<?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-6805284</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:21:58.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why am i a girl?</title><subtitle type='html'>Zany Hester .. lolx..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-10913349748030364</id><published>2004-07-31T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T06:56:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was sort of a mini party at home yesterday, yumei n her sis came.. while my sis's frens came... woah it seems like the house's occupied by mum's grandchildren... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea why all the sudden im interested in registering for the basic driving theory test. Most probably gona head down to sign up for it next week. meanwhile save for a car...... which model? hehe.. no idea.. im not fussy over the model as long the car catches my attention.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who has idea where to get a huge procelain 'pigglet' coin bank- do tell me...i wana it get it = ) so far, dom is the only one who saw it before.. when he passed by 'precious thoughts' in Tampines Mall'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-\break/-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nite' : fell asleep this afternoon from reading the BTT book which i accidentally found it...(cant believe i actually have it...) , cant help it.. i was so bored and plus it was raining heavily... nice weather to slumber...*lol* it's rather interesting to learn about road signs.. gona register for the test at 'Yio Chu Kang' next wed with sin yee... *yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. a fren jus told me , she changed her name as well as her email to 'little tiny red &lt;a href="mailto:bra@blah"&gt;bra@blah&lt;/a&gt; blah.com'hahaha... i thought i read wrongly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-10913349748030364?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/10913349748030364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/10913349748030364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/there-was-sort-of-mini-party-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-109103281640482162</id><published>2004-07-28T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T09:40:16.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling tired after hanging out tutoring whole day long..gee... met up with devi at causeway point.. took 2pictures with her and some of her solo shots.. yea,&amp;nbsp; guess im saving more pictures for my scrapbook. A scrapbook which will be filled with lots and lots of memories.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not another chalet..&amp;nbsp;was informed that there's a chalet, organised by&amp;nbsp;pri classmate..but im all so coped&amp;nbsp;up,&amp;nbsp;gathering&amp;nbsp;with TP ex-classmates,&amp;nbsp;dinner date&amp;nbsp;request by another NUS grad gf&amp;nbsp;whom i've paired with succesfully with a guy fren. *sense the sparks flying* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be watching&amp;nbsp;Ella Enchanted with Sinyee tml..nachos...*drools* boy, do&amp;nbsp; i like the&amp;nbsp;hot and cheesy cheese&amp;nbsp;sauce.hehe..&amp;nbsp;Last but not least... my room is still not packed.. more items are strewn around. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-109103281640482162?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109103281640482162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109103281640482162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/feeling-tired-after-hanging-out.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-109090335982234847</id><published>2004-07-26T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T22:07:25.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YABA-daBaDoO... my last day of work in sicc will be 7august (saturday) finally! *ultra super wide grin* I can start on&amp;nbsp;lose weight and toning up programme, havent been working out for ages! urgh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene passed me two male hamsters yesterdae. Boy, are they cute and adorable. Very tame as well. They merely lick the fingers, wont bite at all. They are for Yumei's sister... Waiting for them to drop by my house this saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, today's the last Chemistry exam. Must confess- im utterly unprepared. I've been living in a pig sty for these few days. Room's in a mess..didnt realised it until i start searching high and low for certain things.. gona redeco the room.. since it's the school holidays nw~ oops...i meant aft the exam. haha..one whole month.. woOo..gona take up more students... preferably gals.. boys are just way too playful.. *shakes head* lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-109090335982234847?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109090335982234847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109090335982234847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/yaba-dabadoo.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-109067095705319063</id><published>2004-07-24T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T05:28:43.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'tick tock' time's running out, 2more days till bio paper. *gritting teeth*&amp;nbsp; was revising a two topics - Virus and genetics. Surprisingly, i could absorb what i was revising. Still left Evolution, Carbon, Immunology, etc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and two of her frens are joining talent time in their primary school.. *coOl*&amp;nbsp; they're gona dance with the rhythm of one of S.H.E's song. S.H.E's songs always tends to bring me some past memories.. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sold my ipod and ordered in advance&amp;nbsp;a mp3 player.. Eh, my own layout's&amp;nbsp; gone.. *mysteriously* so decided to&amp;nbsp;choose the list of templates given.&amp;nbsp;Borrowed some books from the library yesterday... *boOkworm* im so into reading these days cant help it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-109067095705319063?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109067095705319063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109067095705319063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/tick-tock-times-running-out-2more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-109050805418561842</id><published>2004-07-22T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T08:17:26.