<?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-7222426070060311273</id><updated>2012-01-26T04:24:38.397-08:00</updated><category term='rommanager'/><category term='cryptic'/><category term='ID crisis'/><category term='milestone'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='jitters'/><category term='list'/><category term='link2sd'/><category term='openrecovery'/><category term='smartphone'/><category term='xt701'/><category term='grrr'/><category term='root'/><category term='phone'/><category term='hope'/><category term='woe'/><category term='practise'/><category term='saturdays'/><category term='rain'/><category term='android'/><category term='first post'/><category term='rsdlite'/><category term='weird day'/><category term='snapshots'/><category term='sizzle'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='visitors'/><category term='encounter'/><category term='motorola'/><category term='phd blues'/><category term='corrections'/><title type='text'>THE JURONG BIRD</title><subtitle type='html'>A Day in the Life of a PhD student-slave</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7224066267911844785</id><published>2012-01-09T17:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T17:52:59.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>November, December and January</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nc3MNB99YUM/TwuZdhw9rVI/AAAAAAAAMeY/C500lqMy9Lo/s1600/where.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nc3MNB99YUM/TwuZdhw9rVI/AAAAAAAAMeY/C500lqMy9Lo/s400/where.jpg" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gone are the days when clouds in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brought the twinkle out in my eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the skip in my step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the song in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now I scowl at the puddles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Duck under shelters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Roll up my jeans and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Complain, Bitterly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Work is no fun either, okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7224066267911844785?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7224066267911844785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7224066267911844785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7224066267911844785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7224066267911844785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2012/01/november-december-and-january.html' title='November, December and January'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nc3MNB99YUM/TwuZdhw9rVI/AAAAAAAAMeY/C500lqMy9Lo/s72-c/where.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7956585401607221998</id><published>2011-12-07T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:41:51.581-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>Grad School Barbie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bH0GG2gPXG8/S2pPWITEbMI/AAAAAAAAAuU/VsUWHxpKiSI/s400/new-barbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bH0GG2gPXG8/S2pPWITEbMI/AAAAAAAAAuU/VsUWHxpKiSI/s320/new-barbie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, found this &lt;a href="http://www.michaeljmillerphd.com/gradschool.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I realized I simply must share it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Graduate School Barbie comes in two forms: Delusional Master's Barbie (TM) and Ph.D. Masochist Barbie (TM).Every Graduate School Barbie comes with these fun filled features guaranteed to delight and entertain for hours: Grad School Barbie comes out of the box with a big grin on her face that turns into a frown after 2 weeks or her first advisor meeting (whichever comes first). She also has adorable black circles under her delightfully bloodshot eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Comes with two outfits: a grubby pair of blue jeans and 5 year old gap T-shirt, and a floppy pair of gray sweatpants with a matching "I hate my life" T-shirt. Grad School Barbie talks! Just press the button on her left hand and hear her say such upbeat grad school phrases like, "Yes, Professor, It'll be done by tomorrow", "I'd love to rewrite" and "Why didn't I just get a job, I could have been making $40,000 a year by now if I had just started working with a Bachelor's. But noooooo, I chose to further my education, I wish somebody would drop a bomb on the school so that I'd have an excuse to stop working on my degree that's sucking every last drop of life force out of my withered and degraded excuse for a soul..." (9V lithium batteries sold separately).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grad School Barbie is anatomically correct to teach kids about the exciting changes that come with pursuing a higher education. Removable panels on Barbie's head and torso allow you to watch as her cerebellum fries to a crispy brown, her heart race 150 beats per minute, and her stomach lining gradually dissolve into nothing. Deluxe Barbie comes with specially designed eye ducts. Just add a little water, and watch Grad School Barbie burst into tears at random intervals. Fun for the whole family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other accessories include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grad School Barbie's Fun Fridge (TM) Well stocked with microwave popcorn, Coca-Cola, Healthy Choice Bologna (99% fat free!),and a small bottle of Mattel Brand Rum (tm).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grad School Barbie's Medicine Cabinet comes in Fabulous (pepto-bismal) pink and contains Barbie sized bottles of Advil, St. Johns Wort, Zantac, and your choice of three fun anti-anxiety drugs! (Barbie Medicine Cabinet not available without a prescription).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grad School Barbie's Computer Workstation. Comes with miniature obsolete PC (in pink of course), rickety desk, and over a dozen miniature Mountain Dew cans to decorate your workstation with (Mountain Dew deposit not included in price. Tech support sold separately.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And Grad School Barbie is not alone! Order now and you'll get two of Barbie's great friends! GRADUATE ADVISOR KEN, Barbie's mentor and advisor in her quest for knowledge, higher education and decreased self esteem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Grad Advisor Ken (tm) comes with a supply of red pens and a permanent frown. Press the button to hear Grad Advisor Ken deliver such wisdom to Barbie as "I need an update on your progress," "I don't think you're ready to defend yet", and "This is no where near ready for publication."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Buy 3 or more dolls, and you can have Barbie's Thesis Committee! (Palm Pilot and tenure sold separately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;REAL JOB SKIPPER, When Barbie needs to talk, she knows that she can always count on her good friend Real Job Skipper (tm), who got a job after getting her bachelor degree. Press the button to hear Real Job Skipper say, "Sometimes I wish I went for my masters degree" and "Work is so hard! I had to work a half an hour of overtime!" Real Job Skipper's Work Wardrobe and Savings account sold separately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WARNING: Do not place Grad Student Barbie and Real Job Skipper too close to each other, as there have been several cases of children leaving the room and coming back to find Barbie's hands mysteriously fused to Skipper's throat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7956585401607221998?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7956585401607221998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7956585401607221998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7956585401607221998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7956585401607221998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/12/grad-school-barbie.html' title='Grad School Barbie'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bH0GG2gPXG8/S2pPWITEbMI/AAAAAAAAAuU/VsUWHxpKiSI/s72-c/new-barbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1844578912579490749</id><published>2011-10-17T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:16:52.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Good Shepherd!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_mjrzZ3-DAQ/Tp0Lbmz66oI/AAAAAAAAMVA/ZAqhtpNt6bw/s1600/2011-10-18+10.30.25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_mjrzZ3-DAQ/Tp0Lbmz66oI/AAAAAAAAMVA/ZAqhtpNt6bw/s320/2011-10-18+10.30.25.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1844578912579490749?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1844578912579490749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1844578912579490749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1844578912579490749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1844578912579490749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-good-shepherd.html' title='Happy Birthday, Good Shepherd!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_mjrzZ3-DAQ/Tp0Lbmz66oI/AAAAAAAAMVA/ZAqhtpNt6bw/s72-c/2011-10-18+10.30.25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6596834465718266741</id><published>2011-10-12T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:26:49.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woe'/><title type='text'>New beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Today, helping out the supervisor as he moves into his mustier, smaller office after voluntarily stepping down as head of division. He stands in the empty room directing the movers, looking utterly depressed at the grubby furniture. At one point, he bangs the seat of his desk-chair and is engulfed in a cloud of dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be a challenge for &lt;i&gt;me &lt;/i&gt;to make it through my final year with him just a few doors down. It's not a pleasant prospect that now I'll be bumping into him when I so much as have to drink water. But watching his face as he surveyed his new surroundings, I knew I wasn't the only one miserable :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6596834465718266741?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6596834465718266741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6596834465718266741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6596834465718266741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6596834465718266741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2179442762206069304</id><published>2011-09-12T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:39:00.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Friends  in Disserted places ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIImPo3zzkc/Tm7sXewSx1I/AAAAAAAAMNc/6QYOIgDv74U/s1600/2011-09-13_114135.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="70" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIImPo3zzkc/Tm7sXewSx1I/AAAAAAAAMNc/6QYOIgDv74U/s400/2011-09-13_114135.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2179442762206069304?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2179442762206069304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2179442762206069304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2179442762206069304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2179442762206069304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/09/friends-in-disserted-places.html' title='Friends  in Disserted places ;)'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LIImPo3zzkc/Tm7sXewSx1I/AAAAAAAAMNc/6QYOIgDv74U/s72-c/2011-09-13_114135.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-9084372209416115717</id><published>2011-08-09T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T08:53:39.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cryptic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jitters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>Waiting for Vindication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood in line, heart thumping wildly, staring alternately at the face of my watch and at the snaking queue ahead. My right arm was slung through the handle of my trolley; I absent-mindedly reached for and patted the little bump of cash that was to pay for my train ticket. Stealthily, I counted the wad of notes once, then twice, then a third time. Still not satisfied, I pulled out my phone to confirm that I was not falling short of money to purchase my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although that day happened over a month ago, I feel like I'm reliving it over and over: standing in line waiting to claim what's rightfully mine, breathless, tremulous and a little overwhelmed. The slightest jolt sends my heart racing, and my mouth is perpetually dry with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still a long while to the finish line, and the cheering squad needs to be extra loud now to make it over the din of the naysayers. Overprotective parents have no idea of the hell they are putting me through. I try to keep my words impassive and my voice steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't test me today, and don't ask questions; I'm running a marathon and I can't afford to lose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-9084372209416115717?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/9084372209416115717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=9084372209416115717' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/9084372209416115717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/9084372209416115717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/08/waiting-for-vindication.html' title='Waiting for Vindication'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3333697744620006800</id><published>2011-07-23T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:31:54.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xt701'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rsdlite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='openrecovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smartphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link2sd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rommanager'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='android'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='root'/><title type='text'>How to root your Android phone -- special guide for Motorola Milestone &amp; XT701 users</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I apologize for the long hiatus; I have been busy actually &lt;i&gt;living &lt;/i&gt;the life I have to blog about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the many achievements I've made over the past few months is brazenly rooting my Motorola Android phone in order to free up space in my phone memory. I find it quite ridiculous that Google didn't build a smarter operating system -- of what use is an 8 GB SD card if all applications are installed into the 512 MB phone memory?! When I finally took the plunge, my phone was down to 15 MB of free space and it was impossible to use most of my favourite apps any longer because the phone kept hanging. Yes, I decided that the time had come to open up my toy and make it better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://currentwire.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Motorola-XT701-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://currentwire.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Motorola-XT701-02.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is the procedure I followed and the problems I've faced. The Motorola Milestone XT 701, or the Sholes tablet as it is sometimes known as, is not one of the more popular phone models as it is not available outside Southeast Asia. So I think I faced more than the regular share of problems which had no shortcuts around them. This guide is for all the other hapless users who are at a loss for answers and are not brave like me to attempt trial-and-error on their precious phone :D This guide can also be followed by users of other Android phones because it cites a lot of generic sources. Keep reading. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The following paragraphs will detail the sources I referred to as well as the problems, if any, which I faced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I give you compelling reasons to root your phone, here's something for the cautious ones:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;If&amp;nbsp;your phone has slowed down tremendously but&amp;nbsp;you're not too keen on tinkering under the hood, you can try the strategies listed&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5709148/how-to-speed-up-your-old-sluggish-android-device"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the young and reckless, here goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Signs that you need to root your Android phone:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In your childhood, you often took your toys apart to see how they work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your phone is slow! Your friends are making fun of you because your phone hangs whenever you try to take a picture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For XT701 users:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Did you know that your phone's camera is actually 8MP?! Wouldn't you want to unlock that feature?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's a "low phone memory" notification perpetually blinking in the top left corner of your home screen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You have a Computer Science Engineering degree and you want to prove that you earned it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are worried that your mostly-empty 8 GB SDcard was a waste of money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are sick of some system apps which you don't use, such as "Corporate Calendar", and are looking for a way to get rid of them (Beware: getting rid of system apps is a double-edged sword, as I will explain later)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are a Linux user; enough said&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are sorely tempted by the pitch made &lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5806249/the-10-best-android-apps-that-make-rooting-your-phone-worth-the-hassle?utm_medium=twitter&amp;amp;utm_source=twitterfeed"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The grass looks greener on the other side&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you've decided to proceed, I recommend &lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5563924/the-start-to-finish-guide-to-rooting-your-android-phone"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;, a start-to-finish guide for rooting your Android phone. This particular article is written for the Motorola Droid but lays down the roadmap ahead and is a good way to familiarize yourself with "rootspeak", the nuts and bolts which any aspiring phone-hacker should know :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, because I am a Windows 7 user, there may be some steps here which may not work for you, though I'm confident that each of the sources I've linked &lt;i&gt;do &lt;/i&gt;list alternatives for Windows and Linux users both. So keep reading, alright :)&amp;nbsp;I'll take you through each of the steps, with a bold heading and indentation specifying the steps intended only for certain users.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;STEP 1 Root your phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you backed up your SDcard in a safe corner of your hard disk already? :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOR (almost) ALL ANDROID PHONE USERS:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;In another tab, open &lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5789397/the-always-up+to+date-guide-to-rooting-any-android-phone"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;, a self-proclaimed always up-to-date guide for rooting your phone.&amp;nbsp;I found it to be an impressive compendium but was sad when it didn't work for the Motorola XT 701.&amp;nbsp;Undeterred, I turned to Google!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOR XT701 USERS: &lt;/b&gt;In another tab, open &lt;a href="http://androidforums.com/motorola-xt701/138294-root-motorola-milestone-xt701.html"&gt;this guide&lt;/a&gt;, it's an easy-to-follow step-by-step procedure and it's not as confusing as &lt;a href="http://theunlockr.com/2010/08/11/how-to-root-the-motorola-xt701/"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; though both credit the same sources.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This step was a piece of cake except for two problems which I encountered, and which you might encounter as well:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While you are setting up and using adb: &lt;/b&gt;When you are setting up the path variable in your computer, as a Windows 7 user I had to&amp;nbsp;set the “Path” in environment variables to the “platform-tools” folder and &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;the “tools” folder of android-sdk.&amp;nbsp;There were no problems on Windows Vista.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While you are flashing your phone using RSDLite: &lt;/b&gt;The status of the program is stuck at "In process..." and "Please manually power up this phone". Don't panic! Follow the &lt;a href="http://www.mmus.us/forum/showthread.php?t=10820"&gt;instructions here&lt;/a&gt; and you will get the PASS status you were waiting for. Remember that you may have to press a different combination of keys to reboot the phone, depending on your model. But I'm sure you already know that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;STEP 2 (optional) Consider your options. Install a Custom ROM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, what are you going to do with your rooted phone? I suggest scrolling down to the bottom of &lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5789397/the-always-up+to+date-guide-to-rooting-any-android-phone"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to consider your options. Meanwhile, you have some sound arguments over at &lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5806249/the-10-best-android-apps-that-make-rooting-your-phone-worth-the-hassle?utm_medium=twitter&amp;amp;utm_source=twitterfeed"&gt;this place&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for some great apps: I took their recommendations with a pinch of salt, but by the end of two weeks I've found that I just can't do without most of these apps. Here's &lt;a href="http://www.androidpolice.com/2010/07/13/8-great-apps-every-rooted-android-user-should-know-about/"&gt;even more&lt;/a&gt;. By the way, if you see a great app that's paid, sniff around a little and you're sure to find an unpaid version of the same. For example, I've heard great things about Root Explorer, but I'm getting along happily with ES File Explorer and I would recommend it to you as well. A good place to do your browsing through your phone as well as desktop browser, is the &lt;a href="https://market.android.com/?hl=en"&gt;Android Market&lt;/a&gt;. I think a great feature is how it tells you whether or not the app you're looking at will work on your device. Saves the bother. Oh, for &lt;b&gt;XT701 users, &lt;/b&gt;you can consider getting the &lt;a href="http://modmymobile.com/forums/597-motorola-motoroi-general/552990-tutorial-motorola-xt701-root-more.html"&gt;lovely themes here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You must consider installing a custom ROM into your phone. From what I understand, some of your system apps are taken away while new features are added for different ROMs. Be careful what you wish for! :P I still haven't figured out how to get my dearly-missed FmRadio app back to working condition on my rooted moded Black Sea XT701. I'm sure I'll figure it out though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For XT701 and all other users:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5596108/how-to-choose-the-right-android-rom-for-you"&gt;Here's more about what a ROM is, and how you should go about choosing one for yourself&lt;/a&gt;. It's a wordy guide that tells you all you need to know about ROMs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOR (almost) ALL ANDROID USERS:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;The above-mentioned source&amp;nbsp;also gives you the step-by-step procedure&amp;nbsp;on how to install one on your phone using the ROM Manager app. Go ahead, I'm sure you'll do fine.&amp;nbsp;Remember to follow the same procedure as above if your RSDLite program gets stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you want any old apps back which you may have lost,&amp;nbsp;you can&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://forum.xda-developers.com/showthread.php?t=944069"&gt;download individual system apps&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for Froyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOR XT701 USERS: &lt;/b&gt;I found a really sweet guide with accompanying video &lt;a href="http://theunlockr.com/2010/08/11/how-to-load-a-custom-rom-on-the-motorola-xt701/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Please keep in mind that it is important to back up your phone image before you go any further. I took a faster way out by deleting the contents of my SD card after copying them to my hardisk, so that the "Backup All" option does not take FOREVER. You can do as you please.&amp;nbsp;Remember to follow the same procedure as above if your RSDLite program gets stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You'll be in for an unpleasant surprise when you follow the link to download the ROM from your device and you get "Page not found"! No worries! Here is the &lt;a href="http://modmymobile.com/forums/600-motorola-motoroi-roms/553384-moto-xt701-black-sea-droidx-rom.html"&gt;corrected link&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;you need, from where you should download the Black Sea ROM and continue as if nothing happened. I know it's tempting to download the other ROM on this page, but it failed the checksum so it's clearly not intended for XT701 devices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm afraid that Black Sea ROM seems to be the singular credible ROM out there! However, do try your luck with Google; there are thousands of android forums out there and I'm sure someone else out there has hit paydirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Serious disadvantages of Black Sea ROM: there is no clock at the top right corner of the home screen anymore, and the default colour of the text of the notifications is now black on a black background. I mean, what the?! I still haven't had the time to figure out how I can customize this.&amp;nbsp;Also, if you were relying on the Android default browser, now you must install Opera Mobile or some other internet browser as the default Android browser app will no longer work. Nor will Gtalk, FmRadio and Sound Recorder. I'm sure there's a way to get these back but again, I haven't had the time to figure it out. Maybe Titanium Backup has a way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IF YOU SCREWED UP &lt;/b&gt;or you just want your unrooted phone back&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?bbavg3it2qs"&gt;download the sbf from here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and run it using RSDLite (flash it the same way you did before, for OpenRecovery) which will restore your phone to its pristine, unrooted self (found &lt;a href="http://modmymobile.com/forums/597-motorola-motoroi-general/552990-tutorial-motorola-xt701-root-more.html"&gt;here, this is a great source for troubleshooting&lt;/a&gt;). Other data or apps will not be lost.