<?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-5619847</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:39:02.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart Keeps Beating</title><subtitle type='html'>A diary about my life, my secrets and darkest desires... 
YEAH RITE! XP</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>313</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-6823903170635536578</id><published>2007-03-19T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:29:01.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be brilliant</title><summary type='text'> "As I interpret the Course, 'our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.' We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6823903170635536578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=6823903170635536578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/6823903170635536578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/6823903170635536578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-be-brilliant.html' title='To be brilliant'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-8332915027661214174</id><published>2007-03-15T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:40:56.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The strong will always take care of the weak</title><summary type='text'>Went up to Malaysia with my family and relatives this past week, becos my aunt in Malaysia passed away.The trip was sceduled to visit her actually, cos she was very ill. But 5mins before we left the house to start on the 5 hour road trip, we got the call that she'd jus passed away.Imagine the surrealness of going there to see a living relative, but reaching to pay your respects to her in a coffin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8332915027661214174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=8332915027661214174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/8332915027661214174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/8332915027661214174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2007/03/went-up-to-malaysia-with-my-family-and.html' title='The strong will always take care of the weak'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-7103369747823241625</id><published>2007-02-13T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T01:22:26.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream shoes~ ^-^</title><summary type='text'>Today started out terrible but then got better and better~ X&gt;I got hit on by an Indian middle-aged guy old enough to be my father while waiting at the bus stop this morning =.- (He has a moustach for god's sake~ Even my dad doesnt have a moustach. Nuuuuuu~ X[)Ok, getting hit on isnt all that rare. It was more wat he said -.-Gah. Felt like rolling my eyes and keep rolling them. Duh.My bus took 15 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7103369747823241625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=7103369747823241625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/7103369747823241625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/7103369747823241625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-started-out-terrible-but-then-got.html' title='Dream shoes~ ^-^'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-117120298824231944</id><published>2007-02-11T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:44:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulova Women's Diamond Bezel Chronograph Watch</title><summary type='text'>Okay, since i'm at the topic of materialistic wants anyway, I decided this has got to have a whole post by itself~Bulova Women's Diamond Bezel Chronograph Watchhttp://www.amazon.com/gp/product/.....linkThis is the most perfect watch ever! O.OIts like the watch i've been looking high and low for and finally found.It has both glam and functions. I've been looking for dressy watches that are oso </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/117120298824231944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=117120298824231944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/117120298824231944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/117120298824231944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2007/02/bulova-womens-diamond-bezel.html' title='Bulova Women&apos;s Diamond Bezel Chronograph Watch'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-117118208844583315</id><published>2007-02-11T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:35:57.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wants</title><summary type='text'>You noe wat? I shd go all out and be materialistic and jus make this a bimbotic post~Here's a list of things i want and need, and should i have the money (haha!), will get:GUESS bag (darn, i dun have the $120 required to buy it now and i noe it'll be gone soon, since Guess always change their apparels every month or so u_u)DKNY gold and crystal-studded watch (very ornamental, more a dress watch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/117118208844583315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=117118208844583315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/117118208844583315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/117118208844583315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2007/02/wants.html' title='Wants'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116811072844340614</id><published>2007-01-07T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T03:15:21.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date of Birth: 22 years ago</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME~!!!!!!!!!! Heh!!Okay, time to hide my age now i think &lt;.&lt;LOL! XD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116811072844340614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116811072844340614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116811072844340614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116811072844340614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2007/01/date-of-birth-22-years-ago.html' title='Date of Birth: 22 years ago'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116806329274080189</id><published>2007-01-06T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T14:01:32.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are JusticeEquity, rightness, probity, executive; triumph of the observing side in law.Justice is about cold, objective balance through reason or natural force. You can't keep smoking and drinking without consequences to your health. It is the card that advises cutting out waste and insists that you make adjustments, do whatever is necessary to bring things back into balance, physically, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116806329274080189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116806329274080189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116806329274080189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116806329274080189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-are-justice-equity-rightness.html' title=''/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116768514881097116</id><published>2007-01-02T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T07:58:40.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something akin to Sian-ness</title><summary type='text'>I've been pretty depressed lately.This wud happen to you too if most of ya emotional support were suddenly yanked from underneath ya feet.It is so incongruent that some pple can be jealous of you when, when you come to think of it, all that they know about you can jus be hyped up by an over-active imagination. There could be more and there could be less. But seriously, u wud not know unless u </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116768514881097116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116768514881097116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116768514881097116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116768514881097116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2007/01/something-akin-to-sian-ness.html' title='Something akin to Sian-ness'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116707115566752028</id><published>2006-12-26T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T03:33:27.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Joys</title><summary type='text'>My christmas handmade card and ring to him.His card and white gold ring to me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116707115566752028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116707115566752028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116707115566752028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116707115566752028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-joys.html' title='Christmas Joys'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116706824971692785</id><published>2006-12-25T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T02:52:03.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2006</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas &amp; Happy Holidays people~!!!! XDMay the year ahead bring you love, peace and happiness~ X&gt;*HUGS~*Hope everyone have a happy Christmas! ^___^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116706824971692785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116706824971692785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116706824971692785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116706824971692785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-2006.html' title='Merry Christmas 2006'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116686108424106695</id><published>2006-12-23T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T16:58:27.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Heh, x'mas is not here yet but already i'm getting so many gifts~ X&gt;I've only asked for one thing this year.And i've got better than wat i wanted.... =)That and more.As usual we dun celebrate gift-exchanging within my family, tho i nearly always celebrate wif my lil' sis (bring her out wif my frens, or sometimes give gifts if there are stuff she wans. but since i get her stuff all year round, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116686108424106695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116686108424106695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116686108424106695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116686108424106695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/12/pre-christmas.html' title='Pre-Christmas'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116587829315068466</id><published>2006-12-12T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T09:08:29.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><summary type='text'>Ok, i've been feeling guilty for neglecting my blog for so long (sheesh, was my last post really in October ???) that i'm giving a little now obvious updates of myself:1. I've curled, coloured and highlighted my hair~ Yes, everything done finally! But my hair was curlsed like 2mths plus ago? So its kinda loosened now... &lt;.&lt;; Ah well.2. I've been wearing specs for the past 3 weeks and possibly for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116587829315068466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116587829315068466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116587829315068466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116587829315068466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/12/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116146508164858931</id><published>2006-10-22T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:46:20.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Affairs of the heart matters to boys too</title><summary type='text'>Being down wif the flu at home and stucked with the prospects of having nothing to do had led me to pick up and read the many TIME magazines stacked on the coffee table accumulated from the past 2 months of busy work and school life. (That makes *gasp* about 8 mags or more unread - one mag weekly.)One article jumped out at me.Affairs of the heart, apparently, matters to boys too.It may seem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116146508164858931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116146508164858931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116146508164858931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116146508164858931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/10/affairs-of-heart-matters-to-boys-too.html' title='Affairs of the heart matters to boys too'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-116118252211891009</id><published>2006-10-18T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:54:08.