<?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-6246657</id><updated>2011-07-31T14:42:37.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossiping My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>435</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-5893308723743225644</id><published>2010-10-07T02:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T03:18:02.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Say, She Say I Say I Dont Know...</title><summary type='text'>Im Lost and lost the will to carry on..Im giving up.. but im holding on..Im weak yet Im doing nothing..I dont even know why i go Uni in the first place. First is to do something proud and I achieve it.But now...It's so like going to uni for the sake of going to uni.Study for the sake of study..Eat for the sake of eating...People ask me questions about IT, I dont know how to help them.How many bps</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5893308723743225644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5893308723743225644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2010/10/he-say-she-say-i-say-i-dont-know.html' title='He Say, She Say I Say I Dont Know...'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-7828768711338029929</id><published>2010-07-29T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T23:59:44.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Saying What I Feel..</title><summary type='text'>why is it that i always feel that every choice i make in my academic is a bad choice?Like choosing Yio Chu Kang Sec, Choosing NYP, Choosing IT as my diploma, Choosing Bioinformatics as my specialty and now choosing NUS as my university. The NUS CORS system is already giving me a headache, why cant it be just like NTU which follows the poly system where they just allocate the modules for you to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/7828768711338029929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/7828768711338029929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-saying-what-i-feel.html' title='Im Saying What I Feel..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-7715883547240043783</id><published>2009-08-17T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:13:34.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Want RT!</title><summary type='text'>Hope I pass this Thursday TEST! Mus Chiong to the   Max!! I DONT WANT RT!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/7715883547240043783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/7715883547240043783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-want-rt.html' title='Don&apos;t Want RT!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-8854660626762291024</id><published>2008-09-15T05:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T06:23:10.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlistment!</title><summary type='text'>Wah, finally it's here - the day of my enlistment.As Expected, couldn't really sleep well last night. It is always like that, on the first day of school, first day of job and first of everything. Bet i can't really changed this.LOL.Dad opened the door just now and was surprised that i was awake and tot that i was up all night playing the computer. Thanks but i need my slp but most funny thing was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8854660626762291024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8854660626762291024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/09/enlistment.html' title='Enlistment!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-5445451471377668935</id><published>2008-08-17T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:58:11.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mega Farewell Party Picnic</title><summary type='text'>As mentioned that we're going to move on to the next chapter of our life, my colleagues had planned to have a mega farewell ''party'' for everyone. (err.. well almost since less than 20 came). We had chosen ''Picnic'' and the destination was at the eco lake(within the red circle) in botanic garden, which is FREAKING far from the tanglin entrance (within the black circle) but the location is good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5445451471377668935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5445451471377668935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/08/mega-farewell-party-picnic.html' title='Mega Farewell &lt;s&gt;Party&lt;/s&gt; Picnic'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-816850883076876422</id><published>2008-07-10T17:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:47.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, My Colleagues and My Callers..</title><summary type='text'>FYI for those who don't know, i have quitted my Customer Service Officer(CSO) job and im FRREEE!! Free from hearing those nasty callers who called in and make life difficult for us however, for some of them, i can totally understand why you're doing so but will definitely NOT do wad you guys did unless being purged to the maximum or served by a cso who has bad attitude like SOMEONE i know in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/816850883076876422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/816850883076876422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-my-colleagues-and-my-callers.html' title='Me, My Colleagues and My Callers..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SHXWRN-EIkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9L1ppM1IdZ0/s72-c/n522137785_975912_2966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-4836433975011559754</id><published>2008-04-07T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:48.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Fast Updates</title><summary type='text'>My singing aunt came back from Japan last Wednesday and she bought me some gifts: A Good Luck charm from Tokyo Qing Shui Shi.(Andrew say this charm have to go the temple there once a year to get new one. Hmm..) 2 pairs of socks bought from a shop that sells Disney stuffs.*give weird look at the pair of socks with a small white kitten printed on it.*lol, she is so cute la. Buy me the kitten with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4836433975011559754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4836433975011559754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-fast-updates.html' title='Some Fast Updates'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/R_ouTUDUoZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IzpjxSWDrbE/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-8036239704201978729</id><published>2008-03-27T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:55:59.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Apple...</title><summary type='text'>You Are an AppleYou are strong, powerful, and even a bit stubborn at times.You have enough strength to help those around you in trouble.You are adventurous and charming. Many people are drawn to you.You love life, and you enjoy traveling the world. You enjoy fine food, art, and culture.People have accused you of being a snob, but that's not accurate.You do enjoy the best things in life. Unlike </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8036239704201978729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8036239704201978729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-apple.html' title='Im Apple...'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-4685660342792043619</id><published>2008-03-23T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:03:19.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im pleased to announce that i have gotten the...Diploma with Merit(DwM)!!omg, it is a dream come true for me.I have been aiming for this since Year 2 and omg.. i have gotten it.Thanks to one of my Bioinformatics Classmate, Augustine, who told me via MSN, typing his starting line 'hey, congrats.'My 1st reaction to this line was what-is-there-to-congratulate-with? I didnt think that it was possible</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4685660342792043619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4685660342792043619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-pleased-to-announce-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-1602480728968368821</id><published>2008-03-18T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:34:34.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Poly Result</title><summary type='text'>Year 3 Semester 2 results is going to be out on Wednesday but it will be announce today at night, mostly after 10pm onwards. This is the last time that i will be going to school e-services and check out my poly results.Hope i get at least B+ for both Industrial Placement Project (IPP) and Final Year Project (FYPJ).Both stands for 3 modules each sia, so please give me at least B+. A will be better</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/1602480728968368821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/1602480728968368821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-poly-result.html' title='Last Poly Result'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-4724956181925529558</id><published>2008-03-17T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T01:12:52.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JYYJ!</title><summary type='text'>In less than 8 hours time, will be the start of my IBM rational 6.0 websphere certification course.Thus..JYYJ!Jia You, YingJie!JIA YOU!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4724956181925529558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4724956181925529558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/jyyj.html' title='JYYJ!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-6472936041441067215</id><published>2008-03-13T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T17:10:49.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luv You IBM...</title><summary type='text'>Im so happy now, look at this:Hi All,Congratulations! You have successfully registered for the IBM RAD6 Certification course.The course details are as follows:Date : 17th March 2008 (Monday)Duration : 4 daysTime : 9am - 5pmVenue : CL8Good News! IBM will be giving us a FREE test for this round, which means you do not need to pay anything at all for the certification!See you there!For those who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/6472936041441067215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/6472936041441067215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/luv-you-ibm.html' title='Luv You IBM...'