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		<title>mobile tv</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 15:03:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[mobile. so this lady got onto the train and sat down about 3 seats away from me. It was around 10am in the morning so there were empty seats all around. Anyways she started to sms someone feverishly, and then within a minute, she proceeded to make a call &#8211; during which she spoke rather [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ennairda.wordpress.com&blog=1130288&post=871&subd=ennairda&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><strong>mobile</strong>. so this lady got onto the train and sat down about 3 seats away from me. It was around 10am in the morning so there were empty seats all around. Anyways she started to sms someone feverishly, and then within a minute, she proceeded to make a call &#8211; during which she spoke rather loudly. And then after the call was done,  I thought we could have some peace and quiet. But from her mobile came these noises that were so familiar &#8230; it was the laugh track from Just For Laughs&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..<br />
YES she was watching TV on her mobile. Please don&#8217;t ask me why she didn&#8217;t bother to use earphones or something. Perhaps she wanted to share the joy of watching gags. And if that&#8217;s not enough, she also started to laugh loudly along with the laugh track.<br />
I guess she did realize that she was making a huge fool of herself and she stopped watching about 5 minutes later. So she kept her phone and became very quiet, like a very well-behaved primary school kid sitting at the back of the class. </p>
<p><strong>game</strong>. Yesterday I was sitting in Mang&#8217;s room (I mean the room that was meant for Mang before we decided that our bedroom is actually hers) looking at my bear stuff. Then I turned my head and looked at the DVD rack which has a section allocated to my PSP games. And i just looked&#8230; and then suddenly I realized I have a game I didn&#8217;t know I have! Oops. </p>
<p>I must have bought it secondhand the other time. Anyways since I&#8217;m at the topic, I probably won&#8217;t be buying more games anytime soon except for Patapon 2. I want to finish my Jeanne D&#8217;Arc and then proceed to my 2 FFs I got for my birthday. LocoRoco 2 can be finished in a short time as well but I&#8217;m just relishing it ahaha</p>
<p>Speaking of Jeanne, I&#8217;m at this stage where it seems rather tedious. Bleah. And also the story has finally deviated from history and there&#8217;s a talking frog in the party&#8230;. -_-</p>
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		<title>vicious</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 02:47:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[mean. I&#8217;m vicious and mean. About 2 days ago, I was waiting for the train at the interchange. As usual, I stood behind the lines and waited within the safety area. Within a minute or so, the train was approaching. This woman (I shan&#8217;t call her &#8216;lady&#8217;), who was about 50+, suddenly pushed me really [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ennairda.wordpress.com&blog=1130288&post=862&subd=ennairda&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><strong>mean</strong>. I&#8217;m vicious and mean. About 2 days ago, I was waiting for the train at the interchange. As usual, I stood behind the lines and waited within the safety area. Within a minute or so, the train was approaching. This woman (I shan&#8217;t call her &#8216;lady&#8217;), who was about 50+, suddenly pushed me really hard on my shoulder. So my response was to give her the Vicious Glare of Death and said very loudly &#8216;EH!&#8217;</p>
<p>The woman said in Mandarin &#8216;What? the train is here already, can&#8217;t you move???&#8217;</p>
<p>So I responded &#8216;Can&#8217;t you let the people in the train out first!??!?! The train is not going to disappear you know!&#8217;</p>
<p>At this point, a number of people were staring at us. I don&#8217;t care. She jabbed me really hard when she pushed. And she&#8217;s being rude, pushing her way around.</p>
<p><strong>toy</strong>. On a happier, and cuter note. My grandma gave AS and I these stuffed-toy-in-a-mug things for Christmas a few years ago. I remember I left them on the bookcase nearby for about a year until we adopted Mollie. Mollie was a curious girl, and soon she managed to get the stuffed toys (a zebra and a leopard) out of the mugs from the shelf. </p>
<p>She played with them a lot until I realized they were falling apart and possibly beyond repair. So AS decided to hide them. </p>
<p>For about a year or so, I&#8217;ve not seen the stuffed toys. Until yesterday, Mollie took her Zebra and put it on the coffee table. Then she looked at me happily as if to say &#8216;Hey! Look what I found!! <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> &#8216;</p>
<p>I stared at the former fugitive Zebra, all tattered and torn and missing its eyes. &#8230; &#8230; And then at Mollie who was all smiley and happy that she&#8217;s found her &#8216;childhood&#8217; toy.</p>
<p>Mollie then picked it up again and started chewing on it. I said to her &#8216;Don&#8217;t do that, the Zebra is dying!&#8217; And she stopped chewing, looked at me, and just held on to her dearest Zebra. Then she let out a loud sigh and hugged her Zebra just like how she holds her chew bone. </p>
<p>This was this morning.<br />
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<p><strong>games</strong>. I finished Cate West in a whim that day. I think I just wanted it out of my way. Jeanne is almost a Rouen but I have a strange feeling something is going to happen to Lianne so I&#8217;m a little apprehensive about going to the next stage. </p>
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		<title>sigh&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 13:30:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[urgh. so today AS and I were having coffee. We were somewhere near the entrance of the shop and there were stalls selling bags and watches within our sight. This couple was sitting in front of us and the lady was facing the stalls.
