<?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-8547915</id><updated>2011-07-29T04:56:39.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~complete and unabridged~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8547915.post-111206654593866120</id><published>2005-03-28T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:22:25.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, my last post was two months ago. Anyway, last night's tremors were freaky, ended up evacuating the building with my beloved housemates. Can't believe i actually took beebo with me, ah well, i guess at times like that you'll realise what is really important to you, just never expected it to be a big fat white hamster.  Everyone from uni was out on the streets within minutes, and from how everyone was acting, it was more like a street party than an emergency. It was priceless to see bernard half naked and running down 27 flights of stairs. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-111206654593866120?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/111206654593866120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=111206654593866120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/111206654593866120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/111206654593866120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2005/03/omg-my-last-post-was-two-months-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-110761852059287929</id><published>2005-02-05T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T08:11:32.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>$$angpows on the way!!!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, so this year is going to be the year of the rooster, hey, that means raymond's 24.haha. just a passing thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive back to Ipoh was surprisingly pleasant, no accidents, no jams, no impatient drivers, complete with entertainment in the form of lame jokes, courtesy from raymond no doubt, and the discussion about our love lives, or lack of it. Elaine was great company by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so here i am back home, and i brought my notes with me, but haven't touch them yet. Still trying to find a reason good enough to study while i can do better stuff like watch tv, or read a book, or play with my cousin's kids. You know, there's one things about relatives, its like u know them all your lives, but u don't know them at all, and sometimes it really feels like they're just strangers whom u see once a year. But i love my family, the whole extended bunch of them, being able to come home, a place to belong, sometimes i sleep better at night because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about sleeping, something's happening which is really beginning to freak me out. About two months ago, i was taking a short nap before dinner in my apartment, just as i was waking up, i thought i saw someone in my room, just right beside my bed. Of course it could have been either of my housemates but unfortunately i was the only tenant at that time. Well, it could have been just a dream, but this stupid particular dream has been reoccuring everytime i try to sleep during the day, only during the day. So its been two months now, and i haven't had a decent nap since then. I don't mind dreaming about strangers, but not in this spooky freaky way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, does it has to be so hot every chinese new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my condolences to Aiky, whose hamster passed away on the 3rd of february 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8547915-110761852059287929?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/110761852059287929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=110761852059287929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110761852059287929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110761852059287929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2005/02/angpows-on-way.html' title='$$angpows on the way!!!'/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-110658025099564601</id><published>2005-01-24T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T07:24:10.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    I suck. After two years in med school,  i'm not so sure if a doctor is really what i want to be for the rest of my life. Of course I'm not sure either if this is just a phase i'm going through. But somehow, I'm dreading the start of the new semester, the same way i used to dread school last time. Of course i didn't have a choice last time, but now, its something i chose. My biggest fear has always been regretting the choices i made in life, and just thinking about this gets me all panicky. Sooner or later I'll be having problems looking my parents in the eye, my wonderful supportive parents, who's working so hard just to get me through. So meanwhile, i shall cross my fingers and hope this is just a phase, or better still, take out my notes and start studying, maybe that'll get back my drive.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8547915-110658025099564601?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/110658025099564601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=110658025099564601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110658025099564601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110658025099564601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-110606049743333643</id><published>2005-01-18T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T05:57:27.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was looking at some pics that I took with some friends last hols and just realised that my appendectomy scar was so clearly visible. Shit, it was just there, a shiny white line just above my pants, and to think the surgery was done 13 years ago. Still remembered vividly the surgeon saying the scar will fade as i grow older, and instead, it just grew up with me. Never trust surgeons. A tattoo might help in covering it up though. Hey, i think thats an excellent excuse to get one, hope my parents won't flip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gp rocks. Fantastically ethical. Totally different from aiky's. Can't say the same about his patients though, most of them are elderly hypochondriacs. Phew, if u ever want to test your patience, just go into geriatrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beebo's getting older :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-110606049743333643?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/110606049743333643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=110606049743333643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110606049743333643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110606049743333643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2005/01/was-looking-at-some-pics-that-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-110473779316735401</id><published>2005-01-02T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T23:36:33.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>      My house is an ideal habitat for mosquitoes. This is the conclusion i made after staying here for two weeks, countless bites, and one whole tube of mopiko. I don't really how many species are there in Malaysia, but i have a feeling that all of them can be found here, in my house, number 21 persiaran cavendish, off kampar road, ipoh. So if anyone wants to study about mosquitoes and their life cycles, my house is open anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Was the fruit orange named after the colour, or was the colour orange named after the fruit? still couldn't figure it out by myself....hmmmmm. Chia ming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-110473779316735401?