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-8720756536539549103</id><published>2008-03-08T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fake Family's Outing</title><summary type='text'>"A Saint once decreedThat a man must agree to a woman's proposal today.Give me a sign.."Watched 'The Leap Years' with Xuannie and Shu Yun on Wednesday at Bishan Cinema. It is a romantic, nice and sweet movie and it is worth to watch it. I think it is the another version of 'the cowherd and weaving girl' except that this time, they do not meet once a year. Come to think about it, this is actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8720756536539549103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8720756536539549103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-fake-familys-outing.html' title='My Fake Family&apos;s Outing'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/R9Kel8p_t1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pBAWcNbLBiE/s72-c/twees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-177883155219040325</id><published>2008-02-20T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:09:17.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poly Life? Over..</title><summary type='text'>FYPJ is over like 5 days but for me is 3 because i went back on Monday to give my supervisor, Ms Lo, the fypj report. Still remember from week 1, when i know that i will be doing grid-computing, i have been whining and whining till week 12's presentation, where everything sums up and ended. Pretty amazing isnt it?So fast, 3 years of poly life is over; gone like a puff of smoke. Im actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/177883155219040325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/177883155219040325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/02/poly-life-over.html' title='Poly Life? Over..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-5243366777041095816</id><published>2008-02-09T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:12:07.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Demo</title><summary type='text'>A little demo by me and xuann when the connection was lagging on 29th of Jan:A way to be nice to people that you don't want to talk to in MSN - is to speak anything that comes to your mind , even if it makes no sense.Let me show you an example:` YingJ sent 29/1/2008 11:03 PM:u buy CNY clothes le ma?`~xuann 11:03 PM:nw i oso dunno u toking wat what thing which i haf said` YingJ sent 29/1/2008 11:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5243366777041095816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5243366777041095816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/02/msn-lesson.html' title='MSN Demo'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-3952160940668874453</id><published>2008-01-23T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:43:02.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STAY TUNED...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/3952160940668874453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/3952160940668874453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/stay-tuned.html' title=''/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-8063489418770498600</id><published>2008-01-14T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:48.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reincarnation..</title><summary type='text'>Do you believe in reincarnation?Do you ever wonder what is the process of it?How do we actuallyknow that we will become human in our next life?Is it like wheel of fortune where you spin the wheel and then where the pointer points to 'human', then you will be human again in your next life? or what?Okie..Let me un-reveal the secret behind based on the VCD i watched last week.P.S: If you feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8063489418770498600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8063489418770498600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/recarnation.html' title='Reincarnation..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/R4uRuxajdSI/AAAAAAAAADo/DIWZ9qmjcVI/s72-c/Image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-833608503313530244</id><published>2008-01-06T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:18:19.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream? Possible?</title><summary type='text'>Which course should i pursuit if i am able to enter NTU?Psycology?Computer Science?Business and Computing?Should i worry about this now?Because i havent even complete my fypj and there might be possibilities that i might not do well for this semester which leads to not being able to go. Moreover, even if i am qualify to go NTU, i still have to pass the Qualify English Test (QET) before i even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/833608503313530244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/833608503313530244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2008/01/dream-possible.html' title='Dream? Possible?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-4073163444583309904</id><published>2007-12-19T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T02:39:19.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decemeber 2007 First Update..</title><summary type='text'>To Housewives:Ever wondered how to keep your toilet bowl clean @ all times?Always faced the problems of guys not aiming properly when peeing?Well, have no fear. The solution is here and is currently being used in one of the cubicle in one of the toilet in sch.Check this out:What a "BRILLANT" solution right? hahah. Just so happen that i managed to discover this when i was going to change into my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4073163444583309904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4073163444583309904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/12/decemeber-2007-first-update.html' title='Decemeber 2007 First Update..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-9105284173779769082</id><published>2007-11-27T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:49.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYPJ? Kill Me bah..</title><summary type='text'>Well, fypj is kinda SUX because i got the project that i dread the most; having to get in touch with grid computing is complicated and difficult. Argh! 10 of the bioinformatics student coming back for this period, i so "heng" ganna grid computing. I really dont understand why they put me in this project cause 2 of the bioinformatics students, their last sem project is grid computing while im not.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/9105284173779769082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/9105284173779769082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/11/fypj-kill-me-bah.html' title='FYPJ? Kill Me bah..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/R0wyOSEVWII/AAAAAAAAADI/J0Nr02e_wpQ/s72-c/er_xin_bear.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-7712805808526661019</id><published>2007-11-26T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:39:32.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute for FYPJ</title><summary type='text'>my fypj is officially starting in 8 hrs time, so let me write some last minute wishes before it start, hopefully the one controlling my fate may consider it.I wish:I am not postd to Blk RMy fypj partner is not the one that i have been avoiding. someone that i can click withMy project name is seen wrongly.Have a supervisor that is nice and approachableHope there is not much obstacles in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/7712805808526661019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/7712805808526661019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-minute-for-fypj.html' title='Last Minute for FYPJ'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-3883882723342354161</id><published>2007-10-24T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:54:24.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love with SUPERDOG</title><summary type='text'>I did something extradionary today. Yesh, after 7 weeks have past i have finally made a decision to go Vivocity for lunch today.Although it is like not a very big deal but still im glad that i actually went ahead because eating alone at the nearby Cafeteria is already so poor thing but eating at the same Cafeteria for e whole of ipp? NO WAY MAN! That why i have been looking forward to find 'hao </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/3883882723342354161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/3883882723342354161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-love-with-superdog.html' title='In Love with SUPERDOG'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-756083566181985523</id><published>2007-10-19T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:03:21.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picto-Personality Test</title><summary type='text'>The Picto-Personality TestIn the future you will be very wealthy. You have the ambition and the drive to make a lot of money.Take this Test at QuizGalaxy.comSounds like Prue in the tv show - Charmed. Rich and successful but has no time for love; a workaholic to be precise. But i think she is happy.So who cares, i can buy anything i want and definitely will buy myself a villa and make it like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/756083566181985523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/756083566181985523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/picto-personality-test.html' title='Picto-Personality Test'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-5566421140467737395</id><published>2007-10-15T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:25:19.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So LOVED.</title><summary type='text'>I know it so already so longg and i should blog it on the exact but i just can't pull myself to blogg; has been lazy you see. haha. Anyway this year's birthday was rather simple, although alot of circumstances occured but still, im contented and happy.21st September 2007, a very special and important day to me (if not for you, then you pretend it is also) and i was extremely thrilled and cant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5566421140467737395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5566421140467737395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-loved.html' title='So LOVED.'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-5487691261963055579</id><published>2007-09-04T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:39:45.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Luv My Mummy</title><summary type='text'>Due to that thing that bothers me the day before my ipp officially starts, it is expected of what will end up to me - tossing and turning in bed until late in the night. Still remember that night before everyone had turned in, i asked my mum no matter what she must wake up about the same time as me the next day, so as to cheer me up on my first day. Sadly, her reply was 'dont want la, i want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5487691261963055579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5487691261963055579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-luv-my-mummy.html' title='I Luv My Mummy'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-1579674829269759614</id><published>2007-09-02T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:50.