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;STEP 3 Link your apps to SD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the reason why I rooted my phone, and I was happy when I was finally able to break the shackles of the measly 512 RAM and at the same time utilize my near-empty 8GB SD card for the ultimate performance boost. From 15 MB, my free phone memory shot up to 97 MB. Currently it's showing 65 MB free space, because I've linked out some always-running services like Whatsapp which I think I shouldn't have. I plan to read up more about what kind of programs to leave in the phone memory and which ones to shift out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What you need before you begin is, a partitioned SD card and an app which works on your phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First, to partition your SD card&lt;/b&gt;, follow the easy steps over &lt;a href="http://www.diy-computer-repairs.com/partition-sd-card-android-installation/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. You can connect your phone to the desktop/laptop for USB access&amp;nbsp;or use an SD card adapter to do the partitioning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a whale of a hard time because the program would stop running every time the phone auto-locked, and it took me a number of tries to figure out what was happening :P So now I hope I will spare a lot of people from an angry, sulky afternoon! It should be a piece of cake, really. In case you're not a Windows user or for some reason you can't use the software mentioned above, try partitioning by &lt;a href="http://www.simplehelp.net/2009/09/28/how-to-partition-your-androids-sd-card-to-install-apps-on-it/"&gt;following these instructions&lt;/a&gt; and I wish you better luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For XT701 and all other users: &lt;/b&gt;What kind of a partition should you create? Taken from the Link2SD page:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Some phones lack the ext2, ext3 or ext4 file system support and you may get mount errors like "no such device", "invalid argument". These phones need ext2.ko or ext3.ko modules and even some additional modules to be able to mount. Using FAT32 on the second partition will eleminate such problems, because FAT32 is supported on all phones.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Ext3 certainly didn't work for XT701 &lt;/b&gt;so I formatted the partition to FAT 32; that's working just as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next, to link your apps, &lt;/b&gt;use the Android Market to download an app&amp;nbsp;such as Apps2SD or, my favourite for XT701, Link2SD. If you &lt;b&gt;do &lt;/b&gt;get Link2SD, please familiarize yourself with its About section which should answer all your queries. The same information is also listed on its &lt;a href="https://market.android.com/details?id=com.buak.Link2SD&amp;amp;feature=search_result"&gt;Market page&lt;/a&gt;. You'll be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The key things I love about Link2SD are, how it's so easy to create links within seconds, and how it's also easy to download and install market fixes for any of your apps. Not only this, if an app starts misbehaving, it only takes a couple of seconds to reinstall it (no user data lost) from Links2SD and it's good as gold again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've done my best to put together a comprehensive guide to rooting your XT701 or other Android phone. Remember that the last link in Step 2 will restore your phone and before you have time to panic. There's nothing to lose, really, because I expect that you've already backed up your SD card and your system &amp;nbsp;image before you started on these experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEP 4: Bonus step! For XT701 users: Update your phone's camera to harness its 8MP capabilities! Follow the steps &lt;a href="http://modmymobile.com/forums/597-motorola-motoroi-general/555306-motoxt701-update-camera-8mp.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remember, Google and Android forums are your best friends. Here's the obligatory disclaimer: The steps mentioned above may or may not work; they are a guide that you can choose to follow or not. Don't hold me responsible if you brick your phone. In case you do brick your XT701,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://modmymobile.com/forums/597-motorola-motoroi-general/552990-tutorial-motorola-xt701-root-more.html"&gt;follow JBoogie3's instructions on Page 4&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and pray for everything to be okay! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3333697744620006800?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3333697744620006800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3333697744620006800' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3333697744620006800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3333697744620006800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-to-root-your-android-phone-special.html' title='How to root your Android phone -- special guide for Motorola Milestone &amp; XT701 users'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4514284974800440217</id><published>2011-04-18T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:59:57.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>BORDERS Fire Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Epic BORDERS sale last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLBS751_q7U/Ta0HxWF_BnI/AAAAAAAALuk/sz8JOG4jjos/s1600/borders.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLBS751_q7U/Ta0HxWF_BnI/AAAAAAAALuk/sz8JOG4jjos/s320/borders.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...And the books I bought!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgl6c7f1cso/Ta0It7aOWgI/AAAAAAAALus/NdkVeJgX_oE/s1600/2011-04-19+12.01.56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgl6c7f1cso/Ta0It7aOWgI/AAAAAAAALus/NdkVeJgX_oE/s320/2011-04-19+12.01.56.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4514284974800440217?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4514284974800440217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4514284974800440217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4514284974800440217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4514284974800440217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/04/borders-fire-sale.html' title='BORDERS Fire Sale!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLBS751_q7U/Ta0HxWF_BnI/AAAAAAAALuk/sz8JOG4jjos/s72-c/borders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2647750177666443428</id><published>2011-04-09T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T13:45:21.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatness is Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Had a cool Saturday with some progress at work and an impulsive shopping spree to waste time in the cosy mall because it was raining outside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCFqnw3XK8E/Tan_yCGdInI/AAAAAAAALuM/UJM4zVghnMk/s1600/FxCam_1302384866731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCFqnw3XK8E/Tan_yCGdInI/AAAAAAAALuM/UJM4zVghnMk/s320/FxCam_1302384866731.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I jumped for joy when I saw the stuff in the Everlast store! Shops here only seem to stock the skinny polo tees with stripes that the neoKorean metrosexuals love to flaunt. They even wear pink yaar, and it's a nightmare to look for clothes for boys when one has to choose out of the four halfway nongay designs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And even in Everlast, the staple variety of strange I-will-never -let-my-boy wear-this were prominently displayed while in a corner, some masculine looking styles lay forlorn and derelict. And it was there that I found my prize! Amazing designs with M. Ali insignia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2647750177666443428?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2647750177666443428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2647750177666443428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2647750177666443428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2647750177666443428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/04/greatness-is-within.html' title='Greatness is Within'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pCFqnw3XK8E/Tan_yCGdInI/AAAAAAAALuM/UJM4zVghnMk/s72-c/FxCam_1302384866731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4050992889539485278</id><published>2011-04-04T05:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T05:58:54.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Days of paper-pencil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TZm7ys1HU2I/AAAAAAAALo0/vFRX3Zw3IJs/FxCam_1301920520929.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TZm7ys1HU2I/AAAAAAAALo0/vFRX3Zw3IJs/s400/FxCam_1301920520929.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Nowadays, I find that the only way to get things done is to open my notebook and scribble, in ye old schoolgirl style. This is not the unimaginative note-taking I do in meetings with Dr.  Yes. These are the big ideas that will shape my thesis and guide my implementation and be written up and talked about in journal articles then cited by learned scientists from all over the world..  &lt;br /&gt;This, in summary, is &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4050992889539485278?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4050992889539485278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4050992889539485278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4050992889539485278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4050992889539485278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/04/days-of-paper-pencil.html' title='Days of paper-pencil'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TZm7ys1HU2I/AAAAAAAALo0/vFRX3Zw3IJs/s72-c/FxCam_1301920520929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8581663298471738764</id><published>2011-03-26T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:50:56.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>New Headphones!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tvqgsW4ZcBQ/TZqfnHTCnrI/AAAAAAAALo4/6sycV7982NA/s1600/92435_1738775161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tvqgsW4ZcBQ/TZqfnHTCnrI/AAAAAAAALo4/6sycV7982NA/s320/92435_1738775161.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The world sounds different :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; font-size: xx-small; text-align: center;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8581663298471738764?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8581663298471738764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8581663298471738764' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8581663298471738764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8581663298471738764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-headphones.html' title='New Headphones!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tvqgsW4ZcBQ/TZqfnHTCnrI/AAAAAAAALo4/6sycV7982NA/s72-c/92435_1738775161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-9069382316528119459</id><published>2011-03-16T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T05:40:17.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M48bWDQTquk/TYCvYjSd0jI/AAAAAAAALnw/0UNeEjkRgWk/s1600/258679669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M48bWDQTquk/TYCvYjSd0jI/AAAAAAAALnw/0UNeEjkRgWk/s320/258679669.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inspired by the design of a Threadless tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-9069382316528119459?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/9069382316528119459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=9069382316528119459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/9069382316528119459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/9069382316528119459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M48bWDQTquk/TYCvYjSd0jI/AAAAAAAALnw/0UNeEjkRgWk/s72-c/258679669.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7369092858596502518</id><published>2011-03-13T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:59:33.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow and Steady</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TX2gs2-rDBI/AAAAAAAALnc/mkFMFKO0TTo/2011-03-14%2013.00.59.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TX2gs2-rDBI/AAAAAAAALnc/mkFMFKO0TTo/s400/2011-03-14%2013.00.59.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7369092858596502518?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7369092858596502518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7369092858596502518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7369092858596502518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7369092858596502518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/03/slow-and-steady.html' title='Slow and Steady'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TX2gs2-rDBI/AAAAAAAALnc/mkFMFKO0TTo/s72-c/2011-03-14%2013.00.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7383485466397176295</id><published>2011-01-31T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T05:59:27.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>New Year, New List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Because I really need to know what lies ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to achieve in 1-2 months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Concept-level analysis + write-up as a paper&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Confirmatory data-set -- send writeup to Natalie by Wednesday&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Perfect templates&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things to achieve in 3-4 months:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Collaborate with Helena for Rhetorical functions paper -- do reading up before that&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Basic programming for text generation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things to achieve in 4-5 months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Pilot experiment, where computational resources such as parsers, generator, input and knowledge bases are specified, as earyl as possible when the focus area is fixed so to fine-tune the scope of work"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7383485466397176295?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7383485466397176295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7383485466397176295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7383485466397176295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7383485466397176295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-list.html' title='New Year, New List'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4336853214166412307</id><published>2011-01-11T19:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:10:34.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practise'/><title type='text'>Nine A.M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ntu.edu.sg/nec/Souvenirs/PublishingImages/Contemporary/ntu%20coffee%20mug.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://www.ntu.edu.sg/nec/Souvenirs/PublishingImages/Contemporary/ntu%20coffee%20mug.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is too much "writing" welling inside me and it needs an outlet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I have neither pen nor paper, nor keyboard in sight. The tempo of music on my ipod surges and so do my spirits. It is morning and I am on my way to work. For the next half hour, nothing will faze me as I concentrate solely on my morning playlist... At an easy pace, I walk towards the bus stop and stare with unseeing eyes as the bus I am supposed to catch pulls away from the curb, just hundred metres from where I am. Like I said, nothing fazes me in the mornings and I like to stretch this half an hour to as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I bump into acquaintances at the bus stop, not unnatural if you consider that I've been living here for over two years now. Rather, the strange part is how I don't have more &lt;i&gt;friends &lt;/i&gt;in hostel. So I'm making casual conversation as my right hand fumbles for and then hits Pause on my ipod. And as I nod and smile, I'm mentally calculating the number of minutes more of conversation that I have to make before I make my escape by getting off at the first shuttle bus stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a horrible, anti-social child. I'm in office now, sipping hot water and checking my email, my Twitter and Facebook feed. Sometimes there are "projects", people I'm curiously stalking because I like to know everyone's story. Ironic, then, that I'm so cagey about my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4336853214166412307?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4336853214166412307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4336853214166412307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4336853214166412307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4336853214166412307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2011/01/nine-am.html' title='Nine A.M.'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-5908114021957434325</id><published>2010-12-01T18:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:42:46.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Rain + Rain-girl in NTU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeh kis kavi ki kalpana ka chamatkaar hai?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ans: Waltzing Mariner.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TPhY8y6D2hI/AAAAAAAALCM/QWG2L756YUM/s1600/IMG_3002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TPhY8y6D2hI/AAAAAAAALCM/QWG2L756YUM/s320/IMG_3002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-5908114021957434325?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5908114021957434325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=5908114021957434325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/5908114021957434325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/5908114021957434325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/12/rain-rain-girl-in-ntu.html' title='Rain + Rain-girl in NTU'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TPhY8y6D2hI/AAAAAAAALCM/QWG2L756YUM/s72-c/IMG_3002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6270514560900452244</id><published>2010-11-25T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:59:20.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cryptic'/><title type='text'>Heart-to-Heart</title><content type='html'>Today Dr. Yes and I sat facing each other in his office. He unwrapped a chocolate bar he'd bought in France and we nibbled at it as we talked about our experiences in Taipei. It was so cosy and friendly! I am afraid that I am getting to be &lt;i&gt;friends &lt;/i&gt;with him :O And if that happens, how am I going to stay dedicated and motivated? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a significant meeting because he talked about his research, without being taciturn or changing the topic. It was in the middle of a discussion in which he expressed his wish to have to "develop a theory" about summarization. He said it has to go "beyond resources", that it has to provide an answer rather than apply a solution. That was all a bit much to take, and he proceeded to get a little carried away and talk about life, the universe and everything. I think it came out of the sugar rush which the chocolate probably gave him :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seized the opportunity to ask, "If you don't mind my asking", and he nodded and smiled, "what was &lt;i&gt;your &lt;/i&gt;grand theory of everything?" His eyelids dropped and he began playing with the paper in front of him; clearing his throat, he proceeded to talk about his PhD research question."I hypothesized that &lt;i&gt;relations &lt;/i&gt;can help in better information retrieval rather than term-based retrieval. I spent most of my time analyzing the linguistics of the different relations that occur between concepts, and concluded that, &lt;i&gt;in life&lt;/i&gt;, the most important relationships are the cause-and-effect relationships...But," he gave a short laugh, "..I failed! In the sense that, the results showed a slight but not entirely significant improvement in the retrieval. In fact, in retrospect I think I should've heeded the advice of one of my examiners; she said I should look for an &lt;i&gt;application &lt;/i&gt;for the cause-effect relations. But, I took a shortcut and used an existing collection of queries to run my tests." Another short laugh and a shrug. "You know, since then no one has been able to demonstrate this, and most of the researchers who tried have since drifted into question answering...I think now that perhaps I should have tested my hypotheses in the &lt;i&gt;medical &lt;/i&gt;domain..." he drifted off. A moment later, "..And this is why I'm going to give up my position as Head of Division. I'd like to spend more time doing the fun stuff, like research. Maybe give you more time, though I don't know if you'd be happy with that! And I think use my medical ontologies to investigate those relationships again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, prof, I know you are very interested in researching relationships, including the ones I have with other international students!" (a jibe at the numerous times he has tried to hook me up with one of his Indian students -- "&lt;i&gt;...well, he's a nice guy..!"&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Yes blushed and fidgeted, "Haha, yes, relationships of all kinds!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks ji, this has been quite inspiring..." after a little small-talk, I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure that someday soon, I'll make that one decision which I will hold responsible for shaping my academic/industrial career. I hope I'll forgive myself for it, and I'll turn to this conversation for solace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6270514560900452244?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6270514560900452244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6270514560900452244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6270514560900452244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6270514560900452244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/11/heart-to-heart.html' title='Heart-to-Heart'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2310854408139459328</id><published>2010-11-18T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T20:32:33.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Top Things in Taiwan (Mostly Food)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TOVc3Ji-LHI/AAAAAAAAK_8/PnF6KXASYIs/s1600/taiwan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TOVc3Ji-LHI/AAAAAAAAK_8/PnF6KXASYIs/s320/taiwan.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The bread, the mango beer, the crepes, the plum juice (NOT!), the "gourmet jelly beans" (hehe, seriously), the caterpillars (not for eating), the awesome-smelling flowers and barrels, the starbucks in drizzly weather, the butterflies and the boar who met the eiffel tower (not kidding)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, the super-nice people. They're not gregarious like the Australians, but they are extremely hospitable. I felt quite looked-after because they keep tapping me on the shoulder and reminding me about something which I've almost left behind. I will not go into the details because they are, frankly, embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The language barrier &lt;i&gt;did &lt;/i&gt;unnerve me last night when I was detained at the train station. But crocodile tears can get a girl anywhere. No, really, I was seriously homesick. The only person who spoke English was some railway authority over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;But, then they redeem themselves with their wholesome cuteness -- how can I not mention the CARTOON who was buying a train ticket adjacent to me, yesterday? So there was this guy who would abruptly start making faces at the vending machine he was using to buy a ticket. He'd make his selection on the screen, then pull a face, thumb his ears, stick his tongue out. Then he'd continue with his purchase and pull a few more faces while the next screen loaded. This went on for a good five minutes; I was so distracted that I forgot about my own ticket and just stood there gaping :D I finally figured out that he was putting up a show for the little camera lens mounted above the touchscreen :D When he saw me giggling, he abruptly straightened up and nodded hello. It was like watching Mr. Bean in action yaar :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, time for food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2310854408139459328?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2310854408139459328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2310854408139459328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2310854408139459328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2310854408139459328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/11/top-things-in-taiwan-mostly-food.html' title='Top Things in Taiwan (Mostly Food)'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TOVc3Ji-LHI/AAAAAAAAK_8/PnF6KXASYIs/s72-c/taiwan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3353719412382044517</id><published>2010-11-15T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:16:09.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Possible Panic</title><content type='html'>Data I might have lost, on the pen drive I might have lost:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Confirmation study new corpus + list of samples&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Extended literature review of rhetorical structure -- still to be done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Literature review done for TA work -- still to be sent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meta-analysis spreadsheet&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(luckily the meta-analysis itself was all handwritten)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grants/apps/papers/posters final version. Collect whatever you can from sent email.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continue list whenever something strikes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Note of pending deadlines - 17 Dec for ACL HLT, March 2011 for ALIEP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3353719412382044517?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3353719412382044517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3353719412382044517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3353719412382044517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3353719412382044517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/11/possible-panic.html' title='Possible Panic'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-5487389970057284915</id><published>2010-11-12T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T16:07:31.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encounter'/><title type='text'>My  First Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TN3WDqElMDI/AAAAAAAAK_0/C8UhsK_N6Es/s1600/Capture.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TN3WDqElMDI/AAAAAAAAK_0/C8UhsK_N6Es/s320/Capture.JPG" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first time I have actually "bought" music, this is not counting the audio cassettes purchased from MusicWorld or Planet M. I think I can safely say that it's been atleast ten years since my last legal purchase, and I'm happy to do this today as a &lt;b&gt;symbolic&lt;/b&gt; gesture of my solidarity for the music industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, please note the emphasis on the word "symbolic". I don't intend to change my thieving ways just yet :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-5487389970057284915?