<?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-3697260</id><updated>2011-07-31T02:06:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.::ScoutLynch!::.</title><subtitle type='html'>copyright @ 2004 Susan Angela</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-112858161863422088</id><published>2005-10-06T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:53:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourful Geylang</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/112858161863422088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=112858161863422088' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/112858161863422088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/112858161863422088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2005/10/colourful-geylang.html' title='Colourful Geylang'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-110106503206679874</id><published>2004-11-22T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T03:23:52.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the five-month itch</title><summary type='text'>there have been a lot of things going on lately that i'd love to write about but i simply haven't been able to organize my thoughts well enough to produce a coherent flow of narration. i wish there are times where i can only sit down all by myself and replay all the memories of things freshly-experienced, just to let myself be grateful for having experienced them, however mundane they appeared to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/110106503206679874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=110106503206679874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/110106503206679874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/110106503206679874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/11/five-month-itch.html' title='the five-month itch'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108940730050643057</id><published>2004-07-10T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T13:54:18.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asia-Pacific Conference in CSR</title><summary type='text'>Click on the image to enlargeAnd, this morning, upon checking in into my office and logging on into my workstation, I was almost bursting with excitement seeing the piece of good news waiting in the mailbox.Triin, our International VP from Estonia and I have been succesfully nominated as the recipients of the 5 regional scholarships to attend the 1st Asia-Pacific Congress in Corporate Social</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108940730050643057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108940730050643057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108940730050643057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108940730050643057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/07/asia-pacific-conference-in-csr.html' title='Asia-Pacific Conference in CSR'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108680461914432523</id><published>2004-06-10T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T02:10:19.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thou shalt ...</title><summary type='text'>Thou shalt not deprive brain cells of the joy of readingThou shalt make time to readThou shalt make time to readThou shalt make time to read</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108680461914432523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108680461914432523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108680461914432523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108680461914432523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/06/thou-shalt.html' title='thou shalt ...'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108680451056378436</id><published>2004-06-10T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T02:08:30.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>State of Entropy</title><summary type='text'>My room is in such a mess!Thing is, I have been running on the role-juggling treadmill these past few weeks. During the day, I am Susan the Intern Analyst loaded with heaps of work (both interesting and not-so-interesting ones) and deadlines to meet. In the evening, I am Susan the LCP loaded with heaps of to-dos and decisions to make. Shortly before midnight (that's the time I reach home these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108680451056378436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108680451056378436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108680451056378436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108680451056378436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/06/state-of-entropy.html' title='State of Entropy'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108671881378144611</id><published>2004-06-09T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T08:35:16.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics Updates!</title><summary type='text'>Liyan went around with her camera snapping 'candid stills' during our session break. I can't remember who I was talking to over the phone at that time, though ...15 hours of sessions and a few hours of napping under the tables with my fellow MC members, we went to celebrate Liyan's birthday at Holland Vi. Oh, look who's here. It's Triin, our new MC VPHR who touched down at Singapore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108671881378144611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108671881378144611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108671881378144611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108671881378144611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/06/pics-updates.html' title='Pics Updates!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108635355810568068</id><published>2004-06-04T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T23:10:29.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting with Board of Advisors of AIESEC</title><summary type='text'>Ah, long time no update! Yesterday was the first meeting of us the new National Team with our venerable stakeholders - our Board of Advisors - all ten of them. The oldest is this frail-looking Caucasian man who has served in the board for 20 freakin' years. I shook his hands (he was the first one to arrive) and found so much enthusiasm and warmth radiating from his wrinkled eyes. I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108635355810568068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108635355810568068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108635355810568068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108635355810568068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/06/meeting-with-board-of-advisors-of.html' title='Meeting with Board of Advisors of AIESEC'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108654463143415751</id><published>2004-06-03T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T01:58:15.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do in Singapore (and believe me, June and July are the 'happening' months!) </title><summary type='text'>1) Try brain omellette and pigeon curry, turtle soup and Buddha-Jumps-Over-the-Wall soup [oOOh it's the Food Festival for the whole month of June!)Some more daring souls have also recommended deep fried scorpions and ants delicacies at the Imperial Herbal Kitchen. Um. Maybe not, not yet ...2) Go watch Singapore DragonBoat Festival (19-20 June)3) Go to bazaar at Arab Heritage Week 4) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108654463143415751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108654463143415751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108654463143415751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108654463143415751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/06/things-to-do-in-singapore-and-believe.html' title='Things to do in Singapore (and believe me, June and July are the &apos;happening&apos; months!) '/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108568206518624448</id><published>2004-05-28T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T02:23:05.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a holiday!</title><summary type='text'>Everybody is leaving Singapore these days, it seems!!For a start, my office is gonna be half-empty&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsphalf-full&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp half-empty next week (HALF-EMPTY. OoOh, forgive the pessimism - can't help - after spending fifteen full minutes admiring these beautiful-yet-morbidly-depressing paintings (check out the blood sections), I couldn't help but started to feel suicidal. oOOh. You've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108568206518624448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108568206518624448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108568206518624448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108568206518624448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-need-holiday.html' title='i need a holiday!