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Time</title><summary type='text'>okie, i gonna admit now. Im feeling jittery all over. The thoughts that tomorrow is my first day of my attachment really sent jitters right down to my spine. I feel exactly the same as what i felt in those few freaky minutes till i get to see my O Level results. Damn, its killing me. PLEASE HELP ME STOP THIS THING!!Went to kbox on thursday with bear and ed. It was the first time that the three of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/1579674829269759614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/1579674829269759614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-first-time.html' title='Our First Time'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/RtrMU6RoRVI/AAAAAAAAABw/VyJa_FjnXTE/s72-c/PICT0198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-2270708044715841295</id><published>2007-08-07T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T17:07:22.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone United!</title><summary type='text'>FINALLY! project presentation is over, yesh! time to take a few days break to sleep, eat, play like nobody's business before i have to begin studying for my exams. Oh My, its so feebleminded can. For IT year 3,My track and i think Internet Mobile were the last one to finish their exams, 27th AUG! Can you imagine how lonely we have felt to be the last track to finish while the rest is like happily</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2270708044715841295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2270708044715841295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/08/everyone-united.html' title='Everyone United!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-4782523483445173856</id><published>2007-08-06T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T01:25:51.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acting The Right Age?</title><summary type='text'>You Are 19 Years OldUnder 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.30-39: You are a thirtysomething at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4782523483445173856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4782523483445173856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/08/acting-right-age.html' title='Acting The Right Age?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-2880698237711075072</id><published>2007-08-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:51.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Loonnnggg Update..</title><summary type='text'>hello hello, anyone still bother to come here? lolx..well, today i dont know why i have the urge to post an entry. So yup, let's start cracking!It already so fast, this semester is coming to an end. Oh my, im about to graduate in half a month time and next i'll be preparing to go for NS(yikes,gonna waste 2 years of my time)! Anyway, i think throughout the 3 years in NYP, the place i'll missed the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2880698237711075072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2880698237711075072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-loonnnggg-update.html' title='Another Loonnnggg Update..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/RrX0FvdYqLI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jADzR47eMes/s72-c/Image019.1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-4517419287983287286</id><published>2007-06-12T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T02:05:10.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love Type = INFP</title><summary type='text'>Your Love Type: INFPThe IdealistIn love, you crave a long term, harmonious relationship.For you, sex doesn't come quickly - it takes time for you to open up.Overall, you are supportive, nurturing, and expressive.However, you tend to be shy and protective of your personal space.Best matches: ENFJ and ESFJWhat's Your Love Type?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4517419287983287286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/4517419287983287286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-love-type-infp.html' title='My Love Type = INFP'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-1387912763487435329</id><published>2007-06-04T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T09:38:11.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months update</title><summary type='text'>Cheeroz! 2 months plus never update my blogg. haha.Have been busy coding my Open Reading Frame(ORF) finder program lately. For the assignment, we have to build/code a program which is able to take in as many differnt file format of DNA as possible, namely : Genbank(Click here for e.g.), Fasta(Click here for e.g.) and SwissProt.First of all we had to extract out the DNA sequence and find 1) the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/1387912763487435329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/1387912763487435329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/06/2-months-update.html' title='2 months update'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-5272273910332247967</id><published>2007-04-28T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T16:44:13.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of Week 2 in School</title><summary type='text'>nothing much to highlight except for ytd's Comm Skills lesson. Finally met this Mr Ricky Puru, first impression of him was strict, rigid and serious. In addition dull. Indeed, he is what i think he would be. He spent 1hr30mins just spend on breifing us the ICA and the assignments, and the remaining 30 mins going through chapter 1. What a unique way of starting the 1st lesson. Hmm.. So happen ytd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5272273910332247967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5272273910332247967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/04/summary-of-week-2-in-school.html' title='Summary of Week 2 in School'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-7904085492491202871</id><published>2007-04-22T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:19:23.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of Week 1 in School</title><summary type='text'>Wednesdayhad a bboorrringg and ddull lecture by Ms Teo but luckily time flow quite fast. I think she is abit nervous as she is abit tongue-tied and mixed up some of the content. Next is lab session @ L.424 and i notice that most of the pple faces a prob which is error message saying the harddisk is missing, and indeed there's a large hole or i should say space on the CPU, the place where the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/7904085492491202871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/7904085492491202871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/04/summary-of-week-1-in-school.html' title='Summary of Week 1 in School'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-6897489089570607375</id><published>2007-04-16T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T00:02:54.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of Year 3</title><summary type='text'>same thing as usual, trying very hard to sleep last night. It was until 2-3 am in the morning till i sleep? didnt know why this always happen when the next day is school reopen day. Well, was awaken @ ard 4-5am in the morning by my dad who close the bathroom door so hard til like telling the pple sleeping that he is using the toilet now. LOLX..1st day of school, it did went well but quite malu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/6897489089570607375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/6897489089570607375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/04/1st-day-of-year-3.html' title='1st day of Year 3'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-6999097953720711388</id><published>2007-04-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:38:57.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Year 2 Holidays is officially ooovvverrrr, omg i'm so anxious and worried now. i am going to face a whole new semester and also a brand new class. OMG, feeling butterflies now. For this holiday, well i really enjoy it to the fullest - SLACK SLACK SLACK. Watching late night movie and sleep at anytime i want is a way of luxuorious life for me. but good things always came to an end, tmr. everything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/6999097953720711388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/6999097953720711388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/04/year-2-holidays-is-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-5663250102756365139</id><published>2007-03-20T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T15:59:27.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Cool Slideshowstata! the above fotos was taken during the trip to Genting Highland. :)first and foremost, did you all miss me day and night 24 hours day? if yes, thank you and congrats else Shame on you &amp; how could you do this to me? lolx.. jkjk.well, the coach to Genting was fine except thatthe messaging function is down and worst, only i'm the one! poor me. but luckily the coach back to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5663250102756365139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/5663250102756365139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/03/embed-idcircles-namecircles.html' title=''/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-2967751785172750435</id><published>2007-03-10T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T19:30:43.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Start For Me.</title><summary type='text'>Few days back i was watching this ch 8 4.30pm tv show which is my mum's favourite, due to i'm bored and nothing to do, i joined her. In this show, i learn from a little boy a few phrases which i think it is very interestinghere it goes:没有知识，也要有常识。没有常识，也总该有看电视。the reason why the boy said this was because his new classmates tease him about him not having a father whereas actually his father was the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2967751785172750435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2967751785172750435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-start-for-me.html' title='A New Start For Me.'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-6240398854845420070</id><published>2007-03-10T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:43:34.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Entry For The Day.