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right now,im kinda burning midnight&amp;nbsp;oil for my essay,which will be due tml evening (if not i'll fail the whole module) and the chances of me staying at home tml would be slim coz&amp;nbsp;i'll be&amp;nbsp;traveling about to&amp;nbsp;tutor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days till bio paper and im doom for it. i only managed to focus 20% on the revision. *prepare a tomb for me* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good news im looking forward will be my days left in sicc. By August, by hook or by crook i must get out&amp;nbsp;of there, once the replacement staff can start work independently. That would be the best Birthday wish for me *say a silent wish* Well, besides that im hoping to get Zen Touch (mp3 player) hahaha fancy buying a rewarding present for myself.. i can discard my ipod.. since my ipod charger and accessories had been stolen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird..i tend drink more water by using a straw. Right now, my blue bottle has two white straws, which looks kinda artistic..*sniggle* hmm.. wonder if there's glow in the dark straws in the supermarket coz that would be coOl!&amp;nbsp;*silly grin* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to catch my students' attention&amp;nbsp;by giving them crosswords puzzles to do as a break from doing their boring exercises' questions&amp;nbsp;in their assesment books. Well, their response was pretty good, coz they enjoyed doing them. *phew* hahaha..actually i myself, was doing&amp;nbsp;them online in the office as 'time killer' *shh..* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite back to my essay... wont wana be a zombie tml would i ? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-109050805418561842?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109050805418561842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109050805418561842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/right-nowim-kinda-burning-midnightthem.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-109015481760997858</id><published>2004-07-18T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T05:59:40.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im listening to Five for Fighting's song- alrite... it's kinda of catchy tune -abt everything is alrite, never felt better in my life- i've no idea why suddenly im coped with lots of thoughts in my mind...but the only thing that 'cling' to my mind would be&amp;nbsp;my exams whereas the rest&amp;nbsp;doesnt seems to matter to me. watched mean gals with Sinyee on friday,&amp;nbsp;gotten caught by the cinema's staff coz i was eating Long john's take away combo meal.It gotten&amp;nbsp;confiscated till the end of the show..so much as for being such a wet blanket and liar! That staff says will put it in the warmer..but by the time they return it back to me, it was cold.. *pants on fire* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum just created a new 'junk food' haha..well, probably semi healthy, i was eating a bitter flavoured chocolate bar&amp;nbsp;(given by a fren who bought it from her europe trip) while mum was eating grapes. She requested for a bite from mine with the grapes.. well..the outcome seems quite 'delicious'...the rest of that bar..ended in my sister's stomach. *gee* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the gym on friday..kinda crowded hence not much motivation to workout.. merely ran on the treadmill and did some simple weighs lifting.. as usual the gym is always dominent by the males..though saw a few cute ones.*hehe* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-109015481760997858?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109015481760997858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/109015481760997858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-listening-to-five-for-fightings.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108988236037607436</id><published>2004-07-14T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T02:06:00.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like it has been rainning for past few days.*hehe* coz i've been dragging myself out of bed to work despite of the rainy weather. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108988236037607436?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108988236037607436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108988236037607436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/looks-like-it-has-been-rainning-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108969401421341827</id><published>2004-07-12T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T21:50:57.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Had a haircut last week- Gee no matter how i style my hair.. it doesnt seems to spike up. haha now i know why, according to hairstylish "mR Dom" i forgot to blow with the hairdryer to make it stand. *Oops* Shall try that the next time, well practise makes perfect. im into a wild and spunky image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Oh no* my semester's exams are around the corner- (countdwn: 1.5 wks) Had a study session with Charlene at the esplande yesterday. Intially Kris called before i met up with Charlene,wanted to drop by to hang out and have a drink/chat.. but awhile later he changed his mind due to the heavy downpour. *saved by the rain* coz in the end, Charlene and i landed up in the food court and had fun studying Chemistry. hehe..i've also gotten to know her much better *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the episode on 'friends' and 'extreme makeover' with my dad. Oh boy, the surgery part was kinda gross, i put myself in their shoes: Pain would be the only word to describe it. *Ouch* but the results turned out great. Thank God im not so 'imperfect' to yearn for perfection for my looks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108969401421341827?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108969401421341827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108969401421341827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/had-haircut-last-week-gee-no-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-10892752747590590</id><published>2004-07-08T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T01:29:23.