<?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-2724552431485801582</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:55:07.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because...</title><subtitle type='html'>...there's a reason for everything</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-4689613626004716144</id><published>2010-03-02T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:49:25.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...of intoxication, does it justify my actions that are void of judgment and values?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-4689613626004716144?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/4689613626004716144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=4689613626004716144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/4689613626004716144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/4689613626004716144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-651762009497973671</id><published>2009-10-01T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:15:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...life should be exhilarating and full of challenges, don't you think we should do what gives us an adrenaline rush, a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my internship is over and I am finally a free woman to pursue her dreams, I am stumped as to what my next move should be. Sure, it feels great to sleep in, do whatever I please and not worry about a thing but just how long can I do that? I'm a friggin' adult now, and I should be responsible for myself and not depend on my parents for money right? But then again, there's so much I would like to do before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am slowly submitting my job applications, I'm wondering if this is what I really want. Sure, I would die for a career with McKinsey, Bain or Hewitt... And I'd be elated to be attached to StanChart, Deutsche or Credit Suisse but I've gotta face it, just how marketable am I with a degree from a local university? I've already been rejected by Shell, BCG and Accenture (error in application here, serves me right) and have a non-response from GE so far. Am I surprised? To be honest, not quite... But I'm still willing to push for it. Life should not be about regrets eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'm also exploring my other options - I've already got a reply and access to resources for training in the USA, work-travel in Australia (this is biased cos I wanna be closer to Tegan) and am even considering being an au pair in Europe like Amy, but the damn firm seems dodgy and non-responsive. If possible, I'd also like to do some volunteer work but is it fair to burden my parents with a child who is not only not earning money but spending it, especially when we don't have the resources for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all too overwhelming. My social life back home doesn't quite help though... Simply sitting down for a couple of hours filling up online forms is tedious enough for me. Like now, I've gotta run out for dinner and salsa dancing soon. I've had all day free today but only managed to submit ONE application.  Life is wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-651762009497973671?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/651762009497973671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=651762009497973671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/651762009497973671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/651762009497973671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-6357140931203110200</id><published>2009-09-11T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:22:08.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...discovering what you're allergic to can be such a pain in the ass, is it worth the effort? My lips have been swelling up as it pleases over the past 2 months and not only does it hurt, I look so bad, it's quite embarrassing. So many theories have been brought forth about my allergy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm allergic to Australian water (according to the doc when I first developed the condition almost 6 years ago after a 2-month vacation there)&lt;br /&gt;2. It's my body's reaction toward stress, a lack of water and sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm allergic to seafood&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm allergic to everything (haha ok maybe not, but it seems like it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... I don't wanna get hooked onto anti-histamines because then it might translate into a lifetime dependency. Sucks... And avoiding food is just pure torture for a foodie like me! I seriously think my deadliest sin is gluttony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr... So much to rant about actually... But I bloody do not have time. Interning in this damn place sucks the life out of me. I can't believe how some people can work there for over 10 years!!! Anyway it's coming to an end in less than 3 weeks. Yay! Then it's some traveling for me. Booked my flight to Singapore for the Sun Festival already. Will be spending a week there with my sis, can't wait! Tegan's also coming down at the end of the year and it's gonna be awesome! Still wondering if I should fly back with her and do some work-travel there instead of Europe or the USA. Any suggestions? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, a kinky picture of me before I end this post from Tracy and Selina's birthday bash (speaking to kinky Leachie right now. God I miss that bugger):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/SqpquQBYEII/AAAAAAAAAkU/KVYA_7Q7sec/s1600-h/7316_155771638153_508083153_3476712_5875517_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/SqpquQBYEII/AAAAAAAAAkU/KVYA_7Q7sec/s400/7316_155771638153_508083153_3476712_5875517_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380230047654744194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-6357140931203110200?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6357140931203110200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=6357140931203110200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6357140931203110200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6357140931203110200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/SqpquQBYEII/AAAAAAAAAkU/KVYA_7Q7sec/s72-c/7316_155771638153_508083153_3476712_5875517_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-4000447302602600422</id><published>2009-06-26T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:36:32.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've been saying goodbye for the last couple of days it's hit me hard that I'm leaving. Emma was tearing last night already. The only upside about saying goodbye to Tegan this morning was knowing that I'm seeing her next week before I leave. It's so weird not to have her around anymore... Becky, Hannah and Katie have also left. Ageed and Alaa too. I missed saying goodbye to Hayley and Grant =( Christy, Justin and Connor are leaving tomorrow while Big Tim's leaving on Sunday. I'm so unhappy right now... Dom's leaving me on Tuesday too. I just wish I could pack him into my suitcase and take him home. I don't even know what's gonna happen after that. It hurts so much inside and I'm trying so hard to contain my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;?!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-4000447302602600422?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/4000447302602600422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=4000447302602600422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/4000447302602600422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/4000447302602600422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-because_26.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1922330880320866612</id><published>2009-06-16T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:48:26.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I should know well enough, why do I keep trying to convince myself that love exists? It clearly does not. Well, at least monogamy and everlasting love do not. Temporary love/lust does, simply because lust has gotten the better of you. Why do I get into relationships knowing it won't last? Am I simply a hopeless romantic who lives for the moment or am I just in denial when the seemingly right person pops up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to keep myself away from hurt for the past few years and was doing so good with it. How did I let myself slip out from my fortress and into the jaws of those who are able to rip me apart? Life shouldn't be about regrets. Maybe that's why I let myself go this time... But is this a pang of regret that I'm feeling right now? For getting into such a shitty position that could've been avoided? I need a hug. A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1922330880320866612?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1922330880320866612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1922330880320866612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1922330880320866612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1922330880320866612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-because_16.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-2967932397706498215</id><published>2009-06-10T14:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:14:51.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've been in clothes like Hsian's nowadays, I notice the resemblance. Yuck. I still find it sick that Sean went for her cos not only do we look like twins, we have the same birthday. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea style="display: none;" name="postBody" rows="17" cols="47" id="textarea" wrap="soft" tabindex="5" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...I've been in clothes like Hsian nowadays, I notice the resemblance. Yuck. I still find it sick that Sean went for her cos we're like twins even with the same birthday. Anyway, I've been up to much shenanigans over the last weekend. Had our Farewell Formal on Friday where I got thrashed and did a lot of stupid things that I have no recollection of, got 4 hours of sleep and went to the Blue Mountains the next morning and got back only to leave for Boorowa again. That's a total of 9 hours of traveling in one day! Queen's birthday weekend was good though, slept in most of the time and ate so much good food that Tegan's mum made. Had wheatbix for breakfast 2 days in a row. Yummy! Saw illegal fireworks on her farm, experienced a burning tree for a bonfire and attempted to look for wild kangaroos! I missed sending Krupa off though, so that sucks. I miss that girl so much. I can't believe how close we got in just a matter of weeks! I've Dom to thank for that. My first lesbian kiss even. Haha! She kept coming to kiss me cos she was smashed as Glassy. So was I, but not as much. I indulged her even while I was sitting on Dom's lap it was funny. Leachie was not happy. Hee! I really should be studying now. Dom and I went for a late night drive all the way to Stanwell Park cos I wanted to see the sunrise. It was gorgeous but we didn't stay long cos it was freezing and we were tired. Got home past 4am and knocked out only to have the cleaners attempt to clean his room this morning and gossip that he had a girl in the room when he told them that they didn't have to clean his room today cos we slept in. Haha... Oops! Was planning to study when Julian texted me to hang out today. Went for lunch at Lee and Ann. Nice boutique restaurant, quite pricey although I think they could've undercharged me. Yay! Haha... Happy belly now. Really should study before Dom gets home from work. F-deck party tomorrow night. Yippee! God, I'm gonna miss Australia!!!! =(&lt;/textarea&gt;Anyway, I've been up to lots of shenanigans over the last weekend. Had our Farewell Formal on Friday where I got thrashed and did a lot of stupid things that I have no recollection of, got 4 hours of sleep and went to the Blue Mountains the next morning and got back only to leave for Boorowa again. That's a total of 9 hours of traveling in one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9bf3U5_7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/5epG-MWguoo/s1600-h/4418_1173059123571_1140813746_488996_7595615_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9bf3U5_7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/5epG-MWguoo/s400/4418_1173059123571_1140813746_488996_7595615_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345591885697777586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9aGgE6P_I/AAAAAAAAAis/Kr4PJyj7rRI/s1600-h/DSCF5569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9aGgE6P_I/AAAAAAAAAis/Kr4PJyj7rRI/s400/DSCF5569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345590350448312306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9bCpQiyrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/6-nOtAClkjg/s1600-h/DSCF5676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9bCpQiyrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/6-nOtAClkjg/s400/DSCF5676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345591383705176754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9ayhV6ogI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3fKv4WPlHDo/s1600-h/DSCF5644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9ayhV6ogI/AAAAAAAAAi8/3fKv4WPlHDo/s400/DSCF5644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345591106702320130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9adLy5juI/AAAAAAAAAi0/qvDqbVGeiP0/s1600-h/DSCF5597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9adLy5juI/AAAAAAAAAi0/qvDqbVGeiP0/s400/DSCF5597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345590740141051618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9YrHnemiI/AAAAAAAAAik/D2w7ltpGhLI/s1600-h/blue+mt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9YrHnemiI/AAAAAAAAAik/D2w7ltpGhLI/s400/blue+mt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345588780514318882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen's birthday weekend was good though, slept in most of the time and ate so much good food that Tegan's mum made. Had wheatbix for breakfast 2 days in a row. Yummy! Saw illegal fireworks on her farm, experienced a burning tree for a bonfire and attempted to look for wild kangaroos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed sending Krupa off though, so that sucks. I miss that girl so much. I can't believe how close we got in just a matter of weeks! I've Dom to thank for that. My first lesbian kiss even. Haha! She kept coming to kiss me cos she was smashed at Glassy. So was I, but not as much. I indulged her even while I was sitting on Dom's lap it was funny. Leachie was not happy. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9Ybgt4_0I/AAAAAAAAAic/QgMgX0Zx2Es/s1600-h/krupa%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9Ybgt4_0I/AAAAAAAAAic/QgMgX0Zx2Es/s400/krupa%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345588512374193986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should be studying now. Dom and I went for a late night drive all the way to Stanwell Park cos I wanted to see the sunrise. It was gorgeous but we didn't stay long cos it was freezing and we were tired. Got home past 4am and knocked out only to have the cleaners attempt to clean his room this morning and gossip that he had a girl in the room when he told them that they didn't have to clean his room today cos we slept in. Haha... Oops! Was planning to study when Julian texted me to hang out today. Went for lunch at Lee and Ann. Nice boutique restaurant, quite pricey although I think they could've undercharged me. Yay! Haha... Happy belly now. Really should study before Dom gets home from work. F-deck party tomorrow night. Yippee! God, I'm gonna miss Australia!!!! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-2967932397706498215?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2967932397706498215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=2967932397706498215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2967932397706498215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2967932397706498215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-because_10.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Si9bf3U5_7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/5epG-MWguoo/s72-c/4418_1173059123571_1140813746_488996_7595615_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7465965295174858089</id><published>2009-06-03T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:39:24.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it's time to choose our seating arrangements for the Farewell Formal this Friday, I'm stressing out massively. Who should I sit with? My friends? My best friend's friends? Or my boyfriend's friends? Grr... Worst part is I don't even know if he wants me on his table and I can't find him around to ask if it's ok if we don't sit on the same table. This is so frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I'm so bloody exhausted cos I couldn't sleep last night and he woke me up so early this morning before going to class and then the fire alarm went off. So pissing mad! Went to uni for dance classes although today is my off day only to find that no one showed up! Since it's my only free day I went into town to make my insurance claims and do some shopping which includes 2 bottles of alcohol and now my back is gonna break from all the walking around with 2 bottles in my sling bag. Sigh... How the hell am I supposed to go out and party tonight?! Hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7465965295174858089?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7465965295174858089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7465965295174858089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7465965295174858089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7465965295174858089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-because_03.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7190860663827399932</id><published>2009-06-02T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:14:51.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've submitted my last assignment for my bachelor's degree (OMFG) I feel so relieved. Sad, yes... But relieved. I finally get to breathe for one day before I have to begin studying for my finals. Yeah, FINALS. That's it. I can't believe it. I'm almost done with my degree. My university life is ending. The harsh real world is waiting for me *gasp* but I will take it all in my stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have less than 5 weeks left here in Australia. I wish time would stand still. I am not gonna think about leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I had a really good laugh chatting with Ranveer yesterday. I miss everyone back home. Can't wait to catch up again soon! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7190860663827399932?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7190860663827399932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7190860663827399932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7190860663827399932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7190860663827399932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-2102620655724179474</id><published>2009-05-28T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:03:31.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...I like the way you say "Hell, no!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you smile all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you get so excited over chocolate mousse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you light up at the mere thought/sounds of MC Lars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you always let me hug your extra pillow even though you love it so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you give me soft, brief kisses at all the best times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you tell me I do well even when I screw up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you're more spontaneous and crazier than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...it's endearing how you always say "I'll live" when I bully the shits out of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you have so many passions and work hard to actually pursue them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you're proud of your Italian heritage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you have such a good relationship with your family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you take the long way to class just to drop me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you take on silly dares just to get some Tim Tams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you're not afraid to be yourself and risk looking silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...you make an effort to treat my friends nicely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;...I am happy to be in this moment right now, for as long as it'll last =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-2102620655724179474?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2102620655724179474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=2102620655724179474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2102620655724179474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2102620655724179474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because_28.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7452562236683948681</id><published>2009-05-26T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:59:24.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...waking up next to him is so wonderful, I'm starting to wonder if paying so much for my single room and not using much of it anymore is a waste of money... I'm falling... Hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7452562236683948681?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7452562236683948681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7452562236683948681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7452562236683948681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7452562236683948681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because_26.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-2895255379548078630</id><published>2009-05-22T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:36:27.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...we've lasted more than 2 nights, in drunkenness as well as sobriety, does that mean that we're dating now? I don't know what I keep getting myself into. Ali's shit pissed at me, I've no idea why... Mr Crush hasn't really spoken to me since that awkward night though I saw him at Glassy with some other chick. Guess he's a player too... But that probably doesn't exclude me from the list either since I'm kinda with Mr Italian right now. I woke up very happy today. Life is bliss and I hope it stays that way =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-2895255379548078630?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2895255379548078630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=2895255379548078630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2895255379548078630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2895255379548078630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because_22.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-23149907330921770</id><published>2009-05-19T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:37:35.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I just had a chat with Rung, Peter and Sharif, I'm missing them so much. Sigh... Rung wants me to come over to visit her in Bangkok and Peter might come and visit me next year. I really hope that will materialise. Eddie's coming this weekend though, so that'll be great! We're going dolphin watching at Jervis Bay and then to Sydney for a night out. I can't wait! I miss the times with Peter so much, everytime I talk to him it just makes me feel all upset =( It's not helping that Mr Crush is not doing anything either. What is it with me and European guys? Grrr... Wish they would stay away sometimes. I wanna go back to the summer of 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-23149907330921770?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/23149907330921770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=23149907330921770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/23149907330921770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/23149907330921770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because_19.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1939757699600495182</id><published>2009-05-17T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:02:52.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've been put in one of the most awkward positions in my life so far, I feel like I have to blog about it so that I don't explode in stress. Get ready for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was propositioned to have a threesome tonight... By a guy that I have the hugest crush on and his friend, who is my very good friend and who has made many propositions before but never a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like damn! They put me in such a tight spot for probably a good hour while I figured out a way to tell them that it's not gonna happen cos it's not how I roll. I mean, I REALLY like one of them and want to have something more with him rather than a one-night-stand. After all the pressure, I told him that he could give me a massage which he owed me if he wanted to but that's it. To my horror, he called my other friend to come along too! I almost died. I had to let them into my messy room and told them how awkward it is for them to be here and that it's not right and won't happen. The guy I like told me the awkwardness was made up by my attractiveness (yippee!) and  kissed me though, and that felt like heaven although it was a closed-mouth peck. Luckily my friend realised that I was uncomfortable and proceeded to leave. After that, my crush left too cos I said I was really tired and that they were still kinda drunk. What made all these worse was when I went to brush my teeth, I realised that my neighbour was in and awake and probably heard them coming to my room! That's just uncomfortable given that he really likes me and took me out for dinner once. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if this is how I wanted my night to end cos I had the most amazing time at my first AFL game today. Sydney Swans vs West Coast Eagles which we won 106 to 101. A jaw-dropping game. Also, I kissed someone again and that wasn't meant to happen after the last time. Well, at least I think this would be ok given the circumstances. Still I dunno what will happen tomorrow and this has just been the weirdest night in a long time for me. Sigh... I'm so tired and I'm not gonna care. Hopefully they'll forget all about it when they sober up in the morning. Good night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1939757699600495182?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1939757699600495182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1939757699600495182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1939757699600495182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1939757699600495182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because_17.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-8882970438107419605</id><published>2009-05-06T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:24:00.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've just realised that there are people living in apartments across from me past the trees, I oughta start being careful. I always thought that there was no one who could look into my room what with the trees and the other decks being far away. I didn't even realise that there were apartments across from my room. I've been stripping butt naked with my windows wide open sometimes, oblivious to the fact that someone might be staring in at me. Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-8882970438107419605?