</title><summary type='text'>Another entry for the day. Reason being no want to mixed with the previous entry else the feeling will be abit weird. If it doesnt for you, i apologise for that.In the morning, brought my sister to school because she had prefect meeting @ 8am and too i'm going to Inland Revenue Authority of Singapore (IRAS) building with Leslie and Clement due to my CCA. i dont know why we need to report to IRAS </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/6240398854845420070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/6240398854845420070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-entry-for-day.html' title='Another Entry For The Day.'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-2855180975996141836</id><published>2007-03-07T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:09:05.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidaee...</title><summary type='text'>yea! the moment that i've been waiting since the start of semester 2- H-O-L-I-D-A-Y-S! this holiay mostly i do was staying up late at night playing games or watch tv else i just be a 'cute' pig whereby i'll just nap, sleep, nap and sleep. Just luxurious life i had. well, gotta spend this holiday till the fullest as i believe after the next semester, you gotta hear/see my complaning that my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2855180975996141836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2855180975996141836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/03/holidaee.html' title='Holidaee...'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-8557657535583109453</id><published>2007-03-06T13:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:07:42.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Devil..</title><summary type='text'>You are The DevilMateriality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition.Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8557657535583109453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/8557657535583109453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-devil.html' title='I&apos;m Devil..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-2347156455272655966</id><published>2007-02-18T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:08:24.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Rouge</title><summary type='text'>You Are RogueYou're reluctantly special. In fact, you long to be normal.You consider your powers to be a curse, and something you can't control.Powers: absorbing other people's memories and abilities, weakening and killing people with your touchWhich of the X-Men Are You?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2347156455272655966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2347156455272655966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-rouge.html' title='I&apos;m Rouge'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-3115733165681569952</id><published>2007-02-18T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:52:51.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year 2007</title><summary type='text'>First of all, i wish everyone : A Happy Lunar New Year 2007. Wish all your dreams come true and success in everything you do.had an urge to give my friends a call to wish them happy new year last night and yes, i rang them up and just say 'Happy New Year'. Some are happy, some find it bo liaoz? while some still can accomodate me, join in the craze that i've created. Funny was, some actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/3115733165681569952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/3115733165681569952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-2007.html' title='Chinese New Year 2007'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/RdhJPspIsEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w3vjrM1kgFk/s72-c/200px-SIMS2SEpcPFTfront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-3094257858609402751</id><published>2007-02-16T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T01:19:54.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Choose LOVE!</title><summary type='text'>You Would Choose LoveMoney may buy a little happiness, but not the happiness of true love.You rather have a true soulmate than a private jet.And while many people may claim they would choose love too...You're one of the few who would really do it.Would You Choose Love or Money?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/3094257858609402751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/3094257858609402751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-choose-love.html' title='I Choose LOVE!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-2774885555361291865</id><published>2007-02-16T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T01:14:06.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Mood</title><summary type='text'>Every day, every hour, every minutes, every seconds, every milliseconds and so on and so forth, i dont feel like studying.. why? why? why?where has all the exam spirit gone to? oh my world, slacking for like dont know how many freaking days. what worst is SWENG is like 6 days time and i'm still here dilly dally, dont want study? what's wrong with me? what's wrong?ahh...so 'xuete'(shit).argh!okie,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2774885555361291865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/2774885555361291865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/02/lost-mood.html' title='Lost Mood'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-117057014892877174</id><published>2007-02-04T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:22:28.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>累.Tired.累.Tired.累。。</title><summary type='text'>I don't why but i feel so tired. i am really 累 le, i just don't have the mood to do anything now. Going out :      No MoodStudy for exam : No MoodPlay game :      No Moodi really don't know what wrong with me. All i want is just sleep, slack and watch TV and let time just flies without realising. Sometimes i wonder if it's because of the project or was it a signal to tell me to take things easy, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/117057014892877174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/117057014892877174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/02/tiredtired.html' title='累.Tired.累.Tired.累。。'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-117056892302678150</id><published>2007-02-04T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:02:03.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Friday..</title><summary type='text'>Friday woke up @ 6am in the morning as my group has a meeting later @ 8. Memories had been flooded into my mind especially those that happen in my year 1 life in NYP; having to wake up at this hour so that i will be able to reach school just in time for c-maths lecture. Haha.. it's really had been long since i wake up so early just to go to school.reach school around 8.0+ and first thing i do was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/117056892302678150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/117056892302678150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/02/about-friday.html' title='About Friday..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-116793897788033626</id><published>2007-01-05T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:29:37.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>90% fulfilled my New Year Resolution</title><summary type='text'>Suddenly have this feeling to blog. So let's start!School has started and well, have been doing my projects err..regularly? from holiday till now, i've been stuck in 'Adminisrate Projects' use case. i find that i'm abit slow in terms of coding which i dont know why either. hmm.. gotta find ways to boost my speed as no much time left due to the 'MARVELLOUS' DMID module which LOVES to hold </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116793897788033626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116793897788033626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2007/01/90-fulfilled-my-new-year-resolution.html' title='90% fulfilled my New Year Resolution'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-116757087348454807</id><published>2006-12-31T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T21:15:29.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2007 Everyone!</title><summary type='text'>Happy 2007 everyone! :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116757087348454807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116757087348454807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-2007-everyone.html' title='Happy 2007 Everyone!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-116603125127884407</id><published>2006-12-14T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T01:34:11.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internal Fight Part 2</title><summary type='text'>And then, i went to mit Madeline to pass her today's J2ee tutorial notes and apologised to her for coming late. Told her the incident and she was abit shocked and dotx.. haha..  finally xt and co. decided to go to Lv6 tutorial room where Mr Gilbert will teach xt how to install the program, and then xt will teach her sister how to install it the correct way. So up we went to one of the tutorial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116603125127884407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116603125127884407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/12/internal-fight-part-2.html' title='Internal Fight Part 2'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-116542973027224967</id><published>2006-12-07T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T02:29:17.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internal Fight Part 1</title><summary type='text'>01.12.2006Today quiz was easy as all i did was to copy from the screenshots that i've printed out days ago. And so surprisingly, i'm the second to walk out off the lab for both classes. Well, actually some of them had finished theirs, it just that they would rather stay in the lab and stare at the blank? lolx..Was sitting on the bench outside lv.5 with gek seng waiting for the next lesson to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116542973027224967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116542973027224967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/12/internal-fight-part-1.html' title='Internal Fight Part 1'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-116482067053913397</id><published>2006-11-30T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:17:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After One Month Anniversary and Few Days Later..