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little particles in the air responsible for killing all of us in the long term</title><summary type='text'>I'm damn bloody sick.The flu bug has struck again!!Goddamn haze!*shakes fist at some farking lousy govt*Do you know how stupid u made yourself sound to the world when u say "There's nothing we can do about it"??Catch, fine, lock-up, execute those stupid forest-fire setters!Damn. They shd replace the whole *certain farking lousy govt* with pple who has the capacity to think!Like, with our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116118252211891009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=116118252211891009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116118252211891009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/116118252211891009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-particles-in-air-responsible.html' title='Little particles in the air responsible for killing all of us in the long term'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115954453602333312</id><published>2006-09-29T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T23:42:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess and Poodle hair both starts with 'P'</title><summary type='text'>So i've permed my hair on monday.Most people have been kind with their comments so far, despite the fact that i was depressed over it for the initial two days n think i look like a poodle for the rest of the week so far.But at least the people who matters like it. (Madness!!)Wanted to rebond back my hair as soon as my curls loosened (or rather, closer to Christmas to allow some down time for hair</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115954453602333312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115954453602333312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115954453602333312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115954453602333312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/09/princess-and-poodle-hair-both-starts.html' title='Princess and Poodle hair both starts with &apos;P&apos;'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115864969325315404</id><published>2006-09-18T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:50:46.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unto others</title><summary type='text'>So marks the end of my two month long stint as a temp in the law firm.I learnt some new things about how others see me in this short time, not jus from colleagues, but oso from relatives n such.Its been a busy period, let me summarize.IRC and translations. Compounding group birthday card for fren in USA. Fave uncle's passing away n 7-day/nite wake. School administrative stuff. Work all these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115864969325315404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115864969325315404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115864969325315404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115864969325315404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/09/unto-others.html' title='Unto others'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115538010076926427</id><published>2006-08-12T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:00:37.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extrinsic rewards</title><summary type='text'>Things to buy/do/splurge on with my first salary:  Rebonding my hair again ($100      budget)Fixing/replacing my Creative      mp3 player &gt;.&lt; ($90 for a new replacement since the buggers cant      repair it!)New bag (actually, i may      already have gotten this before my pay is here)Get some stuff for my sis      (her birthday's this month actually, but think she wun mind waiting until      i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115538010076926427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115538010076926427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115538010076926427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115538010076926427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/08/extrinsic-rewards.html' title='Extrinsic rewards'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115471709619774542</id><published>2006-08-05T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T18:02:05.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><summary type='text'>I've started work again after getting a call from my old law firm on Monday morn. Forgot how tired working makes u feel.Okay, scratch that. I probably know thats y i'd postponed searching for a job for one and a half months. Haha!I'm working in a different department this time.The work's chicken feet compared to my responsibilities last time. Maybe cos i already had all that experience in my old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115471709619774542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115471709619774542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115471709619774542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115471709619774542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/08/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115408698321233376</id><published>2006-07-28T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T19:43:03.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visualization</title><summary type='text'>Heh, i've updated and add links to my profile in this blog! ^^For anyone who havent met me in real life, now you can put a face to the person on the other side of the keyboard =)Jus click on 'This Gal' under The Navigation links~!!!I'll update that from time to time, hee.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115408698321233376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115408698321233376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115408698321233376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115408698321233376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/visualization.html' title='Visualization'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115400879121068360</id><published>2006-07-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T18:47:23.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat, Kids, and People issues. Not in that order.</title><summary type='text'>I've just finished watching Jean Yip Beautiful People on tv awhile ago, a show about giving overweight women a makeover, and boy am i mad!It is bad enuff that our society are forcing people to have only particular standard of beauty, but now to have shows like these that tells people what the ideal beauty should be like and a criteria for being beautiful is that u have to be slim to be beautiful?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115400879121068360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115400879121068360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115400879121068360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115400879121068360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/fat-kids-and-people-issues-not-in-that.html' title='Fat, Kids, and People issues. Not in that order.'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115391774988832668</id><published>2006-07-26T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:51:00.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink dumpling</title><summary type='text'>Anyway, decided to upload some pics of the Hello Kitty T-shirt that has arrived.It is freaking SMALL can??! As in, seriously!Jap size L is our size S!!Wat do the Japanese gals eat growing up????!Its no wonder all of them are so small n short n undernourished looking!(okay, i wan.)I could barely fit into it!It is FITTING on my little sister for god's sake!Jus how thin do they think i am?? n its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115391774988832668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115391774988832668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115391774988832668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115391774988832668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/pink-dumpling.html' title='Pink dumpling'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115343014928058223</id><published>2006-07-21T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T05:22:03.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A priori truth</title><summary type='text'>Parents screw up their children. Its a universal truth.Why else then do you think so many psychiatrists n therapists always ask their patients questions leading back to their parents?"How do you feel about your mother? How do you feel about your father?"We love our mothers and fathers, but often times, we dun like them very much at all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115343014928058223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115343014928058223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115343014928058223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115343014928058223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/priori-truth.html' title='A priori truth'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115329164537615870</id><published>2006-07-19T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:31:23.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Kit -T?</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the dry spell, not updating n all.But seeing as i'm jus enjoying myself, there doesn't seem to be much to update about, except that well, i'm having fun. Lolx~!!!Its the sch vaccation after my 2 months long exam span after all! (am SO making excuses for myself! Lol~ )But gotta find a vaccation job soon... its only like 2 mths or so left before my sch starts, n the first part of the many</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115329164537615870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115329164537615870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115329164537615870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115329164537615870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-kit-t.html' title='Hello Kit -T?'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115175225368586881</id><published>2006-07-01T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T19:10:53.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolf</title><summary type='text'>The door bell rang today and when i peeked thru the door-hole, a pretty boy in red polo shirt was standing outside.(Some sales-man or smth; i can see his colleague toking to my neighbour at the back.)But i was cooking and bra-less and cannot open the door.Dammit.Later on when i lamented that to my mother, i realized i should have jus pulled him in and shag him anyway.Hows that for regrets?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115175225368586881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115175225368586881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115175225368586881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115175225368586881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/wolf.html' title='Wolf'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115125224626740566</id><published>2006-06-25T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:11:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大姐大</title><summary type='text'>One of the similarities that my two best frens and i share, though i wouldn't admit to it even if half the pple i noe tell me that to my face, is that we'd often been coined, mistakenly or otherwise, as Da Jie Da - Big Sisters. Of what, we dunno. But thats another matter.I guess in some ways or other we do fit the bill.All three of us are the eldest sisters in our families; we like to be in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115125224626740566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115125224626740566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115125224626740566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115125224626740566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='大姐大'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115114344855603580</id><published>2006-06-24T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T21:38:45.