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8882970438107419605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=8882970438107419605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8882970438107419605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8882970438107419605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-8528632987632497712</id><published>2009-04-29T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:54:37.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;...Rubi posted one of these and I just read the iRAG newsletter about sexual positions to try, I decided to do these nonsensical stuff! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Which Kama Sutra Position Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;The Tree Climber&lt;/h1&gt;         &lt;img src="http://cdn5.quizapps.com/images/image?id=2313284&amp;amp;resize_within=200%2C1000&amp;amp;image_hash=fc4feecb18816fb9bc898be3ffc5146e3ce15c90" /&gt;          &lt;div id="app62181482841_result_description" fbcontext="6cd70787fda1"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;This is a standing position, so it isn’t your everyday thing you adventure seeker. You and your partner are face to face while you wrap both legs around his hips, and place your arms around his shoulders. His hands cup your butt, while drawing his pelvis towards you. Movement is limited in this position, losing balance is NOT sexy, so penetration isn’t that deep. To make it more sensual, whisper sweet nothings into his ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha... This was my friend's first experience with sex! He's damn pro lar like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;What Sexual Position Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Anything wild!&lt;/h1&gt;         &lt;img src="http://cdn5.quizapps.com/images/image?id=557365&amp;amp;resize_within=200%2C1000&amp;amp;image_hash=4360be1225d2fd0b2464b881a82862155635a206" /&gt;          &lt;div id="app39181929331_result_description" fbcontext="ad8636485f69"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You both are crazy sex fiends! You will do anything and everything in the heat of the moment, after all, your both so damn horny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Who do they mean by 'you both'??? Hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;How Perverted Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Pervert&lt;/h1&gt;         &lt;img src="http://cdn5.quizapps.com/images/image?id=643338&amp;amp;resize_within=200%2C1000&amp;amp;image_hash=eb3ac61eefb4012338cec000a097011fddb20c43" /&gt;          &lt;div id="app45255125355_result_description" fbcontext="c75b74474cd6"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You like to do things you shouldn't be doing like talking to people in a disturbing way and watching things you shouldn't be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOL!!!! This is extremely funny. Haha... Can you imagine me in a trenchcoat coming up to random people and talking dirty to them and then hiding in my room looking out at the window across mine with a pair of binoculars???!!! Woohoo! And the little boy in the picture really does look like a pervert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Are You A Sex Addict?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Lover&lt;/h1&gt;                   &lt;div id="app61398020869_result_description" fbcontext="e777fa580e8d"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You have a healthy sex drive and enjoy pleasing yourself and your partner in a healthy way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, this is so true! I'm no addict!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Do You Have A Dirty Mind?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;The Amateur&lt;/h1&gt;         &lt;img src="http://cdn5.quizapps.com/images/image?id=2274801&amp;amp;resize_within=200%2C1000&amp;amp;image_hash=5c3b03de467882229f46cfaf533f2d4f7b03fbb0" /&gt;          &lt;div id="app66618278550_result_description" fbcontext="d8c2c2340df2"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You still have traces of innocence, but have been exposed to true dirty minds every once and a while. You understand most dirty jokes, but have not yet reached the point where you can create them yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha. This is NOT TRUE. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; create dirty jokes. Oh, wait... But I don't understand &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;dirty jokes. Hm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the best one...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;How Do You Rate In Bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You're a S-T-U-D!!&lt;/h1&gt;         &lt;img src="http://cdn5.quizapps.com/images/image?id=610570&amp;amp;resize_within=200%2C1000&amp;amp;image_hash=5699d81f4030e307c2920b896bec28395c7f6ded" /&gt;          &lt;div id="app44942041835_result_description" fbcontext="2163b5592c66"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;When it comes to love making... you know exactly what you should be doing. Keep up the good work!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Woohoo!!! Yeah, right ;P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, this concludes all the bullshit. I've been wasting too much time when I should be studying. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-8528632987632497712?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8528632987632497712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=8528632987632497712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8528632987632497712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8528632987632497712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_29.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1537109591853210249</id><published>2009-04-28T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:23:29.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm witnessing stuff first hand, I guess I'm credible enough to say that the biggest sluts are American girls. It's amazing how they can hook up with various guys (who live with them!!!) and move on to the next ones without blinking an eye when they bump into each other in the dining room! They are the ones who come up to the guys and seduce them, then take them back to their room after partying the night away. Seriously. You don't see Australian girls or the European girls doing that. Or maybe they're more discreet about it... Hm... But surprisingly, the American guys are the decent ones here! Strange, huh? And it's so weird to see the American girls coming on to the Saudi Arabic guys! Making love not war, I presume... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is that they can cheat on their partners without feeling guilty! Most of them however, are single but have no qualms about hooking up with guys who are already taken! Some seem to take pride in doing that. Sad, right? Not only do they sleep with guys who have girlfriends, they make it known by moaning so loudly! I'm in disbelief, really... I never knew morals could be eroded to this extent. I mean, I read about it, watch it in movies etc but never thought they actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's just because these students that I meet are only here for 5 months to have a good time. Therefore, my judgment may be flawed even though I try not to judge them. It's when it all happens under your nose and starts to irritate the shits out of you that you start judging I suppose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1537109591853210249?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1537109591853210249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1537109591853210249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1537109591853210249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1537109591853210249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_28.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-3977452169544404013</id><published>2009-04-24T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:47:33.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I just got back from my first date in a really long time, I'm feeling over the moon! It was a nice night. After all the drama that has been happening, I finally get some normalcy with a decent guy. To be precise, he's my neighbour here... Whom I've been complaining about because of his powerful speakers for a long time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was such a perfect gentlemen, holding doors, paying for the cab rides, dinner and drinks at North Gong after. Maybe a little too much of a man though, cos he pretty much made every decision tonight, besides asking me if I preferred prawns or chicken in the curry. Haha... But it's nice to have someone decisive in a way. I hate deciding on food anyway =) Although the night started pretty awkward because Jasmine Rice was fully booked and we had to take a cab back to Jasmine Rice II, the food was great and I did have a great time. He kicks ass at pool, btw ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to give him a hug tonight when I thanked him for dinner just minutes ago before we went to bed (next door to each other, haha) but Tadros was there so it was weird. Could feel that tension between us, especially since I told him I wanted to take things slow 2 nights ago at Glass House. Sigh... We'll be going to Sydney with Amanda and Suji tomorrow though. It's Anzac Day and I wanted to go to Ivy Bar and he was nice enough to ask me out. Wonder how that would turn out. I don't even know if I wanna fall for him. I'm leaving soon, he's Indian (our parents would flip) and I think he's from too rich a family, judging by how he has dinner (fine dining etiquettes and having his entire family spread out studying around the world, taking expensive cab rides everywhere). Being smart and good-looking definitely makes this a difficult decision. It's weird how I've changed though... I leave my door open now, run to the bathroom if I'm clad only in my towel (even worse, go to the shower fully clothed), peep into his room whenever I pass by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, everyone knows about our date tonight. It's so weird! Suji wants to find out the goss tomorrow, Amanda speaks to him in Hindi about it in front of me, Tegan texts to find out if there's any action going on, and the boys saw us come to North Gong together. They probably think I'm moving on too fast? =( Agit seems really jealous and doesn't hang out much anymore. Shit man... And Faisal seems to be running away too. Sigh... I hope I don't drive anyone away with this. I'm just gonna play it cool and take things slow under the radar... I'm really happy tonight though. Sure I'll have sweet dreams tonight... Good night everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-3977452169544404013?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3977452169544404013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=3977452169544404013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3977452169544404013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3977452169544404013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_24.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-4371770998804212667</id><published>2009-04-21T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:55:22.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've discovered that my aunts and uncles have Facebook accounts, I'm flabbergasted. I can't remember how many times I went "OH MY GOD" out loud to myself while discovering it. It just feels so wrong! Should adults with grown-up children be having Facebook accounts? It seems so weird to see their profile picture with their spouse and children! The dangers of Facebook has now been extended from current/future employers to include your parents! Oh my God! Now you've gotta be careful of what you post online and remove any bad stuff that you might already have on it. I just hope they don't find me and proceed to add me. I wouldn't know what to do! What's worse is seeing who's on their friends list. It's probably half-bad to see other parents there but the more disturbing part is adding their children's exes as friends too!!! Can you believe that?! OMG if my parents added Sean I would so lose it... I already can't fathom my brother doing that. Wow. How am I gonna sleep tonight? I'm gonna pray that no one will find me on Facebook but that's obviously near impossible since they can easily detect me from my cousins' photos or friends list. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sei mou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-4371770998804212667?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/4371770998804212667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=4371770998804212667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/4371770998804212667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/4371770998804212667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_7272.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7473662634049175528</id><published>2009-04-21T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:14:00.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Facebook is too addictive as how everyone has noticed, I decided to take another quiz instead of study... Sigh... Anyway it says I should date a best friend kinda guy. Very true... But the last parts about dating a guy who's already my best friend or being friends with a guy before dating is a no-no for me. How to date my friend lar?! Would never risk a great friendship for that... Don't know if that's a good or bad thing. Hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bestfriend Boy&lt;/h1&gt;         &lt;img src="http://cdn5.quizapps.com/images/image?id=1101416&amp;amp;resize_within=200%2C1000&amp;amp;image_hash=4145c478d4caac578e6cedde92dda1b9d230969d" /&gt;          &lt;div id="app60716809991_result_description" fbcontext="a533c38f6288"&gt;             &lt;p&gt;You need a bestfriend boy. It sounds very boring, but it's really not. This could turn into the most passionate relationship ever! You need someone that is just fun to be around, without all the mushy gushy stuff all the time. You want to be able to be yourself around a guy, and just hangout like you do with your friends. You also probably value being able to have a conversation that has to do with more than how much you "miss" or "love" eachother. If you have a bestfriend that's a guy, don't be afraid to DATE HIM! He could turn out to be the perfect guy for you. And if you don't have a guy bestfriend already, then find one! If you meet a guy you might be interested in, see if you can just be friends before you climb into the relationship.