</title><summary type='text'>Haha.. so long never blogged le - One month and countless day anniversary! wee! Let's see, what i've to write, oh okie.. here i go:school started for like almost one month and practically it has been getting very complicated, hard to read what my classmates are thinking. But one thing i felt so funny was they actually labeled us as hypocrites while actually they're the one who started it first - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116482067053913397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116482067053913397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/11/after-one-month-anniversary-and-few.html' title='After One Month Anniversary and Few Days Later..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-116149391799788144</id><published>2006-10-22T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:11:58.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Of Sem 2 Life..</title><summary type='text'>16.10.2006was very reluctant to go to sch as the just the tot of my klz, who they are really hold me back to go to school. I'm not madd  but sad, it feels so hurt deep within so sad yet painful. I jus dont understand why and how could they be liddat but stil  i went to sch wit a weeping hart. Upon reaching the sch, i sighed. "Why isst that holidae ended so early?" i asked myself. Practically </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116149391799788144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116149391799788144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/10/days-of-sem-2-life.html' title='Days Of Sem 2 Life..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-116028788789060572</id><published>2006-10-08T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:14:06.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th LOM Anniversary Photos!</title><summary type='text'>Here Are Some OF the Photos Taken:The AltarFront Board DecorationBack Board DecorationGroup FotoHaving Refreshments</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116028788789060572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116028788789060572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/10/11th-lom-anniversary-photos.html' title='11th LOM Anniversary Photos!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-116003333612316804</id><published>2006-10-05T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T15:28:56.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Days</title><summary type='text'>opsy daisy, so long neva update. :pokie, so blogg abt thing that i think are special to me. heex..20.09.1988todae is my Birthday eve. Haha.. i knw what you gg to sae : "Since when there's Birthdae eve?" well, almost nothing is impossible u knw thus i can have a birthdae eve. Heex. Stil can remember two days ago when both my sista and mum were about to go to bed, i went in and to disturb them but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116003333612316804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/116003333612316804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/10/special-days.html' title='Special Days'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115857577398167079</id><published>2006-09-18T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T18:38:54.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tmr. Present!! I Want iT!</title><summary type='text'>haha.. wad's tmr present u might ask? it is to pass my Java certificatione exam and get e cert! hope i can get it tmr., me not very greedy - no matter high or low jus let me can the cert, i'll be very content. it's realli amazing, it seems as though the course jus started ytd rather den one week ago. Been thru  9 lessons and gaining alotx (hmm..quite alotx) of knwledge of Java. In between stil </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115857577398167079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115857577398167079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/09/tmr-present-i-want-it.html' title='Tmr. Present!! I Want iT!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115736925566439903</id><published>2006-09-04T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:27:35.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky Cheeky..</title><summary type='text'>didnt sleep at all last nite, totally jus tossing and turning in my bed. I even went to the extent of sleeping on the floor and den back to my bed, kick my blanket and push my pillow down the bed too. Haha.. jus want to try all means to get to sleep as i nid to wake up 6.50am todae for JC. I told pek and she told me is becuz i was too thrilled after playing rounds of solitare showdwn with her. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115736925566439903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115736925566439903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/09/cheeky-cheeky.html' title='Cheeky Cheeky..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115719459266533836</id><published>2006-09-02T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T19:15:22.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seagull's Dream</title><summary type='text'>Holidae started last saturdae or shuld i sae last fridae after my last ppr - dbms. Didnt celebrate the arrival of the holidae after that but went to J8 with Leslie to shp for awhile before heading home. Well~ mum has been not feeling well recently, thus most of the tym pple called, my mum are unable to answers as she was asleep.Last tym she complain kidneys area pain and went for x-ray but was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115719459266533836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115719459266533836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/09/seagulls-dream.html' title='Seagull&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115565600068304985</id><published>2006-08-15T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T23:33:20.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slackin Like Nobody's Business..</title><summary type='text'>6 days more and i'll be having my 1st paper but somehow i dont feel so worried abt it, everyday i am either feeling lethargic or i am feel lazy; dont hab a sense of urgency to go revise my work. Managed to finish revising my Data Structure(DS), memorising the codes and see the logic but got a call todae from xt dat dere's more to mit the eye as i heard she went to memorise the api, the definition</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115565600068304985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115565600068304985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/08/slackin-like-nobodys-business.html' title='Slackin Like Nobody&apos;s Business..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115506045860848719</id><published>2006-08-08T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T02:20:33.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LuV C.R.A.F.T!</title><summary type='text'>Ytd i was very tired, tired til i slept @ 7.30pm til todae 9.30am. haha.. i knw what you will think, i'm a pig right? haha.. yea! It could be due to sleeping @ 3.30am last Sundae and waking up ytd @ 6am as we nid to submit the softcopies of our OOADPJ project to the Q drive by 9am. But in the end, we submitted @ 9.05am due to some integration prob.Wake up todae @ 9.35am and immediately went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115506045860848719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115506045860848719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-luv-craft.html' title='I LuV C.R.A.F.T!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115400808396135359</id><published>2006-07-27T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:55:36.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legion Of Mary 11th Anniversary Mass!</title><summary type='text'>Let's tok about ytd. Went back school at 1.15pm after our trip to amk central for our lunch and some shopping. The sun was blazing hot and the road back to school seems never ending, it's very strange though as normally our trip back was very short or have i been hallucinating for the past few tyms? hmm..Was on our way to the club rm, we saw Alex, our President, coming out from there and told us </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115400808396135359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115400808396135359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/07/legion-of-mary-11th-anniversary-mass.html' title='Legion Of Mary 11th Anniversary Mass!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115316234490441372</id><published>2006-07-18T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T02:52:25.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Cheated!</title><summary type='text'>ytd was a bad dae for me and Leslie. We went for the Carmelite Mass @ Carmelite Church but before dat, we went to Harbour Front Banquet for our lunch. After deciding for a long tym on what we want to eat, we finally chosen the Malay Stall.'Makan makan?' the lady of the stall asked.'Rice, Give me rice please', i replied and waited for her to get a plate of rice and asked what i want for my side </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115316234490441372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115316234490441372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/07/were-cheated.html' title='We&apos;re Cheated!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115278577390515681</id><published>2006-07-13T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:32:44.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Out Of The Shadow!</title><summary type='text'>Realli didnt want to hab one entry which tok about this person in my klz but i jus cant find a good way to cool myself dwn without doing this. argh~!xt xt xt..my mood for the day always ended up in school is always bad. Surprisingly, i can still stand her for e past one year in NYP; i'm impressed of myself very much! it jus recently dat i cant bring myself to even tok to her -just keep mum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115278577390515681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115278577390515681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/07/walking-out-of-shadow.html' title='Walking Out Of The Shadow!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115203651205767439</id><published>2006-07-04T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:08:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Wrong With Me?</title><summary type='text'>All my days i could feel dat my life is full of anger and sadness. I'm angry and sad by wad others did. I wished to be perfect but i cant, i want to be more understanding yet i become emotional. 