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak..."I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked. "Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time." "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?" &lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?" "Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!" "How much?" the pastor asked again. The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.  The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked. Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.  "Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”How much?" He asked again. Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life." Jesus said, "DONE!" Then He paid the price. &lt;br /&gt;The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hest: well guys what's your response to this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-10892752747590590?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/10892752747590590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/10892752747590590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/there-once-was-man-named-george-thomas.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108921755500320531</id><published>2004-07-07T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T09:31:00.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from tutoring 2 kids. well... in total i have taught 3 kids today. thank god- i still have my voice. Oh gee..i duno if i've made the right choice, i've just taken up 2 more pri four boys- have to drill them in their english coz they are from China. Erm, i'll probably need them to drill me in my Chinese..haha.. my Chinese is real bad..Initally, when the new 2 students were recommended to me, i thought they were twins. Reason being, i had to teach both of them at the same time.. *lol* but i found that they are friends having tuition together.. which reminds me of my childhood guy buddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to have tuition in my house and we even sleep in the same room a few times (i think) of coz there was a bench separating our matteresses..Right now, i still him but i doubt he still remembers me..haha.. ever since my dad and his gotten over some disagreement on some stuffs. His dad has a scar on his face... reminds me of those HK's gangsters. (or is my imagination wild) *hehe* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My my, another of my student- Hantor is really climbing on my head. firstly he was sitting on the chair besides me doing his work. The next moment he refuses to do and complained that it's boring. Ends up kicking his little brother whenever he disturbs us. By the end of the tutoring period.. he sits on the table and puts up his foot.. alamak! *headache* really must think of a way to discipline him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...just had a sudden thought of bringing my digital camera and take pictures with my students.. ah ha... that's also a way to distract them.. *hehe* so that they wont find the lessons boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108921755500320531?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108921755500320531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108921755500320531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/back-from-tutoring-2-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108909694756292890</id><published>2004-07-05T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T23:55:47.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>strangely while i was eating the fried rice, i drifted off to memory lane.. abt the good and bad times i had in Temasek Poly and chij. Though my mouth was chewing and swallowing the food but my mind was flashing back pictures and scenes of friends and familiar places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108909694756292890?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108909694756292890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108909694756292890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/strangely-while-i-was-eating-fried.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108884101246491180</id><published>2004-07-03T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T07:41:28.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man..im down with flu and sore throat. Terrible feeling *sneeze and blowing nose* Ears are semi blocked..cant seems to hear clearly. im drunkard with water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched spiderman2 on thurs with sin yee, not bad, the show was pretty touching though i didnt watch part 1 but could understand the story plot line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with Dom and Dan last evening for dinner at suntec (lolx, i gave them a nick- Mr D's) coz their names starts with alpha 'D' Took a cute photo of them.. *lol* they purposely turn side ways and cover part of their face while i was taking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally bought a new mobile phone, N-gage QD, though im not a gamer. *lolx* &lt;br /&gt;yay finally 'losing' the sicc job.. cant wait to leave there. though i'll miss the people over there...sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently started tutoring pri school kids. i've a p3 boy, p2 gal students, while pei huey is handling one "attitude problem" p3 kid... hahaha.. pity her *shakes head* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 23 more days till my biology exam followed by chemistry paper. *countdown*. Just did research on what's biomedical sci all about and why do chose this course for a 2 page long essay due in two weeks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gee.. im getting busier as a bee as time passes by... so distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108884101246491180?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108884101246491180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108884101246491180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/07/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108829816830029280</id><published>2004-06-26T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T18:03:14.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:18pt;'&gt;How to make a hester&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts mercy&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part ambition&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part beauty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#ffffcc&gt;&lt;font style='color:black; font-size:12pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of curiosity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Username:&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="How do you make a 'you'?