首娃娃歌嗎？&lt;br /&gt;是否還記得每天總要我絞盡腦汁，&lt;br /&gt;去回答不知道你從哪裡冒出來的嗎？&lt;br /&gt;所以，當我重覆又重覆說著老掉牙的故事，&lt;br /&gt;哼著我孩提時代的兒歌時，體諒我。&lt;br /&gt;讓我繼續沉醉在這些回憶中吧！&lt;br /&gt;切望你，也能陪著我閒話家常吧！&lt;br /&gt;孩子，現在我常忘了扣扣子、繫鞋帶。&lt;br /&gt;吃飯時，會弄髒衣服，梳頭髮時手還會不停的抖，&lt;br /&gt;不要催促我，要對我多一點耐心和溫柔，&lt;br /&gt;只要有你在一起，就會有很多的溫暖湧上心頭。&lt;br /&gt;孩子！如今，我的腳站也站不穩，走也走不動。&lt;br /&gt;所以，請你緊緊的握著我的手，陪著我，慢慢的。&lt;br /&gt;就像當年一樣，我帶著你一步一步地走。&lt;br /&gt;若為人子女也不懂得如何體諒他們，&lt;br /&gt;那他們便只能於痛苦中渡過餘生，黑暗中逝去....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;家人才是最重要的。&lt;br /&gt;愛情可以重新再找尋，但父母一生卻只有一個，&lt;br /&gt;要珍惜、珍重。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is indeed true that we should place the utmost importance on our family..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reflection of life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-1728234550693286072?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/1728234550693286072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=1728234550693286072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1728234550693286072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/1728234550693286072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2008/01/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7300109911549140350</id><published>2007-12-19T20:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:34:29.169Z</updated><title type='text'>Room kept cleaned.</title><content type='html'>Aiyaaaaaaaaaaa.......... Can anyone tell me how I can keep my room clean and tidy ah?!! It can never last more than 3 days after each time I clean my room..... haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was right. Wherever I been, the place will become a mess within the next few hours. She cleaned the house every morning, I got back from college in the evening, and the whole house would be in a mess again at night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin was telling me how tidy and clean my house and my studyroom are nowadays when I am not around in Malaysia, when i talked to him in skype the other day.. And he said he somehow felt my house has become nicer. What the......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+_+""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sense sarcasm...  *speechless* Really!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7300109911549140350?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7300109911549140350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7300109911549140350&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7300109911549140350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7300109911549140350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/12/room-kept-cleaned.html' title='Room kept cleaned.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-6524521811033588332</id><published>2007-12-18T21:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:47:08.279Z</updated><title type='text'>headache</title><content type='html'>I am head-aching/kepala sakit/tou tong checking the rail/bus timetables to/back from london!!!! All the services are somehow altered due to festive season..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness KL's public transportation is &lt;strong&gt;cacat&lt;/strong&gt;! which means there isn't any sophisticated way to check timetables for bus/ktm/lrt etc online.. Even if there is one, I doubt THEY WILL BE ON TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6524521811033588332?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6524521811033588332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6524521811033588332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6524521811033588332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6524521811033588332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/12/kepala-sakit.html' title='headache'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7629625993442780516</id><published>2007-12-14T13:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T14:14:04.662Z</updated><title type='text'>can i say that?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes there are things that I want to tell, but somehow I just can't tell, or not it will turn out to be a hurtful weapon..&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I have to speak carefully and think properly before i utter every single word to them..&lt;br /&gt;No, I am still the same Sue Mei as before I came to UK. I am still the same old self, at least from my perspective, I have never changed, not even a bit! But I can sense that people think I have changed ever since I stepped on this foreign land..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. It is really difficult to say "yes" for a question where my honest answer will be "no". But can I say no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or have I really changed????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7629625993442780516?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7629625993442780516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7629625993442780516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7629625993442780516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7629625993442780516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/12/can-i-say-that.html' title='can i say that?'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-4462863384875280333</id><published>2007-12-10T19:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:39:59.664Z</updated><title type='text'>End. Start.</title><content type='html'>My term 1 officially ended on friday, with 2 hours revision lectures from Mond. Expected him to do revision on more difficult topics but he ended up talking on the Set theory and Truth Tables for almost 75 minutes!! But I guess our class should actually appreciate his effort in giving us a revision class at the end of the term, though he is not our lecturer. Perhaps to save us from the barely-anyone-can-read-his-writings-on-the-boards-and-understand-the-lectures Moody? Moody was a dedicated lecturer though.. so that marks the end of the horrible (for me) Foundations modules.. arrggh!! Foundations. Ok I am not going to talk on Foudations anymore or not I will start cursing ppl again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday just started. Another two weeks before I go to London for the homestay programme. OMG! I just realise how insufficient amount of time I have to study and revise for the upcoming exams in next term! 3 days for the homestay programmes and I will probably stay in Chai Yee's place till new year! (Thanks ruth for your bed! haha!) I doubt I will revise there..Not that I will revise even though I will definitely bring my notes along. OMGOMGOMGOMG! One month holiday for me, but I just do not have enough time!! And... I still have a long long "undone stuffs" on my checklist!