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108550754197103891</id><published>2004-05-26T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T02:11:35.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>voiceless</title><summary type='text'>Just came back from Black Eyed Peas concert at Kallang Indoor Stadium. May I tell you, they rocked the house! (although I should've brought a binocular to see Apl.de.Ap's dance moves better)Now I'll have to deal with my sorethroat. ehrm. erhm. ...n...o....v..o..i..c..e...I think I'm half-deaf too, now.Oh, well.I'd better go to sleep. Foresee that I'll have to stay until very late in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108550754197103891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108550754197103891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108550754197103891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108550754197103891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/05/voiceless.html' title='voiceless'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108532629841577481</id><published>2004-05-24T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T20:52:48.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an AIESEC weekend</title><summary type='text'>Things are moving very fast now. My friday evening was spent with Cheryl and Fidz evaluating her report {I tagged along, actually. It was supposed to be Fidz' LCP transition}. Saturday, two other meetings with two sets of people, and then Fidz and Zaf and I were off to watch Shrek 2! Let me tell you how 'endearing' the experience of watching that movie was, we got the first row seats!Come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108532629841577481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108532629841577481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108532629841577481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108532629841577481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/05/aiesec-weekend.html' title='an AIESEC weekend'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108533369138207584</id><published>2004-05-23T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T20:59:54.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporean Cab Drivers</title><summary type='text'>... believe it or not, are the most opinionated bunch of middle-aged men with receding hairline in the whole galaxy. Seriously.Now don't get me wrong. I love the convenience of cabbing (i.e. riding on cabs)in Singapore, in general. And yes, I have encountered a few saintly souls who surprised me so much with their kindness I felt like writing to Straits Times Readers' Forum to thank them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108533369138207584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108533369138207584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108533369138207584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108533369138207584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/05/singaporean-cab-drivers.html' title='Singaporean Cab Drivers'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108507655355465948</id><published>2004-05-21T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T11:03:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things that matter</title><summary type='text'>First of all, let's complain about the weather. It's so scorchingly hot in Singapore these days!! *puff puff puff!* I'm stationed on the desk near the (only) window of the office with the other two interns and every day, when it's about 2 or 3 pm, the sunshine will glare directly to us through the glass window, and worse, get reflected by our laptop monitors and hence render it impossible for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108507655355465948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108507655355465948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108507655355465948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108507655355465948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/05/little-things-that-matter.html' title='the little things that matter'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108471711689871373</id><published>2004-05-16T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T16:49:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a time</title><summary type='text'>i still feel like writing some more, so let's jump abruptly to another topic, shall we?- a lame fairytale -Once upon a time, there was a girl who fell in love with her good friend. This good friend - let's call him SleekHair (tribute to his, well, Sicilian-Mafia-like sleek jet black hair)- is smart, funny, caring and, above all, a terrific writer. He would write her explosively witty emails that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108471711689871373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108471711689871373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108471711689871373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108471711689871373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/05/once-upon-time.html' title='once upon a time'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108429521869954008</id><published>2004-05-11T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T21:58:51.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><summary type='text'>I feel like crapping a lot today and so here it goes. never mind if it's a little disorganized. Internship update!!I have been a very productive writer for the past few days - with all the report writing and editing work i did for next week's client presentation. So much deskbound job and mouse clicking that my right index finger now started twitching involuntarily during my train ride home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108429521869954008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108429521869954008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108429521869954008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108429521869954008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-another-day.html' title='just another day'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108317308733891956</id><published>2004-04-29T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T01:33:21.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the life of a management consultant</title><summary type='text'>Not mine, of course. My boss's :)He's cool, that's for sure. And he's very nice too. But he's clocking crazy inhumane working hours!! ...well, I suspect the pay is excellent in this line of industry. During lunch today, some of the analysts were comparing The Piers vs. Private Leaf! O.M.G. FYI, these are the name of two prime, overlooking-the-sea properties in Singapore, inarguably one of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108317308733891956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108317308733891956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108317308733891956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108317308733891956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/life-of-management-consultant.html' title='the life of a management consultant'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108299219515276062</id><published>2004-04-26T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T23:25:22.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First-day-at-work update! </title><summary type='text'>Surprisingly, my office people are all very very young! Okay, to illustrate that, I think the average age of the people there is 30 years old - there's only one venerable-looking american boss that looks almost out-of-place among the yuppies. I remember reading somewhere that it's the nature of the consulting industry where the fast-paced environment favours the energetic young who won't mind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108299219515276062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108299219515276062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108299219515276062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108299219515276062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/first-day-at-work-update.html' title='First-day-at-work update! '/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108265321080192485</id><published>2004-04-23T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T01:27:56.