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A late night's road trip</title><summary type='text'>We're getting to an age where frens our age start driving their own or their dad's cars already.Its a bloody marvellous feeling i tell u, not to mention a bit surreal.Ok, lets not tok about those American/ Italian/ Caucasian brats who can learn, pass their test and drive all within a week with minimum fees (learning from their mum/dad/sch-arranged lessons, forking out US$50 fuckin bucks for their</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115114344855603580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115114344855603580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115114344855603580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115114344855603580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/late-nights-road-trip.html' title='A late night&apos;s road trip'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115031075624190993</id><published>2006-06-15T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T05:21:29.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-exams</title><summary type='text'>Exams been over a week.And for the past six days, i had:   met up with Hanxiang (as usual, haha)    met up wif Elizabeth (&gt;.&lt;)   met up with Huishi and Ashley (^^)   ate excellent sushi at the marvellous Ichiban Boshi @ the Esplanade    satisfied all the wierd little food cravings i had fantasized about while mugging for exams (kfc, mos, chocolate fudge cake, mango mousse cake, alfredo spaghetti,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115031075624190993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115031075624190993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115031075624190993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115031075624190993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-exams.html' title='Post-exams'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-115030793324651532</id><published>2006-06-10T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T02:01:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture perfect</title><summary type='text'>10-6-2006. The Esplanade.Tell me this is not the most perfect photo taken man!!Perfect perfect perfect.Got feeeeel man!!My creative genius and the perfect model/ subject.Lolx.If i get to be good enuf, this photo will be part of my blog layout soon.(Someone point me out in the direction of a good tutorial in blog designing!)Oooh! Perfect perfect perfect~~ X)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115030793324651532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=115030793324651532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115030793324651532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/115030793324651532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture perfect'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114979851611423606</id><published>2006-06-08T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T05:23:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the wine!</title><summary type='text'>Exams officially over.30 days. My longest exam span ever.And that isn't even including when i started studying.My mum has gone to Malaysia for a few days... and when the cat's away, the mice comes out to play...It isn't even 10.30am yet this morning when my dad suggested breaking out our red wine, decidedly i suppose, to celebrate the end of my exams.(But somehow, the fact that the wine was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114979851611423606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114979851611423606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114979851611423606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114979851611423606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/bring-on-wine_08.html' title='Bring on the wine!'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114943809636714514</id><published>2006-06-04T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T06:11:03.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epidermis</title><summary type='text'>My sis and i were talking about computers and IT in the kitchen jus now when i commented that "I'm like the man in the family cos there's no other man around!"It was a casual remark regarding the fixing of computer and tech staff in our home (i noe we have my dad, but he's next to useless with computers and IT stuff), but then i realised it so fits my role at home in general.And my sister </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114943809636714514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114943809636714514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114943809636714514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114943809636714514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/epidermis_04.html' title='Epidermis'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114919202056756910</id><published>2006-06-02T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T04:23:56.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five-sixths done</title><summary type='text'>Two 3-hours papers on the same day, one after the other.And i lived through it all to my surprise!!*pats myself on the back*No splitting headaches, hurling up of my breakfast on the exam hall floor, standing on the exam table and raging to the heavens (or at the invigilators at any rate), or being reduced to a defeated heap at the desk as i had expected.I know many pple din made it through both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114919202056756910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114919202056756910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114919202056756910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114919202056756910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/five-sixths-done.html' title='Five-sixths done'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114847949693688539</id><published>2006-05-25T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T03:05:04.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little love-sharing</title><summary type='text'>Random tots....Wouldn't it be wonderful if everybody can meet and hug, meet and kiss, meet and jus tell each other some feel good stuff thats really heartfelt, like "I miss u gal!" or "U look great man!" or "U've grown so hunky!" or "U're gorgeous!" or "Muarck! Love u gal!", and do it ALL THE TIME instead of jus occasionally after a long spell of not meeting?It wud tell the person how much u </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114847949693688539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114847949693688539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114847949693688539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114847949693688539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/little-love-sharing.html' title='A little love-sharing'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114846494720597776</id><published>2006-05-24T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:49:18.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airing</title><summary type='text'>**I think i shd put a disclaimer for this one entry.If u are under the-age-where-u-cant-think-maturely-or-are-too-narrow-minded-to-be-open-to-alternative-views, pls exit my blog now. If u offend easily, pls exit my blog now. If u think my views wud ruffle ya oh-so-conservative feathers, pls exit my blog now. If u are not intelligent enough to comprehend wat i'm writing, pls exit my blog now. You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114846494720597776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114846494720597776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114846494720597776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114846494720597776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/airing.html' title='Airing'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114823911358546590</id><published>2006-05-22T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T04:23:16.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flour-coated, calorie-ridden</title><summary type='text'>Ran for two consecutive days, shiok anot u tell me?!Ran bout 5 rounds ytd (in bout 50mins, give or take) and god-noes-how-many-rounds-and-i-can-say-god-cos-haha-i'm-so-NOT-religious-so-flame-me-lah rounds today cos i tend to give up counting or lose count after the 6th or 7th round. But considering i ran 1HR AND 50MINS today, doing the maths, think i should have ran at least 8 or 9 or more ba... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114823911358546590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114823911358546590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114823911358546590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114823911358546590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/flour-coated-calorie-ridden.html' title='Flour-coated, calorie-ridden'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114781276405344323</id><published>2006-05-17T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T06:30:18.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice of an Angel... and the Devil too</title><summary type='text'>Heh, interesting to note, this exam period i have two voices perpetually talking inside my head.A sign of schizophrenia?Let me show u an example of wat our daily conversations are like...Me : "I'm so tired! I'm so unmotivated to study! I want to slp!"The voice of the angel wud go : "NO!! U can't!! Study first."The voice of the devil wud go : "Yeah, if u tired go and slp first lor... Take a nap le</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114781276405344323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114781276405344323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114781276405344323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114781276405344323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/voice-of-angel-and-devil-too.html' title='Voice of an Angel... and the Devil too'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114780782733837060</id><published>2006-05-17T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T03:30:27.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three-sixth done</title><summary type='text'>Yeah yeah, i noe three-sixths is a half, but spare me the gei gao-ness can?Fact is still that  i'm three papers down! All my quantitative papers done!! Woohooo!!*Cues jumping around like an ass* =D*Cues wide wide wide grin**Cues smiling so wide u cannot see my bloodshot eys through all that puffiness and heavy, heavy eyebags*Have packed my Maths, Principles of Accounts, and Economics notes away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114780782733837060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114780782733837060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114780782733837060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114780782733837060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/three-sixth-done.html' title='Three-sixth done'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114744788947972991</id><published>2006-05-12T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T02:21:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two-sixth done</title><summary type='text'>I saw this on a fren's blog and i cannot resist doing it...Rules:1. Orange Bold the following words that are TRUE about you.2. GREEN! the things you WISH were true.3. Add one thing true about you.4. And then tag onetwothreefourFIVE more people.  &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;                        I miss somebody right now. (I miss alot of pple can.)I don't watch TV these days.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114744788947972991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114744788947972991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114744788947972991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114744788947972991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/two-sixth-done.html' title='Two-sixth done'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114719413115413790</id><published>2006-05-10T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:56:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One-sixth done</title><summary type='text'>STRESS = The perceived inability to achieve a certain objective.Yes, i'm definitely feeling stress now.One paper down, five more to go.Wad the hell am i doing online??!Anyway pple, strive on! The torture will end in another month (for most of u), and then we can play and enjoy life and meet up and crap and eat n drink till we're like beached whales dying on a shore!! Gambate ne! &gt;.