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5487389970057284915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=5487389970057284915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/5487389970057284915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/5487389970057284915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-first-time.html' title='My  First Time'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TN3WDqElMDI/AAAAAAAAK_0/C8UhsK_N6Es/s72-c/Capture.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6624333928728295721</id><published>2010-11-11T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:33:38.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>The First Bud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNwnCQFDsyI/AAAAAAAAK_o/-qZlUpDzBdw/s1600/IMG_2194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNwnCQFDsyI/AAAAAAAAK_o/-qZlUpDzBdw/s320/IMG_2194.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ma said I have green fingers. But I was crushed when the chrysanthemum plant which I had been lovingly nurturing for the first six months of the year, succumbed to a mysterious alien invasion. They sent their missives in hard black shells which I couldn't tear down without hurting my plant, and my poor plant couldn't fight off alone. It never even bore flowers but it struggled until the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a fulsome, lessoned year for me; frankly I don't know where it went, and now we're already halfway through November! And the first bud on a plant I was "babysitting" for Jui-Pushkar came out, and I felt like a proud parent whose efforts had borne fruit. I'm sure the plant would be pissed at me for taking the credit for &lt;i&gt;its &lt;/i&gt;hard work, but that feeling is shared by every successful examination aspirant when their parents get a little too cocky about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me not digress -- it's an important day because an orchid plant flowered under my tender loving care. It is also an important day because I figured out some important things about forgiveness and closure (while helping someone else figure them out) and because the security guard and I made a pact of friendship. Now I will sleep, because tomorrow will not be a significant day unless I finish an important piece of work by 11am. Then I'll have &lt;i&gt;two &lt;/i&gt;things to check off my list :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6624333928728295721?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6624333928728295721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6624333928728295721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6624333928728295721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6624333928728295721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-bud.html' title='The First Bud'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNwnCQFDsyI/AAAAAAAAK_o/-qZlUpDzBdw/s72-c/IMG_2194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1811343118334672733</id><published>2010-11-10T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:13:24.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>My Taipei List :P</title><content type='html'>Yes yes, it's that awesome time again when I make a list for impending travel/conference! Whoopeedooo!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, serious now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNzECPkxR7I/AAAAAAAAK_s/lg-2KAn5LKk/s1600/IMG_2189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNzECPkxR7I/AAAAAAAAK_s/lg-2KAn5LKk/s200/IMG_2189.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNzEDS-urEI/AAAAAAAAK_w/kMCxzW-_o74/s1600/IMG_2191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNzEDS-urEI/AAAAAAAAK_w/kMCxzW-_o74/s200/IMG_2191.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things to do:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buy shoes, cream/brown-coloured. TODAY. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Buy formal tops to go with brown and black trousers. TODAY. (Naah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Make/&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;print poster&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Find out related formalities.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Withdraw money. TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Submit leave application, high time now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;b&gt;Submit grant application, high time now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;Buy travel insurance.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Print handouts for Consortium/Poster presentation. TOMORROW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Print addresses/contact numbers. TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Web checkin. TOMORROW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recharge phone. TODAY. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travel adapter - since I don't have one anymore, I will just worry about it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recharge camera. NOW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buy 1 or 2 sweaters. TODAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1811343118334672733?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1811343118334672733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1811343118334672733' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1811343118334672733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1811343118334672733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-taipei-list-p.html' title='My Taipei List :P'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNzECPkxR7I/AAAAAAAAK_s/lg-2KAn5LKk/s72-c/IMG_2189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4221923163079632522</id><published>2010-11-09T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T21:59:54.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jitters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>Cool stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cool Stuff which is gonna happen on Sunday :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://travellingbazaar.com/images/Taipei/228_peace_park_taipei.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://travellingbazaar.com/images/Taipei/228_peace_park_taipei.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cool Stuff which is gonna happen in two weeks' time :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNo0HRtSBdI/AAAAAAAAK_k/LycGCQ-KZtA/s1600/visa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNo0HRtSBdI/AAAAAAAAK_k/LycGCQ-KZtA/s400/visa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4221923163079632522?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4221923163079632522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4221923163079632522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4221923163079632522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4221923163079632522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/11/cool-stuff.html' title='Cool stuff'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TNo0HRtSBdI/AAAAAAAAK_k/LycGCQ-KZtA/s72-c/visa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4044007383358765699</id><published>2010-11-04T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T19:44:33.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Diwali shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Pics in 5...4...3...2...1... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YhQFBbdhsSPvBIdmgxeNzA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qNBQWXzRR7s/TNNuSF7Sw-I/AAAAAAAACRA/3OfijB9NaEo/s400/diwali.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kokil.jaidka/DropBox?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Drop Box&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4044007383358765699?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4044007383358765699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4044007383358765699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4044007383358765699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4044007383358765699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/11/diwali-shopping.html' title='Diwali shopping!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_qNBQWXzRR7s/TNNuSF7Sw-I/AAAAAAAACRA/3OfijB9NaEo/s72-c/diwali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1132620902326504490</id><published>2010-10-31T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T18:03:31.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays'/><title type='text'>Dragonboat Race in the Singapore River</title><content type='html'>It's not my fault ji that my ghar ka internet is fuckall.&lt;br /&gt;Will post picture later. There was a drummer on every dragonboat... setting the cadence for the rowers. There was a man standing behind them, yelling, pushing them onward. &amp;nbsp;There were skyscrapers towering over them and the murky green river, so still and unyielding. And all they had were their two arms and all they heard was the drumbeat and all they saw was the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TM9jTJW2THI/AAAAAAAAK-w/5nYQfTvhW10/s1600/Image0666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TM9jTJW2THI/AAAAAAAAK-w/5nYQfTvhW10/s320/Image0666.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty awesome! And because it wasn't a commercial event (surprising, considering even light fixtures make up "free exhibits" here), the atmosphere was not as gaudy as it usually is. People sat on the steps leading to the river or in the sheltered area; some tourists and journalists set up their tripods at the finish line. The rowers waiting to compete were sprawled out in the large open area under the raffles building, or sitting motionless with their eyes tightly shut under the aegis of their coach, listening to a stirring speech about the competition ahead. They all stuck together, their sports gear and upbeat spirit so incongruous against the sedate backdrop of the Central Business District. But when a race began, all conversations were left midway and all eyes were on the river.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1132620902326504490?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1132620902326504490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1132620902326504490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1132620902326504490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1132620902326504490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/dragonboat-race-in-singapore-river.html' title='Dragonboat Race in the Singapore River'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TM9jTJW2THI/AAAAAAAAK-w/5nYQfTvhW10/s72-c/Image0666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2414108771354056297</id><published>2010-10-27T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:17:55.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>Moment of Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;And when you're &lt;i&gt;very, very &lt;/i&gt;broke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Ms. Chew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;With regard to the attached email, could you please tell me when my stipend will be released to me? I need to know this urgently in order to make some financial decisions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kokil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;Then you fwd this to your prof with a note...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Also, my stipend has not yet been released to me, though I hope they plan to do so within the next week...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;If there’s any way you can help to speed up the process, please do! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2414108771354056297?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2414108771354056297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2414108771354056297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2414108771354056297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2414108771354056297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/moment-of-truth.html' title='Moment of Truth'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1047083209402036263</id><published>2010-10-25T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:49:23.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Dr. Yes is the Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angry email I shot off to IT Helpdesk today -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Could someone please help me to install GATE software for text-mining and Visio software for designing a poster, on my office computer at #05-12?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It has been more than ten days since I first emailed you guys and I’m yet to get even a reply!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoping things will be different this time around.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kokil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CC: Dr. Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ******************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indignant vote of support from Dr. Yes -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hi guys,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Research students should just be granted admin privileges on their PC – so that they can explore various kinds of software.  If their PCs get messed up, than it’s their watch out. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The cautious policy is not appropriate for a world class school. Research students should be encouraged to experiment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best wishes,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dr. Yes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ******************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And this is why I am the luckiest girl in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Having an awesome boyfriend, helps a little too :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Shut up you pervs, Dr. Yes is &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; my boyfriend!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Update - here is what the f@$kers replied -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hi,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We’ll come to your office in the afternoon. Kindly book an appointment next time. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regards,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shi Kuan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;..And here is what I said -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks, I’d emailed to ask for an appointment on 15th October. Like I said, I didn’t get a reply.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmpf, as I wait for them to turn up...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1047083209402036263?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1047083209402036263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1047083209402036263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1047083209402036263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1047083209402036263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/dr-yes-is-best.html' title='Dr. Yes is the Best'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-5819009476404142997</id><published>2010-10-25T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:16:49.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Backlog</title><content type='html'>This post will have enough dope to make up for the three overdue ones, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will talk about&lt;br /&gt;- The bachelorette party&lt;br /&gt;- The manaoing meetup last night&lt;br /&gt;- I also have to put up my "green" collage here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TMcbA8wPVuI/AAAAAAAAK-E/WovyCAHjln0/s1600/green.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TMcbA8wPVuI/AAAAAAAAK-E/WovyCAHjln0/s320/green.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-5819009476404142997?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5819009476404142997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=5819009476404142997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/5819009476404142997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/5819009476404142997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/backlog.html' title='Backlog'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TMcbA8wPVuI/AAAAAAAAK-E/WovyCAHjln0/s72-c/green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6913407421207359072</id><published>2010-10-20T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T19:43:47.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Things to Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm running low on inspiration (as always)and trying to get back into the groove of work. Even after I've run out of things to do on any given day, there are still some waking hours left over which I'm reluctant to waste in &lt;i&gt;getting a life &lt;/i&gt;because I'm not sure if I've achieved enough..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are the things I'm trying to get done this week, although I find that with a two-years' experience in managing &amp;nbsp;deadlines in the nick of time, I have managed to finish a large chunk of most of these things without breaking into a sweat. Clearly, I need more things on my plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, and here's a totally inappropriate picture as a trailer to the Ladies' Night bachelorette party we might have tonight for the ex-roommate-- &lt;b&gt;yay, hoots, whistles!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tries very hard to seem enthusiastic* *fails miserably and crawls to bed to sleep some more*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TL5UF0d4mPI/AAAAAAAAK9Y/fxOjWikpMOg/s1600/july+2010+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TL5UF0d4mPI/AAAAAAAAK9Y/fxOjWikpMOg/s320/july+2010+032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write an application for a 3k research grant.&lt;/b&gt; I am obviously not as worried about this as I should be. However, this is the only way I can afford the kind of evaluation and reliability test which my content analysis demands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make a poster for that symposium in November.&lt;/b&gt; But again, there's still time for that, and I don't want to spend the next few weeks working on something so un-recyclable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Begin to read the ocean of pdfs of linguistics research&lt;/b&gt;, in my folder called "TODO URGENT T-T LR". That promises to be such a bumpy, never-ending dodo-hunt that I'm unwilling to get into it while I can still feel productive doing other things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write the two full conference papers which are due in November and March.&lt;/b&gt; Again, that is &lt;i&gt;so &lt;/i&gt;far away that it doesn't even scare me yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worry about the Dec 17 deadline.&lt;/b&gt; There is this awesome conference which has a deadline for Dec 17. I'm going to try to come up with results worth submitting by then. However, the prospects look bleak. I'm toying with the idea of &lt;i&gt;cheating, &lt;/i&gt;and submitting one of the other conference papers there..if I make it, I can withdraw them from the other (smaller) conference later, right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worry about the homework in H6677.&lt;/b&gt; Dr. Yes told me in no uncertain words that I would be auditing his H6677 Information Mining &amp;amp; Data Analysis class this semester. I'm happy to be learning so much, but boy, does that man give a lot of homework or what?! A very interesting assignment due in two weeks requires us to come up with a prediction model to find probable buyers for caravan insurance in the US. I am sure Dr. Yes would love to have Rodi in his class, but Rodi should mind that Dr. Yes is not very good with inquisitive counter-questioners.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Content analysis of meta- elements,&lt;/b&gt; this time it's a more specific, goal-oriented one as compared to the floundering, stumbling affair of Dec. 2008.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Build a larger data-set,&lt;/b&gt; a mind-numbing task that involves downloading and saving pdfs according to a random number generator, and assigning each of them with an encoded name denoting its journal, volume and issue number. Oh, joy...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for being a bore. If only I were a part of a bigger team...! I probably wouldn't have to forage for inspiration, or deliberately build a pile of responsibilities to scare myself with!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6913407421207359072?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6913407421207359072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6913407421207359072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6913407421207359072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6913407421207359072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-to-do.html' title='Things to Do'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TL5UF0d4mPI/AAAAAAAAK9Y/fxOjWikpMOg/s72-c/july+2010+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2011375120150119089</id><published>2010-10-18T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:50:18.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>Let's Celebrate Inappropriately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLvrhkIgjTI/AAAAAAAAK9I/jbkKYE4Lyek/s1600/Canon+June+2010+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLvrhkIgjTI/AAAAAAAAK9I/jbkKYE4Lyek/s320/Canon+June+2010+036.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dr. Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prof, he is so awesome&lt;br /&gt;My prof, he is so sweet&lt;br /&gt;He nags me everyday&lt;br /&gt;But dinner's always his treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows when I've been shirking&lt;br /&gt;He shakes his head and says&lt;br /&gt;See, Kikkil, this is what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of your wishy-washy ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He plays the violin&lt;br /&gt;and loves a mooncake or two&lt;br /&gt;Has a sarcastic sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;and a fear of the flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is his birthday&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you, Prof&lt;br /&gt;I hope you let me finish my degree&lt;br /&gt;And leave you soon enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2011375120150119089?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2011375120150119089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2011375120150119089' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2011375120150119089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2011375120150119089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/lets-celebrate-inappropriately.html' title='Let&apos;s Celebrate Inappropriately'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLvrhkIgjTI/AAAAAAAAK9I/jbkKYE4Lyek/s72-c/Canon+June+2010+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8390116756536236161</id><published>2010-10-15T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T03:36:19.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays'/><title type='text'>One Fine Sunday</title><content type='html'>I rarely play host, and when I do, I make sure it's a perfect occasion. So I do things very correctly, pour out coke for my friends and ask them if they're comfortable and pick the cracked glass and plate to eat from, so that they can use the nice cutlery :P Needless to say, this rigmarole gets on their nerves. But what to do? Ma brought me up so, and this is the only correct way I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, flashback to Vishal's only luncheon with my folks (one week before Sis got married), when I was serving him food and getting him a glass of water on a tray :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so here's what the spread was like -&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLkh-Vx6TlI/AAAAAAAAK8c/EnkMxsQENuM/s1600/sunday+lunch+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLkh-Vx6TlI/AAAAAAAAK8c/EnkMxsQENuM/s320/sunday+lunch+010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was chicken curry, &lt;i&gt;pata-gobi ki sabzi&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;aalu-matar ki sabzi&lt;/i&gt; (with some sad-looking dhaniya sprinkled over it), and two desserts. That lovely brown heap is &lt;i&gt;malpuye&lt;/i&gt;. And that beautiful rangoli of strawberries and kiwis adorns.. the custard :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everything was quite as delicious as it looks. The custard was a tad too sweet though; in fact, it was made up of a whole can of condensed milk and was nearly solid in its consistency :P Since I didn't prepare it (or the malpuye, obviously) I don't mind, but I &lt;i&gt;am &lt;/i&gt;proud of my first time ever making chicken curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sweet afternoon, Pushkar entertained with his flute and Sebanti, not to be left behind, showed off her pipes as well. By the way, here's a picture of the Sebanti you've heard so much about! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLkkUfX5EXI/AAAAAAAAK8g/VmI2y8bYzSs/s1600/sunday+lunch+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLkkUfX5EXI/AAAAAAAAK8g/VmI2y8bYzSs/s320/sunday+lunch+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chalo going off for lunch now. And, Suchi just sent me a picture that made me gape :D so must find out more...toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8390116756536236161?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8390116756536236161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8390116756536236161' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8390116756536236161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8390116756536236161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-fine-sunday.html' title='One Fine Sunday'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLkh-Vx6TlI/AAAAAAAAK8c/EnkMxsQENuM/s72-c/sunday+lunch+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6870701334753301275</id><published>2010-10-13T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T04:25:48.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>Teaching myself Java</title><content type='html'>After a month of struggling, I have successfully removed and added back XML tags to parsed (technally, still to-be-parsed) sentences.&lt;br /&gt;And yes I know it sounds horribly tuchhu compared to the stuff everyone is doing :-s&lt;br /&gt;But aage aage jab complicated hoga tab I will look at this post, take heart and keep going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a day to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLWU4GCfFnI/AAAAAAAAK8Q/Dl7846nwo1g/s1600/yay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLWU4GCfFnI/AAAAAAAAK8Q/Dl7846nwo1g/s320/yay.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe, is it ironic that the sentence I chose to work on is so very positive too?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. - Hug to the parallel-lifer who is yet to get there!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6870701334753301275?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6870701334753301275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6870701334753301275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6870701334753301275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6870701334753301275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/teaching-myself-java.html' title='Teaching myself Java'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLWU4GCfFnI/AAAAAAAAK8Q/Dl7846nwo1g/s72-c/yay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-547809455633747880</id><published>2010-10-11T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T08:26:20.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Flashback : October 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Strkh1cfF2I/AAAAAAAAGRI/QbczSKSyxoI/s1600-h/random.