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e-retail therapy</title><summary type='text'>Cross-eyed after squinting too much on my literature texts (lit paper on sat, sigh), I browsed on urbanoutfitters and t-shirts dot com website and found these two gems online!Shall I splurge on this: or this ?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108265321080192485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108265321080192485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108265321080192485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108265321080192485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/e-retail-therapy.html' title='e-retail therapy'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108257297240410148</id><published>2004-04-22T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T02:46:52.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Int'l MC post is hot!</title><summary type='text'>April 20 was the deadline for Int'l MCVPHR post for AIESEC Singapore and we received more applications than we ever expected! Cheryl the MCP's gonna have a tough job deciding. Hm. I just realized, whoever that person is, he/she can jolly well be one of my future flatmates! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108257297240410148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108257297240410148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108257297240410148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108257297240410148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/singapore-intl-mc-post-is-hot.html' title='Singapore Int&apos;l MC post is hot!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108257091893819330</id><published>2004-04-22T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T02:36:00.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in search of flatmates</title><summary type='text'>I'm moving out of campus soon! Woo-hoo! Have been looking around for a new place and since some of my friends are terminating their lodging contracts with their owners soon, i might end up getting a very good deal - dealing directly with apartment owners = no agent fee involved! There's this one particular condominium that i've been eyeing for a long long time (my friend nanda's place) and it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108257091893819330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108257091893819330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108257091893819330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108257091893819330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/in-search-of-flatmates.html' title='in search of flatmates'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108256239162202875</id><published>2004-04-21T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T01:33:50.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the metrosexuals</title><summary type='text'>Jan, my classmate from MIS, sent me these pics:Hmmm.... I don't know - are these ads for real? If it is - WOW! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108256239162202875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108256239162202875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108256239162202875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108256239162202875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/metrosexuals.html' title='the metrosexuals'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108223244856571234</id><published>2004-04-18T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T19:43:01.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sniff*</title><summary type='text'>Finally, after so long, off to Orchard Rd with Mir today. And we saw the poster about Ikuo Nakamura's digital underwater photo exhibition with the word "Free Admission" printed boldly across it! Of course we ran to the gallery and gasped in front of all the pictures. It's just our natural reflex. ... later on, at Kinokuniya Bookstore, i found this:for your benefit, you hypermetropic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108223244856571234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108223244856571234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108223244856571234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108223244856571234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/sniff.html' title='*sniff*'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108222744799796833</id><published>2004-04-18T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T01:06:22.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sizzling hot newsflash</title><summary type='text'>I'm a morning news freak. Morning news program kills sleepiness faster than a cup of coffee - when Cheryl Fox was still reading morning news the no-nonsense CNN way, that is. With Cheryl Fox, morning news program was a curious hybrid of style and hard facts, all wrapped together in a sweeping sense of urgency that simply shouts, "NEWS! WAKE UP!!!". Dude, this is one POWER woman!To illustrate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108222744799796833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108222744799796833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108222744799796833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108222744799796833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/sizzling-hot-newsflash.html' title='sizzling hot newsflash'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108198067808080104</id><published>2004-04-15T06:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T01:09:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>housewarming party</title><summary type='text'>recently went to Jenny-Fabien-Rochus housewarming party with the other AIESEC peoplezafirah, jenny's friend, mir, susan, betty, cheryl (centre), made, fabien, KY, Sean</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108198067808080104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108198067808080104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108198067808080104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108198067808080104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/housewarming-party.html' title='housewarming party'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-108143578781530406</id><published>2004-04-08T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:45:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orphan site</title><summary type='text'>Can't believe I've been abandoning this blog for ...., hm, let me see, - last post is in OCTOBER and now it's APRIL - 7 months! My goodness, this domain's expiring in a few days time! Am still contemplating whether I shall continue maintaining the space. - on a more serious note: - Wa. Got the internship interview invitation from Synovate Business Consulting for next Tuesday.Will give an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/108143578781530406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=108143578781530406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108143578781530406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/108143578781530406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2004/04/orphan-site.html' title='orphan site'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-106596789832020312</id><published>2003-10-12T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:39:00.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>korea pictures in photobox!</title><summary type='text'>Finally, the Korea scrapbook project is done!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/106596789832020312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=106596789832020312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/106596789832020312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/106596789832020312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='korea pictures in photobox!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-106381581230178110</id><published>2003-09-18T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:39:28.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need the dreamcatcher talisman</title><summary type='text'>i have been having intermittent morbid dreams during the past few days that woke me up in sweats. this morning's was a vivid one -  not in terms of the dream plot or the imagery, but in the strangling fear and tenseness that gripped my muscles when i jerked to consciousness. the visual part of my brain simply refused to stay asleep, i guess. now the funny part: one scene that scared the hell out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/106381581230178110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=106381581230178110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/106381581230178110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/106381581230178110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='i need the dreamcatcher talisman'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-106369963237778517</id><published>2003-09-16T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:32:31.