&lt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114719413115413790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114719413115413790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114719413115413790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114719413115413790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-sixth-done.html' title='One-sixth done'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114668038279605898</id><published>2006-05-04T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T02:16:39.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invigorating</title><summary type='text'>The time is 11.30pm and you start running.It is a starless night and all is quiet. But there are the ubiquitious streetlamps placed every fifteen meters to bathe ya path in orange.The low baritonous voice and soothing music from your mp3 player surrounds your senses and covers your running footsteps and low shallow breathing. Closed from the world, your mind jumps from one matter to the next, one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114668038279605898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114668038279605898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114668038279605898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114668038279605898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/invigorating.html' title='Invigorating'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114665068927534754</id><published>2006-05-03T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T03:56:06.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By a hair...</title><summary type='text'>A quiz Hanxiang did when she had to describe me...Describe 3 (which is me in her quiz).Great writer. Deep. Someone whom I feel very comfortable with. My best friend. Bubbly. Protective towards her friends. Strong principles.Thanks gal :)...A short revival in cyberspace becos my mum had to call Starhub to check wats wrong wif our Internet connection AGAIN. And of cos, she had to pass the phone to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114665068927534754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114665068927534754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114665068927534754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114665068927534754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/by-hair.html' title='By a hair...'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114616147463935941</id><published>2006-04-28T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T03:53:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That time of the year again</title><summary type='text'>I have very sexy voice now. The same low, husky, sexy voice i have 3 to 4 times every year.Yeah, i have THE FLU again.Wad the hell? And its the exam period too!!And dun even ask how i got it unless u wan to hear a string of curses and swearings (yes, i have the vocabulary of a sailor and all the pomp and gusto of a wronged politician when irked, so u might not wan to start me on that in person).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114616147463935941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114616147463935941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114616147463935941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114616147463935941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/that-time-of-year-again.html' title='That time of the year again'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114615900929301588</id><published>2006-04-26T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T01:30:09.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crack</title><summary type='text'>I like wat Oprah says about Chocolate-covered Macademia Nuts,"This is addiction. If u've never had them before, beware. Its like CRACK."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114615900929301588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114615900929301588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114615900929301588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114615900929301588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/crack.html' title='Crack'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114554093959515625</id><published>2006-04-20T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T21:53:28.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Personality</title><summary type='text'>Impressionism                                                                  : Late 19th century          Of the styles of art we picked for the experiment, your answers suggest you like Impressionism.        Young woman powdering her face Berthe Morisot (1841-95)       Horse and cow in a meadowPaul Gauguin (1848-1903)          Two wine glassesJohn Singer Sargent (1856-1925)     The Marne at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114554093959515625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114554093959515625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114554093959515625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114554093959515625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/art-personality.html' title='Art Personality'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114553098058356976</id><published>2006-04-20T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T21:14:38.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desired love affair</title><summary type='text'>After a lifetime of picking up shit for people and growing jaded at all but the most moving of personal lost and tragedies, i am now only looking for partners who have the least amount of issues and baggage.You can't really pick ya frens most of the time; they come and go as fate decrees. But u can choose ya partner.Of cos, this requires a rational and non-judgemental eye for detail and character</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114553098058356976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114553098058356976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114553098058356976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114553098058356976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/desired-love-affair.html' title='Desired love affair'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114550759885686031</id><published>2006-04-19T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T21:54:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endorphins releasers</title><summary type='text'>Dancing is a really good mood-uplifter.And now that exams are coming up and i dun have the time to go out for my hour-plus run twice a week (ok maybe i do, but in addition to warm-ups, cool-downs and after exercise showers, which makes the whole activity effectively 2hours or more, time which i cant afford to waste), i find the occasional dancing to the TV soundtracks and songs on the radio a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114550759885686031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114550759885686031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114550759885686031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114550759885686031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/endorphins-releasers.html' title='Endorphins releasers'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114480576598307582</id><published>2006-04-12T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T13:58:03.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee myth: how true is it?</title><summary type='text'>Recently, i've heard so much about how caffeine will help one lose weight that i cant help commenting about this -- its all BULLSHIT.And if it is true, i hate to think how even more obese i will be otherwise if i'm not inhaling it at the rate i am now. 3-4 cups a day is regular for me. More if i'm actually studying. Even more come exam time, when i've been known to consume so much i might as well</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114480576598307582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114480576598307582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114480576598307582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114480576598307582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/coffee-myth-how-true-is-it.html' title='Coffee myth: how true is it?'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114478369770679920</id><published>2006-04-12T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T13:29:27.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration. Question-mark.</title><summary type='text'>Be excited. Be very excited. Because Ursula is thinking of finally going into the manga-translating business.That is, if Ursula can retreive her nickname back in cyberspace.It really sucks to use other nicks, which somehow or other feels wierd and irrelevant.Damn the $#^$&amp;@*&amp;#@~$^% who registered my nick, phoooey!If i can't get back my nick, am not sure wat others to establish myself with already</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114478369770679920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114478369770679920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114478369770679920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114478369770679920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/inauguration-question-mark.html' title='Inauguration. Question-mark.'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114452321589768104</id><published>2006-04-09T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T15:18:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wats kinky in a name?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114452321589768104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114452321589768104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114452321589768104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114452321589768104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/wats-kinky-in-name.html' title='Wats kinky in a name?'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114448158643566531</id><published>2006-04-08T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T02:44:50.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the sands of time again</title><summary type='text'>Recently i've gotten to thinking - though its actually more of a sudden revelation that got stuck in my head ever since - that Uncle Tan was alot like a surrogate father to me in secondary school.And not jus to me. To all of us who had been under him before, through watever P.E. classes, sports or after-sch programs. We look up to him, wan his respect, feel elated when we've been entrusted extra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114448158643566531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114448158643566531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114448158643566531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114448158643566531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/through-sands-of-time-again.html' title='Through the sands of time again'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114417223811047441</id><published>2006-04-05T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:20:03.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those were the days my friends, we thought they'd never end....</title><summary type='text'>I'd finished re-reading my Slam Dunk manga collection a few days back, and it has sure brought back many memories from my primary school days.Ok, many is quite an understatement. Its more like a waterfall of memories, the sounds reaching a crescending pitch that blocks out the little everyday noises and experience. Its all i can think about watever i do these days. Each memory suffuses all my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114417223811047441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114417223811047441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114417223811047441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114417223811047441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/those-were-days-my-friends-we-thought.html' title='Those were the days my friends, we thought they&apos;d never end....'