tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41450562024-03-13T21:46:37.553+00:00Charlotte Sometimes...Charl, Charly Barly, Kinky Pinky, Chappy, X Angel, Dulcinea, Odacian, Interactor, Brat, Linsteadian, Rafflesian, Sri Amanian, Sugar & Spice, Sadist but nice, you're right... maybe I'm just Charlotte sometimes...dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.comBlogger779125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-69971821038637026172007-06-18T23:34:00.001+01:002011-10-25T16:29:31.998+01:00Master Engineer...And with my final year project presentation finally tucked out of sight (it was soooo awful, I do not want to talk about it... except at length to everyone I meet), I am now (if I do not fail, touchwood) an ahMeng. Which is better than being an ahBeng, you'd agree.When I was still a wee lass in school, graduation and earning a degree seemed like such a big deal. But now, I've passed the thresholddulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-847178370882304442007-08-29T23:38:00.000+01:002007-08-30T00:46:23.018+01:00One last nightOne last night in London, one final post from me.I think I've figured it out, it's not the parks, nor cobbled stones, nor secret alley ways, nor English tea that I'll miss. It's the friends I'm leaving behind. It's my little brother who's got to cope on his own in the UK now. It's the EE guys whom I'll miss terribly when I'm in need of all-guy bullying to put me in my place. It's the MSOC people dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-16797048747190104322007-08-23T00:39:00.000+01:002007-08-23T01:09:22.420+01:00and so the rain falls...I can never separate rain from London, or so it seems. Walking back from West End, completely drenched with squeaky shoes, it was refreshing (although I doubt Kit who was drenched from head to toe felt the same).Despite all my previous posts that mentioned my time in London has outdone its welcome, I will miss this quaint city, its awful weather, and its cobbled stone roads which absolutely kill dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-35860073503010177882007-08-06T23:12:00.000+01:002007-08-06T23:38:15.025+01:00Next port of callIf you've been following my little journey around the world, you'd be happy to know that I've sailed back to London and I'm enjoying a spot of good weather that I've hardly seen in my last 4 years here.It's a little strange to come back not as a student, nor living the student life. No more dorm rooms, microwave pasta and torn jeans.And I miss it. Amidst all the luxury of owning a working life, Idulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-45095203891392547402007-07-20T06:01:00.000+01:002007-07-20T06:16:12.628+01:00Just so you know I'm alright...If it wasn't because my Nokia had died yesterday, and I had to switch on the phone my cousin gave me, I wouldn't have known that the world was searching for me in the aftermath of the steam explosion that rocked midtown New York on Wednesday.I was pretty far from the area really, and my biggest concern at that time was how to get to dinner on 17th street. But it was pretty massive, and I'm glad dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-6488574391053250752007-07-17T10:03:00.000+01:002007-07-17T10:24:17.610+01:00Dressing up or dressing downI just can't get the hang of it here. New York city is THE city, and should be every cosmopolitan girl's dream. But I just took a look at the clothes I brought, and it's more Penang beach bum than anything else. What was I thinking? That I was going on holiday in Miami?It's ironic that I am really most comfortable in my three quarters and my cheap birkenstock look-a-likes... when I've been a citydulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-20001329254910822942007-07-15T06:18:00.000+01:002007-07-15T06:25:51.288+01:00In the Big AppleIt took 22 hours to get all the way here... and now I have no idea where to go. It's taken awhile to adjust to the orientation of the map, and figure out where everyone is in this hotel. I couldn't even understand what the taxi driver from the airport was saying!"You wannago marnarten?""Huh?""Marnaten?""Wha- oh.. Manhattan, yes please, Manhattan"I'm not even sure which way to face to see the dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-9798173827090523182007-07-13T18:33:00.000+01:002007-07-13T18:40:13.646+01:00Goodbye Home againDo you know how hard it is to leave home?Every year my time spent at home has been getting shorter and shorter. And now that I've finished