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NLDS 2002</title><summary type='text'>Andy sent out the picture he took during our previous nlds oc outing. time flies - it has been almost one year since the last conference, and now we are planning for another one! it was memorable, and i loved working with the people! i still do.Photo taken in front of BreadTalk after sushi treat at - where else but - Sakae Sushi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/106369963237778517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=106369963237778517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/106369963237778517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/106369963237778517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='NLDS 2002'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-106036163749334963</id><published>2003-08-09T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:40:08.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><summary type='text'>hm. so long a hiatus - if you noticed, my last posting was 1.5 months ago!! and no, it was not because i was depressed/sad/losing will to life/feeling hermit-y/suicidal as some of you strangers have so (outrageously) suggested in your mails to me (although i was touched by your concerns. thank you!). the fact is, i have just been very busy recently - and consequently have been having roaring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/106036163749334963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=106036163749334963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/106036163749334963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/106036163749334963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='updates'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-105682172285153374</id><published>2003-06-29T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:41:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants #2</title><summary type='text'>i have been very pissed off with a lot of things recently.notice that i didn't end the sentence with angst-loaded interjection marks (!!!!!) which can only mean one thing: my soul has finally detached herself from the body (including those fingers that typed these words) and now tried to analyze things objectively with the helicopter-vision-kinda-thing. it - my soul being a translucent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/105682172285153374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=105682172285153374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/105682172285153374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/105682172285153374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='rants #2'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-95123009</id><published>2003-06-01T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:41:47.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>constipated</title><summary type='text'>so, tomorrow is the start of a new month. now that's what i'll call a momentuous day. i mean this is the second month of my university holiday and i have been busier and losing sleep and skipping meals than ever before during the past few weeks. true, the back-to-back meetings with my various committees are sometimes a lot of fun - especially when the meeting venue is somewhere along the strap </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/95123009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=95123009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/95123009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/95123009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='constipated'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-94723192</id><published>2003-05-22T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:19:34.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ladies nite out</title><summary type='text'>so, i went out with N yesterday night, and it was really fun. by fun, i mean that i have to admit -embarrasingly - that i've been quite wrong all this time about what i think she is like. it turns out we have a lot in common and that we both appreciate the little twisted funny things nobody else ever noticed of.we started off at suntec for a noodle treat at nooch the noodle bar (which is, after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/94723192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=94723192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/94723192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/94723192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='ladies nite out'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-94377930</id><published>2003-05-15T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:19:00.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going home!</title><summary type='text'>big time packing up. each end of semester i have always dreaded this tense period of trying to get everything done before my flight back home. then a light bulb just conjured up. why not do all the packing up and gift-buying and bill-payments first, THEN confirm the date of flight? hm. this chance is the luxury i shall not forgo - since people here are still scared off flying and empty seats on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/94377930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=94377930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/94377930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/94377930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='going home!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-94343573</id><published>2003-05-15T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:52:44.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting defensive</title><summary type='text'>it actually came as a surprise to me that some people can be that critical to others - and at the same time never feel the need to restrain themselves to saying whatever they have in mind about other people. i guess it never occurs to them that certain things are better kept to yourself, that not all of your opinion is worth saying. okay, so one'll try her best to keep her voice down and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/94343573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=94343573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/94343573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/94343573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='getting defensive'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-93972157</id><published>2003-05-08T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:03:49.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, busy, busy ...</title><summary type='text'>let it be known that today marks exactly the one-week period since the start of the summer holiday. and the excitement for the holiday has yet to pick up. strange. i have been anticipating this summer holiday so much, and now the momentum is just ... gone.the first things i do after waking up every day have been: 1) checking my to-do list and 2) email accounts - call that severe acute </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/93972157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=93972157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/93972157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/93972157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='busy, busy, busy ...'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-93253880</id><published>2003-04-26T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:04:22.