02 July 2006Seriously, i'm unable to figure out whether xt is telling us the truth that she had contracted e illness called Depression or not as hers is her weird case, going ard publicising that she had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115203651205767439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115203651205767439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-wrong-with-me_04.html' title='What&apos;s Wrong With Me?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-115097026743299865</id><published>2006-06-22T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T18:04:24.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Things</title><summary type='text'>it's been a month since i last blogged, wonder wad was wrong with me haha. Blame it on my laziness, it's his fault - always make me dont feel like blogging! *Lame Just a few days ago, i've been thinking, thinking about e events that occur and wad i did in my life. I have my sweet moments and as well bitter ones, i did stupid things and as well make smart choices but one thing i came to realise </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115097026743299865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/115097026743299865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/06/unexpected-things.html' title='Unexpected Things'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114977558507138829</id><published>2006-06-08T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T22:06:25.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bag Snatcher - Alert!</title><summary type='text'>finally all my practical tests are over, no more staying up late @ night to revise for tests! totally Free! no pressure, no stress but tons of relaxation for me to enjoy - i suppose. well, todae pracs test was very frastrating! dat stupid eclipse program kept failing me.. e compiler in sch indeed sux! dey didnt set it properly which is the reason y such things occur. I was so furious dat i hit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114977558507138829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114977558507138829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/06/bag-snatcher-alert.html' title='Bag Snatcher - Alert!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114961204606239721</id><published>2006-06-06T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:46:34.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of this and that..</title><summary type='text'>1st of all, i wanna say is please dont treat this entry as i'm showing off wad i hab. thx!I become one of the top 10% student last semester and i can sae dat it realli shocked me cuz i believe it's jus pure luck dat my results can be so good. it is just so unbelievable as my results since young had been so-so, nt much thing to be proud of. To me, i didnt consider myself as one of the Top 10% as i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114961204606239721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114961204606239721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/06/mixture-of-this-and-that.html' title='Mixture of this and that..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114924153008075078</id><published>2006-06-02T17:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T17:48:25.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Frenz Theory</title><summary type='text'>well, there's so much thing going on lately and it's funni how things ended up esp. my frenship. Yet common but so many changes. Here i go:Those dat i want to be their frenz, become my frenThose dat i want them to be my frenz, become my frenThose dat i think i want to be their frenz, become my frenThose dat i think i want them to be my frenz, become my frenThose dat i think dere's no chance we'll</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114924153008075078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114924153008075078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-frenz-theory_02.html' title='My Frenz Theory'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114779974975600859</id><published>2006-05-17T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T01:15:49.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying hard..</title><summary type='text'>stay up late last nite to blog about my caterpie, so swwet of me. haha.. in case you dont knw, i've copy and paste the content i wrote in my public blog here. Well~ since i begun the topic of my public blog, i hereby wanna proclamied dat www.bedtimepups.blogpspot.com is here to crap again. The reason why i want to name it back the same name was to save the trouble of you guys to change ur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114779974975600859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114779974975600859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/05/praying-hard.html' title='Praying hard..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114779791166028045</id><published>2006-05-15T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:45:11.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Caterpie..</title><summary type='text'> awww..isnt this caterpie cute? This is my close pal in klz - G.S! He is nw offically belongs to me; my 1st pokemon! But come to think of it, it was kind of disappointment to hab a caterpie as the 1st one where ash and gary can hab Pikachu and Charmander. Y? ME?Sigh, since fate wants it this way, i think i shuld jus accept it! :(Alright, here's a more detail of G.S, My Caterpie:His Nickname is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114779791166028045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114779791166028045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-caterpie.html' title='My Caterpie..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114744805031897248</id><published>2006-05-12T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T03:08:52.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Fool!!</title><summary type='text'>First of all, i wanna wish my three faithful visior a Happy Vesak Day!! Yea, did ya enjoy this holidae? i think i truly did, i sleep alotx todae! heex, to make up for those loss of sleep for the past few days but yet, i still feel so sleepy.. *yawns.k, let's go to the main topic i gonna sae:  10 May 2006manage to get 3 hrs or less sleep as i've been spending my tym revising for todae's quiz since</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114744805031897248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114744805031897248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/05/stupid-fool.html' title='Stupid Fool!!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114667671353040289</id><published>2006-05-04T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T01:18:33.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners In Crime..(Final Epsiode)</title><summary type='text'>finally its e crucial moment: Will Randy leave or Stay?. The surrounding was so awfully quiet dat you could hear e sound of a pin dropped on the floor. No one breathe a word as everyone was waiting for Gek to announce his final decision. We waited for more than 2 mins till Adnan, our hero, broke the silence and asked Randy about his previous behavior and his views on the task allocation.No was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114667671353040289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114667671353040289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/05/partners-in-crimefinal-epsiode.html' title='Partners In Crime..(Final Epsiode)'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114613307993118039</id><published>2006-04-27T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:18:00.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners In Crime.. (Part 2)</title><summary type='text'>As soon as i hanged up the phone, xt sent me a sms saying dat she would like to call off the idea of having Randy out of the group so as to prevent any unnecessary troubles dat may soon to come. I heave a sigh of relief and was glad that she managed to straighten her thoughts.Without hesitation, i sent an sms to Chern to tell him about it. Ahh.. at last, i can have a peaceful n beauty sleep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114613307993118039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114613307993118039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/partners-in-crime-part-2.html' title='Partners In Crime.. (Part 2)'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114598601403322603</id><published>2006-04-25T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T02:28:11.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners In Crime.. (Part 1)</title><summary type='text'>lately there has been a discussion between Gek, Xt and me : Shuld Randy Be Out Of Our Group? I was totally against it when this starts to occur and i had been trying all my means to persuade them to call off e idea; telling them dat we could tap his knwledge. Dont get the wrong idea dat i was planning to use him as a tool, it was jus an excuse.It all started ytd when xt, criminal No.1, told us </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114598601403322603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114598601403322603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/partners-in-crime-part-1.html' title='Partners In Crime.. (Part 1)'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114529690892593356</id><published>2006-04-18T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:02:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Dae Of New Semester..</title><summary type='text'>Wasnt realli sure if i wanted a haircut but still went after i've cut my nails. 1st thing she did when she saw my hair was exclaimed in surprised, "Wow, ur hair so thick!" i was curious by her reaction cuz dat's was e reason y i asked her to "jian bao". I wondered if i've give e right instructions on hw my hair shuld be cut, wad i told her was "jian bao" and "xiu yi xiu" but in e end, she cut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114529690892593356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114529690892593356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/1st-dae-of-new-semester_18.html' title='1st Dae Of New Semester..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114517015140877110</id><published>2006-04-16T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T14:58:40.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidae Dont GGGooooo..</title><summary type='text'>stil couldnt believe dat i'm going back to sch tmr.a myraid of  times i kept questioning myself, "Holidae ended?" sobx.. i hope tmr. will neva come, more holidaes! more holidaes!! i still want to stay up late to watch teebee and play comp games and wake up late e next dae without worrying abt my studies. Maybe i shuld find one spell dat allows time to reverse to the day our holidae begin.. wahaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114517015140877110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114517015140877110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/holidae-dont-gggooooo.html' title='Holidae Dont GGGooooo..