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114357092210664374</id><published>2006-03-29T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:58:06.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come-on</title><summary type='text'>Today, i've been told that my (fairly long) nails would be haphazardous for lesbian action.And to think i've already cut it couple weeks back for my mock exams - so that they wun cut into my palms when i write.(And about one centimeter off each nail too. Yeah, i'm left mostly with stubs now and its still long to them.)Oh well, now i know wat else to look out for shd i be looking for a girlfren. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114357092210664374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114357092210664374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114357092210664374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114357092210664374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/come-on.html' title='Come-on'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114332051749411053</id><published>2006-03-26T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T05:05:51.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows</title><summary type='text'>You remind me too much of someone, and i can only recall dissapointment from those experiences.I have swore to myself no more and now i shall keep to my promise.Dun start wat u noe it pains to continue.A nip in the bud may seem heartless, but i have learned a lesson and i have learned it well.It is surprising how far-reaching the effects of one betrayal can do to u.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114332051749411053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114332051749411053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114332051749411053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114332051749411053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/shadows.html' title='Shadows'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114322270739344967</id><published>2006-03-25T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T02:09:16.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drifted... attention...concentration...priorities...TIME!</title><summary type='text'>I shall make a trip down to the Esplanade and walk around the river banks soon before my lecture schedule starts to become more hectic couple of weeks later so that maybe i can get inspired and start writing more poetic blog entries instead of jus pushing my mouse all over the internet pages everyday at home now.Or i shall attend some concert/ musical/ exhibition to see art in all its real life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114322270739344967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114322270739344967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114322270739344967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114322270739344967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/drifted-attentionconcentrationprioriti.html' title='Drifted... attention...concentration...priorities...TIME!'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114311426088399642</id><published>2006-03-23T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:14:41.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More invitors-of-phone-wrath</title><summary type='text'>I absolutely hate rude farkers over the phone.After the router fiasco, i actually have the f-up luck to receive two such phone calls today.Why?! Is there something about my voice that says "pls abuse me"!??Jus because i have better phone manners and am usually polite over the phone and thus may convey the false impression of a mild-mannered, easy-going and good-natured person who jus takes it as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114311426088399642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114311426088399642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114311426088399642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114311426088399642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-invitors-of-phone-wrath.html' title='More invitors-of-phone-wrath'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114268212492996284</id><published>2006-03-18T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:36:24.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinker and sweat</title><summary type='text'>Guess wat?I finally have my router (and accompanying adapter) up and running.Been setting the thing up, installing, and troubleshooting for the past 2 days.'Quick Installation' my foot!!And the Linksys customer service pple speak an altogether different language from earth.Their english is so accented i trully dunno where they came from. At first i tot they may be Caucasians, but then how bad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114268212492996284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114268212492996284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114268212492996284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114268212492996284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/tinker-and-sweat.html' title='Tinker and sweat'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114224966096526390</id><published>2006-03-13T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T01:04:19.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right on the nail</title><summary type='text'>Take the quiz:what sort of boy are you looking for?intelligent and chasteIntelligence is a major factor to you, maybe not in such a fanatical way but you truly prefer it if your boy has some sense. You would also prefer it if he has the sense to wait for the right person and doesn't think than he can wantonly give himself away because he's a boy--he takes things like that seriously. Of course, it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114224966096526390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114224966096526390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114224966096526390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114224966096526390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/right-on-nail.html' title='Right on the nail'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114202529208632125</id><published>2006-03-11T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:36:45.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaintive solace</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes u jus get so tired of living.No, i'm not being suicidal dun worry, I'm jus thinking in terms of living in general.There is sadness everywhere u look, around us, in our lives, our families, frens, loved ones, it makes u think why are we still bothered going on with our daily lives as it is.Then the answer comes to me - its a responsibility we owe the living.Our lives are only important </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114202529208632125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114202529208632125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114202529208632125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114202529208632125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/plaintive-solace.html' title='Plaintive solace'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114201417731907532</id><published>2006-03-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:41:50.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to indulge....</title><summary type='text'>Tml's my last mock paper officially.After being cooped up at home for so long, on my ever-lengthening list of wat-to-dos now include:having...1) BK breakfast2) KFC (chicken, zinger, bandito)3) Mac's breakfast and Fantastic chcken rice burger4) MOS Burger's strawberry milkshake5) The sausage-prata wrap from Takashimaya's basement6) Hip fast food grill at Taka's basement7) Dim sum buffet at Miramar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114201417731907532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114201417731907532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114201417731907532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114201417731907532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-to-indulge.html' title='Time to indulge....'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114185138296175035</id><published>2006-03-09T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T05:27:13.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March babe</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to da gal Huishi!!! =DSo many pple turning 21 now...join the club man!Its now cool to be 21 ok?!20 sux. Neither here nor there. U've hit the big two-zero, u're as cao lao as anyone who'd officially passed their teens can be, but u dun have the benefits accompanying a 21 year old (watching RA movies legally, registrating for marriage independent of ya parents' consent, n for some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114185138296175035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114185138296175035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114185138296175035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114185138296175035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-babe.html' title='March babe'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114180829041538632</id><published>2006-03-08T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T05:19:12.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little tree trunk and accompanying spindly twig</title><summary type='text'>You never realize the importance of something until you lose it/ are lacking it.Take bodily functions for example.Armed with my MP3 Player, i decided to go running last nite.One S.H.E album and a few Fish Leong's songs later, i was still running and showed no signs of tiring.I had stepped out of the house at 8.50pm thinking of reaching home before 9.30pm for a quick shower n get down to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114180829041538632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114180829041538632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114180829041538632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114180829041538632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-tree-trunk-and-accompanying.html' title='Little tree trunk and accompanying spindly twig'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114147836425752219</id><published>2006-03-04T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:49:11.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose line</title><summary type='text'>Studying for my mocks.Some pple destress by having a cigarette break, a little tv, a little blasting of the stereo. I destress by reading a few scenes of Whose Line Is It Anyway? transcripts online... resulting in a lot of mirth, stitches in the stomach from laughing out loud once too often, and eyes more weary from all that reading than even before i'd started my break.Its alot of fun i tell u.A</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114147836425752219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114147836425752219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114147836425752219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114147836425752219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/whose-line.html' title='Whose line'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-114122331365079381</id><published>2006-03-01T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T03:46:25.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming into your own</title><summary type='text'>Humans have unlimited wants. We want so many things material and immaterial - a good life, good health, a happy trouble-free family, more frens, tussle-free relationships, more money, more time, a better career, more leisure, better looks, better grades, a bigger house, a better car, nicer clothes, more branded stuff, more varied lifechoices, a better social-life, a more meaningful existence, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114122331365079381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=114122331365079381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114122331365079381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/114122331365079381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/coming-into-your-own.html' title='Coming into your own'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113985057962463571</id><published>2006-02-14T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:40:27.