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php"&gt;Personality cocktail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108829816830029280?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108829816830029280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108829816830029280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/06/how-to-make-hester-ingredients-3-parts.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108814069300254463</id><published>2004-06-24T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T23:53:43.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brrr... it's cold right now in my office. Hurray, someone called to inform that my mum has a pair of NDP tickets. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, looks like it's back to school time for my poly frens. Guess it's difficult to find frens out for a swim or cycling on my off day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108814069300254463?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108814069300254463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108814069300254463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/06/brrr.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108803779112088157</id><published>2004-06-23T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T17:48:11.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee...im heading East Coast Park later in the afternoon with Dom. gonna call Yumei down to join us. *yay* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things have been happening way too fast these few days *blur looking* Kris's bday party on Saturday. Bowling competition in July. tutoring a pri3 boy starting next tuesday. Im gona be retrenched soon coz they want a matured full timer. gona have new handphones replaced next week. Right now im phoneless. many many more.. Urgh.. *someone PLS brain wash me* hahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i've known more new friends and im gain experiences in certain experience. *hehe* like work life and stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin Yee and Pei Huey gona watch spiderman 2 next thurs. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108803779112088157?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108803779112088157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108803779112088157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/06/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108754358057191279</id><published>2004-06-18T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T00:26:20.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went cycling with Sinyee yesterday at East Coast Park. Ended up cycling for 4 hours and gotten a tann and happened to see a few cute guys there. *hehe* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108754358057191279?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108754358057191279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108754358057191279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/06/went-cycling-with-sinyee-yesterday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108670599797071244</id><published>2004-06-08T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T07:46:37.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im darn tired right now..*yawning* came back frm toa payoh stadium and gym..ran 12 rounds in total today. *drop dead on my bed* snoring. In the morning went tanning at the Bedok pool with Dom.. took a few candid pics. My pose was reading while tanning. i was laying on my back and holding the book close to my face..trying to block the sun. while Dom was listening to Norah Jones's songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a retro top too. wanted to get polo tee but couldnt find a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is back to square 1. haha.. in a mess again. i had a 2nd job, tutoring pri school kids. (did i tell ya i love handling with small kids, they are adorable, oh well..most of them. excludes my younger sister *jk*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..i almost forgotten about my upcoming presentation. topic? "My Hobby or Fav holiday" i chose My Hobby.. and guess what it is? Eating? er... no. Shopping...oh well, maybe..*hee hee* it's sports!! hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108670599797071244?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108670599797071244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108670599797071244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-darn-tired-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108644573951134396</id><published>2004-06-05T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T07:32:20.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things never seems to be the same as it used to be... or was it because I felt differently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am physically at work or in school.. my mind tends to drift away. To where? I’ve no idea.. guess to somewhere far away…where I can get close to the nature.. to escape from the busy town. The only time  I actually enjoyed was when Im soundly asleep.. no worries or thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It’s like everyone is stress about work and worries… though they hardly spoke regarding their discontentment at work. I could see their frowning expression, knitted eyebrows, there was hardly a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even during short phone conversations with them makes me stress.. they speak as if they were chasing the bullet train and immediately slam down the phone just before I say thank you or good bye... my response was… what’s the rush man?! Are they heading full speed to the toilet after putting down the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I misses my old friends.. it was rather disappointing especially when I sms them once in a blue moon and not even a ‘hi, how have u been’ reponse from them… see I told ya, things has changed…everyone seems to be bz with their own life *weak smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108644573951134396?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108644573951134396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108644573951134396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-never-seems-to-be-same-as-it.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108545330028016851</id><published>2004-05-24T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T19:48:20.