<?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-31586069</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:56:05.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Disillusioned~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-6379208886474254351</id><published>2008-11-26T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:12:32.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.5 months after my last post, i shall still abide by my thoughts and perspectives =)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my determination to keep these thoughts and perspectives mean that I'm a changed person eh? haha! Somehow i became slightly more effective at persuading myself to become less aggressive and judgemental. I wonder how much more effective though? Mebbe towards some only... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-6379208886474254351?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/6379208886474254351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=6379208886474254351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6379208886474254351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6379208886474254351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-5618877348370249894</id><published>2008-10-12T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:34:35.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just taken my first step towards my resolution.&lt;br /&gt;Only a few people know what it means...&lt;br /&gt;That first step towards cutting the line was not an easy step, and it wasn't easy for me to bear with but I will hold on.&lt;br /&gt;Despite my actions being inappropriate and illogical, my closest friends still supported me&lt;br /&gt;I thank them for that support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope history will be history&lt;br /&gt;but history continues to haunt me non-stop in different disguises&lt;br /&gt;"history repeats itself"&lt;br /&gt;Maybe nothing is history unless those events become invisible and out of reach&lt;br /&gt;or the perpetrators are enlightened about how much hurt and sorrow they are causing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the perpetrators usually have no idea or assumes too much&lt;br /&gt;I learnt in nursing that what matters most isn't what is logical or illogical&lt;br /&gt;but whether one learns to understand another's perspectives&lt;br /&gt;People can view a simple event differently&lt;br /&gt;I view it my way and you view it yours&lt;br /&gt;The most difficult part is, whether i can understand how you perceive it&lt;br /&gt;and accept it&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe such a theory is just delusional&lt;br /&gt;because everyone's self-centred and selfish nowadays&lt;br /&gt;that includes me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to expect that much now&lt;br /&gt;so i shall cut off the line&lt;br /&gt;and save the trouble for every self-centred person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hopes i can smile more widely than before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-5618877348370249894?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/5618877348370249894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=5618877348370249894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/5618877348370249894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/5618877348370249894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-just-taken-my-first-step-towards-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-6668223380213402560</id><published>2008-10-11T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T02:29:35.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to mention happy stuff...&lt;br /&gt;i) i played ultimate frisbee today!! so nice~~~ i miss playing ultimate frisbee back in hwachong. used to be so much more fun playing in the central plaza. Well, the frisbee i brought over is kinda breaking into pieces but today, victory brought her frisbee down! it's a super nice one like those that mx has. Then since we had more ppl playing frisbee todae, we managed to start a game of ultimate frisbee with 3 per team =) initially ppl were getting bored because no one was scoring but once they found out that it was not that difficult to score, everyone was motivated to play! then a series of scoring came la.. but we became too tired from playing cos there were only 3 ppl running round the whole area in each team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) after starting my semester 2, i got to involve myself in mroe game sports like badminton and frisbee which i really enjoyed myself playing (at least, they r the 2 games i can play well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii) i returned hy's uncle's coat already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-6668223380213402560?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/6668223380213402560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=6668223380213402560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6668223380213402560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6668223380213402560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-to-mention-happy-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-2874753164499090203</id><published>2008-09-10T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T08:45:08.