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393874773662963554" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Strkh1cfF2I/AAAAAAAAGRI/QbczSKSyxoI/s400/random.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I often daydreamed in the doorway&lt;br /&gt;And I wore my pink skirt everywhere&lt;br /&gt;The sky was fluffy, and I spied lesbians&lt;br /&gt;And tried very hard not to stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore high heels to a NLB fair &lt;br /&gt;And met the dentist regularly&lt;br /&gt;Clicked pictures of cute cars and modern art&lt;br /&gt;And watched my first movie alone on Diwali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-547809455633747880?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/547809455633747880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=547809455633747880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/547809455633747880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/547809455633747880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/flashback-october-november-2009.html' title='Flashback : October 2009'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Strkh1cfF2I/AAAAAAAAGRI/QbczSKSyxoI/s72-c/random.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3025683787017655602</id><published>2010-10-09T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T18:10:52.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Theme - Sailing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Top things you can think of when I talk of sailing - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLEwErqStsI/AAAAAAAAK74/vMauF8rXd00/s1600/Desktop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="350" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLEwErqStsI/AAAAAAAAK74/vMauF8rXd00/s1600/Desktop.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Pirates of the Caribbean! All three movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enya's "Sail away, Sail away, Sail away". Nice song&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Captain Hook in Peter Pan's Adventures in Neverland&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sindbad the Sailor - The wonderful web of stories in Arabian Nights, I still daydream about them sometimes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chalie St. Cloud, a silly movie with one decent line - "There's no such&amp;nbsp;thing as a lost cause".&amp;nbsp;And other redeeming factors ;p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're really imaginative, you can stretch your list to U2's "Message in a Bottle" :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Old Man and the Sea, by Ernest Heminway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haha! The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by S.T. Coleridge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My pirate poem! Wonder where that is! :O&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The half-finished, never-photographed, most-awesome Ship I once got as a birthday present!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Raffles Marina, where incidentally I ate lunch a couple of days ago&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For some reason, also of the&amp;nbsp;t-shirts my Mausa always got us from Mauritius..of deep blue and aquamarine colours with piscine patterns on the front&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay, also of the whale-watching experience in Australia, and the memories of seasickness :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I'm beginning to drift into personal memories, but that wasn't the idea of this list. So I'll stop!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But can you add to this list?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3025683787017655602?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3025683787017655602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3025683787017655602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3025683787017655602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3025683787017655602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/theme-sailing.html' title='Theme - Sailing'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TLEwErqStsI/AAAAAAAAK74/vMauF8rXd00/s72-c/Desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7449462051743607427</id><published>2010-10-07T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T20:28:44.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>I got my Report Card today!</title><content type='html'>Didn't understand much except the last line...but I'll puzzle it out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pops the champagne bottle open!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TK6PvWD878I/AAAAAAAAK7I/0_BnT7hWKms/s1600/reportcard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TK6PvWD878I/AAAAAAAAK7I/0_BnT7hWKms/s320/reportcard.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7449462051743607427?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7449462051743607427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7449462051743607427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7449462051743607427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7449462051743607427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-got-my-report-card-today.html' title='I got my Report Card today!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TK6PvWD878I/AAAAAAAAK7I/0_BnT7hWKms/s72-c/reportcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8828590595594377252</id><published>2010-10-05T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T22:32:15.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Stale News. But Good News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Achha, &lt;a href="http://www.springerlink.com/content/g9v47q588633r43m/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is probably relevant to this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. There will be more next year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKswokkD7KI/AAAAAAAAK60/_bj8pGmGw8E/s1600/stalenews.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKswokkD7KI/AAAAAAAAK60/_bj8pGmGw8E/s320/stalenews.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8828590595594377252?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8828590595594377252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8828590595594377252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8828590595594377252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8828590595594377252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/stale-news-but-good-news.html' title='Stale News. But Good News!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKswokkD7KI/AAAAAAAAK60/_bj8pGmGw8E/s72-c/stalenews.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-9049771602300140156</id><published>2010-10-04T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T19:08:26.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>Singapore Sauntering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKqGrKHt2KI/AAAAAAAAK6k/zNy6WGitHCM/s1600/july+2010+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKqGrKHt2KI/AAAAAAAAK6k/zNy6WGitHCM/s320/july+2010+042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi hello!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the hiatus. I've been busy making up new blogposts in my head, but the awful internet connection at home supplies me with the excuse I need to put it off to another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this post I'd like to talk about where I like to take my friends when they visit Singapore. So far, I've had the pleasure of hosting two or three friends from PEC - this picture was taken with my speshaaal fraand :D&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this post is also a teaser for certain people in my readership who will soon alight on Singapore's shores :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see in the picture is a bay at the mouth of the Singapore river. On the left is the Merlion, a symbol of modern Singapore, which the government thought up because the tourism industry needed to represent "culture"! The building right behind it is the tallest building on the island, and its top floor slants at a small angle downward so that one can truly enjoy the city lights from up there. The spiky round building in the center right is the Esplanade, the equivalent of the Opera House in Sydney. I will take you guys there to buy chocolate marshmallows. The purple thing on its right is an open air theatre by the bay where we will eat our chocolate marshmallows and maybe our dinner too at the Thai Express behind it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-9049771602300140156?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/9049771602300140156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=9049771602300140156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/9049771602300140156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/9049771602300140156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/singapore-sauntering.html' title='Singapore Sauntering'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKqGrKHt2KI/AAAAAAAAK6k/zNy6WGitHCM/s72-c/july+2010+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3853303405865145409</id><published>2010-09-30T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:04:28.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>The Best Main Course &amp; Desserts this Week!</title><content type='html'>Today I'm hosting the award ceremony for the prestigious titles of the Best Main Course and Best Dessert of the week, and let me tell you that the competition was pretty intense. After a lot of squabbling amongst taste buds, the decision was finally made in the dead of the night, although there were some significant changes in ranking made even in the progress of this presentation! The winners can be glorified, but the runners-up are worthy of no lesser honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we introduce the runners-up and winner for the best main course this week. The surprise winner may have come from the emotional bias of our worthy judge; nevertheless it's a praiseworthy concoction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner-up #2: The meal at Bollywood Veggies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My confirmation presentation (which I still haven't told Rodi about) ended on a pleasant note with a meal at a place called &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bollywood Veggies. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;There was nothing Bollywood about the place or veggies; apparently its claim to fame is its colourful owner, a part-Punjabi, part-Chinese woman called Ivy Singh Lim. And like all good Punjabis, she's made sure that she's famous for her loudness, her braggadocio, her refusal to pay taxes and wilfulness to get into trouble. In stage whispers, Singaporeans tell each other of the &lt;i&gt;knife &lt;/i&gt;she carries on her person! Still, it was cool to eat at a bistro called &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Poison Ivy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;in the middle of a big green farm in citified Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mild food low on salt and chilli, suitable for the Singaporean pallette. They served us &lt;i&gt;pakoras &lt;/i&gt;too&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;though, and I was delighted :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVonw9OMtI/AAAAAAAAK5o/OcsDyZfOd1U/s1600/Pictures3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVonw9OMtI/AAAAAAAAK5o/OcsDyZfOd1U/s320/Pictures3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner-up #1: Sakae Sushi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salmon-don, Black pepper chicken-don, Lychee juice and two PhD students, one distraught and overworked, and the other listening sympahetically. I will be interesting in knowing which one you thought I was, and which one of the two dishes you thought I ate :P&lt;br /&gt;Totally delicious meal. I wish I'd had more of an appetite for it though; it wasn't really my dinnertime, being 6pm and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVt9HtUeqI/AAAAAAAAK58/SWNvJ2pPPzU/s1600/Pictures4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVt9HtUeqI/AAAAAAAAK58/SWNvJ2pPPzU/s320/Pictures4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Winner, winner, winner!! &lt;br /&gt;Kokil's mixed vegetable gravy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about homecooked food is, the portions are never too small and it's always waiting for you in the fridge after a hard day at work. Kokil's preparation is easily the healthiest meal of the lot. It comprises sautéd carrots, potatoes and peas in a smooth fluffy tomato-coriander gravy. The ginger paste had a strong twang of chilli too which softened the aftertaste to a gentle tingling. Makes you come back for seconds even when you don't quite know what you like about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hehe, wrong picture, because the leftovers didn't look aesthetically pleasing ;) anyway, that &lt;b&gt;is &lt;/b&gt;what I looked like when I was gorging on it!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVuzQ5V6MI/AAAAAAAAK6E/3TiO6EHtJ90/s1600/child-yogurt-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVuzQ5V6MI/AAAAAAAAK6E/3TiO6EHtJ90/s320/child-yogurt-lg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, our favourite part of a meal...the runners-up and winner for the Best Dessert of the week! Although I'd like to persuade everyone that there is no &lt;i&gt;one &lt;/i&gt;best dessert, and they should try all of these when they visit me in December, &lt;i&gt;ahem. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;:-)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner-up #2: J-Co's Donuts!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the Woodlands checkpoint is the Malaysian city called Johor Bahru. You can cross the road on the Malaysian side of the checkpoint and find yourself in a mall called City Square, which is ever-so-spacious and ever-so-sparsely populated compared to Singaporean malls which crawl with people on all days of the week. Although Singapore has its own outlets of J-Co's, these ones tasted better because they were &lt;i&gt;foreign, &lt;/i&gt;because of the &lt;i&gt;company of friends &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;because we were &lt;i&gt;hungry. &lt;/i&gt;But you know what, had none of those reasons held true, they would've still been awesomely delectable. Reminded me of a silly plan that I must follow through with this month :D&lt;br /&gt;Here's the picture. See for yourself! And before scrolling, imagine what could've happened to displace &lt;i&gt;these beauties &lt;/i&gt;to runner-up position! :P&amp;nbsp;(&lt;i&gt;You may be interested in knowing that the little chocolate balls adorning the top right donut were &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;crunchy.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVulHwaZ7I/AAAAAAAAK6A/H3XpoPZ3jKc/s1600/IMG_1971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVulHwaZ7I/AAAAAAAAK6A/H3XpoPZ3jKc/s320/IMG_1971.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner-up#1: Warmed Chocolate-banana Cake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem unthinkable that two pieces of cake displaced six scrumptious donuts to the second runner-up position. But I'll argue that the cake was warmed up so that steam wafted upward from it, and when I cut into it with my fork, the cake was so soft that it repeatedly&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;slipped &lt;/i&gt;off the fork!&lt;br /&gt;This was our dessert at the afore-mentioned &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bollywood Veggies. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It may not look as tantalizing as the donuts but I hope I've made it sound as mouth-watering as it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVxUqYjelI/AAAAAAAAK6I/-ngFY2jscEc/s1600/Image0531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVxUqYjelI/AAAAAAAAK6I/-ngFY2jscEc/s320/Image0531.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Winner, winner, winner!! &lt;br /&gt;NASA's Space Cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm awesome and I have quirky friends, my birthday gift from a confused IIT-MIT grad called Manju this year was, believe it or not, space-food :D&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry and it was my midnight snack last night :P Made me feel super-awesome!&lt;br /&gt;It's described &lt;a href="http://www.pinkcatshop.com/products/girls-pamper/kit035-nasa-space-food---cookies-and-cream.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Only the best for astronauts. Originally developed by NASA for the Apollo Missions this "space treat" is frozen to -40°F then vacuum dried and placed in a special polyfoil pouch. Freeze-dried foods are used by astronauts eating under weightless conditions in space. Wow!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.esellerpro.com/2243/I/117/48/medscalenasa-space-food-%20ice-cream-saucer%20(1).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://images.esellerpro.com/2243/I/117/48/medscalenasa-space-food-%20ice-cream-saucer%20(1).JPG" width="183" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.esellerpro.com/2243/I/117/48/medscalenasa-space-food-%20ice-cream-saucer%20(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://images.esellerpro.com/2243/I/117/48/medscalenasa-space-food-%20ice-cream-saucer%20(2).JPG" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.esellerpro.com/2243/I/117/48/medscalenasa-space-food-%20ice-cream-saucer%20(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;What a tiring and titillating post yaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3853303405865145409?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3853303405865145409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3853303405865145409' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3853303405865145409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3853303405865145409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/09/best-main-course-desserts-this-week.html' title='The Best Main Course &amp; Desserts this Week!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKVonw9OMtI/AAAAAAAAK5o/OcsDyZfOd1U/s72-c/Pictures3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7314860570957265226</id><published>2010-09-29T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:31:39.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>New Old Friend</title><content type='html'>Since Adrian left, my office space has not been the same. There are no lunches to look forward to, nor weekend escapades to plan. There's no one to laugh at on Thursdays and no one educates me about classical music anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the course of all those lunches and fitness classes and Fundamentals of IS lectures, I made friends in his supervisor. Here's a picture of the funniest ever afternoon when my Canadian pal was so disgruntled at this upstart American. Did you people know how much Canadians and Americans &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; each other? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKQEj_1VFEI/AAAAAAAAK5E/2tnSC4jlc3w/s1600/haha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKQEj_1VFEI/AAAAAAAAK5E/2tnSC4jlc3w/s320/haha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for lunch to the canteen and maybe a philosophical discussion on subliminal messages in children's cartoons, more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7314860570957265226?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7314860570957265226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7314860570957265226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7314860570957265226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7314860570957265226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-old-friend.html' title='New Old Friend'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TKQEj_1VFEI/AAAAAAAAK5E/2tnSC4jlc3w/s72-c/haha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2163362829594344354</id><published>2010-09-27T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:27:20.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>Whew</title><content type='html'>I feel so much better. Ever since I found out that my ex-roommate stalks me (!!) through my blogs, it's been difficult to pen down my feelings. Fortunately, she's a large-hearted girl, even luckier for me is that I'd never cribbed about her here. But now she enjoys quoting my blogposts to me in our evening meetups...I blush and try to change the topic. I lumped it for a while, I told myself that it would be okay :) But I think it's not working out so well. I've been uncomfortable, feeling quite like the drenched girl in a busload of business suits, with people coldly eyeing me up and down and pitying my lack of grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I was standing at a pizza counter impatiently waiting for my order, I felt my sweat glands activate with sheer irritation at the lady behind the counter, who in her High Shoddiness had somehow managed to forget that I'd ordered. I wanted to tell someone, but Twitter is superficial, and my blog now has stalkers who would only be too pleased to know of things I don't talk about when I meet them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure, pressure. I've tried to remember the non-threatening regulars and invite them to read. But again, there's no pressure, pressure. Maybe I like you best because you let me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite inspired by Suchreet's 1post1day challenge. Now in my secret, walled garden, I may just do that myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Most of you have asked me atleast once about whether my roommates are bloggers/facebookers. I guess karma had to catch up with me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2163362829594344354?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2163362829594344354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2163362829594344354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2163362829594344354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2163362829594344354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/09/whew.html' title='Whew'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8052471652661040957</id><published>2010-09-24T01:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T01:56:48.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Confirmed</title><content type='html'>Well, I passed...it was all very unchallenging and anti-climactic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8052471652661040957?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8052471652661040957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8052471652661040957' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8052471652661040957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8052471652661040957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/09/confirmed.html' title='Confirmed'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8222916440953299374</id><published>2010-09-20T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T23:59:52.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>What Supervisors Say and What Supervisors Mean</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As I keep telling you, Kikkil..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh you stupid, stupid child, are you keeping me away from my dinner for this?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"How is your mother?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have you complained to her recently?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We worry about it later, la"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've changed my mind and I don't want to send you to Romania for a conference.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Let's go for TEA."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm hungry and that was a shitty draft you sent me. I'll now proceed to feed you, fatten you up and then eat you for dessert.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Send me the first three chapters of your report tomorrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'd better stay up tonight, Bi#@%&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm just waiting for you to get there"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You silly child, why must you act so dim?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No, no, no, this is all wrong"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've changed my mind. I think what you suggested was better. But it's your fault you listened to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to add to the list! :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8222916440953299374?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8222916440953299374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8222916440953299374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8222916440953299374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8222916440953299374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-supervisors-say-and-what.html' title='What Supervisors Say and What Supervisors Mean'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2880092337297190494</id><published>2010-09-05T19:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:51:55.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>New Semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TIRXKKJtLjI/AAAAAAAAKSQ/74nu2tWcZsE/s1600/plan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TIRXKKJtLjI/AAAAAAAAKSQ/74nu2tWcZsE/s320/plan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uh..Hermione, can you lend me your Time-turner for this sem?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2880092337297190494?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2880092337297190494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2880092337297190494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2880092337297190494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2880092337297190494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-semester.html' title='New Semester'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TIRXKKJtLjI/AAAAAAAAKSQ/74nu2tWcZsE/s72-c/plan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4017627311137101261</id><published>2010-08-22T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:52:00.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>July-August : Swimming Against the Tide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't write about July-August because, frankly, I didn't have very nice things to say. July-August were to me like Delhi girls are: all decked-up on the good days but ugly as hell in the morning, without their make-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So there were the great days like the girlie weekend I had, replete with facepack, waxing, movie-watching, astrology and gossip. And then there were the ugly mornings when I'd have fever for weeks, or other body systems would threaten to fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were awesome days when the evenings were full of adventure and Singapore showed off its pretty nailpaint, with firework displays and air shows. But that doesn't rub away the horrifying memories of the directionless days when I thought my life was wasted in my little cell on level 5 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, though, I think I've finally learned how to breathe underwater. When I share the pictures, you'll see the decked up Delhi girl. I've chosen to deliberately turn my back on their bad days, virtually and literally too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because I must remember not to take Delhi girls too seriously. That's not what they're there for.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Disclaimer: I'm sorry if I offended Delhi girls (or their boyfriends :P) with this post. The context was very personal and maybe I was just talking about one Delhi girl! :P &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4017627311137101261?