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7473662634049175528?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7473662634049175528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7473662634049175528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7473662634049175528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7473662634049175528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_21.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-6345108098735125026</id><published>2009-04-20T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:54:18.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="visper_aboutme_cat"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I hardly indulge in such Facebook quizzes, I decided to take one... And lookie at the results! So damn accurate! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Sorority Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="visper_aboutme_text"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.slide.com/version/20090419231136/images/tfvisper/tests/sorority/future_ceo.gif" /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You are a Future CEO.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt; You‘re practical and business‐savvy. You may wear stilettos and have a few martinis, but wouldn’t be caught dead doing a table dance in front of your colleagues. You date doctors, lawyers, and if you‘re lucky, a pilot. Men in suits make your knees weak. You like ones that aren’t intimidated by your career goals and help you unwind after a long day. Is sorority life for you? YES! Think of the networking opps; you never know who’ll introduce you to the next Donald Trump (with better hair, of course)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="visper_aboutme_cat"&gt;Your Passion Type&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span class="visper_aboutme_text"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.slide.com/version/20090419231136/images/tfvisper/tests/passion/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You mix passion with pragmatism&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt; Key Traits: open, sensitive, balanced, empathetic, loyal, thoughtful Introspective and self-aware, you have a solid grip on your emotions. Your friends and family consider you "the rock" they can turn to and lean on during tough times. Part of that trust comes from the fact that you always try your best to say what you mean and mean what you say. This is part of your healthy outlook on life, love and work. Hard work is important, but remember to listen to your instinct when it tells you to take a step back and enjoy the quiet moments. There are certain things that you will always be passionate about, whether it's a certain cuisine, a type of music, or a particular sport. On the flipside, there are also things that will never interest you. But that's OK. Your romantic partner appreciates your unwavering sensibility, your balanced temperament, and consistent signs of love and care. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-6345108098735125026?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6345108098735125026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=6345108098735125026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6345108098735125026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6345108098735125026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_20.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7236055149355999748</id><published>2009-04-19T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:56:57.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found my old self back, I'm happy again! Yay! And I love my girls here... I guess it was their absence over the break that made me feel down. Anyway that's over... I'm me again, ready to have a blast! Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Guess who's back? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sexi62ZrsLI/AAAAAAAAAh0/FkWMS0mf61Y/s1600-h/DSCF4616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sexi62ZrsLI/AAAAAAAAAh0/FkWMS0mf61Y/s400/DSCF4616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326741222447624370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7236055149355999748?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7236055149355999748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7236055149355999748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7236055149355999748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7236055149355999748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_19.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sexi62ZrsLI/AAAAAAAAAh0/FkWMS0mf61Y/s72-c/DSCF4616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7015084885235616977</id><published>2009-04-18T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:23:28.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've got some answers and some direction, I'm gonna move that way. Surprisingly I'm glad that she's back. You're gonna regret this, sucker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Stop falling for the wrong guys and stop being self-destructive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7015084885235616977?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7015084885235616977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7015084885235616977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7015084885235616977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7015084885235616977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_18.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-3919059318414614497</id><published>2009-04-10T01:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:57:20.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm not a one-night girl, don't hate me if I refuse to put up with your ways... You're not good enough for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-3919059318414614497?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3919059318414614497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=3919059318414614497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3919059318414614497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3919059318414614497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_10.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-8341169137461863190</id><published>2009-04-03T07:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:00:44.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...miracles do happen, I'm praying for one now. Please bring me good news that my friend, Hassan Alqahtani is alive and safe. I can't fathom his disappearance, I really can't... Especially not after I was hanging out with him just hours before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harbour Cruise is on tomorrow and I'm not sure if I can attend it, knowing that such an incident has happened. All our friends are selling off their tickets. I'm wondering if I should join in. Unlike them, I'm only here for one session though... We were supposed to party the night away tomorrow. I really hope there would be good news today since the weather is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God, if there is one, please send us all a miracle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-8341169137461863190?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8341169137461863190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=8341169137461863190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8341169137461863190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8341169137461863190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because_03.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-2395437398982839920</id><published>2009-04-01T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:55:01.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I have been shortlisted in Optiver's win-a-trip-round-the-world competition, I'm so elated right now! Of course there are probably another 100 others or so around Australia who got shortlisted but still!!! So happy! My stress level has dropped! Never mind that I failed their numerical test and will never be able to work for them ever (damn sad) but right now at least there's some reason to be happy! =) April 17th, I await thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.optiver.com.au/Competition.pdf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Yesterday I also got to feel what it's like working on the trading floor through the mock trading we had with Liquid Capital Markets. It was amazing. I did really badly and did not stand a chance to win an iPod, Wii or iPhone but it was a great experience! It's so freakin' tensed man... And you've gotta be alert to even hear a pin drop. Sharpness is the key... And a loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! So happy! Going out to Glass House soon. I really need a break. Been hiding in my room for the past 2 weeks trying to finish my assignment but I'm still not done and it's due this Tues. Bloody literature reviews. I hate them. I've got another one up in 6 weeks which is double the content but hey... I'm gonna be superwoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a long day tomorrow... It would be perfect if I bump into 'cute UCL salsa guy' tonight. That would really make my day though he was MIA this afternoon. Sigh... Happiness! Haven't felt this way in a few weeks! Woohoo! Hope everyone's having a ball too! Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-2395437398982839920?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2395437398982839920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=2395437398982839920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2395437398982839920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2395437398982839920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7502620327390466866</id><published>2009-03-28T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:10:53.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...of hypersensitive fire alarm systems here, I've been evacuated 4 times. In 5 weeks. Madness. I just hate the blaring sound of the alarm in my ears... And having to worry and run for my life too, of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, it's all still an interesting experience...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7502620327390466866?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7502620327390466866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7502620327390466866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7502620327390466866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7502620327390466866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because_28.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1053794723338359334</id><published>2009-03-27T08:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:33:58.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...everyone has their limits, you should respect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I can talk cock with you doesn't mean you can direct personal insults at me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you can sense that I'm getting uncomfortable with your words, you should realize that you're crossing the boundary and should stop and apologize instead of getting pissed off that I'm not as 'fun' anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you need to grow up, I'm gonna go and tell you that now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1053794723338359334?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1053794723338359334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1053794723338359334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1053794723338359334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1053794723338359334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because_27.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7660606781537164819</id><published>2009-03-24T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:06:10.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...most people subscribe to the belief that change doesn't happen overnight doesn't mean that this belief is true. I've met countless people who have seemingly changed overnight but the shock I feel now just can't compare. Maybe it's not just about change, maybe it's about the betrayal... About how one person is so set in her ways and never succumbed while I was there. Could it all just be a competition? That if she were more like me she would feel compared to me  while I were there so she strived to remain different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being away from home and the people I care about has really opened my mind. Maybe it's that or reality hitting. Or maybe I'm just growing up, along with the people around me and I start seeing changes that I do not wish to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I think it's more about the betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for me to change. To leave this idealistic world that I refuse to believe I am in. I am a realistic person but I might just be too trusting. Shall I start being even more cynical towards life? Could it be that Jelvin's right after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crawling into a hole and stop this change from happening... But as they say in my textbooks, "Change is the only constant". It looks like hiding in a hole is not an option for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chin up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7660606781537164819?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7660606781537164819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7660606781537164819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7660606781537164819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7660606781537164819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because_24.