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buy tickets for london trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apply for oyster card&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out railcard.&lt;/strong&gt; OMG! I'm supposed to check out the rail price for eunice today! (Damn! I forgot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clean my room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top-up my mobile&lt;br /&gt;Sort out my lecture notes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do all the Foundation and Analysis worksheets&lt;/strong&gt; and perhaps econs worksheets that due ages ago?(Okayy in the end of the holiday, I will end up doing NONE. I know myself very well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read the Analysis and Foundation guides&lt;/strong&gt; and get all the nonsense proofs in my brain (zzz.. I wish I have the memory bread from Doraemon... Ok, the same thought. That was what I thought of on EVERY SINGLE EXAM EVE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stats Comp assignment&lt;/strong&gt; (zzzzzz....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sort out our accommodation for next year.&lt;/strong&gt; (Hmm.. what isn't there any 8-persons house in Cannon Park??)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What else? I don't know.. But I know for sure there must be some other things that I have left out... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chai Yee and Ruth a.k.a. LSE people have been saying how abstract Abstract maths is. (i.e. prove a+0=a) We doubt how this skill of "proving" stuffs like a+0=a and 2+2=4 can do us any good in our future jobs. "Analytical mind". that was my answer for it but Chai Yee has a better answer. "To twist facts till they suit what we want!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Yea! It is so true! I love her answer!! Well.. facts-twisiting.. it sounds more like the job of an accountant. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never know that I could one day end up being someone inconsiderate and irresponsible too... or perhaps i have stereotyped myself as someone who will never act incosiderably towards the others all this while?? Anyhow I learned my lesson and I swear I will never repeat the same mistake again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-4462863384875280333?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/4462863384875280333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=4462863384875280333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4462863384875280333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4462863384875280333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-start.html' title='End. Start.'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-4938829259188289058</id><published>2007-11-23T22:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:43:18.167Z</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>I&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ANNOYED&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing is fair in this world. And there is one more to go before term ends. But i can foresee what is going to happen again.. so screw it la..WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling the stress that have been built up since dont-know-when, today. The feeling is just so not right, horrible. I am not a person who gets stressed easily, or perhaps u would see me stressed up very very very rarely?!! The word "stress" is literally not in my dictionary.. But today is just not a right day for me.. Everything goes so damn wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot about the academic part, I am not really bothered by what other people doing anymore. AKU JAGA AKU SENDIRI PUNYA KAIN SUDAH CUKUP! But it is just so damn unfair! what to do? As if this world can be judged from a fair and clean perspective from the very beginning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to curse you people... Cursing is not my habit... Anyway, there are already others who are cursing you guys like hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and found a surprise letter saying my address is under investigation by the TV licensing enforcement ppl.. !!!^$#@#&amp;amp;@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw this as well, I am not that rich to reply them through post or phone, and I can't be bothered to call them up.. Anyway, I am not the only one receiving the bloody letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tidying my table, the stupid table lamp just died off out of a sudden! I tried to figure out what was going wrong with it, but everything seems ok, except the fact that it is not working.  So I reported the fault to the accommodation office... But the bloody stupid table lamp just came back alive again after I reported it!! So what?! that means I have to cancel my report on monday again ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I am in primary school now and not uni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-4938829259188289058?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/4938829259188289058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=4938829259188289058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4938829259188289058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4938829259188289058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/11/annoyed.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-5905981177868964422</id><published>2007-11-18T20:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:09:06.770Z</updated><title type='text'>it's snowing!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG!! It's snowing!!! SNOWINGG!!!! my first time seeing the real snow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get so excited!! especially after I have been doing my assignment since hours ago!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowwwww!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5905981177868964422?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5905981177868964422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5905981177868964422&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5905981177868964422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5905981177868964422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-snowing.html' title='it&apos;s snowing!!!