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4017627311137101261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4017627311137101261' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4017627311137101261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4017627311137101261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/08/july-august-swimming-against-tide.html' title='July-August : Swimming Against the Tide'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8814630101884764641</id><published>2010-07-11T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:00:19.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Jolly June :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TDqSmdeOnOI/AAAAAAAAKI4/X4oTBektr5s/s1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TDqSmdeOnOI/AAAAAAAAKI4/X4oTBektr5s/s400/mom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492863884975840482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8814630101884764641?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8814630101884764641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8814630101884764641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8814630101884764641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8814630101884764641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/06/jolly-ol-june.html' title='Jolly June :)'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TDqSmdeOnOI/AAAAAAAAKI4/X4oTBektr5s/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6953900148583863083</id><published>2010-07-06T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:47:18.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>See-saw</title><content type='html'>'Tis a PushmePullyou life. My Pittsburgh paper was just rejected.&lt;div&gt;So now I don't get to visit D. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;But, like my profs are about to tell me, I now get to write it up as a journal paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bah &lt;/i&gt;to snooty American Society who has rejected my paper for the second year straight, because of insufficient literature review. Ironic, considering I am analyzing&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;their &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;literature reviews. Their asses are already pwned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6953900148583863083?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6953900148583863083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6953900148583863083' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6953900148583863083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6953900148583863083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/07/see-saw.html' title='See-saw'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3918565337675911346</id><published>2010-07-05T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:10:45.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>Nitpicking</title><content type='html'>I'm reading a paper which attempts to solve the same problem I'm grappling with, but takes shortcuts in everything from the content analysis to the final generation. Before I consider any kind of future collaboration with them (which they have &lt;i&gt;invited&lt;/i&gt;) I need to weigh the pros and cons of such a liaison.&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity&lt;/b&gt;: The intended output&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference&lt;/b&gt;: The style of generating the output. Do &lt;b&gt;not incorporate&lt;/b&gt; human summarizing style.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity&lt;/b&gt;: Identify different types of information in content&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference&lt;/b&gt;: Definitions overlap. Do &lt;b&gt;not follow&lt;/b&gt; with the &lt;i&gt;whys&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;hows&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity&lt;/b&gt;: Purported study of content and rhetorical structure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Not backed&lt;/b&gt; by data or significance tests. No mention of rhetorical structure. Generic, sweeping statements providing a casual overview and making a whole lot of assumptions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity&lt;/b&gt;: Data set&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference&lt;/b&gt;: The method of collecting the data set. Again, unclear of their criteria.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity:&lt;/b&gt; Assumes some initial input as guide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference:&lt;/b&gt; Initial input is a research article which is to be used to generate keywords and then a topic hierarchy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity&lt;/b&gt;: Specific types of information will be extracted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference&lt;/b&gt;: Context modeling will be used. Topic hierarchy will be followed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity:&lt;/b&gt; Will use templates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference:&lt;/b&gt; Generation follows tree-traversal. Since an extract is to be generated, &lt;b&gt;not sure&lt;/b&gt; how/where templates will be incorporated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity:&lt;/b&gt; Human judges as evaluators&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference:&lt;/b&gt; Attributes for evaluation are not properly supported or &lt;b&gt;unclear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Similarity: Kuch hatt ke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Difference: Kuch bhi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3918565337675911346?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3918565337675911346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3918565337675911346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3918565337675911346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3918565337675911346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/07/nitpicking.html' title='Nitpicking'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1472884646053990131</id><published>2010-07-05T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:12:33.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Just Say Yes!</title><content type='html'>Online Information Review Journal - Decision on Manuscript ID OIR-2010-XXXX.R1&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Recommendation: Accept!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Twas a bright morning in the month of July, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Ko J, twenty-four summers shy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Was accepted as a credible author&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And made her folks so proud of their daughter!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1472884646053990131?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1472884646053990131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1472884646053990131' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1472884646053990131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1472884646053990131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-say-yes.html' title='Just Say Yes!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7773832164066191804</id><published>2010-06-13T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:02:20.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Australia: Things to Pack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TBWpdT2NtKI/AAAAAAAAJXE/Y72pQrxqxKg/s1600/Surfers-Paradise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TBWpdT2NtKI/AAAAAAAAJXE/Y72pQrxqxKg/s400/Surfers-Paradise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482474442402411682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teehee, this is Surfer's Paradise, where my conference is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolates, &lt;/span&gt;for my hosts in Sydney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Formals, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for three days of conference&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full-sleeve tops, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the only four I have (it's gonna be winter there!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gifts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for conference organizers (Mom says so)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New shoes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; close-toed sandals and trekking shoes both&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Printouts, &lt;/span&gt;of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;all addresses and contact numbers&lt;/span&gt;, maps and wiki-travel tips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visiting cards&lt;/span&gt;, since I am going to make contacts!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Handouts,&lt;/span&gt; of my consortium presentation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Towel,&lt;/span&gt; cos I'm staying at a backpacker's inn remember?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Okay, things to get done before I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy chocolates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make list of gift recipients&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Practise presentations :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 salon activities, ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Presentations, for the said conference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 city tour, for visiting friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7773832164066191804?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7773832164066191804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7773832164066191804' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7773832164066191804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7773832164066191804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/06/australia-things-to-pack.html' title='Australia: Things to Pack!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TBWpdT2NtKI/AAAAAAAAJXE/Y72pQrxqxKg/s72-c/Surfers-Paradise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6536965155011069239</id><published>2010-06-13T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:06:00.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>The List from Bali</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;a href="http://www.nablopomo.com/"&gt;National Blog-Posting Month&lt;/a&gt;. Besides that, I enjoy making lists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the Things I Did in Bali list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TBWoYEOxWnI/AAAAAAAAJW8/SZE6xYzWRkM/s1600/Canon+June+2010+482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TBWoYEOxWnI/AAAAAAAAJW8/SZE6xYzWRkM/s400/Canon+June+2010+482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482473252799470194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walk&lt;/span&gt;, in disused limestone quarry and pose with big grinning bird-face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breathe&lt;/span&gt;, 15m under the surface of water and feed fish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pose&lt;/span&gt;, with Mum in identical outfits everyday for three days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catch&lt;/span&gt;, flights to and from Bali&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gape&lt;/span&gt;, at amazing Kintamani volcano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paddle&lt;/span&gt;, in beautiful underlit hotel swimming pool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nag&lt;/span&gt;, my Mum all the time :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peek&lt;/span&gt;, by mistake at man bathing (naked) in the premises of a famous temple!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat&lt;/span&gt;, terribly healthy food. (which might be why I have adopted chocolate-a-day policy since I got back!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buy&lt;/span&gt;, a Charles &amp;amp; Keithe bag for Mum! And some ugly Bali souvenirs... also a lovely pair of earrings I refer to as &lt;span&gt;"exorbitant  leaves"&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;will&gt;&lt;/will&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6536965155011069239?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6536965155011069239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6536965155011069239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6536965155011069239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6536965155011069239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/06/list-making.html' title='The List from Bali'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TBWoYEOxWnI/AAAAAAAAJW8/SZE6xYzWRkM/s72-c/Canon+June+2010+482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3751754277598646063</id><published>2010-06-04T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:29:53.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Manic Month of May</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TAnqxnciwtI/AAAAAAAAJFk/-FSmmAbpUGs/s1600/Pictures2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TAnqxnciwtI/AAAAAAAAJFk/-FSmmAbpUGs/s400/Pictures2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479168559796110034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raindrops, notebooks, Mark Twain and fountain-chocolate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiger-thoughts, Itchy spots, fireworks and pasta-alphabet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flowers, visa powers, Mummy-Daddy and fish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trees, exam papers, horizons and Singlish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Silver hammers, Airmail letters, fruit vendors and bandages&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tiger stripes, yellow smiles, walkies and notemaking.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No time to rhyme&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No reason for treason&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Too short to talk about&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The missed and pissed persons.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whatever, sorry, but this was my month of May.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3751754277598646063?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3751754277598646063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3751754277598646063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3751754277598646063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3751754277598646063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/06/manic-month-of-may.html' title='Manic Month of May'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/TAnqxnciwtI/AAAAAAAAJFk/-FSmmAbpUGs/s72-c/Pictures2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7123935769482869114</id><published>2010-05-28T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T07:23:01.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>Grumble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had a borderline horrible day. On the scale of awesome to nightmarish, its bum is on the line separating &lt;i&gt;horrible &lt;/i&gt;from &lt;i&gt;distasteful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate being yelled at. I hate being yelled at over and over again. I hate being yelled at over and over again, for something that I already yell at myself about. I hate being yelled at over and over again, for something that I already yell at myself about and pinches me all the time. I hate being yelled at over and over again, for something that I already yell at myself about and pinches me all the time and ruins my mood. I hate being yelled at over and over again, for something that I already yell at myself about and pinches me all the time and makes me cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The upside was the letter-posting. I took a picture to show you. Will put it up when I feel brighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please don't sympathize. I might punch you and that would be horrible. No sympathy. It pisses me off. This is not cribbing. This is a factual account. Save the sap for the sappy. kthxbai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;+poof+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7123935769482869114?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7123935769482869114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7123935769482869114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7123935769482869114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7123935769482869114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/grumble.html' title='Grumble'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2955663067533490926</id><published>2010-05-22T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T08:05:45.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>In the Thick of Things</title><content type='html'>Working on Yet Another Research Paper. I will not tell you about this until everything is pakka-pakka. The partial secrecy is, of course, a byproduct of being thirty-nine times bitten and fortieth time shy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this guy belongs in more colourful circles than NLP, wouldn't you agree? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;That is, while passion may flame disagreements between partisans of Universal Grammar and partisans of statistically grounded empiricism regarding the task of syntax acquisition, the task which we have studied here is a considerably more humble one, which must in some fashion or other be figured out by grunt work by the language learner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;(And I will wait to find, if this will last forever...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2955663067533490926?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2955663067533490926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2955663067533490926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2955663067533490926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2955663067533490926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-thick-of-things.html' title='In the Thick of Things'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1124941635055369690</id><published>2010-05-22T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T19:36:01.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays'/><title type='text'>Privacy - Some Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've lately realized that I have a gargantuan appetite for privacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been thinking about this for a while now, and decided to pen something after I read a similar post on co-sufferer D's blog. (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Not linking it here cos that might violate her very reasons for writing that post! :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After being forced into a somewhat "solitary confinement" for work and other reasons, I resent any form of social infringement...to the point of cold-bloodedly ignoring the people I once co-habitated with. I don't answer pings. I don't answer calls. I turn down all Friday, Saturday and Sunday invitations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S_iT-2dGYJI/AAAAAAAAJEk/zERPXBOEE1g/s1600/Fullscreen+capture+2352010+103008+AM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S_iT-2dGYJI/AAAAAAAAJEk/zERPXBOEE1g/s400/Fullscreen+capture+2352010+103008+AM.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474288055047577746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Removed the whiny bits yaar. Seems utterly cowardly to post stuff about her here. But the toothpaste-foam talk still pisses me off, and I tell her that on her face :-s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what do I do with all that "me time"? That's a difficult question to answer. I can't quite figure out how I manage to stay happily occupied. There's work to do. There's tweeting to be done. There are two books lying around which I'm halfway through. There's so much to watch on my laptop, but I never get around to it because I'm busy working my way through the other stuff. And I cook on weekends :) Today, I made some pulao which was garnished with grated carrots and tomatoes, a Marathi recipe I believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Happy sigh*. I don't quite know what's keeping me going. Sometimes, I honestly think I'm on the wrong side of the crazy/normal line. I was never so unafraid of a singular life, before. But on a long lonely walk, I can always turn up the volume on my ipod or debate with the soft voice in my head. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(This is the crazy part: I have been conversing a lot with myself lately)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was a hymn called &lt;b&gt;"The Cowboy's Song"&lt;/b&gt; which we used to sing during the morning prayers in school; it was so unconventional that I was never quite comfortable with it, but now I'm so glad that it's stayed with me. And it's set to a jolly, laidback melody which just makes you want to lie back and put your feet up. It even has "&lt;i&gt;Yippee Ai Oh Yippee Ai Yay&lt;/i&gt;" in the chorus! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll forgive it for having a religious twist towards the end; the rest suits me just fine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like to ride alone in open spaces&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perhaps you think I haven't got a friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I'm telling you, that this is far from true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cos never am I alone, God is my friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yippee Ai Oh Yippee Ai Yay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I sing to Him while riding on my way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yippee Ai Oh Yippee Ai Yay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is my cowboy’s song to Him all day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh... and just in case this post makes you feel nervous about my mental health: don't tell me, okay? I'd rather be feeling happy and going crazy, than feeling sad and being normal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1124941635055369690?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1124941635055369690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1124941635055369690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1124941635055369690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1124941635055369690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/privacy-some-thoughts.html' title='Privacy - Some Thoughts'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S_iT-2dGYJI/AAAAAAAAJEk/zERPXBOEE1g/s72-c/Fullscreen+capture+2352010+103008+AM.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7898411192645606189</id><published>2010-05-19T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:42:03.133-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Post Number 100</title><content type='html'>And it's about work. Shit, I should start worrying about that paper. &lt;div&gt;And, I should Get Off Twitter!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The No-Twitter-At-Work programme is pretty effective, most-days. Today, though, I was the goggle-eyed voyeur to a messy raunchy three-way conversation :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, here goes. Radio Silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+poof+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7898411192645606189?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7898411192645606189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7898411192645606189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7898411192645606189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7898411192645606189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/post-number-100.html' title='Post Number 100'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3701860765241470294</id><published>2010-05-14T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:31:19.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird day'/><title type='text'>Playing Footsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm battling feelings of sheer irritation with surges of righteousness as I struggle to maintain a good opinion of my new flatmate. Yesterday I saw a side of her which so far I'd wondered about with speculation and surmise. The reality quite blew me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a short girl with big eyes, who's taken to coming up to the doorway of my room and lingering there, pouting deliberately, her eyes fixed on the floor. I sense rather than see her, sigh inwardly and turn to ask the all-important question, "What happened today?" Depending on how well you read between the lines, you can translate that into "&lt;span&gt;क्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हुआ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;आज&lt;/span&gt;?" or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;आज  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;क्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हुआ&lt;/span&gt;?" and I'll leave it to you to judge which was semantically closer to how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resigned feeling is quickly replaced with the feeling of my heart sinking into my stomach. There's a love triangle, a well-meaning friend, an out-of-the-picture ex, and various other by-standers who pitch into her tragic story. I listen and nod at all the right spots. Eventually, after forty minutes, an hour, or after my patience gives up and I casually look at my watch, her face transforms to wide-eyed understanding and she slinks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm clever. I'll pre-empt her sob-story with a suggestion to eat at the mall nearby. I know all the caveats of my sex. The journey, the people, the scrumptious menu and the mango &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lassi&lt;/span&gt; are sure to distract her; but I save this ingenious solution for the days when I'm really tired, when I just couldn't put up with a cloudburst of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me. I know this is a long post and the subject is grinding on your nerves. Listen na. Just read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I did last night. I took her to a place called Pratawala, which is open 24 hrs a day. On the way, she recounted the happenings of four months ago, when the dreamboy and she had had their last conversation and consequently their last argument. I knew the story so well, I was practically mouthing it alongwith her. But the lights, the people and the beep-beep of the ticketing machine in the bus worked their charm, and she often lost the thread of her monologue. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered, and were looking for a place to sit when she hissed and nudged me. "Look! That's someone from my school. Filthy animal. He's married, but look at him gesturing for me to sit with him! Hmpf!