Anyways what happened was, in the midst of our coffee break, there [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ennairda.wordpress.com&blog=1130288&post=851&subd=ennairda&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>urgh. so today AS and I were having coffee. We were somewhere near the entrance of the shop and there were stalls selling bags and watches within our sight. This couple was sitting in front of us and the lady was facing the stalls.<br />
Anyways what happened was, in the midst of our coffee break, there was a sudden commotion. We heard a woman shouting away in mandarin and we turned to see this 40 year old (i&#8217;m guessing) yelling at the young salesgirl from the stall selling watches. Behind her was a 5 or 6 year old boy shrieking away like a maniac, flailing his arms about.<br />
Apparently the boy knocked over something and the salesgirl told him to be careful.<br />
His mother (I presume) yelled at the girl saying &#8216;What are you so anxious about?!!! I&#8217;ll pay lah~~~!!! You think I no money ah!???&#8217;<br />
I saw the girl pick up something from the ground and then she seemed to be explaining something, I thought she was saying that she was just trying to tell the boy to be careful but I&#8217;m not very sure.<br />
In response the woman shouted &#8216;WHAT!?? Why are you talking so loudly!??? AH??!?&#8217; And then she added that the girl was rude, and that she had money to pay for whatever the boy broke.<br />
and it went on for a few minutes while the boy was still shouting away.<br />
The entire mall heard the commotion I think, and those who saw what happened felt so bad for the salesgirl. In the end the lady just walked off still shouting at the girl.<br />
SIGH!</p>
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		<title>Roar</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 01:40:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know our national icon is the merlion, and apparently Sang Nila Utama (or his men) saw a lion here. Anyways my point in today&#8217;s post is that thre&#8217;s this kid on the MRT yesterday. It first arrived in a pram and a fairly large one too. Once the MRT doors opened, the kid was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ennairda.wordpress.com&blog=1130288&post=760&subd=ennairda&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I know our national icon is the merlion, and apparently Sang Nila Utama (or his men) saw a lion here. Anyways my point in today&#8217;s post is that thre&#8217;s this kid on the MRT yesterday. It first arrived in a pram and a fairly large one too. Once the MRT doors opened, the kid was roaring away in the pram, like a little animal. </p>
<p>Ok not really roaring but making those little lion cub sounds that go RARRRR! RARRR!! RARRR!!! RARRR!!</p>
<p>Well. Within a minute of settling down, kid still in a pram, the mother started to say &#8216;quiet &#8230; quiet&#8230;&#8217; in a very soft and nonchalant tone. </p>
<p>But the more she did that, the louder the kid became. And the irritating RARRRARRRARRRRR!!!! sound became REOW! REOW! REOW! REOW! &#8211; just like an animal!</p>
<p>The mum didn&#8217;t know what else she could do so she did the worse thing possible which was to unleash her kid to the carriage. And the kid ran all over the place screaming REOW! REOW! REOW!!!!! </p>
<p>ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</p>
<p>They left in a few more stops but it was like eternity! I can&#8217;t imagine what the poor mother goes through on a daily basis~~ and at certain points, the kid really sounded so much like some alien creature that it was more scary than irritating!</p>
<p>sigh!</p>
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		<title>Phone Call</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 03:16:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Phone rings.