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4585902669014343641.post-2641933203998489036</id><published>2007-11-18T12:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-18T13:45:35.299Z</updated><title type='text'>Almost two months now</title><content type='html'>Nasi Lemak dinner on friday in Wen's place was a real fun dinner, minus the unsuccessful sambal. In fact, it was fun looking at everyone getting on/off the bus and the queue seemed to be never-ending and also the whole big gang of us waiting at the Pool Meadow busstop waiting for Oli.... Quote what Z said, "Macam tour of Malaysians in UK". Quite true in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt from trying to cook sambal: Cili Kering must be DESEEDED.. If not, HAPPY EATING then. Haha! well, lazy bums like us never bother to deseed the dried chilli, until we realised the sambal was terribly bitter and spicy after we cooked it! Literally, it is unedible. Though eunice had taken out some of it and recook everything, adding lots of sugar, the sambal gets SLIGHTLY better, Wen still has a large tub of sambal sitting in his fridge waiting for him to finetune it.. Oh yea! Wen's flatmate is my supervisor! Got a real surprise when I saw him there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost two months in UK now.. What I have achieved or gotten so far? I don't know. Maybe Jo was right, we should have enjoy our lives as first year student more and get to know more people, rather than sticking head into our assignment sheets every weekend in our rooms without FAIL..and also the never-ending Malaysian-MORSE-students-sunday-midnight-convo.. How surprised and shocked Eunice and I were, when we got to know that the guy who commited suicide last year, was a MORSE student!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, I stumbled across the blogs of a few of my primary schoolmates.. They wrote great posts in Mandarin and I felt so amazed looking at the way they wrote in Mandarin. They certainly have mastered the language very very well.. I will never have the ability to write such wonderful passages in Mandarin. I think I fit very well into many people's stereotyped thought of Malaysian Chinese. "Malaysian Chinese are smart, they know at least three languages" But who actually knows, KNOWING the language doesn't mean you MASTER the language, just like me. Yea it is true that I know at least three languages, but I don't master any of them.. After leaving primary school, My ability of writing Mandarin passages has deteriorated so much, but instead I learnt to write better in English and BM. However upon leaving secondary school two years ago, I realised that my English level has deteriorated as well.. A1 in GCE O-level was just a plain lucky news for me. The best language for me back in secondary school was BM.. so what? as if BM is useful outside Malaysia? Even if it is useful internationally, I doubt I can ever write good BM like what I used to do in secondary school, that gave me the BM awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just hanging in the air, not reaching anywhere of the peak of languages.. But for many of my friends, though they are just doing well in only one language, at least they are ready to conquer the peak of it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2641933203998489036?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2641933203998489036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2641933203998489036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2641933203998489036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2641933203998489036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/11/almost-two-months-now.html' title='Almost two months now'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-2691413020875908258</id><published>2007-11-15T00:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:31:39.992Z</updated><title type='text'>Good luck ppl!</title><content type='html'>To everyone sitting for STPM now, good luck and my best wishes to you guys!!! and xivoon, I don't know whether u will be reading this, but I am still going to say the same thing as I always said to u, don't stress yourself up! Have faith in yourself and u will definitely do well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 1 ending soon for me.. but it just doesn't seem to be a fruitful one to me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but let's hope things will be getting better in term 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-2691413020875908258?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/2691413020875908258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=2691413020875908258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2691413020875908258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/2691413020875908258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-luck-ppl.html' title='Good luck ppl!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-4249541273831932651</id><published>2007-10-29T16:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:17:30.439Z</updated><title type='text'>destined?</title><content type='html'>Demise of Tan Sri Lim Goh Tong last week was a great shock to me... His story has been a legend to the Malaysians, and hopefully the legend of Genting Groups continues to blossom, despite the demise of her founder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND when I chalked upon the news that the brother of Angkasawan has passed away yesterday, I can't help but keep wondering how uncertainity lies ahead in one's life. No one can expect what's lying ahead of them. He was reported being admitted into ICU last week, and the next time when I read about him again, it is about his death..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where our lives and destiny lay in? Are we really the one who determine our destiny and future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the will of GOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-4249541273831932651?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/4249541273831932651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=4249541273831932651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4249541273831932651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/4249541273831932651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-one-can-expect-whats-lying-ahead-for.html' title='destined?'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-6783931284503865751</id><published>2007-10-28T11:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:58:15.826Z</updated><title type='text'>Update later...</title><content type='html'>Hello folks expecially KANG YUN and SEOK MEI! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to be able to log into my blogspot account to update my post in the past few days till now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think i will update more later.. I am doing my assignments now, due tomorrow and tuesday. How sarcastic to think that, people here will tell u to leave the section blank if u don't know the answer to it, even you can find the answer from the book, but u don't understand how the "book" gets the answer, while back in our place, we were taught to write just anything that you think might be be correct when u couldn't do it, just to TRY YOUR LUCK! Agree with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6783931284503865751?