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry in motion</title><summary type='text'>Roaaaarrrrrrr~I'm 21!!! So wat if Brokeback Mountain is rated R21??!!!Lao niang is 21 years old liao! No need depend on my cao lao face, wan to check my IC check lar!Wahahahaha~And wat better day to watch Brokeback than on vday itself??!Watch it with ya date if u haven watched it yet.Provided if he wun get sqeamish.Lolx!No such problem though if ya date is a girl/ gay/ ya sister.And provided the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113985057962463571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113985057962463571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113985057962463571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113985057962463571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/poetry-in-motion.html' title='Poetry in motion'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113969278897203632</id><published>2006-02-12T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T05:39:46.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings</title><summary type='text'>You are alone in the world.You have seen yourself as unassailable, because you are well armed with your wit. Sharp and deadly it is, and it is all you need.  I know a fair number of people - these days, more women than men - who live fiercely independent lives, ruled by a rational mind which has little patience for those lightweights who traffick in the emotional. Knowledge, scholarship, work and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113969278897203632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113969278897203632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113969278897203632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113969278897203632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113968414163939857</id><published>2006-02-11T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T05:37:54.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanny-state Singapore</title><summary type='text'>Oh my god, I jus realize i'm eligible to vote!And wat with the election around the corner...Have any of u voted before? (question directed to any readers of this blog, if at all, haha)Definitely not us newly-turned-21-year-olds (wat timing!).Is it even compulsory?Have no time to make a well-informed vote, if i even have time to do that.Shall jus stick to the long-time champion of nanny state </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113968414163939857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113968414163939857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113968414163939857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113968414163939857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/nanny-state-singapore.html' title='Nanny-state Singapore'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113950580366808495</id><published>2006-02-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T01:23:23.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling lonely and ironically it jus makes me wan to be alone.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113950580366808495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113950580366808495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113950580366808495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113950580366808495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-feeling-lonely-and-ironically-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113941929221155928</id><published>2006-02-07T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T05:42:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More first-quarter year babies</title><summary type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday Xiangling~!!!My darling, my love, my counterpart, my Best Fren.Ah Muuuuuuaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrckkkkkkzz~!!!!! &gt;.&lt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113941929221155928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113941929221155928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113941929221155928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113941929221155928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-first-quarter-year-babies.html' title='More first-quarter year babies'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113916728508641827</id><published>2006-02-06T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:14:18.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourgenics Profile Test</title><summary type='text'>Your Complete Personal Profile You want to be regarded as an exiting and interesting personality able to persuade others to comply with your beliefs and ideas. You are charming and able to influence other people who come into your sphere of influence. You like mental stimulation and you are the sort of person who is prepared to 'try anything once'. Your confidence is so much so that others are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113916728508641827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113916728508641827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113916728508641827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113916728508641827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/colourgenics-profile-test.html' title='Colourgenics Profile Test'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113912836078268955</id><published>2006-02-05T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T04:39:34.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting my blessings</title><summary type='text'>I have nth interesting to blog about except that i've had a jap buffet once again.How am i gonna lose weight at this rate??!But maybe i can console myself that at least the buffet (or any more on-coming high calorie meals) was for celebrating Xiang's bday.Hmmm... a new revelation... i realize once again how my best frens get to be my best frens.Good frens are the ones who answer u honestly that "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113912836078268955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113912836078268955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113912836078268955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113912836078268955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting my blessings'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113872994063858311</id><published>2006-02-01T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T04:57:16.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker face</title><summary type='text'>I dunno why i feel so dejected.Maybe becos the betrayal has come from within the family.I'm all smiles and jokes.But a cold anger is seething on the inside.//Chinese new year family gatherings are somewhat over-rated.Much as i had over the years grew to enjoy the 'family' time i get to spend with the uncountable relatives i meet only once a year, there may jus be too much interacting squeezed in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113872994063858311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113872994063858311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113872994063858311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113872994063858311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/poker-face.html' title='Poker face'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113845904307022447</id><published>2006-01-28T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T01:16:04.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><summary type='text'>It will be midnite soon so an early Happy Chinese New Year to all of you~!!! X)May the ang pow takings be great this year!! Lolx! ;PFinally did some new year's clothes shopping ytd after my facial (its free! n its very very good... unfortunately i had to sit n listen to the consultant tok n persuade me to take up their packages for a good half an hour or more after that. oh well, there's no free </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113845904307022447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113845904307022447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113845904307022447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113845904307022447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113820560000352571</id><published>2006-01-25T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T00:13:20.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More January babies</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday Glory dear~!!!Sweet 21~!!!!Heh heh, tot i'll honor u with this whole post.Hope u have a happy year ahead =DLove ya sweetheart! :)Ah Muarckzz~!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113820560000352571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113820560000352571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113820560000352571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113820560000352571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-january-babies.html' title='More January babies'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113801867863312791</id><published>2006-01-23T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T05:12:52.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phee, phie, phoe... Phone?</title><summary type='text'>I'm such a procastinator its scary!n just when i tot i'm past my days of being nua... i guess i'm not after all.I'm supposed to have 1) gone new year clothes-shopping (yes, i haven bought any CNY clothes yet!! This is the first year my mum is actually more nervous than me bout my not having any CNY clothes to wear!!), 2) gone swimming/tanning to get a little glow so i dun look like a pale flabby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113801867863312791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113801867863312791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113801867863312791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113801867863312791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/phee-phie-phoe-phone.html' title='Phee, phie, phoe... Phone?'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113760154411667528</id><published>2006-01-18T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:37:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January babies</title><summary type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday Yi En (17th January) and Hanxiang (18th January)~!!!!Ah Muarckzzz!!! X&gt;Heh, wat are the chances of two of my good frens having their birthdays one day after the other? Its a conspiracy to kill me with all the birthday preparations effort i tell you. But heh, seeing all the smiles n looks of surprise makes it all worth it. Really.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113760154411667528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113760154411667528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113760154411667528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113760154411667528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/january-babies.html' title='January babies'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113727438689891590</id><published>2006-01-15T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:38:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bangs! Food oh glorious food!</title><summary type='text'>Since i promised myself that i wud not be lazy this year and blog my birthday celebrations (its my 21st birthday afterall), i shall make a vague attempt at it. Mind u, its not total recall tho... this year's celebrations have dragged on for so long (even by my usual celebration days standard) that its not even over yet, and i doubt i'd even be able to dreg up partial recall of most of the details</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113727438689891590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113727438689891590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113727438689891590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113727438689891590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/birthday-bangs-food-oh-glorious-food.html' title='Birthday Bangs! Food oh glorious food!'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113727001383787837</id><published>2006-01-14T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T07:45:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My say...