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-6165236327685324256</id><published>2009-03-22T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:42:08.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I look or sound different from you doesn't mean I am any bit inferior as compared to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-6165236327685324256?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6165236327685324256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=6165236327685324256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6165236327685324256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6165236327685324256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because_22.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1401380360413964181</id><published>2009-03-18T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:45:43.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...life shouldn't be about living in fear or denial, I went for my first ever sexual health check-up today. Urine and blood samples were taken and I'll know my results in a week's time. Should be fine but the only thing that's bothering me is how much it would cost. The doctor couldn't even tell me cos here everything is so specialized and segregated. Sigh... Hope the bill will come soon in my mail and wouldn't cost me a bomb =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a worst note (or not), my laptop crashed the other day and I just spent AUD120 today to replace my hard drive. 160GB only. Bleh. Feel so poor. Sacrificed going to Glassy tonight and I'm being forced by Tegan to attend the Black &amp;amp; White Party this Friday. Gotta really look for a job soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1401380360413964181?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1401380360413964181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1401380360413964181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1401380360413964181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1401380360413964181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because_18.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-2046156194666513235</id><published>2009-03-15T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:15:20.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've got good reason to, I'm gonna dedicate this post to complaining about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;THE MOD HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are unaware, it's a local fashion label in Malaysia and they have an outlet at Mid Valley. Apparently they dress the newscasters from God-knows-which-news-channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, their merchandise are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;overpriced&lt;/span&gt; and of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;low quality&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I say that you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Chinese New Year this year, I was very unprepared and thus did my shopping at the very last minute. Happily walking around with my mum, we came across this bloody shop after having the yummy-but-also-overpriced durian dessert nearby. The place looked ok but what attracted me to it was that it was new and it had the words &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50% OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; splashed all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut a long story short, I bought a pair of shorts at RM45 (originally RM90) and a dress for RM90 (originally RM180). My sis was furious when I got back cos she said it was way too expensive for something that wasn't special at all. And she was right to say that. And I'd be flaming mad if I actually bought these stuff without the discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only worn the dress once thus far and it hasn't given me problems BUT on the first day that I wore that pair of shorts, the zipper broke. Yes. On the first day - at my friend's open house where we were pulling an all-nighter. How wonderful. I couldn't unzip my pants and had to hold the effects of processed beer trying to leave my urinary system from bursting out of me. After about an hour, I decided that was it and tried again. To no avail. Frustrated, I just pulled my shorts off, and thankfully they came off cos its material is kinda stretchy *relieved*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was free, I went back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;THE MOD HOUSE&lt;/span&gt; to ask if they could fix the lousy zipper for me. Alas, the salesgirl didn't know what to do and made me wait while she called for help. After about 5 minutes, she told me they could replace the zip for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at a price&lt;/span&gt; (!!!) AND I would have to wait 2 weeks for it to be ready. What the hell?! 2 weeks to replace a zip? Bugger... I was leaving for Australia in less than 2 weeks so obviously I couldn't leave it with them. Slightly annoyed, I went around looking for some tailor/seamstress/whatever who could fix it for me in a week's time. I did. And had to pay RM16 for it to be ready the day before I left the country. Wonderful. Now my shorts had cost me a total of RM61 not including the trouble it caused me and the extra transportation costs incurred for me to get it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the part that's cheesing me off is that, after paying RM61 for a bloody pair of shorts from a stupid Malaysian fashion house, the button has broken while I'm in Australia. Yes, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BROKEN&lt;/span&gt;! Shit man... When it came off I thought I could sew it back but then I realized it's bloody made of plastic and the plastic has friggin' BROKEN! Argh! I'm so bloody pissed off now it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dear readers, I feel like it is my duty to warn you not to buy anything from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;THE MOD HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously. This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;History 101&lt;/span&gt;. Learn from my mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-2046156194666513235?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2046156194666513235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=2046156194666513235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2046156194666513235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2046156194666513235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because_15.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-3666163330949294910</id><published>2009-03-13T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:58:04.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've got tons of research to do and journals to read, I've equipped myself with Internet. Ready to equip you with updates about my life here at Wollongong, if I have time. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-3666163330949294910?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3666163330949294910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=3666163330949294910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3666163330949294910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3666163330949294910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-8469602330024792767</id><published>2009-02-08T09:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:19:03.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've got a stupid vulnerability to be mindf**ked by younger guys doesn't mean I should allow it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. I'm not gonna teach guys to decipher women anymore. For the greater good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-8469602330024792767?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8469602330024792767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=8469602330024792767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8469602330024792767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8469602330024792767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-because_08.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-3548342083723917583</id><published>2009-02-04T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:26:28.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm so extremely lazy, I'll blog about Deciphering Women 101 later. Wait for it! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-3548342083723917583?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3548342083723917583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=3548342083723917583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3548342083723917583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3548342083723917583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-because_04.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-6874406905292776454</id><published>2009-02-01T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:10:05.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've turned the dreaded 23, I think it's time to revise my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not gonna expire now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am NOT gonna get married at 23.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Sigh... But I'm happy! Had some awesome celebrations this weekend. Thanks to Zhou for my Wondermilk muffins and fireworks on my birthday. Also to all who indulged me at Little Havana though we all couldn't salsa. Haha! Not to mention the lovely dinner with Ranveer =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos to come soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-6874406905292776454?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6874406905292776454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=6874406905292776454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6874406905292776454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6874406905292776454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-965029309363991642</id><published>2009-01-23T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:17:07.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...CNY is around the corner, better beware of corrupted cops! Had an incident just the other day when we went to Queen's Park (yes, we found it!), some place we were damn unfamiliar with. Luckily sis didn't wanna bribe the dumbass, he let us go after pretending to issue us a ticket. I guess he probably couldn't even cock up with some dumb reason for a ticket. Cops in Malaysia are damn corrupted. If we keep refusing to bribe them, I guess we would have a cleaner police force in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt; better note...&lt;br /&gt;I got the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Endeavour Scholarship&lt;/span&gt;! Yippee! OZ here I come in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;FULL FORCE&lt;/span&gt;! Ok, maybe not exactly full but damn a lot lar... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get back to my biannual spring cleaning now. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy CNY everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-965029309363991642?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/965029309363991642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=965029309363991642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/965029309363991642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/965029309363991642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-because_23.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-3759794277885257204</id><published>2009-01-16T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:34:52.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is wrong, I'm not even gonna think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-3759794277885257204?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3759794277885257204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=3759794277885257204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3759794277885257204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3759794277885257204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-because_16.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1702118452026248950</id><published>2009-01-11T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T12:56:14.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm spending my last week in Penang before I leave, I've been busy catching up with everyone here. Some things I've learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who my real friends truly are&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How the need for attention disintegrates the morals of some&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much I'll miss Penang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is punishing to stay out of touch for too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some things stay the same&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll miss Yunn Yee the most&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sigh... I can't believe I'll really be leaving soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I'm also super excited! I wonder what this experience will bring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1702118452026248950?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1702118452026248950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1702118452026248950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1702118452026248950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1702118452026248950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-because_11.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-7483783461568328098</id><published>2009-01-03T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:13:14.