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/110473779316735401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=110473779316735401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110473779316735401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110473779316735401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-house-is-ideal-habitat-for.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-110416146210191431</id><published>2004-12-27T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T07:31:02.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>      Hmm, thanks to an overwhelming urge to go home that hit me last week, I decided to skip one week of rotations and well, go home. The problem now is this nagging thought of being in trouble when i get back to uni, afterall, i did miss two csu sessions and a couple of lab ones. Damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, received a rude shock this morning when reading the paper. Tsunamis in Malaysia? Its so surreal, I guess Malaysians can only be thankful that the casualty number wasn't in the hundreds or thousands. Getting a bit worried for Grace and her family who went for a cruise to Phuket on Christmas day, really really hope they are all right. What a thing to happen during Christmas season, lives lost, wreckage and destruction, grief and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   On a lighter note, i'm glad to know all my friends are having a good time and enjoying their holidays, it was great to come home and spend time with family and friends. Below is a conversation that aiky, cm, jack and i had on msn, something about cm not agreeing with aiky's latest post on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;amore?i m old.. says:&lt;br /&gt;u know gambling is illegal&lt;br /&gt;? amore?i m old.. says:&lt;br /&gt;but u still gamble&lt;br /&gt;Aiky says:&lt;br /&gt;exactly...&lt;br /&gt;CMingo says:&lt;br /&gt;duh&lt;br /&gt;? amore?i m old.. says:&lt;br /&gt;and is it wrong or right?&lt;br /&gt;CMingo says:&lt;br /&gt;because im chia ming&lt;br /&gt;? amore?i m old.. says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Aiky says:&lt;br /&gt;n some ppl will blog about u gamblig bcoz they feel strongly against it&lt;br /&gt;? amore?i m old.. says:&lt;br /&gt;nuff said&lt;br /&gt;CMingo says:&lt;br /&gt;but i dont blog about things dat will make my frens go jail&lt;br /&gt;? amore?i m old.. says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;suann says:&lt;br /&gt;come on he's not a friend&lt;br /&gt;? amore?i m old.. says:&lt;br /&gt;so now the gp is ur fren&lt;br /&gt;Aiky says:&lt;br /&gt;u think he'll go to jail just bcoz i blogger about it?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Aiky says:&lt;br /&gt;pls!!!&lt;br /&gt;CMingo says:&lt;br /&gt;so because he's not my fren, I CAN MAKE HIM GO JAIL?&lt;br /&gt;Aiky says:&lt;br /&gt;this gp has been doing abortions for 15 bloody yearS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;? amore?i m old.. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;CMingo says:&lt;br /&gt;so how about two days fren, 1 week fren, 1 month fren&lt;br /&gt;CMingo says:&lt;br /&gt;who SETS THE BLODDY LIMIT&lt;br /&gt;Aiky says:&lt;br /&gt;if he's to go to jail.....he'll have gone like ages ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just don't make sense....&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/8547915-110416146210191431?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/110416146210191431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=110416146210191431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110416146210191431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110416146210191431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmm-thanks-to-overwhelming-urge-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-110265770890340750</id><published>2004-12-09T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T21:48:28.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>   It's just amazing to see how one person can get sick in uni, and spread it to the others in a couple of days. Right now the sick count is about half of our batch, including those who are nearly well. So here i am, coughing my lungs out, and dribbling mucus out of my nose, sitting in the e-lab, typing away on the keyboard and hoping i'll spread the germs far and wide. hmm, maybe i'll even go as far as attending cg tonight and hope it'll catch on from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Having a really tough time finding someone to watch alexander with, having heard about the high level of gayness in the show from those who had watched it, my friends are now avoiding it like the plague, with the exception of tim, who said it was really good, this coming from a guy who's homophobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, i think i've touched the keyboard enough times to ensure the viruses stays on. merry christmas everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &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/8547915-110265770890340750?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/110265770890340750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=110265770890340750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110265770890340750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110265770890340750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-just-amazing-to-see-how-one-person.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-110026953637793265</id><published>2004-11-12T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T06:25:36.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hark the herald angels sing!!</title><content type='html'>   Singing in a big group is fun, more so if its with friends. Didn't regret at all joining aiky's church's 'caroling at shopping centres and hotels big thingy'..It even helped some people discover hidden talents, like singing completely off tune and still be blisfully unaware. haha, just jk. Friday night's around the corner too, for those non imu ppl, its a talent time thingy where med students entertain one another with their um..talents. Yup, thats right, this is the night where the beta blockers are debuting. ahem, i hope we can keep up with the standard set by hypertension, imu's own acapella pioneers..Damn, this is so not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go to kuching, hope the food there is as good as lena promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-110026953637793265?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/110026953637793265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=110026953637793265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110026953637793265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/110026953637793265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/11/hark-herald-angels-sing.html' title='hark the herald angels sing!!'/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-109938540076160329</id><published>2004-11-02T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T00:50:00.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY COW!!!</title><content type='html'>Lena, hope u will find happiness with your special someone, but don't neglect your studies yar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-109938540076160329?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/109938540076160329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=109938540076160329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109938540076160329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109938540076160329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-belated-birthday-cow.html' title='HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY COW!!!'