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amateur poem #9827</title><summary type='text'>next semester:i will work harderi will play harder (!)i shall not shortcharge myself by denying self the rights to achieve what self can potentially achievei shall not dread final exams anymore, but develop healthy anticipation for seeing the semester-long work to fruitition through these 'events' - however angry you are on how these measurement sticks have been so inaccurately used against </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/93253880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=93253880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/93253880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/93253880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='amateur poem #9827'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-92978582</id><published>2003-04-21T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:05:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants some more</title><summary type='text'>my reading speed's going down to the rate of a snail. and a hung-over, lazy snail it is. [noo, nooo, please not now. first paper is on friday!]simply can't wait for the exams to be over and the subsequent 'summer' holiday to come and let me do whatever i want! hahHahaaha!unrelated stuff: 69 days to go before i'm off to sydney and this *grinz* :-D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/92978582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=92978582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92978582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92978582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='rants some more'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-92579649</id><published>2003-04-14T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:20:24.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the animal inside ?</title><summary type='text'>yo. evanescence's bring me to life is cool. am listening to it for about the forty-fifth time now. there's just something so darkly appealing from the repetitive pleads, "wake me up inside, wake me up inside, bring me to life". i couldn't help but reminded of the memory warehouse concept from yesterday's dreamcatcher movie (which is, after all, a terr-i-ble show). i'm burned out after another</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/92579649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=92579649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92579649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92579649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='the animal inside ?'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-92519561</id><published>2003-04-13T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:29:02.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYDNEY, OH, SYDNEY!</title><summary type='text'>i'm probably going to australia in july. wait a minute. i guess i'd better put it this way: i'm probably going to AUSTRALIA in july!!!! yeah. hm. that sounds about right to highlight my excitement of my first ever travel to, possibly, meet the cousins I have never seen the whole of my life.i'm also attending the asia-pacific model united nations conference in sydney, if nothing goes wrong. the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92519561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92519561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2003/04/sydney-oh-sydney.html' title='SYDNEY, OH, SYDNEY!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-92280943</id><published>2003-04-09T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:20:58.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world recession prognosticated</title><summary type='text'>the roach guy's words sent a shiver down my spine. why is he being such a pessimist jerk?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/92280943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=92280943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92280943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92280943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='world recession prognosticated'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-92137920</id><published>2003-04-07T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:21:17.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sawadee!</title><summary type='text'>hm. adopting PM Goh's newest precautions against sars, singaporeans will probably start doing the clasp-hands greeting instead of the usual handshake. i always think it's cool when the thais do it. why didn't we think about this earlier? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/92137920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=92137920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92137920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92137920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='sawadee!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-92098718</id><published>2003-04-07T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:09:15.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th singapore international film festival, 17 Apr - 3 May 2003</title><summary type='text'>problem is, my final exam is during those weeks too. sigh.but i still plan to catch at least 2-3 shows [don't worry, Mom. i WILL wear a mask in the cinema if the situation gets worse]. tentative list:bird man's tale [indonesia] 25 Aprcity of god [brazil] 29 Aprbowling for columbine [us] 27 Aprhomerun [singapore] 3 May</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/92098718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=92098718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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trilogy at jubilee hall yesterday. it was an excellent play - bringing to the stage the issues that most people especially in singapore here feel uncomfortable about and stripped them naked in the manner that even my briton friend found surprising. especially when we were sitting so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/92095828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=92095828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92095828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/92095828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='w!ld rice production'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-91989820</id><published>2003-04-05T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:24:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten things i hate about you</title><summary type='text'>i hereby declare heath ledger as my newest object of affectionO.M.G. look at him ... *weak knees*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/91989820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=91989820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/91989820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/91989820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='ten things i hate about you'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-91962566</id><published>2003-04-04T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:06:05.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indonesia declares sars a national threat </title><summary type='text'>some people are simply jerks. i was dead worried when my dad told me that some family friends have just returned from HongKong three days ago and they didn't even have the slightest courtesy to tell people around them, immediately, that they've just been to a place where scores of people have died from the deadly virus. i won't be as worried if they're in singapore - but they're in indonesia, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/91962566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=91962566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/91962566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/91962566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='indonesia declares sars a national threat '/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-91706696</id><published>2003-03-31T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:27:12.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>towards world students' summit 2003 #2</title><summary type='text'>shoot. wss committee meeting (again) tomorrow. we - the whole IR team - are secretly praying that our list is approved by the ministry of foreign affairs. let's hope for good news from the chairperson tomorrow. for the moment being i'm gonna go do the research for my part. interesting sarcastic comment from joshua the chairperson today, "do you think the NGOs will fund a bunch of rich </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-91705584</id><published>2003-03-31T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:09:39.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paranoid</title><summary type='text'>guess what. i'm getting paranoid over the sars outbreak now. i guess the feeling just rubs off from fellow notorious-for-overpanicking singaporeans ;)i couldn't help but made fun of it with H over a few exchanges of sms-es. he told me he was sitting in the library and sneezed and a girl shot a weird look at him spontaneously. ha! me, i held my breath every time a person coughed or blew his nose</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/91705584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=91705584' title='0 Comments'/><link 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tuning in to newsservice/bbc (it had always been cnn until a few days ago). since i streamed from campus network, the screen is small and blurry, but thank god the audio is crystal clear, and that's what really matters. i flinched every time the news anchor mentioned the word "explosion" "suicide bombing" "casualties" "wmd</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/91634664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=91634664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/91634664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/91634664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='a president who only sees black and white when there are so many shades of gray - the worst kind? '/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-91633858</id><published>2003-03-30T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:11:52.