</title><summary type='text'>Erm.... blog wars are amusing....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113727001383787837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113727001383787837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113727001383787837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113727001383787837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-say.html' title='My say...'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113696262496682999</id><published>2006-01-11T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T03:24:24.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I aced a sec 2 math quiz!!</title><summary type='text'>Hohoho... considering i dun have time to blog wat am i still doing online?Haha... i promise i'll give *a summary* of my birthday celebrations when everything's over, but for now, dun take away my (current) addiction for blogging and doing innane quizzes, lolx!! ;pGot this from a link - www.blogthings.com - from vivian's blog, she's a Fantasy Lover!! Oooh~ i'm so blown away... Lolx!!(oops, maybe i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113696262496682999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113696262496682999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113696262496682999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113696262496682999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-aced-sec-2-math-quiz.html' title='I aced a sec 2 math quiz!!'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113657844773294977</id><published>2006-01-07T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:41:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Birthday</title><summary type='text'>Its my 21st birthday peeps!!!Heh heh, thanks for all the msgs n well wishes!So much plans still n so much to update, shall update again when i've time :)Thanks alot peeps~!!! =)//Erm... i'm hope i'm not too late in saying this...but PLS DUN GET ME BOOKS for my birthday present le ya..??I noe i've written them in my wish list n stuff... maybe thats why i've gotten like, two of each titles now... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113657844773294977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113657844773294977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113657844773294977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113657844773294977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/21st-birthday.html' title='21st Birthday'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113631162946025736</id><published>2006-01-04T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T03:07:57.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree, Leaf, Wind</title><summary type='text'>I have jus read a blog by chance (fren of a fren's) and have come across a very touching story he had posted on his blog in three parts - Tree, Leaf, Wind - to build suspense. Some of u may have already read this story in ya forwarded emails before, but as i havent, its quite a novelty for me. To be touched this way.The funny thing was, it was his blog template (like most of ours), presenting our</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113631162946025736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113631162946025736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113631162946025736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113631162946025736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/tree-leaf-wind.html' title='Tree, Leaf, Wind'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113629814954922158</id><published>2006-01-03T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:33:20.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al'mighty feasts!</title><summary type='text'>Wahahahaha!!! I plan on being very well fed this birthday~!!!Oh my god. I'm going to turn out looking such a pig before the week ends!!! X)Jap buffet... Chinese  buffet... dessert eateries... the annual family feast...n wat else?? Still planning... wahahaha~This birthday week is finally shaping up! =]Wats a birthday celebration without gluttony?? =D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113629814954922158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113629814954922158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113629814954922158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113629814954922158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/almighty-feasts.html' title='Al&apos;mighty feasts!'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113614100419630299</id><published>2006-01-02T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T17:59:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><summary type='text'>This shall be a short entry. Why?One, cos i'm tired. Two, cos as far as New Year resolutions go, i'm not too ambitious bout setting (or fulfilling) many.So, here goes...1. To lead a healthier lifestyle this year and from henceforth (i.e. quitting/ cutting back on watever i shdn't be doing, eating, or drinking).2. (Which is an extension of the first actually) To lose that 5kg i've been meaning to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113614100419630299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113614100419630299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113614100419630299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113614100419630299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113595910117927576</id><published>2005-12-30T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T01:13:56.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleas of a Desperado</title><summary type='text'>As i get older, it seems as if the Christmas season lasts shorter.This may be due to my perpetual lack of time, and hence the lesser time spent loitering at Orchard Road absorbing the Chrismassy mood every year come this time (i.e. unlike during the carefree sec sch days).Most Christmases these past few years have been more of a wham-bang-in-ya-face and then before u noe it, its over n u're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113595910117927576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113595910117927576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113595910117927576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113595910117927576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/pleas-of-desperado.html' title='Pleas of a Desperado'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113570433775028338</id><published>2005-12-28T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:25:37.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood. Lost and found.</title><summary type='text'>One of the biggest surprises this Christmas was to receive a christmas card from a long-lost fren. Imagine my surprise when i read the name signing off at the bottom of the card n jump up when i realise its from my kindergarten fren, whom i've kept in constant contact with until Primary 6, and only lost touch when she moved house in sec sch??Apparently she's found my address in an old Word </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113570433775028338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113570433775028338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113570433775028338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113570433775028338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/childhood-lost-and-found.html' title='Childhood. Lost and found.'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113551242081794350</id><published>2005-12-25T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:07:00.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas celeb</title><summary type='text'>Long nite and day.Christmas. Party. Old Bermuda Triangle gang. Mhmd Sultan. Newsroom Bar &amp; Disco. Booze. Countdown. Booze. Dance. Party. Booze. Dance. Party. Supper. Newton. Home. Zonk out.That about sum up last nite's events. This morn's a diff story.Relatives from Malaysia are here again, to celeb Christms.This time round its my aunt n female cousin.Jus came back from bringing my cousin around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113551242081794350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113551242081794350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113551242081794350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113551242081794350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-celeb.html' title='Christmas celeb'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113501824480261162</id><published>2005-12-20T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T03:35:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women, on reflection</title><summary type='text'>Just looking back, i discovered (quite some time ago, actually) that there's a de-mystifying quality about a gal when she has a bf. She no longer seems so exotic, so independently alluring. She no longer fascinates.Of cos, it may apply only to the pretty or the above-average looker.(And then again, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.)When we know a good-looking gal who has remained single by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113501824480261162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113501824480261162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113501824480261162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113501824480261162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/women-on-reflection.html' title='Women, on reflection'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113466417106692992</id><published>2005-12-16T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T02:46:03.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morbid acclaimation</title><summary type='text'>Phew... tiring week.Jus came back from meeting Ian today (he's gotten hunkier! :) ).Aside from the usual lectures, the unusually enormous stack of homework, i had plans nearly everyday n reached home late every nite not to sleep, but to do my assignments into the wee hours of the morning, prepare for the next day, or go online for some overseas meetings.Freak, i knew i shouldn't have given them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113466417106692992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113466417106692992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113466417106692992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113466417106692992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/morbid-acclaimation.html' title='Morbid acclaimation'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113437881245067412</id><published>2005-12-12T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T17:20:21.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadline. Literally.</title><summary type='text'>Because of friday's drama n its aftermaths, my whole weekend was shot and i have so much fucking homework to do!And a result of jus one over-nighter has totally thrown my sleep pattern into disarray once again.I now sleep long after dawn breaks n wake up.... Ok, i sleep an average of 6-7 hours, u do the maths.This. Is. Not. Good.I have too much things to do.3 days' itinery squeezed into half a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113437881245067412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113437881245067412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113437881245067412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113437881245067412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/deadline-literally.html' title='Deadline. Literally.'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113437554629699504</id><published>2005-12-11T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T16:20:32.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday drama aftermaths</title><summary type='text'>Have u ever reached a new low and the person who comes through for u comes as a surprise?I'm grateful to all those pple who showed concern. Thanks. I'm all right now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113437554629699504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113437554629699504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113437554629699504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113437554629699504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/friday-drama-aftermaths.html' title='Friday drama aftermaths'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113405878450985297</id><published>2005-12-08T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T06:06:39.