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you get really scary when you're drunk, I HAVE to avoid you. Not always because I want to. You can't blame me when you get violent everytime you have too much to drink. I have endured enough. The tipping point was reached when you started to get physically abusive - a step further than your usual verbal abuse. I will not allow myself to be subjected to that. Call me selfish, tell me that I'm full of myself, mock me and call me the 'amighty one'. In times like this, I have to put my safety above all else. Telling me that you're worried about me just because you're not there and don't know my friends and asking me to allow you to drive me home when you're pissed drunk is definitely not a good idea. And you should know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time you took a step back and realize why we broke up in the first place. Stop being in denial and lying to yourself and others. I've had to hurt you time and time just to make sure you got closure but it doesn't help. It's time for you to move on, although we barely started anything in the first place... And stop harassing my friends and yours. You could just be the one who's being inconsiderate and selfish, not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-7483783461568328098?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/7483783461568328098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=7483783461568328098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7483783461568328098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/7483783461568328098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-because_03.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-696188576755941105</id><published>2009-01-02T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:22:51.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a new year should be filled with hopes and dreams, I'm leaving all the bad stuff of 2008 behind. This new year I hope to have better judgment of people, especially people I date so as to ward off psychos, playboys and the sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great celebration this year - the first with the Hartamas gang, with infiltrations from some others halfway through the night/day. Will try to post pictures if I get a hold of any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To a hopeful, exciting, glorious new year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-696188576755941105?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/696188576755941105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=696188576755941105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/696188576755941105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/696188576755941105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-8038417774963402682</id><published>2008-12-29T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:27:03.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...of a half-drunken escapade, I've wound up looking like a unicorn. Or flowerhorn. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been 'collecting' people that I meet along the way who are in/going to Sydney. So many people! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve is coming. Have you decided how to celebrate? I haven't. Too many choices. Somehow I feel like I'll end up at one of the many parties various friends intend to host at Duta Vista. No more silly injuries this time, I pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-8038417774963402682?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8038417774963402682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=8038417774963402682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8038417774963402682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8038417774963402682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-because_29.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-6117125730869973666</id><published>2008-12-23T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:47:29.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...of one haircut, she burst into the scene from her obscure little spot. Geniosity. I hate my new haircut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-6117125730869973666?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/6117125730869973666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=6117125730869973666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6117125730869973666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/6117125730869973666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-because_23.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-585563381504573887</id><published>2008-12-22T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:10:57.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've got my confirmation, I'm super excited! I'm living with Yunn at the moment cos I'm too lazy to check into my hostel and then check out again. Will be returning to KL on Xmas eve! Woohoo! Will most likely have to come back again sometime to settle my credit transfers, pay my fees, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been running around all day today, I'm so tired... Too lazy to go out even. Can't believe this. Been surfing the Internet to find cheap secondhand textbooks I can use there. Wonder if everyone really uses the cheaper outdated versions of the books. Hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-585563381504573887?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/585563381504573887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=585563381504573887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/585563381504573887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/585563381504573887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-because_22.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-3132236970837407471</id><published>2008-12-19T20:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:33:30.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm too lazy to pack and I can't open the damn packaging to install my Microsoft Office, I've been surfing aimlessly on the Internet. Here's what &lt;a href="http://www.wubiwubi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rubi's blog&lt;/a&gt; got me to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The OkCupid Kissing Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are 48% Passionate,  58% Romantic,  and 47% Experienced!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/11242046383654103785.jpeg" width="337" height="507" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweet Kisses, Sweet Girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So you're The Girlfriend. We call you that not because you're necessarily someone's girlfriend right now, but because you're the ideal girlfriend to smooch when you ARE hooked up. You've got high ratings for both Romance (58%) and Passion (47%). ) and you're experienced enough to be a sensitive and sexy kisser without being SO experienced it turns potential partners off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can be super-girly, and you appreciate some of the gestures of traditional romance. But you're also more than ready for a deep, steamy makeout session with a hottie you dig. You don't like to play games, and you're generous with both your affection and your lust. You like to get to know your makeout partner over time, and you pride yourself on being able to provide what they need. In short, you're hard-wired for kissing people you care about, and the depth of your experience is going to prove more valuable than breadth in the long run.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Boyfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (or, hey, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;The Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;The Real Deal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;are the best matches to your superb smooching skills. If you just want a great makeout, you might try &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Vixen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rogue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They're suitable matches on the passion scale, but they're lacking in the kind of romance you crave, so don't say we didn't warn you if they love you and leave you. (They can't help it... they're just sort of like that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="shady-slide"&gt;           &lt;div class="interior"&gt;               &lt;h3&gt;Compared to other takers&lt;/h3&gt;               &lt;ul class="percents"&gt;&lt;li class="clearfix"&gt;&lt;span class="explanation"&gt;You scored 48% on &lt;strong&gt;Passion&lt;/strong&gt;, higher than &lt;strong&gt;15%&lt;/strong&gt; of your peers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="clearfix"&gt;&lt;span class="explanation"&gt;You scored 58% on &lt;strong&gt;Romance&lt;/strong&gt;, higher than &lt;strong&gt;90%&lt;/strong&gt; of your peers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="clearfix"&gt;&lt;span class="explanation"&gt;You scored 47% on &lt;strong&gt;Experience&lt;/strong&gt;, higher than &lt;strong&gt;34%&lt;/strong&gt; of your peers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="clearfix"&gt;&lt;span class="explanation"&gt;You scored 100% on &lt;strong&gt;Woman&lt;/strong&gt;, higher than &lt;strong&gt;35%&lt;/strong&gt; of your peers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div class="shady-slide"&gt;           &lt;div class="interior"&gt;               &lt;h3&gt;How everyone did&lt;/h3&gt;               &lt;ul class="variables clearfix"&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;img src="http://chart.apis.google.com/chart?chs=145x80&amp;amp;cht=lc&amp;amp;chco=38A20A&amp;amp;chm=B,d7ecce,0,0,0&amp;amp;chxt=x&amp;amp;chxr=0,0,100&amp;amp;chds=0,4568&amp;amp;chd=t:0,0,65,65,65,65,178,348,477,840,2055,2123,2722,4568,3166,2775,2905,1116,627,255,31,17" alt="Passion Distribution" /&gt;      &lt;span&gt;Passion&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;img src="http://chart.apis.google.com/chart?chs=145x80&amp;amp;cht=lc&amp;amp;chco=38A20A&amp;amp;chm=B,d7ecce,0,0,0&amp;amp;chxt=x&amp;amp;chxr=0,0,100&amp;amp;chds=0,3759&amp;amp;chd=t:0,0,0,85,85,85,85,62,0,1156,1967,2884,3463,1952,3759,3228,2315,1469,872,442,0,30,14,0,0,0,0,0,0" alt="Romance Distribution" /&gt;      &lt;span&gt;Romance&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;img src="http://chart.apis.google.com/chart?chs=145x80&amp;amp;cht=lc&amp;amp;chco=38A20A&amp;amp;chm=B,d7ecce,0,0,0&amp;amp;chxt=x&amp;amp;chxr=0,0,100&amp;amp;chds=0,3655&amp;amp;chd=t:370,370,370,277,0,78,1045,1708,2420,3215,85,3655,3309,2783,2020,72,1411,870,366,0" alt="Experience Distribution" /&gt;      &lt;span&gt;Experience&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;img src="http://chart.apis.google.com/chart?chs=145x80&amp;amp;cht=lc&amp;amp;chco=38A20A&amp;amp;chm=B,d7ecce,0,0,0&amp;amp;chxt=x&amp;amp;chxr=0,0,100&amp;amp;chds=0,1618&amp;amp;chd=t:1618,1618,1617,1618,1617,1617,1617,1618,1617,1617,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0" alt="Woman Distribution" /&gt;      &lt;span&gt;Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I don't really get the woman part. Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I have to ask... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yao mou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;" 47% experienced only? Hahaha... And 48% passionate? How can? I'm very passionate ok... Hmph! But I AM girlfriend material lar, can't deny that. Heehee! :) Sigh... This makes me miss having someone I love to kiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-3132236970837407471?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3132236970837407471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=3132236970837407471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3132236970837407471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3132236970837407471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-because_9235.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1748927837958380158</id><published>2008-12-19T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:39:37.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it is not their religious holiday, we need to go back to school the day after the Winter Solstice celebration when families get together to mark one month before the Chinese New Year. How are we supposed to have reunions in peace knowing that school begins the next day and most of us have to travel for hours to get to school? Because of that, myself and my friends are celebrating the festival a day earlier so that we can take the next day to do our traveling and settling in before classes commence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, maybe it is not THAT important a holiday to warrant such complaints although they do get other religious holidays interspersed between. What about x'mas then? Our classes start 3 days before x'mas and the norm is to have a holiday only on x'mas day itself. Every year, students either have to sacrifice celebrating this holiday with their family or take their 'own holiday'. Keep in mind that not everyone can do that as some students have to fly across seas to get home. Why can't they just begin lessons a week later? Wouldn't that be so much easier for everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, exams were even scheduled on Deepavali. After much furore did they postpone the exams on that day. Maybe they didn't realise it was a religious holiday when they set the dates. Does this show some sort of insensitivity? They had the courtesy to postpone exams on that particular date but did not bother to give an extra day of holiday for students to return to their hometowns. Not enough, I say. No wonder a movement had to be formed to protect their rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Hari Raya this year, we had a whole extra week of holidays for the festivities. Yay! I was genuinely happy. Who doesn't love holidays? Everyone gets more time to spend time with their friends and family, eating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuih raya&lt;/span&gt; and collecting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duit raya&lt;/span&gt;... but shouldn't there be some sort of equality here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1748927837958380158?