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a silly conversation with gaya this morning. it all started with my silly nick in msn "there's a mushroom growing out of my ear" and she started to change her nick to " there's beansprout growing out of my nose" lolx.. after that we started to crap along..she's gona get a new phone this weekend to replace her spoiled phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinyee is also gona change her phone.. lolx. me too!! haha but i have so many phone models in my mind, duno which to get.. but they are all nokia models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.. yet to complete my chemistry prac. report, haha...have to hand up later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108545330028016851?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108545330028016851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108545330028016851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/05/had-silly-conversation-with-gaya-this.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108492785181723710</id><published>2004-05-18T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T17:58:03.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looking at it gives me inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;hearing of it gives me determination,&lt;br /&gt;tasting of it gives me motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the quote above was created last night while i was online- never to give up on my goals so easily..if one method fails.. try another..keep trying!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Li Er on the bus this morning on my way to work ,had a little chat before i alighted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had it all planned on Thurs with Charlene, tennis followed by a swim at the pool. i wanted to add gym session.. lolx but she said that would be too much.. just pray and have faith that the weather gota be great tml!! hope to get a tann *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom's heading to Thailand tml, who knows how he'll look like when he returns to sg. tsk tsk.. *jk* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108492785181723710?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108492785181723710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108492785181723710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/05/looking-at-it-gives-me-inspiration.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108462886151362078</id><published>2004-05-15T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T07:21:15.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fast Fast Fast... everything needs to be fast and consistant. That's my secret on how to handle stress. i did Overtime @work for an hour today..coz work was being assigned to me at the last min- had to fax some documents and make sure it goes thru, my fax machine is well unkown for it's 'lousiness', on the same time had to reply email which the server suddenly broke down. -.-" actually after work, i had an appointment with Dom with a swim. (sorry abt that dude!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exchange my off day to Monday instead of Tues. Kris's asking me out for a movie..but what show is nice?? just watched TROY with Sinyee last Thurs..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frm my prediction, if i were to stay on working for SICC for full time, i'll probably 'lecture and scolded' very often by the staffs with higher position over there coz they like to push the blame/hold authority.. and plus coz i make mistakes unknowningly and due to the fact i'm "blur" (but i tend to tolerate them... trying to be humble and meek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try to escape from there... there's always bound to be something which holds me back from leaving there...guess i gota pray abt that earnestly and hopefully,i'll enjoy my stay working there for permamently..until i get a secure job in the medical field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108462886151362078?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108462886151362078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108462886151362078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/05/fast-fast-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108411995581521088</id><published>2004-05-09T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T09:30:26.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've wrote out a work out plan for weight loss! *yay* and im gona stick to it... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108411995581521088?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108411995581521088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108411995581521088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/05/ive-wrote-out-work-out-plan-for-weight.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108400161160536037</id><published>2004-05-08T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T02:25:09.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just realised, what cant kill you, will make u stronger.. that's what  i encounter at work-lets not talk about work, this is MY weekends..zip up everything abt work, though i do feel stress at times at work. Hence the most exciting part would be getting to see kris on Saturday @ work. Most of the time we pretended not knowing each other (from our speech) hehe..that's the fun part. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was surfing the net.. and i really want to.. really want to.. study and work in the states in dermatology field. gota promise myself.. gona study hard and cont'd working while studying.. inorder to acheive that 'goal' hopefully i'll be there in less than 10 years time. if i were to become a dermatologist in singapore, the most challenging environment would just probably be National Skin Centre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an ifc chalet a few days back.. i had so much fun! thanks guys, Dom, Yumei and Ralph.. must admitt im kinda hook on mahjong!! hehe.. guess im a person will a playful nature. *lolx* i went gym and a swim with Dom..hahha he was a red lobster- all ready to be devour. I noticed there were changes on each and everyone's appearances- hairstyle, shape, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening falls, our BBQ were set up... and there i was...playing with my digi camera..snapping pictures of pple and their candid actions. The most outstanding dude was Chengyi..hahaha always posing his 007, James Bond pose- he claims that is his trademark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that.. Yumei and i were in the Cou[p]les's room..updating about each other's happenings... not forgetting to mention giggling away. *grin*  nothing better than a gals' talk...that's absolutely my fav part being a gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml's mothers' Day..hehe. doubt i have any surprises.. The Learning Lab hasn't paid me for my labour cost for March and April yet.. they'r always delaying..but on the bright side: their pay is high- $7/hr admin work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108400161160536037?