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curious about virginia woolf's suicide</title><summary type='text'>went to watch 'the hours' with ina yesterday night, and we came out of the cinema resolving to buy michael cunningham's original novel on which the movie is based on because we couldn't find common agreements about several key points of the movie. must be because of all the merciless cuts on (even!) main scenes by the board of censors. *sigh* what else can i say?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/91633858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=91633858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/91633858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/91633858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='curious about virginia woolf&apos;s suicide'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-90856210</id><published>2003-03-17T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:27:44.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world students' summit 15 - 19 Dec 2003</title><summary type='text'>yes, yes, yes! i'm in ! i never knew how badly i wanted to be in until several days ago, when the outcome of the application was not yet out even though it has been a week since the interview. until a few minutes ago, when i simply couldn't curb the anxiety of this am-i-in-am-i-not feeling anymore and grabbed my phone to directly ask the chairperson, i have almost thought that maybe i've busted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/90856210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=90856210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/90856210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/90856210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='world students&apos; summit 15 - 19 Dec 2003'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-90596655</id><published>2003-03-13T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T01:33:17.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to the interview for the world students' summit organizing committee. cool. i never know i can handle that interview the way i did. i simply don't understand myself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/90596655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=90596655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/90596655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/90596655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2003/03/went-to-interview-for-world-students.html' title=''/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-89217130</id><published>2003-02-17T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:12:19.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>somebody ripped my heart out and let me bleedokay. maybe i'm psychotic. but i love the adrenaline rush from a head-on confrontation.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/89217130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=89217130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/89217130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/89217130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='...'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-88782732</id><published>2003-02-09T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:15:34.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>street parade</title><summary type='text'>CHINGAY GOES UNDERWATER: Performers dressed as aquatic creatures filled the streets from Funan The IT Mall to Maxwell Road on Saturday night during the finale of the Chingay Parade. Thousands of Singaporeans and tourists thronged the 1.7 km stretch where the parade, an annual highlight of Chinese New Year celebrations here, took place. Over 3,500 performers of all races and nationalities breathed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/88782732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=88782732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88782732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88782732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='street parade'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-88715586</id><published>2003-02-08T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:16:01.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the deejay club!</title><summary type='text'>so, finally i got to meet the people of the deejay club. it was a small congenial gathering with the few members the club has, to listen and review the pre-recorded programme accomplished so far. friendly people - i'm glad i did join the session. and it sounded so fun to be able to do voice recording with all the sophisticated instruments and deejay-ing your own radio programme! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/88715586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=88715586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88715586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88715586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='welcome to the deejay club!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-88587219</id><published>2003-02-05T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:17:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inside the life-science lab</title><summary type='text'>7 hours of lab today, and our TA was suffering from a severe flu. worse still, the dye ran over the edge of the gel at the end, for some unexplainable phenomenon ... in short, the 7-hour of hard work preparing the sample was kinda .... wasted. phew. welcome to the real world of research. i'm exhausted. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/88587219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=88587219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88587219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88587219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='inside the life-science lab'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-88361785</id><published>2003-02-01T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:03:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy chinese new year!</title><summary type='text'>wishlist (a.k.a. things i want badly i dreamed about them ocassionally):- LOMO LC-A- that part-time job at Starbucks- that blue guitar- sony discman... last but not least:- that cute guy at the deli who looked like Heath Ledger from 28 degree angle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/88361785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=88361785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88361785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88361785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='happy chinese new year!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-87120821</id><published>2003-01-09T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:53:13.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you gotta love the elves!</title><summary type='text'>finally had the chance to actually go out and watch the much-talked-about "lotr - the two towers" [well, hm. i didn't read the book, so ... which two towers do the title actually refers to?] anyway, the actions were great and the story ... much more understandable than the first one. or was that because there sat Apple - who's watching the movie for the second time now - beside me, constantly '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/87120821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=87120821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/87120821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/87120821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='you gotta love the elves!'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-86997678</id><published>2003-01-06T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:49:59.