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1748927837958380158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1748927837958380158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1748927837958380158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1748927837958380158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-because_19.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-3519234528073308203</id><published>2008-12-15T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:11:42.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...of political mileage, we see the debate arising again on whether or not to have the teaching of Science and Maths in English. Sigh... Why does this keep happening? Of course teaching it in English is a good idea. How else can we be on par with the rest of the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's not just about being on par. It's about gaining knowledge, learning, growing. If all available information is mostly in English, shouldn't that be the language we should all master? I mean, I struggled learning Science in Malay back in school. Because of that, I couldn't understand and relate so many things just because everything was translated into Malay terms that just don't make much sense. Just as I started to accept the possibility that I could be intellectually-lacking, I entered Form Six and started learning Science in English. Everything made sense. My Chemistry grade jumped to an A from a pathetic grade last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need English just for Maths and Science. We need it to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;communicate&lt;/span&gt;. It pains me to meet people who can't use English for they never really bothered to learn it. How are they gonna enter the workforce? Case in point: A colleague I recently worked with who also had no backbone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Why lar like that? Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-3519234528073308203?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/3519234528073308203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=3519234528073308203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3519234528073308203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/3519234528073308203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-because_15.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1408668249666360971</id><published>2008-12-10T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:56:40.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I've been so damn busy, I haven't had the time to update. Work's a drag, I've fallen sick. An apparent vitamin B deficiency that has got me looking like I've got oral herpes or something. Sigh. I now realise how I've been abusing my body so badly. I googled it and it seems that if I don't cut down on alcohol or take more supplements, this sort of deficiency could be fatal *gasp* Trying to quit my job by this weekend. Can't believe I'll be going back to uni so soon =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just because something is famous it doesn't necessarily means it's good. I think I've mentioned this before but the latest account involves food, more specifically the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roti babi&lt;/span&gt; at Yut Kee. Yunn has been giving me all the hype about it for so long and we were supposed to go. Dad saw it featured in the papers the other day and decided to bring us there for a Sunday brunch treat. Turns out that I used to go there as a kid! The place was crowded. We had to queue up for about 15 mins before we were seated. The excitement was immense but when the food came, it died down completely. Everything we ordered was bad except for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hokkien mee&lt;/span&gt;. That was really good though =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'm in the midst of booking my flight ticket to Sydney and boy, can I tell you that it's such a headache! Since I'm on such a strict budget my eyes have been poring the computer screen for hours on end each day to TRY to get a cheaper flight. I'm so pissed now cos the flight I wanted is sold out and the other cheap available one is at a weird hour AND it has become SGD2 more expensive for the return ticket when the clock struck midnight about an hour ago! Argh!!! Mau mati. Sigh. Anyone has any cheap flight recommendation or wanna donate to my education fund? It would be greatly appreciated!!! Weee!!! =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1408668249666360971?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1408668249666360971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1408668249666360971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1408668249666360971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1408668249666360971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-8716660498877071597</id><published>2008-11-28T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:31:53.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...one is incompetent, should he still be allowed to keep his job? In my opinion, NO. Today is the 28th November 2008. My deadline to decide on going to Wollongong is in 2 days. Less because half the day is gone and Australian time is ahead of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incompetent fool from the International Office was supposed to have settled my scholarship last week. He is 2 weeks late. He told me that I would know the results 2 days ago. But guess what? He was on leave on Wed and Thurs, and when I called today I was told that he's on emergency leave. WOW. He promised that I would know the result before the deadline. It is his job to get things done according to urgency but he decided to procrastinate AND THEN DISAPPEAR. Best part? No one knows what the hell he does and no one can help me with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-8716660498877071597?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8716660498877071597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=8716660498877071597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8716660498877071597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8716660498877071597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-because_28.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-8863930713827621298</id><published>2008-11-25T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:17:05.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...this is my last holiday ever, I'm supposed to be enjoying it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kau-kau&lt;/span&gt;. Why is that not the case? Sigh... Actually I shouldn't be complaining. Life is hectic because of good things (I hope) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been offered to study in the University of Wollongong for my last semester! Yay! Right now I'm just waiting for the result of my scholarship application, which I should know tomorrow *fingers crossed* I'm really excited about this. FINALLY I can actually make it after the failed attempts to Universiteit van Amsterdam and ESADE in Spain because now I actually have a shot at a scholarship. This is a much cheaper alternative with the exchange rate at 2.19 to the Ringgit when I checked it 2 days back. My family is being really supportive this time around despite dad's contract in Singapore ending. I'm busy looking for other scholarships right now but most of the deadlines have passed. Sigh... Working on an essay for Golden Key's Asia-Pacific Student Exchange Scholarship. Deadline's in 3 days! Oh boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courses I intend to take at UoW to complete my degree:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIN226: Financial Markets and Institutions&lt;/span&gt; (6 credit points) to replace AFP368: Options &amp;amp; Futures - Quite redundant since I've done this paper but my school's paper is redundant anyway. We've learned about options and futures twice already in other papers, dunno why they need one more paper specifically for it. Oh well... I hope my Deputy Dean will sign off my credit transfer form for this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MGMT314: Strategic Management&lt;/span&gt; (6 credit points) to replace ATW393E: Strategic Management - I hope they will have the simulation thing my school uses too =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIN241: International Financial Management&lt;/span&gt; (6 credit points) to replace AFP365E: International Finance - Really hope this passes off because their International Finance paper is only offered in the Spring semester. Anyway I think this paper is more relevant. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSYC350: Social Behaviour and Individual Differences&lt;/span&gt; (8 credit points) to replace STU242: Social Psychology - I actually wanted to take Developmental Psychology but since it's also only offered in Spring I decided to take this paper. I think it's rather interesting too, probably more than the one offered by my school. Blessing in disguise? Maybe :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Because it is my final semester, I have to be more careful in the courses that I choose because if I'm unable to transfer it back, I won't be able to graduate until 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of deciding on where I'll live, if I do go. I need to decide by 30 November! That's 5 days from now! Omg. My top 2 choices are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uow.edu.au/about/accommodation/residences/ihouse/overview/index.html"&gt;International House&lt;/a&gt;. This is a catered residence, situated closer to my campus, 15 minutes from the beach and minutes away from the train station (dunno if this is a good thing, might be noisy). They have an award-winning iLive program which sounds amazing with all the activities they organize. Just afraid it's a bit too pricey though. It'll cost me AUD5,460.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uow.edu.au/about/accommodation/residences/keiraview/overview/index.html"&gt;Keiraview&lt;/a&gt;. This is a self-catered residence, right smack in the CBD which should be fun but unfortunately it is a 40-minute walk from campus. Seems a bit troublesome to me and I might be too stingy to take the shuttle. Haha! It also operates as a motel and youth backpackers' inn. It's a beautiful place though, each room has its own balcony, TV and each resident has his/her own fridge! It looks cleaner and nicer too. I'll have to prepare my own meals, which could be cheaper. Living here would set me back by AUD3,950. It's about AUD1,500 cheaper than International House. I dunno which to choose!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Is it me, or is university accommodation very expensive overseas? Hm... Any advice or suggestions, please let me know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I was busy with: Preparing for my interview with Brunsfield. It's for my compulsory industrial training course. It seems like a really nice place to work, it won the Best Employer's Award in 2005 and they are very eco-friendly! I went for the interview yesterday and got the part already, it's for next year when I finish my final semester. I just need to confirm the exact date I can commence and they'll send me my offer letter. Woohoo! Only downside is, I'll have to be 'uniformed'. Trainees are required to wear only white shirts (short or long-sleeved) with black skirts and black court shoes everyday except on Friday when we have the option of wearing black slacks. Hm... And makeup is compulsory. Another point is that it's in Tmn Tun, which takes me 25 minutes to get there when there's no traffic jam. Sis argues that it's better than working in the city. True also... Although there's hardly any parking there also. Oh well... We'll wait and see. I'm still waiting for Standard Chartered to open up their internship applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to start work with Mastermind Training International tomorrow. There goes my holidays. It's a good learning experience though, and I get to save extra money to go to Australia, if I do go. I'm trying to postpone it till next week though, because there's gonna be a little family trip to Genting this Thursday and Friday cos I have a free room. Jackson's not replying though, gotta call him again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I have officially been back for only 4 days and this is what I've been swamped with. Not bad, I'm taking it all in stride =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much happier note, Joel will be back in 6 days! And Russell in about 2 weeks! I can't wait! Time for a little reunion. Gonna try to reunite with Suria, Chen Hoong and Amy this Friday at Bangkok Jazz for ThingOne if everything works out. Yippee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-8863930713827621298?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8863930713827621298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=8863930713827621298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8863930713827621298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8863930713827621298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-because_25.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-8551766553739318548</id><published>2008-11-18T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:22:28.