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108400161160536037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108400161160536037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/05/ive-just-realised-what-cant-kill-you.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108324583305824439</id><published>2004-04-29T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T08:24:18.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- aloha -&lt;br /&gt;finally had the chance to work out- it was a great and sweaty work out!! i was able to feel the droplets of sweat running down my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to run an errand for my mum in Tampines, had to collect stuffs from a company..most toopid thing was...i was lost in the area finding the company's shop.. for at least an hour!! urgh..walk and walk round and pass the same shops again and again. (like some patient escaping from mental hospital- no aim of direction) yet couldnt find it.. even sinyee helped to call the company and gotten some 'precious' directions for me.. Urgh.. no more errands for me!! *runs away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was browsing Roxy's website... oh man..they have new designs of clothes and stuffs... gesh.. now im motivated to tone up and lose some weight!! though i doubt i can when im working under F and B department..im always tempted and well fed everyday at work. *grin* gona be chubby!!! -hmph- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUess the Title of the song below...*lolz*&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Dont you ever wish&lt;br /&gt;You were someone else&lt;br /&gt;You were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;The way you are exactly&lt;br /&gt;Dont you ever say&lt;br /&gt;You dont like the way you are&lt;br /&gt;When you learn to love yourself&lt;br /&gt;Youre better off by far&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you always stay the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause theres nothing bout you I would change&lt;br /&gt;I think that you could be&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;If you could realize&lt;br /&gt;All the dreams you have inside&lt;br /&gt;Dont be afraid&lt;br /&gt;If youve got something to say&lt;br /&gt;Just open up your heart&lt;br /&gt;And let it show you the way&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;Reach down inside&lt;br /&gt;The love you find will set you free&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;You will come alive&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in what you do&lt;br /&gt;Youll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Dont change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108324583305824439?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108324583305824439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108324583305824439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/04/aloha-finally-had-chance-to-work-out.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108317100694273539</id><published>2004-04-28T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T09:54:23.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amazingly i had fun time @ work, time passes by pretty quick before i knew it, it was time to knock off. Reminder to myself!! Saturday's Labour Day..hehe..public holiday which means no work! *yay* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona have a swim with dom tml at bedok's pool. it was a pity yumei couldnt make it,coz she's being coped up with some errands. There's IFC's chalet this coming monday to wednesday,however i wasnt feeling that enthu after knowing the list of pple turning up.. guess that's coz im not that sociable with them..perhaps is the way we communicate and different interest topics..well, guess no matter what, im gona make an impact on this chalet...*magical wink* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the sudden, i kinda like toga tops..*shrugs shoulder* guess that's coz, im 'bored' of wearing normal tees.. covering my shoulders..There's biology quiz next week- urgh..gota put in effort to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108317100694273539?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108317100694273539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108317100694273539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/04/amazingly-i-had-fun-time-work-time.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108308135618096380</id><published>2004-04-27T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T09:52:08.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched 50 first dates with sinyee and jos this early afternoon @ J8. the cinema was barely filled (less than 2 rows) , most of the audience were couples.. except for us- the noisy bunch of gals! munching 2 bags of popcorn, a box of nachos and slurping on lemon tea..hehe.. must admitt before the movie actually started.. we have already finished 3 quarters of our food!! due to the delay of the show.. so many advertisements!! but admitt im craving for more popcorn and nachos.....*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tonnes of laughter during the show...funny and hilarious actions. definitely a show i'll recommend!! some of the parts which i still could recall was...lucy (the lead actress) hitting the blue eye guy with a baseball bat..lolx... with no mercy! hahaha.. then there was the part when lucy's dad and doug played along pretending it was his B'day again and again everyday..haha.. yea...doug and his 'wow' dancing chest muscles, henry and lucy at the campfire...playing and singing the song.. and many many more. *giggles*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biology lessons in school's rather interesting. i managed to pay attention 85% of it. the rest..was being distracted.. *lolx* learnt about in more details about cells and virus- (parts of a virus, how they replicate, etc...)