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this suffocating air of familiarity</title><summary type='text'>Finally back to school. even only after a two-week hiatus from the campus, it feels downright weird to see so many people around, crowding every single shuttle bus, every single nook imaginable, now that the new term has started. okay. i'm exaggerating, but i do miss the feeling of just sitting alone in the bus stop waiting for the once-in-thirty-minutes-running shuttle. and there's this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/86997678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=86997678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/86997678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/86997678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='this suffocating air of familiarity'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-86969640</id><published>2003-01-06T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:49:28.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda</title><summary type='text'>Carrie Bradshaw in Sex&amp;TheCity:"So many roads, so many detours, so many choices, so many mistakes. As we drive along this road called life, ocassionally one'll find himself/herself a little lost. As that happens, I guess he/she have to let go of the "coulda woulda shoulda", buckle up and just keep going." "As we speed along this road leading to the destination 'who we want to be', sometimes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/86969640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=86969640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/86969640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/86969640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-85494663</id><published>2002-12-05T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:48:17.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange encounter</title><summary type='text'>i finally called the career counsellor's office this morning.i guess i've been thinking about talking to a counsellor since a really long time ago. not that i've never made an attempt: i've had bad experience with the 2 counsellors i met before, up to the point that i swore to myself that i won't be putting my trust on any kind of mushy, tell-me-how-you-feel consultations. well, after some time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/85494663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=85494663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/85494663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/85494663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='strange encounter'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-85489621</id><published>2002-12-05T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:45:52.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'in' or 'out'</title><summary type='text'>well, it has been a long time since i've last updated the blog, it seems. hm. judging from the site statistics, i was apparently more active in this-kind-of-journal-writing-a.k.a-pitying-myself activity during the exam period.half way through the holiday. just came back from the [hopefully] last meeting of my committee, and got myself all excited. the big event is drawing near! all the little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/85489621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=85489621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/85489621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/85489621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='&apos;in&apos; or &apos;out&apos;'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-84653362</id><published>2002-11-17T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:45:26.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is elsewhere</title><summary type='text'>i once read what a singaporean wrote about this place. "singapore is a port that keeps its people in, but the atmosphere is that of 'life-is-elsewhere' "the spirit must be infectious, or else i would not be feeling this unsettled. or is it quintessentially a 'youth' thing? this urge to 'go-out-and-see-what's-out-there', will you ever grow out of it? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/84653362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=84653362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84653362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84653362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='life is elsewhere'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-84462102</id><published>2002-11-13T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:44:58.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheer up words #498</title><summary type='text'>well, thinking more about it, i can be sure that my university life has taught me a lot. about being independent. about being able to understand oneself and finding my one niche in the society. university life is a personal journey. there's no world record to beat, only dreams to pursue. it's about finding yourself and what matters most in your life.celebrate heroes. celebrate winners. be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/84462102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=84462102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84462102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84462102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='cheer up words #498'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-84356287</id><published>2002-11-11T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:44:17.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the festive month</title><summary type='text'>starting planning for the upcoming holiday! i guess the holiday mood kicks in a bit too early this time - i have yet to sit for my first paper (which, sadly, is tomorrow!)ms. lee - a nice lady who interviewed me last time - called today to fix the appointment for next wednesday, when i'm supposed to meet up with the CEO! (wait a minute, it might sound scarier than it actually is, since this is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/84356287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=84356287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84356287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84356287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='the festive month'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-84324030</id><published>2002-11-11T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:38:32.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this thing called passion</title><summary type='text'>spent virtually the whole day chatting with jo in the kitchen (our agenda was actually studying, with the final exams shadowing our next three weeks). she came up, pretty much depressed and worn-out, hugging her always-present textbook and asked me whether it's okay for her to drop-by. listening to her, i couldn't help but imagine whether there is anyone else in here who is more unhappy than her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/84324030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=84324030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84324030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84324030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='this thing called passion'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-84282791</id><published>2002-11-10T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:00:28.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>which "friend" are you?</title><summary type='text'>took this online test on emode and ....Phoebe!Um, ok! You're, like Phoebe. Ok, so you may not have Phoebe's, well, special intuition or, um, musical talent. But, like everyone's favorite beautiful-blond-psychic-masseuse, you never lie and your friends are the most important thing in your life. With an utterly free spirit like yours, some people see you as flaky. But creative, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/84282791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=84282791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84282791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84282791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='which &quot;friend&quot; are you?'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-84217262</id><published>2002-11-08T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:01:23.