/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-109902511565292243</id><published>2004-10-28T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T21:45:15.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bugger!!</title><content type='html'>     Just as twenty med students from imu M103 batch are eagerly planning and anticipating THE trip to kuching during hari raya hols, the AAD(academic affairs department) HAS to drop a fizzler on us by declaring that the summative that we were supposed to sit for BEFORE the hols are now being postponed AFTER the hols, the reason being it's one day before deepavali. Now i'm not complaining about the date of the test but more of the incapability of the AAD on planning our timetable. This people should not have placed the summative one day right after deepavali in the first place. And so now there's twenty people stuck with already bought plane tickets to kuching, and five people from kuching who's going to get stuck with twenty people in their houses for five days, aah.... the beauty of it. Maybe we should have study groups there, probably more peaceful and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-109902511565292243?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/109902511565292243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=109902511565292243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109902511565292243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109902511565292243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/10/bugger.html' title='bugger!!'/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-109867030491667479</id><published>2004-10-24T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T01:09:36.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Insomnia's my best friend, thought he doesn't visit me often, without him i wouldn't have the time to think about serious things in life like religion, relationships, and what should i wear the next day. So it was 1 a.m. and i was still lying in my bed,wide awake, listening to my neighbours' ecstatic cheers while watching the MU arsenal match. Despite waking up the previous morning at eight and being out the whole day, i still couldn't sleep. So in circumstances like this i usually A: get something to eat, B: get my hamster something to eat, C: bug my housemates(if they're still awake of course) and D: when i'm desperate, start studying, which never fails in inducing extreme drowsiness. But despite all my efforts i will usually end up sleeping two hours before my alarm is due to ring, and i'll go through the day half dead, wishing i can skip pbl csu whatever it is i'm supposed to attend and go home and SLEEP, which is what i'm going to do right this instant, skip my remaining two lectures and go home and SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling i won't be able to sleep tonight..again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-109867030491667479?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/109867030491667479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=109867030491667479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109867030491667479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109867030491667479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/10/insomnias-my-best-friend-thought-he.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-109670807213310395</id><published>2004-10-02T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T02:07:52.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boo..</title><content type='html'>    Human beings are weird, really weird. Chanced upon a site on phobias and found out there’s actually a phobia of phobias, called phobophobia. How screwed up do you have to be to have that I wonder. Surprisingly, out of the hundreds of phobias listed here, there’s no fear of fruits, something which lena definitely has. So I’ve came up with my own term for that fear, aptly named fructophobia, and hopefully someday when I’m a fully fledge medical personnel, might be recognized for it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Among the more interesting phobias that exists is this fear of getting peanut butter stuck to the roof of your mouth, called arachibutyrophobia, how in the world did they come up that. And then there’s lutraphobia, or fear of otters, something that’s useful, only if u happen to be a clam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Trying to find something for my pbl here, and failing miserably, ah well, at least i tried.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8547915-109670807213310395?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/109670807213310395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=109670807213310395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109670807213310395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109670807213310395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/10/boo_109670807213310395.html' title='boo..'/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-109662245365776733</id><published>2004-10-01T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T02:20:53.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>     Just read 'tender is the night'. F. Scott Fitzgerald's a genius, but sometimes u have to wonder if his talent was bred from his crazy lifestyle, his drinking and depression, or being married to a beautiful but increasingly insane woman. Its surprising what the human mind can achieve when pushed to the brink by despair and desperation, so maybe those trying times in life might bring out the best in someone, or the worse. If you have the choice to choose between a life which is mundane and mediocre, but safe and comfortable or a tortured existence for which you'll be rembered for, which one will it be? Anyway, this are just random thoughts, having problems gathering and sorting them out lately, sort of feel faded and um..nonexisting. Been quite a while since something or someone has made me feel truly alive, hope this is just a phase. Ok, nuf about me, since today is aiky's b'day i shall write her a song, or poem, or verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          um..hmm...maybe next time, it's hard to rhyme aiky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-109662245365776733?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/109662245365776733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=109662245365776733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109662245365776733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109662245365776733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-read-tender-is-night.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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-8547915.post-109661965538420335</id><published>2004-10-01T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T01:34:15.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>      After a few months of procrastinating, i've finally set up a brand new blog. Phew, this's not easy i tell you. Anyway, today's Aiky's birthday! Happy 21'st b'day housemate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8547915-109661965538420335?l=imperfectsa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/feeds/109661965538420335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8547915&amp;postID=109661965538420335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109661965538420335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8547915/posts/default/109661965538420335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectsa.blogspot.com/2004/10/after-few-months-of-procrastinating.html' title=''/><author><name>su-ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03004366915246343647</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>