Ayu: Hello.
Woman in the Phone: Hallo. Can I speak to Tan A. S.* ??
Ayu: Who is this?
Woman in the Phone: Er&#8230; can I speak to Tan A. S.*?
Ayu: (frustrated) WHO is this?!
Woman in the Phone: Er&#8230; I am looking for Tan A. S. Er&#8230; Mr. or Miss ah? Are you Tan A. S. ??
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><em>Phone rings.</em></p>
<p><strong>Ayu: </strong>Hello.<br />
<strong>Woman in the Phone:</strong> Hallo. Can I speak to Tan A. S.* ??<br />
<strong>Ayu:</strong> Who is this?<br />
<strong>Woman in the Phone:</strong> Er&#8230; can I speak to Tan A. S.*?<br />
<strong>Ayu:</strong> (frustrated) WHO is this?!<br />
<strong>Woman in the Phone:</strong> Er&#8230; I am looking for Tan A. S. Er&#8230; Mr. or Miss ah? Are you Tan A. S. ??<br />
<strong>Ayu: </strong>WHO Are YOU?!~<br />
<strong>Woman in the Phone:</strong> Er, You are Tan A. S.?<br />
<strong>Ayu:</strong> WHO ARE YOU?!</p>
<p><em>Woman hangs up. </em><br />
<em>*click*</em></p>
<p><strong>Ayu :</strong> Grrr&#8230;.</p>
<p><em>Note:</em> I feel like calling back and ask again &#8220;WHO ARE YOU?!&#8221; since they didn&#8217;t bother to introduce themselves and I have their number from Caller ID. </p>
<p>* name shortened. </p>
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		<title>why is it that&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 01:20:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[people find screaming kids amusing? So yesterday I spent a very nice afternoon at Royal Copenhagen with N. We had lunch and sat there chatting. Had tea and cake and sat there chatting. and lo and behold, 4 hours passed before we knew it. Of course we did a little shopping, and bought something. 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><strong>people find screaming kids amusing?</strong> So yesterday I spent a very nice afternoon at Royal Copenhagen with N. We had lunch and sat there chatting. Had tea and cake and sat there chatting. and lo and behold, 4 hours passed before we knew it. Of course we did a little shopping, and bought something. </p>
<p>And ok, this is really not the part I wanted to tell you about. What I wanted to say was, on my way home after my taitai afternoon, I saw one of the most appalling kids ever. What happened was the train did not have seats, and at the stop where I got on, apparently someone who was sitting in front of a kid and his mum (? i&#8217;m guessing) alighted. So there&#8217;s this empty seat infront of them. Seeing that most of us are fit young people who do not need to sit even though our journey may be way longer than this parent and her kid, all of us standing didn&#8217;t take the empty seat anyways. </p>
<p>What happened was the mother seated her son, and immediately, for some reason, he started screaming away. And then she said &#8216;ok ok I sit with you.&#8217; and she sat down on the seat and tries to shift herself to one side of the seat so that the little boy could sit. Of course the lady next to them, whom I assume is related to the mother and child in some way, shifted as well to make space for the boy. The boy continued screaming and crying and sat for 1 second before he slid off the seat and sat on the floor flailing his arms around. And he continued crying and screaming his head off. </p>
<p>Now that&#8217;s not the most appalling part. What annoyed me most was people around started to smile and laugh because they were amused! WHY? this kid is noisy and flailing his possibly icky arms around, and people are smiling?!</p>
<p>&#8230;.</p>
<p>I moved to another section of the carriage so I could read my book in peace. </p>
<p><strong>my &#8216;new&#8217; book has a &#8216;new&#8217; epilogue?</strong> speaking of books, I&#8217;m reading van creveld&#8217;s changing face of war. It&#8217;s a recently published book and this is the first ed, but i don&#8217;t know why the cover says &#8216;With a new Epilogue by the Author&#8217;. ?!? O_o Maybe the paperback print is newer than the hardcover one&#8230; ?</p>
<p><strong>I don&#8217;t feel like writing?</strong> everytime after I see my sup, we throw out so many great ideas that I feel like I have a billion things to write. I get all geared up for more research, more writing, and more great ideas. And at this point of time, I would love my thesis to bits. Unfortunately, as soon as I sit down to get these things done, the feeling disappears and a sense of lethargy sweeps over like the Plague. In a couple of seconds I&#8217;m busy playing poupeegirl and checking my emails. And updating my blog. And uploading photos. And tampering with one of my consoles. I know I really have quite a bit to do and I know what to do, but doing it? I guess we can all get a phd in procrastination&#8230; <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p><strong>it rains when I have time for a jog?</strong> I don&#8217;t know why. Someone must want me to remain fat. </p>