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick and clean</title><summary type='text'>well, well, well ....i wish THIS to be over very soon (wait a minute, that statement somehow conjured up the image of an executioner with an axe on his hands, muttering, "it's going to be over very soon. i'll do it quick and clean" Haha!). half-cursing myself, i did try to direct all my mental energy to do my calculus past-year papers. shouldn't have skipped so many classes this semester ... (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/84217262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=84217262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84217262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84217262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='quick and clean'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-84157732</id><published>2002-11-07T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:01:05.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bury your nose under the books</title><summary type='text'>another day in the library. crap.LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/84157732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=84157732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84157732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84157732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='bury your nose under the books'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-84109177</id><published>2002-11-06T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T16:42:25.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>six a.m</title><summary type='text'>Maybe some things are destined to haunt you forever.Six a.m. and my phone rang. Scrambling from bed, half-cursing, I found my furiously-vibrating mobile on the dresser, and a "Hallo?" which might have sounded more like "@#$@%@#$@@!""...Hi." a hurtingly-familiar voice replied at the other end.and my heart almost skipped a bit."Sorry - I guess you must still be sleeping. I just tried calling, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/84109177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=84109177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84109177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/84109177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2002/11/six-am.html' title='six a.m'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-81621375</id><published>2002-09-15T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:32:48.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to live - to achieve</title><summary type='text'>For these past few months, i've been confronting a huge part of my 'old' me - thoughts that have always been holding me behind, clamping myself close by creating a barrier of self-righteousness so thick that i see this world in such a distorted mindset and attitude. Looking back, i realized that i've always been the kind of person who could easily get into the list of "ten most difficult people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/81621375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=81621375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/81621375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/81621375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='to live - to achieve'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-81301937</id><published>2002-09-08T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T05:40:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self #94788 (however unoriginal)</title><summary type='text'>Learning is not just about reading. Perhaps I have got it wrong all this time. I always think that textbooks are the main source of learning. But, actually, in university, reading is only a part of the whole picture of education. Lectures are the sessions in which the professors try to direct your interest and thinking, because – since you are new and a student – you do not quite know what  the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/81301937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=81301937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/81301937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/81301937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='note to self #94788 (however unoriginal)'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-81168359</id><published>2002-09-05T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T03:18:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glassy-eyed over Tokyo Monogatari</title><summary type='text'>Finally, really managed to do proper preparation before my Japanese film class .i.e. by watching the required film beforehand! ~ Tokyo Monogatari is indeed a masterpiece of "quiet human emotions and the subtleties of human relationships..." (this time, no shame of quietly acquescing what other film critics had said ~ ha!~) But, seriously. After watching the movie, I called home just to say "Hi"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/81168359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=81168359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/81168359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/81168359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='glassy-eyed over Tokyo Monogatari'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-80989570</id><published>2002-09-01T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T03:09:17.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potential overdose (of japanese films)</title><summary type='text'>Just finished compiling the list of must-see films this semester (at least to pass my Japanese Film class). Pretty ambitious at a glance, which means that I'll be spending A LOT of time hogging the TV at MRC. If only they have 30'' plasma screens instead of the outdated CRTs... :-(Akira Kurosawa    : Kagemusha | Rashomon | Red Beard | The Seven Samurai | Stray DogJuzo Itami            : </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/80989570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=80989570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/80989570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/80989570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='potential overdose (of japanese films)'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-80926681</id><published>2002-08-31T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T03:12:12.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ancient romanticism</title><summary type='text'>As if having nothing better to do, reread my favourite passage from Heike Monogatari and pondered about what life was like five hundred years ago. It's amazing, how I could conspicuously ignore the stacks of tutorial assignments on my desk and started doing things as mundane as this, and it's 2 a.m in the morning...just to pretend to sound like a cool and depressed poet-to-be, I shall recite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/feeds/80926681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697260&amp;postID=80926681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/80926681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/80926681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/' title='ancient romanticism'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-80923212</id><published>2002-08-31T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:14:26.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You gotta love Akira Kurosawa</title><summary type='text'>Watched the second part of “Kurosawa’s Life” tonight. The only thing that I regretted is the realization that I won’t have enough time to catch all of his great films, since there are so many of them that I don’t even know where best to start. Watching the narration about him, I was greatly touched on how passionate this man was about his work. There were moments in his life when he was obsessed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/80923212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/80923212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2002/08/you-gotta-love-akira-kurosawa.html' title='You gotta love Akira Kurosawa'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-88587364</id><published>2002-02-05T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:16:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you-speak-of-my-love-like-you've-experienced-love-like-mine-before</title><summary type='text'>missed him so badly</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88587364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697260/posts/default/88587364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scoutlynch.blogspot.com/2002/02/you-speak-of-my-love-like-youve.html' title='you-speak-of-my-love-like-you&apos;ve-experienced-love-like-mine-before'/><author><name>Scout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15606358810075985160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697260.post-80099274</id><published>2002-01-11T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:15:20.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ScoutLynch! finally owns a weblog! 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