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you are not purely Malaysian, you can be an instant hit in this country. Has anybody noticed that almost all models that we see in magazines are caucasian? If you really pay attention, note that almost all of them come from Andrews Models too. Is this Malaysia? I tend to forget, browsing through our magazines sometimes. Maybe globalization has reached our shores in a different form and now we have to be represented by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angmoh&lt;/span&gt;-looking models, wearing local designs... And by now I actually mean starting many years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody tell me why? I'm not just talking about models here... I include the whole range of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angmoh&lt;/span&gt;-looking celebrities as well. Some of them barely have the talent to go by but are catapulted by their looks. I'm sorry I have to bring this up and I know that the person I'm about to talk about is a good friend of a friend so I'm prepared to get lashed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently attended a Dunhill event (unknowingly) where Joey G was due to perform. I was excited because he was Iqram's half of the Cosmic Space Munkeys and I have heard so much about him. When he got up on stage to prep, I almost melted because of his good looks (although I know he's married) but the moment he started spinning, it was a disappointment. I guess I was not the only one who felt that way because the huge crowd that had gathered before started to disperse, and pretty quickly. What had happened to the raves about him? Seriously. I think it was all because he's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angmoh&lt;/span&gt;, not that I have anything against that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other reason I brought this up was because I actually miss Peter a lot (a Swedish guy I dated). I was dreaming of having him come over to Malaysia and it hit me that it would be pretty easy for him to get a job here despite the global economic slowdown simply because he's good looking. People get jobs based on looks sometimes, it's not a secret. That's why some companies do not allow you to send in your photo along with your resume. It hit me that if he were to be a model here, he'd be an instant hit too... With his long blonde hair, blue-green eyes and great complexion with a hot bod to boot. It was at this point that it dawned on me that ALMOST ANYONE with some foreign blood can be a model here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-8551766553739318548?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/8551766553739318548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=8551766553739318548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8551766553739318548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/8551766553739318548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-because_18.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-2396633533608419961</id><published>2008-11-12T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:40:54.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I study in a local public university, should I be made to feel less worthy? Sadly, this is how the employment sector has chosen to treat local graduates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not living in my own little world. I know that I can't be compared to a Cambridge or Harvard graduate but shouldn't I deserve a chance too? **&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I actually got accepted into a few reputable universities in the UK but declined the offer due to financial constraints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;** It pains me to no end that my applications are dismissed without second thought. A certain internship application I submitted 4 months ago still has not been viewed at all. It's true. If I was deemed unfit after my application was viewed, it's fine... But they won't even look at it. I heard this from the mouth of a Human Resource Manager myself. Unless I'm from a world-class university, most companies would not even bother. By most companies, I mean companies that would provide me with a good learning curve, not one where my full potential will not be realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people actually see students who manage to get into a local public university as highly qualified. It's no wonder. STPM is only about the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; most difficult exam in the world! I guess that's why I've always wanted to do Form Six, I wanted to be challenged. Here I am now, with such treatment. Sigh... Maybe the matriculation students kinda 'dumb us down a little' but nevertheless we're still of quality. I know a lot of brilliant matriculation students too. Or could it be the lack of soft skills? We've heard this many times over in the media. Maybe it's true that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; local grads do not have good language or communication skills but not everyone's like that. My circle of friends is made up of eloquent speakers with a strong sense of leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Did that many rotten eggs actually spoil the basket we're in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say we deserve a chance. At least take a look at our credentials before dismissing us. You might be missing out on a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**I just got offered a job after meeting somebody for the first time at the PSMB conference in Genting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See what I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-2396633533608419961?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2396633533608419961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=2396633533608419961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2396633533608419961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2396633533608419961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-because_12.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-4005720537182393411</id><published>2008-11-08T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:09:41.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I was not wearing long pants, I got kicked out of my university's health centre yesterday. I was there to visit a friend and after an hour, the staff returned from their long Friday break and decided to come into the women's ward to kick us out. It's fine if they were polite about it but it was almost as though they were out to embarrass you and give you shit. I mean, so what if I'm not wearing long pants? Why does there have to be a rule about it? How does it affect their medical procedures? If the doctors get a hard on and can't concentrate then that's their fault for not being professional. C'mon man... What if I was in pyjamas in my room (and without a bra) and I suddenly faint? Will they ask my room mate to dress me up before they would give me any medical attention? It's absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't there more serious issues to battle in university? What about nabbing those clothes theives or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mat rempits&lt;/span&gt; that create annoyances? Wouldn't that be more effective than going into women's wards and kicking those who are not 'ethically dressed' out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such contradiction. During my first year, I experienced my first fire drill at 1.30am. I had just fallen asleep from a long day and had an early start the next day. When the alarm went off, I jumped out of bed thinking it was a real emergency and was about to run out immediately. Luckily I decided to put on my bra first in case all my clothes would be burnt. I didn't wanna spend the next few days in my jammies and bra-less. To my horror, I discovered that it was a drill when I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cameramen&lt;/span&gt; filming us!!! Most of us were in pyjamas except for the few who were still awake or already knew about the drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;THIS MAKES PERFECT SENSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rules&lt;/span&gt; that disallow students from wearing anything 'unethical', their only chance to see us dressed 'unethically' are during fire drills &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thus they have to film it.&lt;/span&gt; Nonsense, I tell you. N-O-N-S-E-A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-4005720537182393411?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/4005720537182393411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=4005720537182393411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/4005720537182393411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/4005720537182393411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-because_08.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-2323732552005564723</id><published>2008-11-01T17:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:53:49.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it goes against my principles, I will probably forgo applying to BAT to do PR. As much as I really wanna try dabbling in it, especially since I heard that BAT is a good company to work in, I can't be two-faced. Here I am on one hand stealing and hiding my friends ciggies so they won't smoke so much and on the other hand, I'm considering promoting ciggies as a career. Sigh. What contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary how I'm about to hit 23 soon and enter the working world, becoming a REAL adult, not merely reaching (and surpassing) age 21. I've got all these fears about my future, about how I might not be as successful as I always imagine myself to be. The US (and global) financial meltdown isn't helping either. What am I to do when my chosen career field is facing such crises? I'm thinking of continuing my studies, perhaps doing my Master's or CFA if I get a scholarship while waiting for times to get better... But I also wanna help out with my family's financial position and we all know that the economy is cyclical, now that the market is tumbling, it's bound to rebound and it might be a great opportunity for me. I am not God though, and I've learned that market timing is vital but how does one know that? I'm keeping my fingers crossed for better times ahead and more luck with my applications...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-2323732552005564723?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2323732552005564723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=2323732552005564723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2323732552005564723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2323732552005564723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-1538861028707591021</id><published>2008-10-28T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:21:52.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...some things are (not) meant to be I have to live to the adage of "You have to be cruel to be kind". I've learnt time and time again that this is indeed true. I'll just have to accept it and keep trying my best to be 'kind'. Sigh... Treated myself to a game of team Risk with Julian, Brandon and Andrew last night. Brandon and I make a great team. We totally kicked ass! Muahaha! Felt so much better after the game although I barely managed any studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm a nice friend I've decided to join the boys for dinner and watch 'Tropic Thunder' together tonight (hahahahaha). Tony's on the way now, gonna try to squeeze in some studying/games before leaving. Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-1538861028707591021?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/1538861028707591021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=1538861028707591021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1538861028707591021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/1538861028707591021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-because_28.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-46793377950159238</id><published>2008-10-26T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:51:38.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I feel lazy and it's Deepavali tomorrow, I'm going for Aravin's 'open house' tonight. I've been doing nothing at home on my study break so I figured I should get out of the house. That might make me feel guilty and push me to study more instead of staying home flipping channels or reading mags. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really need an A for Financial Statements Analysis&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Diwali everybody! And sorry Ruby, for having to miss a crazy party at your place with your extended family (I mean, mine ;P). Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-46793377950159238?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/46793377950159238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=46793377950159238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/46793377950159238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/46793377950159238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-because_26.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2724552431485801582.post-2145863620912346278</id><published>2008-10-19T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:53:02.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Just because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I want a new outlet, I've created this blog. Just thought about how my name sounds like 'because' in mandarin (because Susy from China kept calling me 'because') and how it's such a useful word to begin ranting hence the URL. Seeing as to how www.justbecause.blogspot.com and www.simplybecause.blogspot.com have been taken up by people who only posted once or twice(!!!), I've resorted to www.merelybecause.blogspot.com. I hope to be updating this blog more often to keep up with my deteriorating memory and keep in touch with people I meet along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2724552431485801582-2145863620912346278?l=merelybecause.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/feeds/2145863620912346278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2724552431485801582&amp;postID=2145863620912346278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2145863620912346278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2724552431485801582/posts/default/2145863620912346278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merelybecause.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-because.html' title=''/><author><name>YiNwEi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02804315904871190855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LGtcSr1y-1w/Sc2jK00V8pI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bznqtM11KHA/S220/s320x240.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