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108308135618096380?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108308135618096380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108308135618096380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/04/watched-50-first-dates-with-sinyee-and.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108281248677426377</id><published>2004-04-24T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T06:18:56.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally the weekends are here..where i can totally 'keep off" myself from work.not a mention of work pls. time for destress!! this afternoon, helped kris to get his new mobile phone- N gage..right now testing out. must say, im tempted to get a new phone again. *gesh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow im feeling numb.. which explains why i like 'numb' by Linkin Park right now. As well as 'someone like me' by Atomic Kittens.i can never be bored no matter how many times it's being played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108281248677426377?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108281248677426377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108281248677426377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/04/finally-weekends-are-here.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108274014560291079</id><published>2004-04-23T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T10:13:14.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geez..i didnt know i am exempted from all my maths and physics lessons until today when i sign the attendance sheet. im as blind as a bat! *lolz* i was sms-ing 75% of the time during maths lessons today..chapter covered was algebra- my fav hot maths' chapter =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally engross with the movie "Prince and Me" though i've watched it about 2wks ago but the storyplot line still flashes in my mind. just realised juile stiles was the lead actress in "Save the last dance" coz i was browsing through her past movies. i remembered last year, i conicidentally knew two seniors in temasek poly ( during a mini basketball game) and one of them told me i looked like juiles stiles the lead actress in "Save the last dance" woah.. i think that's such a compliment..haha coz i think juiles stiles looks absolutely sweet in her latest movie.. lolx..and i dont mind looking as sweet as her. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..cant believe the hamster i gave to dom ages ago still managed to stay alive!! it was as fat as a fur ball.. kekeke...*bursting out laughing and rolling on the floor* well now? it has trim down and became as muscular as him.. psss...dom is a gym n basketball freak.. *giggle* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor kwsw..i've been disturbing him since during my maths lessons till now. haha.. frm sms to msn..but he's a guy with great listening ears. *wink* gives good advises in relationship with God and guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hest  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: be contented with what u have, coz u can never get enough of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108274014560291079?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108274014560291079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108274014560291079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/04/geez.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805284.post-108265148541947650</id><published>2004-04-22T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T09:45:18.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im proud to say i've managed to learnt ways on how to destress myself. *grin* yea, hours ago when i was with kris i was in a moody mood and he's hogging on to his phone and forgot a real human is holding his hand besides him.. he's probably thinking he's holding a tedddy bear's paw. alrite..u may think im 'sacrastic' or smth... but imagine urself in my shoes that explains it all. yea, gona forget the whole thing. no point getting upset abt this coz it's not worth it..came across this quote while reading today: "to err is human, to forgive is divine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only after school i've managed to feel happier, relaxed and destress. had lessons on study planning.. topic was 'Time Management', how should we spend our time, or just do nothing and let it slip through our hands? of coz not! according to sucessful businessman- time is money! we ought to plan our time wisely and once 24hrs has gone...it has gone forever. something for u to reflect upon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been stressed up with almost everything. sch, work, kris, family, own goals (mine would be to become a dermatologist)..etc and i've just realised i've hardly smile these days.. Argh.. this isnt me.. what happened to the zany, wacky, bubbily and bonky hester?! has she rebel and became some frownly, grouchy, sulky lady? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great and light hearted conversation with dom just a while before i came online to update my blog. obvious, things are always not smooth sailing as it seems..infact we are the ones who make an impact in ours and other pple's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint gona think so much. tml's trouble is for tml.. for now, im making an effort to polish up every tiny little experiences i've encounter. After all we are all God's children... whatever we ask, we shall receive if it's according to His will. alrite i felt so loved nw. *lolx*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: don't just look at one person's negative side, instead observe his or her positive side with a smile. (^^,)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805284-108265148541947650?l=why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108265148541947650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805284/posts/default/108265148541947650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://why-am-i-a-girl.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-proud-to-say-ive-managed-to-learnt.html' title=''/><author><name>hester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04480737933845223010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