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6783931284503865751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6783931284503865751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6783931284503865751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6783931284503865751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/10/update-later.html' title='Update later...'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-5657414435674293320</id><published>2007-10-07T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T14:33:50.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hello from warwick!</title><content type='html'>hello ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially, I have been in warwick for one week and I have gone to a few lectures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment here in the uni is nice and cold, like those pictured in the postcards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea! I have got a nice room and BATHROOM with bathtub(nicer than win shi's one.. haha!!), and there are only two persons sharing a bathroom. Not a bad thing after all, looking at the fact that I previously dreaded the idea of sharing a bathroom. The greatest thing is the distance from my room to the bathroom is just two steps away, or a huge leap... So that's great!!  I don't have to walk all the way to the other end of the corridors to use the bathroom, unlike... ehem.. win shi again... The best part about my accommodation is it's the nearest one to the maths and stats building, and also TESCO!! Yea.. there is a TESCO just minutes walk away and I always feel pity looking at those who bought stuffs from TESCO and have to carry them back to their places miles away..Ok.. i am exagerrating by saying "miles away" but try imagine carrying food and groceries for one week and walk... it is not nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!! win shi, I know I have been pretty nasty to u in this post.. but u asked me to update mar... so here is the update la.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sharing a flat with another 7 persons, so far they are nice people...  2 chinese girls, one japanese girl, one seychelles guy, two mauritius guys and one guy from aku-tak-tau-mana-dia-dari.. The size of the kitchen is considerably small for 8 persons and unfortunately bad habits starting to show up after a few days, when people don't wash their stuffs and cutlery after eating..they just leave it there till they want to wash it.. What the..??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that is none of my business as long as I keep my own stuffs clean and tidy..Not being bothered to care about all these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still blur in the lectures... Talking about lecturers, is it true that lecturers do not have to wear formal clothes to class? It is like... one of my lecturers wore T-SHIRT and jean to the class.. and the T-SHIRT seems to be just taken out from the washing machine... kedut kedut one.. *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought 3 second hand books from the second hand book fair yesterday which cost me 38 pounds x 7 = almost RM280..I didn't buy many maths books as I considered them to be quite highly priced, but i regretted later.. should have bought more and sell them off next year at a much higher price.. my friends told me that all the maths books ran out so fast and so many people unable to grab one.. I was there earlier and there were still many books left.. Adoii.. should have bought more and I will definitely make good profit next year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind..will update u guys soon when i finish my assignment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5657414435674293320?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5657414435674293320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5657414435674293320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5657414435674293320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5657414435674293320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-from-warwick.html' title='hello from warwick!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7204234558567750597</id><published>2007-09-20T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:56:11.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood-less</title><content type='html'>The exchange rate went down today.. 6.96 for Maybank when I first checked after 9am. Ambank had not updated their rate at that moment, but I was speculating it to be somewhere around 6.94..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A COOL RATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just don't have time to buy it.. or I-AM-JUST-NOT-IN-THE-MOOD-TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Parkson in 1U to look for my jacket. NONE. Went to Jusco later. NONE. Went to parkson and Isetan in KLCC, NONE. But thankgoodness I found one piece in Sogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And luckily I don't have to go to Parkson in Sungei Wang to look for it. Never ever ask me to go to Sungei Wang/Low Yat to do window shopping or buy stuffs there if I have other alternatives (Price is still the biggest factor for me to visit these dreaded places, sigh..). I just can't stand the environment there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I know something today. Don't ever get yourself involved in this particular legal matter or not, be prepared to spend at least 40k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...Today is not a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I am not causing someone in the bank get fired today, or get lectured just because of me. I am feeling so guilty right now! But well, I don't know whether this lady at the customer service counter deserves to get some *small small* punishment for not knowing her bank well. I asked her whether is there any traveller cheque on sale TWICE during two different occassions and the reply I got "Sorry, we don't sell traveller cheque here." In the end, I have to write in their online customer feedback form to ask for their nearest possible branch which can sell me traveller cheque. Never actually expect someone to call me in the evening, to officially declare " the branch I went to earlier, is actually selling traveller cheques and they have sufficient amount for me." But the guy at the other end of the telephone was pushing hard to make me tell him which homosapien in their bank who told me no traveller cheque is on sale at that particular branch. According to him, apparently my feedback reached the headquarter of the bank and the headquarter treated my feedback as a "complain" (What the hell!) and he