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are who we hang out with</title><summary type='text'>Maybe becos i've been so busy introspecting (if u can believe in such a word) and haven been people-watching or taking too much notice of my surroundings in recent years, but i recently come to notice how much pple validate their existence by broadcasting the pple they know, especially in the latest emergence (ok, i'm a dinosour) of frenship-networking concept websites such as Friendster, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113405878450985297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113405878450985297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113405878450985297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113405878450985297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-are-who-we-hang-out-with.html' title='We are who we hang out with'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113380464069341361</id><published>2005-12-06T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T04:29:29.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokeback Mountain</title><summary type='text'>I wanna watch Brokeback Mountain!!!It sounds so touching... the trailer is so promising.And like all the movies i've wanted to watch this year, it follows the trend of being a movie adoption of a novel - the other movies are HP &amp; The Goblet of Fire, Memoirs of a Geisha, The Da Vinci Code (due out next year), n now... BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN!!Check out the movie trailer at their website below:http://</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113380464069341361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113380464069341361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113380464069341361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113380464069341361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/brokeback-mountain.html' title='Brokeback Mountain'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113377138925908210</id><published>2005-12-05T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T01:20:56.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick. sick. sick. sick.</title><summary type='text'>My whole family is sick.First down was my mum which i mentioned in my last entry. Then my dad n me simultaneously on saturday, then my sis in the same day's evening.My dad n i, i suspect had gotten food poisoning from the chilli crab we had the night before (we had ordered that when we celebrated his birthday belatedly at home on friday nite, n since only the two of us who ate it got ill, that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113377138925908210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113377138925908210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113377138925908210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113377138925908210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/sick-sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick. sick. sick. sick.'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113345849339041208</id><published>2005-12-02T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T03:04:02.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumbling. Depressing.</title><summary type='text'>It has been such a busy week that i only have time to sit down in front of my com now.To make a long, exhaustive, but otherwise pretty mundane story short, we had guests staying over our house for the past one week or so.A relative and his fren from Malaysia came over for some family staff (visitations among others) n put over at our place.And becos they're guests n they're such night owls n we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113345849339041208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113345849339041208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113345849339041208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113345849339041208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/rumbling-depressing.html' title='Rumbling. Depressing.'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113299052054880935</id><published>2005-11-26T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:36:45.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak out! Its the week of Splurging!</title><summary type='text'>Finally went for my rebonding couple days ago ^.^Platform salon at Orchard Emerald, a mere 98 bucks for my long hair.Nice pple there :)Even went back for some touchups ytd at the roots when i wasn't very satisfied, n they were all smiley about it. But then again, it may be becos i was trying to be nice bout it too n not be a difficult customer.But overall, quite satisfied with it; at least its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113299052054880935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113299052054880935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113299052054880935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113299052054880935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/freak-out-its-week-of-splurging.html' title='Freak out! Its the week of Splurging!'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113258583874730316</id><published>2005-11-21T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T00:30:34.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too free -.-</title><summary type='text'>Lolx! 3 posts today!I'm really too free le... hate not working - it gives me too much free time that are usually spent uncondusively *frown*I jolly well rather use most of that free time to work and earn money *frown frown*Bloody long weekend has made me onli more nua. Fri no sch, sat n sun stone, mon no sch... die from boredom i tell u.Anyway, some quizzes courtesy of Vivian's blog :)Happy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113258583874730316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113258583874730316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113258583874730316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113258583874730316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/too-free.html' title='Too free -.-'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113256303183883330</id><published>2005-11-21T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:20:43.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so un-common denominator</title><summary type='text'>"All of our values are simulated. What is freedom? We have a choice between buying one car or buying another car? Its a simulation of freedom."- French philosopher Jean BaudrillardSort of an irony against my earlier post isn't it?We may think our decisions to buy certain clothes, cosmetics, go for certain beauty treatments, our choice of accessories and styles are our own, but wat are they really</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113256303183883330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113256303183883330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113256303183883330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113256303183883330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-so-un-common-denominator.html' title='Not so un-common denominator'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113255831533459350</id><published>2005-11-21T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:06:19.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman, Thy name is Vainity</title><summary type='text'>My mole scabs have fallen off!! Finally.Not totally clean, but i can go back to do it again (free fu zhen).More concerned with the little indentation it seems to have caused at the side of my face... hope i'm jus over-worrying, or if not, hope its not too obvious...Now looking forward to my next adventure - rebonding!!!*whoots*(My entries are getting so bloody bimbotic i cant stand it -.- )</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113255831533459350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113255831533459350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113255831533459350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113255831533459350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/woman-thy-name-is-vainity.html' title='Woman, Thy name is Vainity'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113182167033038099</id><published>2005-11-12T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T04:19:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirks</title><summary type='text'>Have just gone for mole removal today.One (or three teeny-tiny ones joined tail by tail)near the inner corner of my eye that had grown inexplicably in my JC days, and another one at the far right of my face in front of my ear that have been there forever.Strangely enough, i didn't do it for vanity reasons. Truthfully.Because they weren't very obvious to begin with.No one noticed unless i pointed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113182167033038099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113182167033038099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113182167033038099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113182167033038099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/quirks.html' title='Quirks'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113067061023009976</id><published>2005-10-30T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T18:33:47.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The month of doing self-discovery tests</title><summary type='text'>More personality tests... Lolx!Ah well, its nice to document and look back on how much i have changed over time.I guess its because we are never really secure, and will always wan to know more about our Selves, or how we appear in other people's eyes. Hence the never-ending quest for self-discovery and the flourish of all sorts of personality quizzes.Anyway, here are more tests results. At this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113067061023009976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113067061023009976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113067061023009976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113067061023009976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/10/month-of-doing-self-discovery-tests.html' title='The month of doing self-discovery tests'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113062002793791371</id><published>2005-10-30T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:45:14.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike five</title><summary type='text'>I wan to eat the zaru soba at Hisatomo~!!!I. CRAVE. IT.My zaru soba.... =~(Who can i meet to go eat it??!I wan to meet up with so many people!But i'm so busy now! or if i'm not, they seem to be (its everyone's except UOL students' exam period)!Have gone back to working at the law firm part-time.Yes... their newly found secretary has left cos of family problems. After barely 3 weeks.The job is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113062002793791371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113062002793791371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113062002793791371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113062002793791371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/10/strike-five.html' title='Strike five'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619847.post-113058682806542197</id><published>2005-10-28T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T05:20:46.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soiled</title><summary type='text'>I wish i could stop hating you. I wish i could return to the time when i dun think you were unclean. Back in the time when u could do no wrong in my eyes. The whole world may be right, but i'm never wrong about you. But i dun noe how.Now i see that i'm wrong. I wish i had never known anything at all.Maybe the one who has changed is me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113058682806542197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5619847&amp;postID=113058682806542197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113058682806542197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5619847/posts/default/113058682806542197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ursulaluvsyou.blogspot.com/2005/10/soiled.html' title='Soiled'/><author><name>ursula</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