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		<title>So very&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 15:09:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230; annoying. I was at a neighborhood mall yesterday and had to go to the washroom after dinner. So there were a number of cubicles available but I just chose the second free cubicle. (It&#8217;s another of my weird habits.) Anyways, a normal person would open the door after he/she is done, and then go [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ennairda.wordpress.com&blog=1130288&post=655&subd=ennairda&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><strong>&#8230; annoying</strong>. I was at a neighborhood mall yesterday and had to go to the washroom after dinner. So there were a number of cubicles available but I just chose the second free cubicle. (It&#8217;s another of my weird habits.) Anyways, a normal person would open the door after he/she is done, and then go to the basins to wash his/her hands. This was what I wanted to do. however, I was unfortunately ambushed by a primary school kid and her younger sister. The two girls stood side by side and were vying to get into my cubicle.</p>
<p>I really don&#8217;t like these grimy places, but I don&#8217;t like screamy little kids even more. And while they were pushing and shoving, they blocked the ENTIRE doorway and I couldn&#8217;t get out. What&#8217;s more I looked around for their &#8216;wonderful&#8217; and &#8216;responsible&#8217; parent and saw this lady laughing with them. WTF is wrong with these people! &#8216;oh haha oh dear don&#8217;t be so naughty hahahaha&#8217; she laughed heartily.</p>
<p>And if you&#8217;re wondering I was still stuck in the cubicle.</p>
<p>What to do. I glared at the mother and that thankfully killed her laughter immediately. And finally the kids sensed an aura of death and backed off.</p>
<p>While washing my hands (with a scowl no less), I noticed there were tons of other cubicles available. So what&#8217;s wrong with them? I have no idea.</p>
<p><strong>&#8230;brainless</strong>. Ok I&#8217;m sorry but I have to relate this story. I always believe there&#8217;s something we can always learn from everyone, even if one may not seem to be the most highly-educated. And I guess, today I learnt not to be so brainless. This happened in the bookstore at the language section.</p>
<p>Girl A: Hmm (reads some random romanized Japanese) Hey, look. It says it means &#8216;to be&#8217;.<br />
Girl B: &#8216;To be&#8217;? (looks just as clueless)<br />
Girl A: YA~! &#8216;To be&#8217; means what ah? Is it like &#8216;He&#8217;s going to be a teacher&#8217;?<br />
Girl B: Oh&#8230;. dunno leh&#8230; probably hor?<br />
Both girls nod in unison at their newfound enlightenment.</p>
<p>Right.<br />
<em> and in my head it goes je suis tu es il est elle est&#8230; ich bin du bist er ist sie sind&#8230; i am you are he is she is. ..</em></p>
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<p><strong>&#8230;pushy</strong>. This lady explained to her friend quite loudly that PEOPLE SHOULD STAND ON ONE SIDE OF THE ESCALATOR so that others who may be in a rush can go on the other side. I assumed she was referring to the couple who was blocking their way. Anyways&#8230; it turned out that the same lady and her friend later went on the wrong side of the corridor, ON PURPOSE and demonstrated how they can fight opposing currents of a human wave. and win.</p>
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		<title>A little&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 04:17:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[disappointed. I was hoping to have a good Japan-Weekend before class starts on monday. So I went to watch L: Change the World. Yes it&#8217;s highly-anticipated. So highly-anticipated that it disappointed me so much. The Death God Ryuk only appeared less than a minute, and while L was always interesting, and has shown a little [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ennairda.wordpress.com&blog=1130288&post=647&subd=ennairda&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><strong>disappointed</strong>. I was hoping to have a good Japan-Weekend before class starts on monday. So I went to watch L: Change the World. Yes it&#8217;s highly-anticipated. So highly-anticipated that it disappointed me so much. The Death God Ryuk only appeared less than a minute, and while L was always interesting, and has shown a little bit of his sensitive side I guess, it wasn&#8217;t enough to eliminate the lame-ness of that ebola-flu virus. The good guys did a good job however (i.e. Watari, L, Maki, and Near and gang) since the bad guys were totally lame. Especially the deranged girl with her crazed look, yelling away with odd postures, brandishing her weapon of choice. Bleah. I&#8217;ll stick with the original tale. Which reminds me, I should finish reading my Manga.</p>