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just felt disappointed again... Maybe my likes just didn't click with the rest. The things that i like to do didn't click with the rest. Whatever i really really like, no one actually likes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love playing music together with other people. i just like the idea of playing in groups, or just duets. I just like singing along with other people, dancing with other people, i just like immersing myself in music together with the others. but the people around me don't like it the way i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like soloing, that's why i've never entered a single examination or competition. I'm not playing music for the sake of some grade to prove that i'm a skilful person. I'm not out to prove that i'm an expert in music. I just like the idea of enjoying myself while playing music. I improve myself constantly not just because i'm some blardy competitive person. I just like the exposure to more music to gain more experience. In order to play more music, and more difficult, and nicer pieces, the only method was to improve myself. If i'm really such a competitive person, i'd be rushing to obtain grades, get some diploma or whatever and show the whole world that HEY! i'm the best around here, don't mess with me. If i'm really such a competitive person, i'd probably enjoy solos more than orchestras. Orchestras do not allow u to stand out at all. In fact, u can only be any other player in the group. I don't mind solos from time to time, but only in orchestra pieces. i don't really want to play a solo in front of the audience. yes, i'm not that good. but even if i am, i don't really want it either. a solo part is good, but not a solo piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't like playing by myself. i feel so lonely, and i feel that the music is horrible. Never mind that it's chinese music or whatever. Any music... i don't mind sitting there and listen, but i wanna play together too. forget it. Maybe i'm just some eccentric and unique brat who revolves around some group effect crap. I shall stop listening. I'll just do what i like. I'll just go out as per normal in search of things i like to do and dedicate myself to it. I'm sure i'm able to find people who similarly, just enjoy the idea of playing music, and enjoy the idea of playing together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think it's time to stop assumptions from going around. i'm sick of it, sick of admitting myself to things that are not true. i'm sick of holding on to one-sided rltns. i'm sick of tolerating all the rubbish in the world, including myself. i shall be the other me, mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-2874753164499090203?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/2874753164499090203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=2874753164499090203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2874753164499090203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2874753164499090203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-felt-disappointed-again.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-5393594177219191780</id><published>2008-08-18T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T07:47:58.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Initially, i tot today's practice will be quite boring. well, they just had a performance ytd. So i went, and they started to watch a video of solos. hmm, i wasn't watching cos i was on the phone. i felt so paiseh... like i just came and i was so preoccupied with the phone that i din join the rest for quite a while. well, the phonecall was more impt than the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we started orchestra-prac after the video at about 9+. like finally and i was soo happy. well, the songs are of kebun baru standard la. just needa sight-read and it's sufficient. i had my own fun playing music =) during the breaks, i began to practise those solos i learnt before. how much i've deproved! i was using the lousy erhu either qing or shan was using the prev time. it's really lousy la. it can't produce nice high-pitched sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the guy's name, but it's probably the best erhu player in that orchestra. well, i shall name him "that guy". That guy was the only guy around. apparently, the other hongkongers din come. so it was just the 2 of us supporting the whole group. he's quite good and nice actually. he's nice to talk to, unlike first impression. well, he may be kinda ego sometimes too but when our bowing was in contradicting directions, we were like laughing at each other. he helped me quite a bit during the songs. if only he was exposed to more difficult music, he'll become a really good player n one who can appreciate good music. he's gonna bring his HuHanRou erhu for me nex week =DD weee!! good erhu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, after i went off during dinner to catch the 6.35pm 350 bus, i waited in vain for quite some time, only to miss the 250 bus. Then i realised that they changed the entire stupid bus schedule and the 6.35pm bus was taken away. i was like wth wth wth. so i rushed off to take the tram to get to jaey's place to try her choc cake. haha...i reached rather late but well, just in time to savour the cake. it was nice! expectedly. i hope i dun get food poisoning =.= but it's really nice. i wouldn't mind the once-in-a-blue-moon cheesecake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya...for some reason, i keep meeting a lot of people i know todae. during the one hr break, i met Dominic whom i haven't talked to in ages but i managed to exchange a few words with him. Then i met charles whom i haven't talked to ever since the dinner but well, i was rushing off to the bus terminal when i met him. hmm... who else... i can't recall. i just remember talking to many people todae, even though the conversations were rather short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about myself for some time. am i taking things for granted? well, recently, i tend to adopt a external locus of control, trying to blame people for many things. but i failed to reflect upon my own mistakes. i sae things as though i noe a lot, but i dun really understand the whole situation. i may perceive things in one way, but the other party may be thinking in the opposite direction. by doing so, i may have failed to notice cues that someone is in need of help. I think i'm being too self-centred these days, thinking that the world revolves around me. well, it's not usually so. i think it's time i become more humble and stop being mean to other people. while i complained about being hurt, i think i'm also hurting some others in the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-5393594177219191780?