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I was not paying much attention, because I said "Uh-huh?" and absent-mindedly made for the only empty table in the whole restaurant. Flatmate squealed, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why are you going that way?" &lt;/span&gt;I blinked, asked "Huh?" and slid into my seat. It was then that I realized that Mister Creepy Married Guy From Her School was the boy eating alone, seated immediately on her right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a stab of awkwardness for putting her in such a position when she'd obviously wanted to snub his invitation. But that feeling dissolved into disbelief, as thence ensued a duel of witty retorts and arched eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam is short, dresses demurely in salwar-kameezes, ties her long, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shikakai&lt;/span&gt;-ad-like hair into a bun at the back of her head and loves to indulge in self-pity with reluctant flatmates. She sobs about female colleagues who're so much better dressed than her, who enjoy the interest of men and who regularly traipse the town with her love interest. You feel sympathy for the girl and wonder if her simplicity is so distasteful to men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, you shouldn't believe everything you hear. Wait until you place her in the company of gentlemen, then behold the transformation. She carries herself straighter, throws her head back to gaze at her company from under half-closed, fluttering eyelids. She's now an eager listener. She'll laugh at every flat joke and twist every off-hand remark into a weapon for taunts. Men flush with gratification. They turn to face her and lean forward, their body language reflecting how absorbed they are with the tales of this delicate-boned, sweet-tongued nymph. She's leaning in as well, but she doesn't forget her food the way he does. Anyway, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keema &lt;/span&gt;was too delicious to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Married Creepy Guy From Her School was apparently a brow-beaten, much-tortured husband of a dominatrix. Over a solitary meal in a crowded 24-hr restaurant, he'd suddenly found a confidant. His mushroom pratha sat cold, forgotten, as did I. I wonder if it shared my feelings of amusement as well. My strategy for distracting Flatmate had worked better that I'd ever expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was barely a second after he left her side that she began an onslaught of his character. I chose to keep mum about my opinion. We headed home in relative silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3701860765241470294?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3701860765241470294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3701860765241470294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3701860765241470294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3701860765241470294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/playing-footsy.html' title='Playing Footsy'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-304130897840720293</id><published>2010-05-10T02:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:22:45.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>DOES THIS SCARE YOU? :D :D :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S-fU8Cxyv-I/AAAAAAAAJCk/lXo-vPldW5A/s1600/ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S-fU8Cxyv-I/AAAAAAAAJCk/lXo-vPldW5A/s400/ss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469574400467714018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Dr. Yes is a farkhing genius! A Genius!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-304130897840720293?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/304130897840720293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=304130897840720293' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/304130897840720293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/304130897840720293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/does-this-scare-you-d-d-d.html' title='DOES THIS SCARE YOU? :D :D :D'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S-fU8Cxyv-I/AAAAAAAAJCk/lXo-vPldW5A/s72-c/ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1729273301108200184</id><published>2010-05-05T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:05:33.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>A Decision</title><content type='html'>A decision so crucial to me, that I can do nothing to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a submission to be made within 8 days. The only thing holding me back, is the slovenliness of Dr. Yes and Dr. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do not make this submission within 8 days, then all the months of hard work through November, December, January, April and May go waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their part, they can't be fucking bothered to do their bit in the evaluation. In a procedure that's no good without an hour of their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a task they've put off for six weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot begin to explain how important this is for my career. I cannot begin to explain my fury.&lt;br /&gt;While I sit up nights, they send me emails promising to get to it in the forthcoming week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1729273301108200184?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1729273301108200184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1729273301108200184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1729273301108200184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1729273301108200184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/decision.html' title='A Decision'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8850942873528240074</id><published>2010-04-22T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:44:16.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Dollops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S9CN1lTxuLI/AAAAAAAAI9E/aNxQY3D1F-8/s1600/Image0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S9CN1lTxuLI/AAAAAAAAI9E/aNxQY3D1F-8/s400/Image0156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463022299688057010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well maybe the word "Dollops" occurs to me because I met somebody today who looked like a scoop of vanilla ice-cream. Whatever, I decided that it's the word of the day. There was dollops of sleep, dollops of good weather, good luck and a mini-dollop of chats and phone-calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, a dollop of House :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you took all that away, it would still have made my day only to have the palm of my hand licked by a toy dog. Imagine the look on my face when on a long walk home, I followed a large white dog on a leash which was being chased by a toy dog running free. The silly little thing kept getting entangled in the bigger dog's legs. In a very elder-brotherly manner, the big dog nuzzled the pooch out of his way. The latter took up a valiant, defiant stance, pushing his chin up to the hilt and scrambling on his stumps of legs, trying harder to resist this bullying behavior. It slithered and partly rolled its way back to its spot behind the big dog's front paws. The big dog paused and wait for the inevitable *bump* when the pooch tripped over a big white paw.&lt;br /&gt;Then the game would begin all over again. It was the cutest sight :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, shorty. Stretch your hand out. Trust the pooch. Feeling lucky yet? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S9CPQC0CjhI/AAAAAAAAI9k/7U0EVWZmkIk/s1600/Image0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S9CPQC0CjhI/AAAAAAAAI9k/7U0EVWZmkIk/s400/Image0157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463023853796232722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8850942873528240074?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8850942873528240074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8850942873528240074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8850942873528240074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8850942873528240074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/04/dollops.html' title='Dollops'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S9CN1lTxuLI/AAAAAAAAI9E/aNxQY3D1F-8/s72-c/Image0156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6847072975912123202</id><published>2010-04-20T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:19:26.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>The Past Couple of Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S85twEQn4EI/AAAAAAAAI7w/8-mFkq000Ok/s1600/Pictures1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S85twEQn4EI/AAAAAAAAI7w/8-mFkq000Ok/s400/Pictures1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462424070591602754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I'm posting so often now. It's like I'm making up for the long spells of absence!&lt;br /&gt;Diaries. Turkish coffee. Sick plants :(. Pretty sunsets. Staring-at-the-ceiling moments. Unconventional work environments. Culinary experiments. Afternoon naps. Diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've done some idling in the last coupla' days! Usually happens around exam-time I guess. That's probably why I'm blogging so much too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. I'll hit the books again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6847072975912123202?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6847072975912123202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6847072975912123202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6847072975912123202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6847072975912123202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/04/past-couple-of-days.html' title='The Past Couple of Days'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S85twEQn4EI/AAAAAAAAI7w/8-mFkq000Ok/s72-c/Pictures1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8036708144896768302</id><published>2010-04-20T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:26:37.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Twitter is awesome because it helped me meet people I would never have known otherwise. It's helped me make friends in unlikely places. It's given me random, crazy, happy moments as well as warm, shiny, memorable moments. It's made me laugh on good days and helped me vent on bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter could be renamed Serendipity and you wouldn't miss much on the meaning. The thought recurs to me nowadays that life would've been very unpleasantly different, had it not been for Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today someone did something awesomely sweet to me, and I'd like to share it here. It's just another example of how awesome "tweeple" can be. Y'all already saw the awesome poster I received on my birthday..wellll that was another instance of Twitter's magical serendipity at work :) thanks j.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is. Someone I know only through Twitter and will probably never meet, is currently sightseeing in Japan. And we may have chit-chatted a couple of times and exchanged only about 140 characters in each cheery message, but it meant enough to him to do this terribly sweet thing for me. I'm quite moved. Thanks Twitter. Cheers @probablytrippy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S83jMzG-V_I/AAAAAAAAI7I/pB5maIWWAF0/s1600/89112491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S83jMzG-V_I/AAAAAAAAI7I/pB5maIWWAF0/s400/89112491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462271732087674866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8036708144896768302?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8036708144896768302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8036708144896768302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8036708144896768302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8036708144896768302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/04/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S83jMzG-V_I/AAAAAAAAI7I/pB5maIWWAF0/s72-c/89112491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1219833631403346070</id><published>2010-04-17T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:28:28.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Snapshots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S8oK3S1WkMI/AAAAAAAAI4Y/cKa_gB_Ngxo/s1600/april.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S8oK3S1WkMI/AAAAAAAAI4Y/cKa_gB_Ngxo/s400/april.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461189443204845762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful blue skies.&lt;br /&gt;Post-India smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys at the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;Regrets, we have a few.&lt;br /&gt;Quiet moments in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;My plant thriving on pre-season monsoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're doing okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1219833631403346070?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1219833631403346070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1219833631403346070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1219833631403346070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1219833631403346070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/04/snapshots.html' title='Snapshots'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S8oK3S1WkMI/AAAAAAAAI4Y/cKa_gB_Ngxo/s72-c/april.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2123288901362943308</id><published>2010-03-09T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T02:15:01.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>Communication Research</title><content type='html'>A.k.a., What's eating Koko G?&lt;br /&gt;More posts will follow in the coming days...&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I need my erudite friends to help me out with this stuff! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thus, in his classic statement of the role of values in sociological research, Max Weber informed his audience that ‘if Tolstoi's question recurs to you: as science does not, who is to answer the question: “What shall we do, and, how shall we arrange our lives?” … then one can say that only a prophet or a saviour can give the answers’ (‘Science as Vocation’, 1919&lt;br /&gt;)."&lt;/blockquote&gt;This is an illustration of Normative Theory, apparently. One of the many crazy theories of Communication Research that I have to contend with, in my strife to keep my Computer Science project rolling! :-| &lt;span class="TSrHSb"&gt;&lt;span class="ze"&gt;Why do they all insist in talking in convoluted clauses and dependent clauses, with extra commas thrown in for effect :-s? Try as I might, I do not understand the purpose of "as science does not" in the above context!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2123288901362943308?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2123288901362943308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2123288901362943308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2123288901362943308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2123288901362943308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/03/communication-research.html' title='Communication Research'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4949179332987966919</id><published>2010-03-08T17:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T02:39:56.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Allo, allo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I mished my bloggie-voggie...come here you...Mwah!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will post cute chandigarh snapshots wala collage next, and talk about everything from haldi holi colours to babytalking. Soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S8rSBk0PDoI/AAAAAAAAI5U/QPBRWTNUOeg/s1600/chandigarh+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S8rSBk0PDoI/AAAAAAAAI5U/QPBRWTNUOeg/s400/chandigarh+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461408422644616834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised...&lt;br /&gt;Along with pictures of all the awesome people I met on this trip -- (except Bua and Deepti..sorry..but see, I remember you both nevertheless!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in the collage..albeit blurred (I'm not sure if she'd be okay with her picture on my blog)&lt;br /&gt;The elusive friend. Makes me sad to think of how little I know about her life. I always shrugged the feeling off, cos I was sure it was the way she wanted things to be. Call it self-defense or plain selfishness...I didn't think I belonged. Now..I don't know whether I did the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a very awesome trip. There's a picture of the bride-to-be too, alongwith other school classmates, most of whom I was meeting after eight-ten years! I wish I could've put in more pics of Chandigarh in full bloom and a slight coolness in the air :) Now I read that the temperatures are touching 43 degrees!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4949179332987966919?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4949179332987966919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4949179332987966919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4949179332987966919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4949179332987966919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/03/allo-allo.html' title='Allo, allo'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S8rSBk0PDoI/AAAAAAAAI5U/QPBRWTNUOeg/s72-c/chandigarh+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-6291283371155582372</id><published>2010-02-20T05:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T05:59:12.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>Thinking Aloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm starting a new phase of my work this week. Unfortunate that it should happen just before I'm heading home. Unable to wrap my head around a few concepts. I'm hoping that writing about it here will help me straighten things out.&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing about my research is, that I'm making up my own rules as I go along. So though there are some theories to guide me along the way, it's mostly me coming up with the definitions, categories and deciding what I need out of the mountains and hills of previous research which have little or no bearing with my work.&lt;br /&gt;So I have to think about how humans summarize sentences. And if you don't get what I'm talking about you are free to ignore this post :)&lt;br /&gt;A really useful paper for me is "The decomposition of human-written summary sentences" by H Jing in 1999. It talks about figuring out how summary sentences are constructed by humans, with regards to where the source information came from and the transformation applied. They made a prediction model out of this and applied it in a summarization system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose is to see how this goes and maybe add new kinds of transformations to the list they have already detailed, because I am covering more kinds of integrative transformations because I am looking at multi-document summaries. Rest we will see as we come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is bothering, however, is a vague list of categories we had come up with before I actually conducted a literature review. I'm unable to remember what I meant by each of these categories at the time. They seem like meaningless words to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first I will talk about what I found in Jing's work. The kind of transformations they encountered were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sentence reduction.&lt;/span&gt; so we only choose certain parts of a sentence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sentence combination. &lt;/span&gt;so we combine information from two sentences. okay, makes sense so far&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;syntactic transformation. &lt;/span&gt;that's like rearranging the words and so on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lexical paraphrasing. &lt;/span&gt;when you're using synonyms and stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;generalization/specification. &lt;/span&gt;when you can't really pinpoint the source of the words because the author was clever enough to convolute information into a higher or lower level&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reordering. &lt;/span&gt;changing the order of the source sentences. not so tricky.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, all these make sense. but now thinking about the vague list we'd made. Is there anythign which may not be covered here? So basically the categories we'd written which I didn't understand were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rhetorical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;semantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pragmatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prof said it would be interesting to see if the meaning itself was changed by the author. Or maybe an opinion was brought in. Hmmm..let's think about that for a while, shall we. If we take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rhetorical &lt;/span&gt;to mean that information concepts are picked up from different pieces and sewn together. Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;semantic &lt;/span&gt;could be the same as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lexical paraphrasing. &lt;/span&gt;In fact, I'm sure it is. What we're left with, is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pragmatic. &lt;/span&gt;Maybe that would cover the affective summary sentences we may encounter. Not sure about this one. Perhaps a dictionary would be a good place to begin to understand what we meant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6291283371155582372?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6291283371155582372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6291283371155582372' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6291283371155582372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6291283371155582372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/02/thinking-aloud.html' title='Thinking Aloud'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2758961225445417731</id><published>2010-02-17T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:23:42.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Flabbergasted February and Easter Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S36s6fAi7uI/AAAAAAAAH7o/p-gpWwl6wNk/s1600-h/kokil+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S36s6fAi7uI/AAAAAAAAH7o/p-gpWwl6wNk/s400/kokil+bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439975520666316514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I don't have too many words for this week. Let's call it a Flabbergasted February :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://ranajay.net/"&gt;Ranajay&lt;/a&gt; for the ossumness of the poster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenks saheliyan+pushkar for a midnight makeover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenks to pippal who wished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thenks to pippal who abused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenks to Sussu Singh and frands, for flabbergasting me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenks to the airtickets for taking me home (next week)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenks everybaadi! I luv everybaadi, come on, grooop huggg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2758961225445417731?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2758961225445417731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2758961225445417731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2758961225445417731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2758961225445417731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/02/koko-week.html' title='Flabbergasted February and Easter Eggs'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S36s6fAi7uI/AAAAAAAAH7o/p-gpWwl6wNk/s72-c/kokil+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7949162693447126024</id><published>2010-02-16T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T05:17:50.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S3qXx-tgqSI/AAAAAAAAH48/MVNVJcLIvQI/s1600-h/feb+%2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S3qXx-tgqSI/AAAAAAAAH48/MVNVJcLIvQI/s400/feb+%2710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438826384906561826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February was an awesome month in the year&lt;br /&gt;It gave me moments sweet and dear&lt;br /&gt;It made me mushy and boo-hoo-hoo&lt;br /&gt;I adventured, read awesome books, watched awesome movies too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me weak in the knees and soft in the head&lt;br /&gt;I will love February till I am dead&lt;br /&gt;Enough silly poems, but the rhyme lingers on&lt;br /&gt;Hope March is a sweet rose and not a prickly thorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalaa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7949162693447126024?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7949162693447126024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7949162693447126024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7949162693447126024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7949162693447126024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/02/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S3qXx-tgqSI/AAAAAAAAH48/MVNVJcLIvQI/s72-c/feb+%2710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3743120943676547562</id><published>2010-02-04T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:51:35.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Happy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S2sHb6FElyI/AAAAAAAAHuc/zIUuUPT_W7U/s1600-h/Pictures2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S2sHb6FElyI/AAAAAAAAHuc/zIUuUPT_W7U/s400/Pictures2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434445551381026594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singapore has its good hair days :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3743120943676547562?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3743120943676547562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3743120943676547562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3743120943676547562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3743120943676547562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-days.html' title='Happy Days'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S2sHb6FElyI/AAAAAAAAHuc/zIUuUPT_W7U/s72-c/Pictures2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-624290376857586017</id><published>2010-01-27T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:04:01.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S2Dt3J7UjgI/AAAAAAAAHlg/VHSPzOgL--4/s1600-h/Pictures1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S2Dt3J7UjgI/AAAAAAAAHlg/VHSPzOgL--4/s400/Pictures1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431602682422136322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a funny yarn to knit&lt;br /&gt;It lost me a dollar before I could begin it&lt;br /&gt;I'm the slow mockturtle in a gritty rabbit race&lt;br /&gt;And I struggle to do better than just keep my own pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are pretty fountains&lt;br /&gt;I also have to roll down mountains&lt;br /&gt;There are edits to do too&lt;br /&gt;Before I break in my new shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a long way to go&lt;br /&gt;The milk is all over the floor&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that 2010 grants me vindication&lt;br /&gt;And a damned good India vacation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-624290376857586017?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/624290376857586017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=624290376857586017' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/624290376857586017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/624290376857586017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S2Dt3J7UjgI/AAAAAAAAHlg/VHSPzOgL--4/s72-c/Pictures1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4460816625310341482</id><published>2010-01-24T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:10:55.