<p><strong>TV</strong>. Well it&#8217;s not a little TV but anyways we bought a new TV yesterday. It&#8217;s HD and bigger than the one we have in the hall now. It&#8217;ll arrive on wednesday and I really think, well it might be a splurge. I mean AS keeps saying we should get one since we have the PS3 now but I can still play my games so it&#8217;s not so bad. And AS is going to start working at the other end of the island, so we might need to get a car. I guess that&#8217;s why I wasn&#8217;t really keen on getting the TV but I guess he&#8217;s right, the cost of the TV isn&#8217;t going to affect buying a car much. I guess.</p>
<p><strong>pissed</strong>. With this old lady on friday. I know it sounds mean but you know how I always encounter annoying occasions. So in this island republic we seem to have a lot of citizens (senior especially) who like to push their way out of a bus, EVEN IF everyone is already moving to get down. Those sitting on the inner seats near the windows especially, seem to fear that they will be slighted and forgotten and left to haunt the bus for the rest of their lives. So they will push their way out to be the first ones off the bus, even though they might be carrying a lot of things/have problems walking/the queue to alight has already formed and is moving/all of the above.</p>
<p>So this lady, who was sitting on the seat inside (and so I&#8217;m at the &#8216;aisle seat&#8217;) decided that she had to push her way to the front of the alighting queue. However she&#8217;s somehow forgotten that it&#8217;s the interchange and EVERYONE gets off anyways. While pushing with her numerous bags, she somehow stepped squarely on my slippered foot. What do I do? Yell &#8216;OW~!!!!!&#8217; of course, and couple it with a fearsome glare. She was taken aback for like 10 seconds which was enough time for me to join the queue, AND for another passenger following behind me.</p>
<p>I think she started to push again because I felt the passenger behind me being pushed slightly.</p>
<p>geez.</p>
<p><strong>fun</strong>. I went to Night Safari with <a HREF="http://cloudy6879.blogspot.com">Cloudy</a> on thursday and we had good fun. She has a much better write-up than I do really. hehe. Anyways, this time we got to see most of the animals. And we even met the occasional annoying stranger, who this time was a grown man at the tram with his friend. He was making Moo-ing noises to cattle, clucking to birds (even if they weren&#8217;t chickens) and other random creature noises. He even wanted to reach out and touch a deer! It was so totally annoying (again! an annoying incident) and even his friend was quite irritated with his behavior. Thankfully they got off at the one and only stop in the route and we had a peaceful journey after that. Maybe he got freaked by the roaring lion (which was the only time he was quiet). Good job, Leo!</p>
<p><strong>time left</strong>. yes, so i only have a little of my weekend left. And I&#8217;m still wondering what I should do. Maybe watch more yakitate since I&#8217;m in love with suwabara. 戒戒戒~!!!! I LOVE</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[ferris. The main reason why I&#8217;m blogging at this point is because I just finished the Ferris article in detail and I&#8217;m really upset because everything seems so #$*&#38;% similar to my argument and research! How lame is it that I have to argue &#8216;oh he thinks oif is a success but I don&#8217;t.&#8217; or [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ennairda.wordpress.com&blog=1130288&post=602&subd=ennairda&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><strong>ferris</strong>. The main reason why I&#8217;m blogging at this point is because I just finished the Ferris article in detail and I&#8217;m really upset because everything seems so #$*&amp;% similar to my argument and research! How lame is it that I have to argue &#8216;oh he thinks oif is a success but I don&#8217;t.&#8217; or &#8216;there&#8217;s something about the layers. He&#8217;s talking about strategic, I&#8217;m ops.&#8217; so it&#8217;s different. right?!? RIGHT?!</p>