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114510426193244635</id><published>2006-04-15T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T20:31:44.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Will You Find Love?</title><summary type='text'>You are always happy.  You might find love at one of your favorite hangouts.  WHich might be the mall.  You could just bump into him/her and just start dating.Take this quiz!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114510426193244635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114510426193244635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-will-you-find-love.html' title='How Will You Find Love?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114443552829121715</id><published>2006-04-08T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T02:52:50.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Frenz Lost!?</title><summary type='text'>was planning to go to bed but e incident of me forgetting jin an's b'dae kip floating in my mind thus i decided to unwind here else i would hab difficulties in slping.I realli couldnt catch wad's she is thinking. I admit dat it was fully my fault dat i've forgotten such impt date but it wasnt intentional. I felt very guilty and blame myself quite a no. of times when i saw wad she wrote on her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114443552829121715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114443552829121715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-frenz-lost.html' title='One Frenz Lost!?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114432180916798381</id><published>2006-04-06T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T19:10:09.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Solved!</title><summary type='text'>Was very surprised dat i managed to slp @ 11pm last nite as i tot i would hab difficulties in sleeping. 1st tym slping early during e holidae makes me hab two nightmares str. in a row, one was about me retaking all my sec 4 subjects and had to go back to Y.C.K.S.S to attend lessons while the other one was me going to be killed by a wolfman. Lolx.. both were silly dreams but causes me to hab </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114432180916798381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114432180916798381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/mystery-solved.html' title='Mystery Solved!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114424316630030272</id><published>2006-04-05T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:19:28.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bygones be Bygones?</title><summary type='text'>I accompany my cousin to the nearby crowded bus-stop to wait for her bus and upon our arrival, i saw a grp of boys in their uniform kept looking @ my cousin as we walked pass them. I couldnt help but giggled in my hart and told my cousin dat she attracts alotx of attention. It's true as whenever those uncleswho walked pass us, they will always focus their attention on her. wahaha.. My cousin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114424316630030272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114424316630030272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/bygones-be-bygones.html' title='Bygones be Bygones?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114409119355729288</id><published>2006-04-04T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T03:06:33.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYP Service Sux..</title><summary type='text'>mum woked me up in the morning @ 9am todae as we nid to pray to our ancestors. I could hardly open my eyes and find it hard to leave my bed as i slept late last nite. After much struggling wit myself, i finally managed to get out off my bed and went to prepare myself. After our breakfast, we(me and my cousin) could not help but fall to the mercy of our bed. Finally!! i'm back to my sweet and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114409119355729288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114409119355729288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/nyp-service-sux.html' title='NYP Service Sux..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114391345733992781</id><published>2006-04-02T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T01:56:53.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool!?</title><summary type='text'>i know it's over 12 midnight but i still want to sae 'Happy April Fool's Day'!So.. did you guys have fun playing pranks on ur frenz or sadly being pranked by others?wahaha..recieve few sms by frenz but too bad, i'm too smart, i didnt fall for their tricks. Lolx..ya, i know dat i was being bhb. whaha..alotx of negative and bad thoughts hab been flooding my mind the whole dae, the scene of being </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114391345733992781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114391345733992781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-fool.html' title='April Fool!?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114374120612104248</id><published>2006-03-31T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:17:28.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Over</title><summary type='text'>my cousin came over n stay since the last two daes and we've been telling each other how our life had been, not forgetting those memorable incidents we had. Moreover, one or two idiotic warlocks or witches(kind words for bastards n bitches) we had encountered as our daes goes by. Other den pouring out some of our joys and tears, we too played e computer game - 'The Sims 2' till it was ard 3am e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114374120612104248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114374120612104248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/staying-over.html' title='Staying Over'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114348281269799354</id><published>2006-03-28T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T02:07:07.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What type of person is drawn to you?- Understanding!</title><summary type='text'>         What type of person is drawn to you? (Amazing anime pics!)  Understanding: You two will probably know that you were meant to be from the moment you meet each other. They understand you and will be kind out of heart without wishing anything in return. They love to see you happy. You are probably a lot like them too! Even though they may not be the hottest of the bunch, they are openminded</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114348281269799354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114348281269799354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-type-of-person-is-drawn-to-you.html' title='What type of person is drawn to you?- Understanding!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114338334573882862</id><published>2006-03-26T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:34:20.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder &amp; Ponder</title><summary type='text'>well, i'm jus one more day nearer to sch reopens. The thought of going back to school kills my mood to hab fun as i'll hab tedious projects to work on, the outcomes of my hardworks and not forgetting the soon-to-come exams near the end of the semester. But that's okie, i'll try to nt think about those thoughts i mentioned abve n truly enjoy my remaining holidaes. Realli wish that holidaes wont </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114338334573882862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114338334573882862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/wonder-ponder.html' title='Wonder &amp; Ponder'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114314067690518911</id><published>2006-03-24T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T03:04:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life rated G!</title><summary type='text'>My life is rated G!Your life is rated G!What is your life rated? (MPAA Scale)Take Other Caffeine Nebula Quizzes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114314067690518911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114314067690518911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-life-rated-g.html' title='My Life rated G!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114312134729658544</id><published>2006-03-23T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T21:51:27.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gd choice?</title><summary type='text'>my beauty sleep was disturbed by mum's call @ 9am as she wants me to help her record her favourite teebee show. Went to bed again as soon as i hang up the phone but was awaken nt long becuz of my hp alarm. i am supposed to go to ed's hse todae @ 11am but to tell you the truth, i realli dun feel lyk going becuz i'm too tired, jus want to went back to my lala land but a promise is a promise, so i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114312134729658544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114312134729658544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/gd-choice.html' title='Gd choice?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114303061217253582</id><published>2006-03-22T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:40:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V.S Sad</title><summary type='text'>Tuesdae, 21st March 2006Modules COMPUTING MATHEMATICS 2-A INTERNET APPLICATION DEVELOPMENT-DIST COMMUNICATION SKILLS 2 -A DATA COMMUNICATIONS &amp; NETWORKING-A IT INNOVATION PROJECT-A OBJECT-ORIENTED PROGRAMMING USING JAVA-A Marketing 2-A                                            woke up upon hearing my hp alarm clock rang. Was feeling okie but alittle bit nervous..same thing happen- negative </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114303061217253582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114303061217253582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-vs-sad.html' title='Happy V.S Sad'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114285598781847563</id><published>2006-03-20T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T19:59:47.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Closer..</title><summary type='text'>times flies very fast.. and soon i will be getting back my sem 2 results oredi, heart starting to beat very fast and negative thoughts are flooding all over my mind nw..someone pls help me!!! More and more butterflies are felt in my stomach now.. guess i shuld go and play some games to relac myself dwn and temporary distract myself.. hope i can score with soaring colors!! heex..oh ya, panda2 this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114285598781847563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114285598781847563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/getting-closer.html' title='Getting Closer..