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Clean Slate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S11D1jV3mLI/AAAAAAAAHe0/BbwKz3J4e0Y/s1600-h/Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S11D1jV3mLI/AAAAAAAAHe0/BbwKz3J4e0Y/s400/Pictures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430571312977778866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope, like the Beatles, colourful stickers and shades of yellow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FLOATS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4460816625310341482?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4460816625310341482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4460816625310341482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4460816625310341482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4460816625310341482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/01/clean-slate.html' title='Clean Slate'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S11D1jV3mLI/AAAAAAAAHe0/BbwKz3J4e0Y/s72-c/Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7143362562001196802</id><published>2010-01-13T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:59:24.604-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Emotions Dec - Jan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S02KvnK9ssI/AAAAAAAAHbg/Vz5NUAhNaiQ/s1600-h/2009-12-01+India+Nov+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S02KvnK9ssI/AAAAAAAAHbg/Vz5NUAhNaiQ/s400/2009-12-01+India+Nov+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426145676624769730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacefulness, Sleepiness, homesickness, romance, drunkenness, shyness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7143362562001196802?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7143362562001196802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7143362562001196802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7143362562001196802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7143362562001196802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/01/emotions-dec-jan.html' title='Emotions Dec - Jan'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S02KvnK9ssI/AAAAAAAAHbg/Vz5NUAhNaiQ/s72-c/2009-12-01+India+Nov+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7878594183059576714</id><published>2010-01-12T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:05:45.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>Philosophy of My Research</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0xJGTzltzI/AAAAAAAAHak/ZXSj8h-tEAs/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+1122010+60256+PM.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0xJGTzltzI/AAAAAAAAHak/ZXSj8h-tEAs/s400/Fullscreen+capture+1122010+60256+PM.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425792023819302706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screenshot captured principally for Pops, who really wanted to know. Uploaded on blog for Rodi, who loves esoteric things. Everybody else can smile and nod if they don't like it much. Next post will be a pretty collage, I promise :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7878594183059576714?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7878594183059576714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7878594183059576714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7878594183059576714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7878594183059576714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/01/philosophy-of-my-research.html' title='Philosophy of My Research'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0xJGTzltzI/AAAAAAAAHak/ZXSj8h-tEAs/s72-c/Fullscreen+capture+1122010+60256+PM.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3117355736411275443</id><published>2010-01-10T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:33:11.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jitters'/><title type='text'>Submission #1 of 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0qbxzfaa0I/AAAAAAAAHZM/Jh4tlIZJUaE/s1600-h/submission.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0qbxzfaa0I/AAAAAAAAHZM/Jh4tlIZJUaE/s400/submission.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425319981059042114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mommy, I'm scared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3117355736411275443?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3117355736411275443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3117355736411275443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3117355736411275443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3117355736411275443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/01/submission-1-of-3.html' title='Submission #1 of 3'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0qbxzfaa0I/AAAAAAAAHZM/Jh4tlIZJUaE/s72-c/submission.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4635968743969026231</id><published>2010-01-05T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:04:24.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cryptic'/><title type='text'>Gtp, Nt Qubsiq</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0P9Wree3AI/AAAAAAAAHWE/50aJOQzVJso/s1600-h/Image0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0P9Wree3AI/AAAAAAAAHWE/50aJOQzVJso/s400/Image0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423456942353734658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crack the code.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4635968743969026231?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4635968743969026231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4635968743969026231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4635968743969026231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4635968743969026231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2010/01/gtp-nt-qubsiq.html' title='Gtp, Nt Qubsiq'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/S0P9Wree3AI/AAAAAAAAHWE/50aJOQzVJso/s72-c/Image0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3402799728540782349</id><published>2009-12-30T18:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:02:50.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did 2009 go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3402799728540782349?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3402799728540782349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3402799728540782349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3402799728540782349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3402799728540782349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-did-2009-go.html' title='Where did 2009 go?'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8898115818728408878</id><published>2009-12-28T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:06:23.994-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>I Passed :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SzljbshX8VI/AAAAAAAAHG0/JnnG1bsjnb4/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+29122009+100115+AM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SzljbshX8VI/AAAAAAAAHG0/JnnG1bsjnb4/s400/Fullscreen+capture+29122009+100115+AM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420472953975861586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ek aur course hai jismein 3.5 aaye they. So overall, TGPA drops a little. But, not too bad eh ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8898115818728408878?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8898115818728408878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8898115818728408878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8898115818728408878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8898115818728408878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-passed-d.html' title='I Passed :D'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SzljbshX8VI/AAAAAAAAHG0/JnnG1bsjnb4/s72-c/Fullscreen+capture+29122009+100115+AM.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-459660201796695492</id><published>2009-12-18T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:27:09.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>To Buy</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peace of Mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slippers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frozen food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice-cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Xmas decorations&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hairbrush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shampoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plane tickets to Chd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Table fan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mixer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-459660201796695492?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/459660201796695492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=459660201796695492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Collect piano, SLR camera and stand from Studio&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Make hullo-congratulations-how are you-can i borrow your car talk with Tun&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Load Tun's car with cameras, donation box and other packets&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Make small talk until ADM building&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Unload car&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Check projector&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Run back to fetch piano stand&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Check performers' CDs&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Panic about welcome speech&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Badger Dr. Yes for advice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Panic about what to wear tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Badger Manju for dupatta&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Buy 25 boxes of chocolates :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish results analysis for COLIS paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Busy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-6580534054523266934?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6580534054523266934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=6580534054523266934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6580534054523266934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/6580534054523266934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-to-do-today.html' title='Things To Do Today'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2364709385317759956</id><published>2009-11-30T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:18:04.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Back After Another Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SxSKsk4TgjI/AAAAAAAAGbc/mh34Ph2kjWg/s1600/India+Nov+09+142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410101550797521458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SxSKsk4TgjI/AAAAAAAAGbc/mh34Ph2kjWg/s400/India+Nov+09+142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tales of The Traveling Suitcase&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chapter 1. Bangalore at Midnight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2364709385317759956?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2364709385317759956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2364709385317759956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2364709385317759956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2364709385317759956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-after-another-adventure.html' title='Back After Another Adventure'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SxSKsk4TgjI/AAAAAAAAGbc/mh34Ph2kjWg/s72-c/India+Nov+09+142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4051605600901303714</id><published>2009-11-26T22:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:10:15.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Pune. I run to the loo every few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a great holiday. I am meeting a lot of people close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also meeting a lot of relatives I haven't ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got horribly bored when I was on house arrest in Delhi for 3 days (sorry Delhi friends who don't know). And horribly panicky when 2/3 of those days were spent wiping nose from my cousin bro's blood. Oh you get it, I am not backspacing to correct that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got horribly moody &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(besides being horribly ill)&lt;/span&gt; and decided to skip the wedding :-s will deal with the consequences later. Abhi am feeling moody and might dial for a cab and not wait for Purva to escort me into the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am horrible but I am quite nice also so be happy and miss me like I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4051605600901303714?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4051605600901303714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4051605600901303714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4051605600901303714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4051605600901303714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-231183601268584347</id><published>2009-11-17T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:40:28.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>I'm so horribly lonely without music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so horribly lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just push play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esoteric? Then why are you nodding your head?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-231183601268584347?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/231183601268584347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=231183601268584347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/231183601268584347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/231183601268584347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7642644340671052457</id><published>2009-11-15T11:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:10:48.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SwBSHFTbWUI/AAAAAAAAGZM/AjmwGgu06oc/s1600-h/IMGP4672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404409834480818498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SwBSHFTbWUI/AAAAAAAAGZM/AjmwGgu06oc/s400/IMGP4672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. New Laptop :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Jui and Pushkar's New Apartment :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. New Roommate? :-/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. New haircut ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm, so far that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sometimes, old is gold. Here's hoping we're connected through the years :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7642644340671052457?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7642644340671052457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7642644340671052457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7642644340671052457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7642644340671052457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SwBSHFTbWUI/AAAAAAAAGZM/AjmwGgu06oc/s72-c/IMGP4672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2821951443982355224</id><published>2009-11-12T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:06:24.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>Term Paper Finees!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thus, my investigation of automation and its social impact has helped to broaden my perspective with regards to my own research. Keeping the above two realizations in mind, I will endeavour to build a system that can perform better in its scope as an automated tool by adding flavor to the human summarization task without taking away its creative punch."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2821951443982355224?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2821951443982355224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2821951443982355224' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2821951443982355224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2821951443982355224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/term-paper-finees.html' title='Term Paper Finees!'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-414094536506766492</id><published>2009-11-11T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:39:31.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Buland</title><content type='html'>आज अच्छा दिन है क्योंकि:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;१) कल अच्छा रहा&lt;br /&gt;२) मेरा दोस्त खुश है क्योंकि मैंने मानचेस्टर युनितेद नामक फुटबॉल क्लब को गालियाँ निकाली&lt;br /&gt;३) मेरे दोस्त का दोस्त अब जेल नही जाएगा&lt;br /&gt;४) डॉक्टर नो ने मेरे लिए होन्ग कोंग से तोहफा लाया&lt;br /&gt;५) मैं दिन में घर आ के सोयी :)&lt;br /&gt;६) आने वाले महीनों के लिए बहुत सारा काम है!&lt;br /&gt;६) क्योंकि होंसला बुलंद है :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;आई लव यू एवेरीबॉडी&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-414094536506766492?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/414094536506766492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=414094536506766492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/414094536506766492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/414094536506766492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/buland.html' title='Buland'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4463854314766421659</id><published>2009-11-08T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:25:45.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird day'/><title type='text'>Scary emails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Sve1xUONyzI/AAAAAAAAGYM/jiBLVcTcOj8/s1600-h/desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Sve1xUONyzI/AAAAAAAAGYM/jiBLVcTcOj8/s400/desktop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401986136900750130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found out that I was lecturer for a course, and my students hadn't given in any feedback.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to point out that the previous statement is made up of two independent clauses, both of which were news to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to attach the scary email to chronicle this moment in the history of my life. I am not sure what I'm supposed to do next :) I am so glad you're here to listen. muah muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4463854314766421659?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4463854314766421659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4463854314766421659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4463854314766421659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4463854314766421659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/scary-emails.html' title='Scary emails'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Sve1xUONyzI/AAAAAAAAGYM/jiBLVcTcOj8/s72-c/desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8339925195097593719</id><published>2009-11-04T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:54:43.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>Things I Want To Do</title><content type='html'>1. Stop procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strike&gt;Find a roommate&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                      Found one :-/ let's see how that goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strike&gt;Get my phone repaired&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                        Kal mil jayega ji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strike&gt;Stop being angry all the time&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After deal-no deal with Suchreet, who put the Cheshire smile on my face :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a paper published&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strike&gt;Do a post-mortem on my life and get some closure already&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                       Getting there. Getting there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strike&gt;Get girl-stuff done, learn eye-makeup &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                      Ji done ji. And did you see Suchreet's latest post? Thankoo!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Get hugged&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strike&gt;Punch someone special in the face&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kissed them instead ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strike&gt;Get a new laptop&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                      Got a RED, BOOMZ Dell Studio 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strike&gt;Finish the damn report already&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                      Phew, done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strike&gt;Blow my nose&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kar liya hankie mein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strike&gt;Jump or scream or shout or puke until  this horrible feeling goes away &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     SRT swept me off my feet last night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strike&gt;Stop pretending everything is okay&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     I did, and was given a logical reason to be logical ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strike&gt;Look pretty: I get extra points for trying&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  One self-photo session later. See Exhibit A: my new Gtalk profile pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8339925195097593719?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8339925195097593719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8339925195097593719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8339925195097593719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8339925195097593719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-i-want-to-do.html' title='Things I Want To Do'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1057096034276987093</id><published>2009-10-31T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:20:39.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Saturdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Su0XXBsw5GI/AAAAAAAAGU8/0Tsb922J2oc/s1600-h/lecturehall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Su0XXBsw5GI/AAAAAAAAGU8/0Tsb922J2oc/s400/lecturehall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398997212647711842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in a lecture hall which could fit 300 people. There was no one there because it was Saturday. I logged in to the lecturer’s computer at the head of the class. My pen drive had a collage I'd made, of the Ocean Park visit. Since the computer was connected to the projector, the collage showed up on a 30x20 ft screen. I zoomed in on this picture and simply sat and stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home and took part in a Halloween party, in which I was the scary little dead girl holding a stuffed kangaroo. Other guests at the party were Catwoman, Jack Sparrow, Ms. Angulimaal, The Joker and The Thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Su0ZQLy86wI/AAAAAAAAGVE/8H_u6OM8YA8/s1600-h/IMGP4472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Su0ZQLy86wI/AAAAAAAAGVE/8H_u6OM8YA8/s400/IMGP4472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398999294122191618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1057096034276987093?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1057096034276987093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1057096034276987093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1057096034276987093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1057096034276987093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturdays.html' title='Saturdays'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Su0XXBsw5GI/AAAAAAAAGU8/0Tsb922J2oc/s72-c/lecturehall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3856742454882269988</id><published>2009-10-29T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:57:38.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Jobs Available: Roommate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Position: Roommate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Employer: &lt;/span&gt;Ko J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Job Description: &lt;/span&gt;A decent Indian female is seeking a likeminded, gentle female, preferably Indian, to share a 1+1 apartment in Jalan Bahar Students' Hostel. Employer promises monthly/annual outings as perks on the job. Sick leave is readily granted and provisions include breakfast/lunch/dinner-in-bed facility. Other perks include monetary loans, subject to conditions laid down at the time of lending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Requirements:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should be an Indian female, preferably from a place north of Karnataka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should preferably not be new in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Need not be a clean freak. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Modified version: Is allowed to have high standards of cleanliness as long as she does not impose them on an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unwilling other.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Should not leave bras hanging from doorknobs or draped over the back of a chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But should have high standards of personal hygiene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Should always leave the toilet clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should not try making conversation when the other person is wearing headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should not have many visitors.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should not have loud phone conversations in front of other people :-/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Generous character / proficient cooking skills are highly preferable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should not turn to unwilling roommates for entertainment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should be open to new things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should not be too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Interested candidates may leave a comment on this post. Applications will be reviewed as they come in. Only shortlisted candidates will be intimated and interviewed. Until we meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3856742454882269988?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3856742454882269988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3856742454882269988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3856742454882269988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3856742454882269988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/10/jobs-available-roommatebabysitter.html' title='Jobs Available: Roommate'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-3555682965405118865</id><published>2009-10-21T01:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:34:22.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>What I'm Doing Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;copied from an email cos I don't have the time to write something fresh..but i think it concisely sums up my life as a grad student! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;well basically, i am the lab technician that my profs are using to test their wild theories about text processing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see they come up with an idea,we discuss it, and they say why dont u do this and this and we'll see what happens.and so on. so this has been going on for a yr now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i am enrolled in a very interesting course in which we read abstract theories written by people who died long ago, who tell us how the scientific field is all a farce and has as much politics as an indian election :P&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-3555682965405118865?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3555682965405118865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=3555682965405118865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3555682965405118865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/3555682965405118865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-im-doing-here.html' title='What I&apos;m Doing Here'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-445487610216121389</id><published>2009-10-18T02:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:30:46.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Happy Diwali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/St0giQIPAfI/AAAAAAAAGRw/lC5EGJuku7M/s1600-h/diwali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/St0giQIPAfI/AAAAAAAAGRw/lC5EGJuku7M/s400/diwali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394503701476868594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pics courtesy Push and Chush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/Strkh1cfF2I/AAAAAAAAGRI/QbczSKSyxoI/s1600-h/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-445487610216121389?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/445487610216121389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=445487610216121389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/445487610216121389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/445487610216121389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/10/diwali-etc.html' title='Happy Diwali'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/St0giQIPAfI/AAAAAAAAGRw/lC5EGJuku7M/s72-c/diwali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2492772437794687731</id><published>2009-10-13T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:43:46.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>S.U.C.K. Syndrome</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my last blogpost was too long, and that most of you didn't make it beyond para three, even though you probably love me a lot. Thank you for trying anyway ji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post discusses another problem commonly faced by grad students: it's called Stipend Drying Up phenomenon, commonly observed in the slum habitats of academia or the grad students' abode; its typical symptoms of depression and cantankerousness have recently also been observed in a certain species of white mice common in laboratory experiments of dermatological productions. Also known as Stipend Unavailable for Clueless Ko Syndrome, or S.U.C.K. Syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In NTU, its onset is signaled by the nearing of the impending date of confirmation, during which time the  Office of Finance cuts off the supply of funds to the hungry and overworked student. Like a hamster trapped on a wheel, the subject almost bursts a lung with all the running around in circles, literally, which goes on late into every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its symptoms include an excessive stinginess in the subject coupled with a sleepless look, an unwashed air and a general look of malnourishment. A simple test for this syndrome is to place the subject in the same room as a buffet with free food, and to observe its behavior as it attacks its plate piled high with stale, tasteless finger food. You know, then, that your subject is a victim gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no known cure for the disease, except for monetary gratuities, which one should graciously offer and the subject will happily accept them. The sadistic, bitchy OFS may continue this mean little experiment on the poor hamsters until it's bored. Three months down the line, the subject develops new symptoms: a haunted look about the eyes and a twitching of the mouth. Its arms may flail wildly as it imagines hitting out at its imaginary torturers. There is no cause for alarm. Remedy everything with free food and a sympathetic ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further contributions, join the writer in hurling abuses at the OFS. The writer is a long-suffering victim whose grievances are yet to be alleviated by the aforementioned mofo. The writer is down to her last thousand and is now heading towards the terminal symptoms of this condition: HYSTERIA AND HOMICIDAL TENDENCIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to help, contribute with at least, but not limited to, one abuse, besides the crisp plastic ten dollar bills which are more than welcome. Start with praising their mother's eye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2492772437794687731?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2492772437794687731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2492772437794687731' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2492772437794687731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2492772437794687731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/10/call-to-contribute.html' title='S.U.C.K. Syndrome'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-412631326929082002</id><published>2009-10-04T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T01:57:30.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Snapshots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SsjwIkc9ApI/AAAAAAAAGPA/W8996uq3uwA/s1600-h/Desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SsjwIkc9ApI/AAAAAAAAGPA/W8996uq3uwA/s400/Desktop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388820984163533458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Details, finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello and sorry for the long hiatus. You'll get the reason for that in the next snapshot, I promise :)&lt;br /&gt;When my desk serves more as a distraction than a facilitator, I take my books and run away somewhere, like the NIE Library as pictured in Row 1. They have a cosy coffeeshop tucked away amidst the neverending shelves of books. If you chance upon it, there's little chance you won't stay for a coffee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sat there sipping my coffee and trying to work, but was slightly distracted by my own reflection from the mirror in front of me. So, err, I drew a caricature of myself. I think I made it sufficiently funny and accurate to justify putting it up here for your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diwali festivities have been on in full-swing in the Little India district of Singapore for the past month or more! There's a long one-way road called Serangoon that is flanked by higgledy-piggledy Indian stores and restaurants on both sides. Since it's Little India, you're forgiven for possessing little or no sense-- traffic, common or hygiene. So the roads and patches of gardens are crowded with disoriented foreign workers stretching out and milling around after a week of hard work. Anyhow, the picture gives you an idea of how elaborate the decoration is: there is a decorative arch every twenty metres on this this 5-km (i think) stretch of road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Row 2 begins and ends with a glimpse of the Temple of Fine Arts, where I go every Wednesday evening. There's a glimpse of the jungle beside the NIE campus. There's an excellent photography exhibition from a different Asian country each month, in the gallery on the first floor of my school. This time, they feature the scenes and faces of Bangladesh. There's a fair bit of history behind each shot that orients you towards what you're looking at. I like. Then there is a box of mooncakes, the mid-autumn festival delicacy that you can get for free by sampling the tidbits at the stalls in any mall :P After a certain point of time, the assistants hovered protectively over the samples and didn't let me venture too near :P Loved the coffee flavoured mooncake samples, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, in Row 3 I was experimenting with different picture sizes. That's my new pendant which I got for my birthday 2 years ago. That's a nice place to sit enroute my school, on the North Spine of the NTU campus. And that's a lovely Odissi dance featuring dancers with very pretty eyes, at TFA during the Navratri festivities. Did you know that they paint tiny white V's on their nose? That makes their eyes look even bigger and more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people move out of the Students' Hostel, they throw their tables and couches and even their fridges. See if you can make out the dozen or so fridges in the dump in Row 4. Next is the Sultana Masjid close to Arab Street. Btw, Arab Street is nice. We ended up seated next to a crowd of wannabes, but it was worth anything to see 2 boys from my circle sport jingly scarves and then jiggle their hips like Shakira. And that's a pretty ring which Mom might like to get for herself for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Row 5 is random: there's a picture dedicated to Bapu and a picture with a bunny costume.  Oh ya, there are two little pictures which I've put in somewhere to show off my new shoes. Got em from Malacca, pretty cheap too. But the picture size was all wrong, so you can't make out what I was really shooting :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all that, I went pandal-hunting for the first time but found just one Pandal, said Hello Pandal, ate a good meal and came home. Also was amused at the picture of a farmer holding his "birds" at Serangoon MRT station. Don't mind, Mister Farmer, but this is a family portal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had an elaborate lunch party for 8, all of us cooked and joked and sang Sanu songs together :) For dessert, there was pineapple halwa and jalebi. Jealous yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-412631326929082002?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/412631326929082002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=412631326929082002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/412631326929082002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/412631326929082002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/10/snapshots.html' title='Snapshots'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SsjwIkc9ApI/AAAAAAAAGPA/W8996uq3uwA/s72-c/Desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-2618305623276899554</id><published>2009-09-28T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:38:26.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ID crisis'/><title type='text'>Where Am I? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SsFxG64XSOI/AAAAAAAAGGQ/FHioS-MJusc/s1600-h/school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SsFxG64XSOI/AAAAAAAAGGQ/FHioS-MJusc/s400/school.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386710993010641122" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-2618305623276899554?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2618305623276899554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=2618305623276899554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2618305623276899554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/2618305623276899554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-am-i.html' title='Where Am I? :)'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SsFxG64XSOI/AAAAAAAAGGQ/FHioS-MJusc/s72-c/school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8475774866454903497</id><published>2009-09-24T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:39:26.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>New Lessons</title><content type='html'>1. Trance music helps you focus better.&lt;br /&gt;2. When Gtalk doesn't work, you will hear pings and read offliners in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;3. It appears that it's nesting time for all single folks out there. And those who are still single are desperately looking to mingle.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sometimes it's too late to chicken out of big decisions ;) PhD it might be, after all.&lt;br /&gt;5. When you're a PhD student, you're expected to have an opinion about everything.&lt;br /&gt;6. Indo-pak tension, chimney collapses, Patil's son's candidacy: all these things seem more important when you're thousands of miles away from home shores.&lt;br /&gt;7. Fmylife.com makes everything seem better. :D&lt;br /&gt;8. Maybe I should learn to be open-minded about several things, but consensual incest will always horrify me. If Mackenzie Philips were in India, she would be lynched, behind bars and burnt as an effigy within the span of 24 hours. Even though it probably took two to tango. Not saying I agree with such treatment. But we Indians are an emotional lot, you know. And a little bit fanatical too.&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;US mein sab pagal hote hain aur stoned hote hain&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aur anonymous hote hain aur ramble on karte hain aur fir unko block karna padhta hai kyonki out of hand hote hain.&lt;/span&gt; Now I am very sorry Mr. Wrong Guy For Me but genuinely things are better this way and thank you for not trying to contact me again.&lt;br /&gt;10. It is difficult to condense a 30-page write-up to 10 pages. Gawdhelpme.&lt;br /&gt;11. It's useful to have friends who think in black and white when you dwell in shades of grey. Never underestimate their importance.&lt;br /&gt;12. If you get a tooth-coloured filling, chances are that it will be sensitive to cold for upto a couple of weeks afterwards. Too bad, tch tch. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ab bhugto&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;13. It is fun to have someone pack a tiffin for you :) I miss Nani every morning now.&lt;br /&gt;14. For the world you are someone, but for someone you are the world. Never confuse romance with love. Your parents love you. Roger that.&lt;br /&gt;15. Sometimes you can look forward to having lunch at breakfast-time if it means sharing the table with a friend who was on a month-long &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ramadan&lt;/span&gt; fast. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8475774866454903497?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8475774866454903497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8475774866454903497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8475774866454903497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8475774866454903497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-lessons_24.html' title='New Lessons'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-4319800391627316623</id><published>2009-09-22T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:51:08.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><title type='text'>Snapshots of September</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SrjenYKxTUI/AAAAAAAAF8E/XMtZec-VVDo/s1600-h/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SrjenYKxTUI/AAAAAAAAF8E/XMtZec-VVDo/s400/random.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384298122605317442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Top Row: &lt;/span&gt;A buffet of colourful shoes and a buffet on "safety". Spotted on the school's noticeboard: "Do not undress my love, you may find a mannequin; Do not undress a mannequin, You may find my love". A delicious and simple vegetarian &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thali &lt;/span&gt;at Komala Vilas, Little India. The ambience was exactly like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chamanji's&lt;/span&gt;, Sector 7 Panchkula :) I have been visiting the Changi Airport a LOT; most recently, today! A picture of billy,willy and silly the day willy was not unwell ;) And a cute lil rabbit at one of the pet stores in Suntec City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Row Two: &lt;/span&gt;Colourful, pointless exhibit at Chinatown. Graffiti in Farrer Park: "All animals are equal, But some are more equal than others"(George Orwell). Blu and me, under an arch of balloons :D A lovely Indonesian lunch at The House of Sundan, Suntec City. The walk home from Yoha. A cat snoozing in a baby stroller :) And finally, percussion instruments at Damaru :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Row Three: &lt;/span&gt;A drop of water on my report manuscript, managed to save it from the avalanche of water :P Adrian said I'm (it's) an accident waiting to happen, and he's right. A pretty set of rings, and our balcony in the morning from where a sparrow hops in and pecks for food scraps in the kitchen. A sneakily taken picture aboard the MRT, of a man wearing a t-shirt with a Punjabi tagline! All dressed up for Damaru, pipe dreams and poor spelling skills of the Malays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Row Four: &lt;/span&gt;Ankle and anklet. &lt;a href="http://manjujaidka.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-tota-in-singapore.html"&gt;Superwoman descends on Singapore&lt;/a&gt;, albeit for four hours only :) Blu's dream vacation, began with a golden sunset and ended with dampened spirits :-/ Yati's candycane socks, my visit to the Nanyang lake. Let's use the stapler gently, shall we? And finally, the solitude doesn't bite anymore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Row Five: &lt;/span&gt;Bangles. Did you know that there is nothing better than a good friend, except a good friend with chocolate? I may politely disagree ;) The acknowledgement section for my report which I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chepoed&lt;/span&gt; off a gtalk conversation with Ma. My favourite stationery shop in Singapore! Hello to the Merlion as we zoom past on our Duck Tour.  The chalk markings on the road which looked uncannily like a silly childhood symbol I used to make :) And finally. Keeping a fresh plate ready for dessert. Let's celebrate, because I cleared my confirmation exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-4319800391627316623?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4319800391627316623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=4319800391627316623' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4319800391627316623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/4319800391627316623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/snapshots-of-september.html' title='Snapshots of September'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SrjenYKxTUI/AAAAAAAAF8E/XMtZec-VVDo/s72-c/random.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-5832153439842756090</id><published>2009-09-20T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:37:51.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grrr'/><title type='text'>New Lessons</title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The International Classification of Diseases' life cycle for humans is as follows: a spurt of intense activity at birth; timeless adulthood, when one is afflicted with a range of woes that carry their own temporalities; and an inglorious, ill-defined end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Bowker's Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading and chewing on all this new stuff through an ultra-erudite course called Conceptual Foundations of Information Science. More about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: Snapshots of the past 3 weeks ji :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-5832153439842756090?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5832153439842756090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=5832153439842756090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/5832153439842756090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/5832153439842756090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-lessons.html' title='New Lessons'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1667559106963945996</id><published>2009-09-18T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T03:52:53.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sizzle'/><title type='text'>Cadbury's Koko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SrNhMoGeGoI/AAAAAAAAF1M/Zm2NMk_-dhE/s1600-h/10014+Cadburys+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SrNhMoGeGoI/AAAAAAAAF1M/Zm2NMk_-dhE/s400/10014+Cadburys+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382752849188756098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time to celebrate, 'cos Koko pass ho gayi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Update is that I suddenly don't feel like sticking around for a PhD.&lt;br /&gt;And it's absolutely okay to change my mind ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1667559106963945996?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1667559106963945996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1667559106963945996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1667559106963945996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1667559106963945996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/cadburys-koko.html' title='Cadbury&apos;s Koko'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SrNhMoGeGoI/AAAAAAAAF1M/Zm2NMk_-dhE/s72-c/10014+Cadburys+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-1939745609762026507</id><published>2009-09-17T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:37:51.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>Now I Know</title><content type='html'>You lost your cognitive authority for me when you affronted my strongest values...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, I found everything you said especially persuasive because I desperately desired your acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you might be an expert, but you're not my cognitive authority, and as such I have no interest whatsoever in your expertise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begone, darned pimple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-1939745609762026507?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1939745609762026507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=1939745609762026507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1939745609762026507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/1939745609762026507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-i-know.html' title='Now I Know'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-7926466990048909792</id><published>2009-09-13T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:39:43.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phd blues'/><title type='text'>Judgment Day</title><content type='html'>Dear Faculty Colleagues &amp;amp; Research Students,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ko J, Master's student from IS Division, will be having her formal presentation for her Masters confirmation (and conversion to PhD candidature). You are most welcomed to attend the presentation. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:                    Friday, 18 September 09&lt;br /&gt;Time:                   3pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue:                 Level 4 Conference Room&lt;br /&gt;Research Topic:   Multi-document Summarization of Research Papers&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor:          A/P Yes &amp;amp; Asst/P No&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-7926466990048909792?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7926466990048909792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=7926466990048909792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7926466990048909792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/7926466990048909792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/judgment-day.html' title='Judgment Day'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7222426070060311273.post-8559328106428368841</id><published>2009-08-29T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:21:14.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snapshots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>Snapshots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SpoTH95OJBI/AAAAAAAAFpc/iSL21k8UvKU/s1600-h/singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SpoTH95OJBI/AAAAAAAAFpc/iSL21k8UvKU/s400/singapore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375630132814685202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots of life in the past thirty days. There were days when I just sat down in the grass, on my way up the slope to school. Er. It might have had something to do with the fact that my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kolhapuris&lt;/span&gt; broke ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pleasure to be in Singapore in August. The sky looks pretty, the rains are cool and the outdoors are always inviting. The evenings are breezy and the sun is lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the fiasco lunch at Mount Emily's, where they give you olive oil as a dip for warm bread :P And that's me just before I fell sick and just after a stressful week. And I know someone who loves the word "delectable" so there's a picture for him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny was visiting for 2 nights this week! So some good shots of Singapore's skyline from his room window. Also some random sketching of a walking-talking-"sample" whom I spotted in Can B at teatime. I was sipping tea and thinking big thoughts for my Chapter 5. I think I drew her a nice set of knees. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nahi&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an unexpected visitor and he was in NTU for a bit to meet up with old profs and the waffles lady in Can 16. He hates being photographed though. And for one week (while I was deathly ill, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;), I had to wear formals every single day. It was fun. There was the AJCNLP conference at Suntec City, where I met some of the biggest names in my field. People whose papers I have cited and agonized over understanding :) I even had lunch with a very famous aunty and uncle on two consecutive days (and at the same restaurant!). There's a picture of the eyes of the prawn between the prongs of my fork. See it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new year, a new batch of students and new gimmicks to get them all excited about the tens of clubs and committees. One innovative publicity campaign had flyers all around the place and they had signs requesting you to fold it into paper planes or boats. I wrote letters this month and planned birthday surprises. I also doodled during meetings with Dr. Yes while he told me how esoteric and stupid my writing was. And there's one picture I took when I was at the edge of sanity last week ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.. I filled you in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7222426070060311273-8559328106428368841?l=jurongbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8559328106428368841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7222426070060311273&amp;postID=8559328106428368841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8559328106428368841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7222426070060311273/posts/default/8559328106428368841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jurongbird.blogspot.com/2009/08/snapshots.html' title='Snapshots'/><author><name>Ko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12137138498032902264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/RhjRO_Z0HYI/AAAAAAAAACw/JkeRIUWYkT8/s320/k1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eWhEjNFU0BM/SpoTH95OJBI/AAAAAAAAFpc/iSL21k8UvKU/s72-c/singapore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