<p>boohoo.</p>
<p><strong>kids</strong>. The other day I was walking Millie and Mollie at botanic gardens with Yenni and her friend. So walking walking walking. And we met some nice people with nice dogs too. Anyways all was well until near the end of our walk, there were these kids. I tend to avoid kids when I&#8217;m walking my dogs, unless they are quiet and want to pet the dogs in a very calm and civilized manner. (that means only a handful of kids are like that)</p>
<p>these kids were screamy and noisy and running all over the place. And I think because one of the dogs (a Shiloh Shepherd) is a really huge one, so he attracted a lot of attention. First the kids are screaming away yelling &#8216;oh it&#8217;s a BIG BIG DOG! LIKE A BEAR!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&#8217; (note: they were not running away unfortunately) Thankfully our dogs were still calm despite the uneccessary outburst. But I think one of them was running after us! His friend was somewhere behind yelling &#8216;GO GO !!! RUN RUN!! FASTER!!! CHASE!!! TOUCH THE DOG!&#8217;</p>
<p>&#8216;GO GO TOUCH THE DOG!!!!!!&#8217;</p>
<p>wth!</p>
<p>I found myself walking faster and faster until I was almost jogging. In the corner of my eye I caught this boy running towards us with his arm outstretched. The next thing I want is a screamy kid suddenly laying his icky hands on my dog/s and running off. EEEeeeeew.</p>
<p>That was so ridiculous because I didn&#8217;t think I would be &#8216;jogging&#8217; out of the place. But I was. I was desperately trying to get Millie and Mollie far in front so that the kid will be blocked by the shepherd. And with each &#8216;FASTER!!!&#8217; I walked faster so that the kid couldn&#8217;t catch up.</p>
<p>HOW terribly annoying!</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Bus: I was on my way to meet Lois and Cindy at the Coffeebean for another SnB and I was about a minute or two late &#8211; simply because I missed an earlier bus and the one I was on took eons to arrive. Well anyways, I was supposed to get off at the interchange, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=ennairda.wordpress.com&blog=1130288&post=562&subd=ennairda&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><strong>Bus:</strong> I was on my way to meet <a HREF="http://www.gedditknitted.org" TARGET="_blank">Lois</a> and <a HREF="http://cindytsang.livejournal.com">Cindy</a> at the Coffeebean for another SnB and I was about a minute or two late &#8211; simply because I missed an earlier bus and the one I was on took eons to arrive. Well anyways, I was supposed to get off at the interchange, like most of the other passengers. Since I was just 2 seats away from the back door, it should be easy to get out. But NOO.</p>
<p>This lady in her fifties, had about 5 bags with her (2 on her left and 3 on her right, or something like that). She was a short lady but she was not skinny. So she began pushing her way with her bags from the back of the bus, and she went &#8216;Thank You Thank You&#8217; I presume thanking the people who are &#8216;giving way&#8217; to her.</p>
<p>Everyone in front of her was pushed somewhere they didn&#8217;t want to end up. And this old man who was eventually between me and her was looking very stressed because he didn&#8217;t have anywhere to go.</p>
<p>So in order to save the poor stressed old man, I had to scoot off nearer to the door. And I ended up meeting one of the Pushing Lady&#8217;s bags.</p>
<p>She yelled &#8216;Thank You&#8217; at me too but I decided I was there before her (her bag doesn&#8217;t count) and I alighted from the bus first. I think the old man was very relieved.</p>
<p><strong>Leo:</strong> Leo is going slowly. I can&#8217;t do much with it on the Train now because of the two skinny balls of yarn.</p>
<p><strong>Books:</strong> I will be reading on Boyd soon. I say soon because today is still Sunday.</p>
<p><strong>Pokemon:</strong> I&#8217;m kinda lost. I think I&#8217;ll be bumming around playing with Surf, train up and stuff before I go on to the Sixth Badge.</p>
<p><strong>Stuff:</strong> Bears <a TARGET="_blank" HREF="http://www.louisepeers.blogspot.com/">here</a> are cute.</p>
<p><strong>Dilbert</strong>: <a HREF="http://dilbertblog.typepad.com/the_dilbert_blog/2007/09/dilbert-and-che.html">These</a> are cute too.</p>
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