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114277889042678454</id><published>2006-03-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T22:38:22.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Nervous..</title><summary type='text'>didnt imagine it will be mondae soon, todae gonna end lerr.. i began to feel the presence of butterflies in my stomach oredi, wonder how i did for this sem. Good or Bad!? but wadeva de results might be, i hope i can win Gek..wahaha..cuz we two are like competing against one another so i cant let him win me..bleahx!! but my main concern is dat i'm able to pass all my modules and promote to DIT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114277889042678454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114277889042678454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/getting-nervous.html' title='Getting Nervous..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114268463236553856</id><published>2006-03-18T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:28:15.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good or Bad!?</title><summary type='text'>Fridae, 17th March 2006went to SengKang Polyclinic @ ard 10plus in the morning to remove the stitches..the indian nurse is "v.cute" because she asks me was it todae dat i shuld come to remove e stitches after she had screened thru the blue paper given to me from e hospital. she remove the bandages as if she was opening present, kiping riping off the scrotchtape v.hard and was pressing v.hard on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114268463236553856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114268463236553856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-or-bad.html' title='Good or Bad!?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114195557783589074</id><published>2006-03-10T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:39:04.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradise!?</title><summary type='text'>         Where does your Paradise Lie? (amazing pictures)  Self Paradise!WOW! You've got self-paradise. Paradise for you is what you make it. You don't need to be anywhere or do anything to be in paradise. You do you best to live each day like a vacation. Your sense of self attracts people to you, and you'll never come up short in the friends department. You may speak your mind to the tee, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114195557783589074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114195557783589074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/paradise.html' title='Paradise!?'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114183969958815366</id><published>2006-03-08T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:38:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Memorable Incident</title><summary type='text'> Blood Stains..My Hand Stained With Fresh Blood...*smirk!a murder case took place!? haha..went to open the 'rou ding' tin can for consumption but deng deng.. it so tight n hard to open! but managed to open it but strange, how cum i feel pain in my right hand middle finger? when i looked @ my finger, i saw fresh, crimson blood flowin out from e cut profusely. the cut was deep and i guess 4/7 of e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114183969958815366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114183969958815366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/memorable-incident.html' title='An Memorable Incident'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114175178382020975</id><published>2006-03-06T02:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:23:23.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddies Outing..</title><summary type='text'>Before Makeover:yx, edwin, meSome of the Fotos taken todae:After Attending Makeover:100% satisfactory guaranteed!!See our radiant smile? Dun hesitate, come to y.j makeover shop!!In Cineleisure Cinema TheatreMe, EdwinSee How Our Life Hab Changes? More Confident &amp; of cuz happy!!Wake up @ 9am todae, counted as early for me as i usually 10.30-11.30am den wake up de. haha..me is a pig. after styling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114175178382020975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114175178382020975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/03/buddies-outing.html' title='Buddies Outing..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114109112658379590</id><published>2006-02-28T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:49:15.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days More!</title><summary type='text'>Gd news! Gd News! my exams ending in jus 2 days. Wahaha..finally i can slp till as long as i want without worrying about havent revise for any particular modules n too play till i drop. Swweeettt~! haha..Computing Maths2 was hard.. the standard between the previous year paper and this year paper had a great differences. Was totally stressed out when i saw the qns in the qns papers, they suddenly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114109112658379590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114109112658379590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/02/2-days-more.html' title='2 Days More!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114051496240078965</id><published>2006-02-21T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T17:56:29.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Me A Favor</title><summary type='text'>Hey guys,If you all are free, please help me do a survey about me can?http://kevan.org/johari?name=Puji/.Also, Those who know:Leslie :http://kevan.org/johari?name=Seong_WooShereen:http://kevan.org/johari?name=shereen_963Thanxs alotx!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114051496240078965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114051496240078965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/02/do-me-favor.html' title='Do Me A Favor'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114016247949331697</id><published>2006-02-17T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T15:48:47.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Exams Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Few days more till EXAMS!! *stressed.. comm skills exam i could sae should be able to pass cuz i totally jus wrote craps for my letter of inquiry and i bet the marker will spot alotx of grammar mistakes and poor sentences structures. hehe.. after attending the maths tutorial todae, i totally found out that i almst knew nth about maths @ all except for the hypothesis testing and the confidence </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114016247949331697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114016247949331697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/02/pre-exams-thoughts.html' title='Pre-Exams Thoughts'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-114016144378331158</id><published>2006-02-17T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T15:49:02.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Color Of My Personality - White</title><summary type='text'>You are white. A little too naive and pure yet veryrighteous. You would never do others harm andyou have a strong sense of right and wrongwhich you would never betray. Conservative,conventional, and kind, you get along quitewell with people. Some consider you toinnocent and simple yet you consider these tobe good qualities.   What Colour Is Your Personality? (Purty Pictures and longish answers) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114016144378331158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/114016144378331158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/02/color-of-my-personality-white.html' title='Color Of My Personality - White'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-113984089473941664</id><published>2006-02-13T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T22:28:14.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadded</title><summary type='text'>Todae, my big dae. Two presentation str. in a dae, one is marketing and one is java. kip tossing and turning in my bed last nite.. and was abit freak out by e 'work' of my discman. It played my cd @ 4am in the morning..and i was awaken by the music becuz it sounds like someone screaming, haha. i was wondering where the music came from but managed to find out it's my discman who is the culprit. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/113984089473941664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/113984089473941664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/02/sadded.html' title='Sadded'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-113884646670898842</id><published>2006-02-02T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:14:26.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring but Fun Outing..</title><summary type='text'>went to mit edwin str. after sch as we are going to watch 'Cheaper By The DoZen 2' @ Cineleisure. Was quite surprise to see edwin change hairstyle le.. look so different. haha..next we went to mit bear and to my surprise, he went to dye/highlight his hair. The two of them hab changed so much, lolx..toopid me! it's been more than 3 months since we last met, of cuz will change right? :Psome funny </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/113884646670898842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/113884646670898842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/02/tiring-but-fun-outing.html' title='Tiring but Fun Outing..'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6246657.post-113844354280553885</id><published>2006-01-28T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T18:20:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!!</title><summary type='text'>Wow, so amazing and i couldnt believe it. It's Chinese New Year eve todae..so fast one yr hab gone. was pretty headache ytd as it was our last time to choose our prescribed elective, i struggled alotx between C++ and VB.. i even go to the extent of using Love Calculator.*Embarrased..after much persuading by GS to choose VB and oso sending me the file to play with VB application, i decided to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/113844354280553885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6246657/posts/default/113844354280553885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tilthelastgoodbye.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!!'/><author><name>Puji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SBCiK0zKdPU/SKeiWZqPTEI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2guDvbWJdDA/S220/14406431319000l.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