was supposed to investigate who was the one misguided me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never mean to complain anyone la... I just want to get my cheques, and that is the end of a chaotic story.. But the guy was just so persistent to know who is it, though I kept trying to assure him I am not making a complain and it is all fine now since I know I CAN GET MY CHEQUES THERE!!! But just can't tahan la... and I gave up by saying I consulted someone in the customer service counters and I am not going to pin-point anyone, though I know her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now??!!!! I still need to buy bank drafts and cheques from this bank and those bank people are really going to recognize me as the so-called one "making complain to the headquarter". I just went there two days ago to buy bank draft!! Hmm.. And I don't know what is the fate waiting for the lady who misguided me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me to go to other banks because this bank offers me the best available rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7204234558567750597?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7204234558567750597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7204234558567750597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7204234558567750597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7204234558567750597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/09/mood-less.html' title='Mood-less'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-6302949554761472342</id><published>2007-09-19T05:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T05:27:42.931+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Up!</title><content type='html'>The rate goes up today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea!! I save 28 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooucchh!! not the time to purchase pounds yet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-6302949554761472342?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/6302949554761472342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=6302949554761472342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6302949554761472342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/6302949554761472342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/09/up.html' title='Up!'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-5694604988948170364</id><published>2007-09-18T17:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:01:02.558+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One week left</title><content type='html'>I am here finally after numerous attempts to get myself into the posting page.... (*_*") Or I am just merely lucky to get into this page at this wee hour?? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just exactly one more week before I leave and thank goodness I am able to change the  flight departure date one day later, just in time for me to celebrate the Mid-autumn festival. For the past five years, Mid-autumn = exam period, and sometimes it was just so sakit hati to see kids playing lanterns outside my windows, while I am digesting hard all the stupid exam stuffs and also complaining why people from other schools got to finish their exam either earlier or starting later than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea! Finally I bought a bank draft for my school fees today after speculating the forex for weeks. 7.005 for DD. A real good bargain since the rate was at the stage of 7.1 ++ in the past two weeks. However I still need to buy pounds. Part of my heart hoping the rate will increase tomorrow, so I will feel happy for buying the bank draft at a cheaper price, but another part of mine is shouting for lower rates tomorrow, so I can start purchasing pounds. Contrasting. I will just say that I am not a risk-taker. I am not going to risk paying more for my bank draft, in case the rate really shoots up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I guess checking forex is going to be my future mornings' task..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..... i still have so many things to do and settle before I leave! Help!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5694604988948170364?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5694604988948170364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5694604988948170364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5694604988948170364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5694604988948170364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-week-left.html' title='One week left'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-5777749633964687685</id><published>2007-08-26T13:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T13:54:44.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>codes blue</title><content type='html'>I am still searching for the codes that control the font and size of my words in this postings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the size of all types of words in this blog can be changed but somehow they are not the one that I want to change????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyakk!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-5777749633964687685?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/5777749633964687685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=5777749633964687685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5777749633964687685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/5777749633964687685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/08/codes-blue.html' title='codes blue'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</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-4585902669014343641.post-7065096767603142386</id><published>2007-08-25T06:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T06:19:48.914+01:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~Hello~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hello Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just testing. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4585902669014343641-7065096767603142386?l=tortietabby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/feeds/7065096767603142386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4585902669014343641&amp;postID=7065096767603142386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7065096767603142386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4585902669014343641/posts/default/7065096767603142386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortietabby.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello.html' title='~~~~Hello~~~~'/><author><name>Sue Mei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03801483642983059512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