university and everyone expects me to be home for good... I have to disappoint them and tell them that my next port of call is new york, then london and finally hong kong for good.Keep in touch. Tell me about your lives, hopes and dreams. Tell me if you're dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-56474623766431478062007-07-02T12:26:00.000+01:002007-07-02T14:19:51.359+01:00Tagged againI could lie and say that I'm bored and this is my last resort for entertainment, but you know that won't be true. I love talking about myself more than the next person, so why wouldn't I do a meme especially if I've been tagged by Heng Kai? 1) Name one person who made you smile last night.Er, Sugs I guess. I was out with her getting a manicure and we were gossiping which makes me laugh a dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-51272355374244772822007-06-28T17:58:00.000+01:002007-06-28T18:19:24.823+01:00All things must come to an endWhen they said university would be the best days of your life... they were pretty much spot on. The last 4 years have had their ups and downs, and thankfully the scales are tipped on the side of the ups! And this blog has been following all of it silently. Or perhaps not that silently.This blog has narrated my journey, since I arrived home in Malaysia after those arduous years in Singapore, rightdulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-64370045834272057352007-06-27T13:07:00.000+01:002007-06-27T13:13:55.371+01:00In the land I call homeA few thousand feet above the ground, I could see the oil palm trees swaying and I felt... like I was home.The sun is brighter, the sambal belacan is spicier and the family folk are louder. If things stayed this way, I could live in this place forever.Honey, I'm home.dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-30210132644457614572007-06-14T14:18:00.001+01:002007-06-14T14:26:32.760+01:00Printed, Bound and SubmittedThere was supposed to be this feeling of ecstatic celebration, like fireworks, like a burst of confetti.But all I feel is the aftermath of a headache that has just only subsided. I'm not proud of myself, I probably did the worst project in my entire life. It only proves how much of an academic I am not! No, I will never do a PhD. It would be much too painful to subject me to that torture again.Sodulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-5879536459519548582007-06-13T06:56:00.000+01:002007-06-13T06:59:43.091+01:00All night longReport update as of now (without a conlusion) has reached a grand total of 46 pages - thanks to LaTeX and it's immense generosity of line spacing.Gonna nap for an hour and a half and pray that there is enough printing paper in the labs tomorrow. Then gonna present my draft to Dr. Mandic, discuss my new results, pray that he lets me include them, come back and rewrite the report, add in all my dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-69283193930343932412007-06-12T18:45:00.000+01:002007-06-12T18:47:54.417+01:00I have an inkling this headache is going to last all weekSo the report is due on Thursday and I have drafted up around 38 pages. Just another 12 more to reach that glorious number 50. After which I can attach all my code and place graphs and pictures wherever I please, until I reach that esteemed number 70.I hate writing reports. I'd rather just code and demonstrate my work for all to gawk at.dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-6052227962008581252007-06-09T14:31:00.000+01:002007-06-09T14:52:27.240+01:00The internet is really, really great...So at the eleventh hour yesterday, as I was trying to explain my code to a PhD student of my supervisor, he turns to me and says"Well, I've just discovered that the instantaneous frequencies are meaningless, but when the IMFs are in phase you can locate the spikes... which is what I am trying to do now but haven't succeeded yet"And with that my whole FYP just fell apart. My entire project rests dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-27338588583209386222007-06-07T10:15:00.000+01:002007-06-07T10:32:51.304+01:00News of the world... and all that goss...Yesterday was an interesting day in terms of fulfilling my gossip quota. This girl is after all gossip/pat-kua/kaypoh central.The first story wasn't so much gossip as congratulatory news. Congratulations to my ex-coursemate Asa and his wife, my ex high schoolmate, Awanis on the birth of their new baby Azalea! Such a pretty name!And following more baby news is the one we're awaiting from my dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-66926624247938372672007-06-05T23:20:00.000+01:002007-06-05T23:54:43.704+01:00Counting down the daysI never thought the end would be like this. I never thought I'd so desperately want to leave.So many Malaysians come here to stay, but after 4 years all I can say is - I've had enough, I want to go home.It's not that I've had a terrible time. I've had the time of my life, and you'd better believe it that I've had. I'll miss the good laughs in the JCR, the endless bridge and Dai dee card games, dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-81289613373068134292007-06-02T11:51:00.000+01:002007-06-02T11:57:25.866+01:00I.Want.To.Go.Home!!!It sounds a lot louder when screamed in my head.--------------------------... the irony of uni life is that, at the end of the day you really have to do some work in order to graduate respectfully... i am saying this in regards to my unfinshed FYP... oh, to be an unfinished song or novel or script instead... but no, i am only an unfinished 50 page report (which hasn't even been compiled in LaTeX dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-1075602949557479422004-02-01T02:35:00.000+00:002007-05-31T01:16:56.342+01:002 am
and the swirls through the darkness of her mind
she's a little girl again
sweet smile
dark eyes
with dreams of dreams
of dreams
i used to read chicklit
and snigger
because i believed
(naively)
i'd never become one of them
women of the millenium
confused with what they want
with dreams of dreams
of dreams
and she has fears
little girl fears
which cloud her mind
and translate into tears
dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-1109990902272399962005-03-05T02:39:00.000+00:002007-05-31T01:15:53.659+01:00It snowed very prettily this morningAs I stepped out of my doorBlurry eyed at 8.45amHair uncombedClothes pulled on in hasteReciting demodulation steps under my breathZero-crossingCoherant demodulatorsMinimum Shift KeyingM-nite at the back of my mind Like a stubborn tumourAnd then there was snowCoating the cars in blanketsFrosting the walkwaysLightly dusting the bushes and grassAnd even the dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-5252173587887829192007-01-24T09:03:00.000+00:002007-05-31T01:15:39.145+01:00Ladies and Gentlemen, frost yourselves!When I opened my eyes this morning, everything outside my window was in a hazy blue monochrome. My first thought was, who's gone and played around with the RGB levels, and then I realised...Winter is finally here. Heap on the frost and wind and snow!dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-1074248534834277862004-01-16T10:22:00.000+00:002007-05-31T01:15:10.359+01:00Why won't it snow in London? Then I won't have to resort to making my own snowflakes!
Weather check: Max - 8 deg, Min - 2 deg, Wind speed - 13 (Imagine's self blown away on umbrella ala Mary Poppins)dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-1075317898656754292004-01-28T19:24:00.000+00:002007-05-31T01:15:10.358+01:00It snowed today
Beautiful light feathery snow
All over Beit quad
Sugar coating MSoc first years
Giggling and screaming
Shouting and squeaking (that's me!)
"It's snowing! It's snowing!"
Aiming and flinging
Crisp, packed snowballs
at my back
on my head
down my blouse
Just my blouse
because I forgot to put my coat and gloves on
Walking back in the snow
Pointing at the frosted white cars
Shuffling dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-1075391644400624842004-01-29T15:54:00.000+00:002007-05-31T01:15:10.357+01:00The lure of the snow is just too great... I ponned 2 lectures to walk in Hyde Park with Lionel and Alex to see simple things like grass covered snow, pigeons roosting on snow covered bushes, snowmen and other snow creatures, ducks paddling hard against the Serpentine current... but it was certainly 2 hours well spent!
psst... New Photos!!!dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145056.post-1111964794282785952005-03-27T23:06:00.000+01:002007-05-31T01:14:24.305+01:00This is exactly why you should never allow yourself to succumb to a full fledged flu just before taking a one week holiday across snow, frost and ice! You'll end up half drugged like me, bundled in layers and layers until I resembled a dumpling, and coming back to the hostel to rest before it got properly dark (which was the only thing we could do anyway because it seems there isn't much of a dulcineahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06844476967704944301noreply@blogger.com0