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/5393594177219191780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=5393594177219191780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/5393594177219191780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/5393594177219191780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/08/initially-i-tot-todays-practice-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-2032149582527576397</id><published>2008-08-14T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T07:17:04.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from the dinner. I really did enjoy myself. i think it's one of the best dinner i've ever had. It made dinners like the faculty and glenn dinner pale in comparison. It was held at this place called Leonda at Yarra in Hawthorn. it's a very nice but posh place. took us about 0.5hrs to get there by chartered bus. every single girl was wearing skirts except us. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People whom i knew include py, faezah, sam, chinatsu and yuki. there were fellow glennies like michelle from my floor. I know that 2 more were from my floor too. forgot their names. lol. There weren't many glennies around though. We were assigned to specific seats and tables. py got to sit with the warden and anthony and the other glennies. haha. i was away from her. i sat with yuki and a few other internationals. my table was famously known as the internationals table according to Dai Harris. Yuki, me, Nhu (frm graduate house), charles (menzies), Galle (menzies. dun think her name's spelling was rite) and another chisholm guy (which i dislike) were sitting together with the director of LTI. haha. Yuki, charles, galle and i talked quite a bit. galle's from mauritius, like sharon. Her sister is staying in sg! in sengkang too!! behind my house too!!!! haha!! charles was very nice to talk to. i actually saw him on quite a few occasions but i guess today's the day where i really got to know him. yuki!! miss miss miss nice nice yuki =) i wanna go osaka and stay at yuki's place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the post: FOOD of course =) it was a 3 course meal. it started with an entree. some salad thing with meat. it had a tasty sauce. i think it was sweet chilli sauce, mixed with veg, some beehoon and yea, meat.  main course was chicken. according to py's style of description = it's tender, juice and moist. when u bite it, the juice just squirts out and the sauce blends in very well with the chicken. HAHA! ok i don't sound like her. faezah and i were betting that she would describe it that way. unfortunately, her piece of chicken wasn't that desirable =P there was salmon also and it looked really good. there was potatoes as side dish. the potato didn't look tantalizing at all but it tasted so so so good. the salad was really awesome too. dessert was the highlight of the whole thing! it was this triple chocolate with a thin layer of choc cake at the bottom. it was so so so wonderful. i just savoured every single mouthful. so sinful! but i love it so much. chinatsu and i were chanting..."mousse mousse mousse" when we saw the cake coming out =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole involves... entertainment = music played by students from the different colleges. it was quite nice. i really liked the music. then everyone started dancing at the end of the dinner. it was very funnie! seeing dai harris and linda kirkman dance. linda kirkman is so so nice and cute. haha! there were many other people dancing too. I actually saw bill mcguinness there! i think he was representing health sciences. This is the first time i enjoyed dancing with the rest of the people. it was not the party party kind. it's not like...drinking and dancing. it was just like grooving to the music: retro and other good songs. but the dance ended with the wild strawberries song which i hated. oh well, py wun dance of course. budden, the chisholm people joined in. sam really liked dancing hurr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. it was quite nice. we saw the funny side of many ppl there. py probably enjoyed chatting with anthony and bret =p well, made a few friends too i guess, like charles and galle. but i forgot to get their contacts. oh, i got to know some other glennies too. dunno whether we'll talk when we meet again but i hope we will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-2032149582527576397?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/2032149582527576397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=2032149582527576397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2032149582527576397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2032149582527576397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-came-back-from-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-2789486851726637315</id><published>2008-08-13T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:10:20.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonite's the night of the gala dinner. I wonder what i haven't updated about. Hmm, was just wondering, what kind of good food they'll provide us. Glenn's formal dining isn't that nice. It just looks better, not like some random buffet we have everyday. the only good thing about glenn formal dining is the dessert =) the dessert is awfully good for the 2 formal dinings we had. we had fruit tarts and muffin with caramel. well, not all people like it. i do =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday i was fairly irritated with some comments i received. well, people tend to view our group of glennies as muggers, studious, no fun. Well, i admit the muggers part. but i disagreed that our group lacked fun. We have our own share of fun, in a different way. The other internationals partying and chatting as part of their fun and activities. I'm aware that they do go out together sometimes of trips but it involves partying. Partying may be the mainstream culture over here, but it doesn't mean that it's the only source of "fun" and the only other meaning to "fun". i may not be sporty, but that doesn't mean that the rest are very sporty either? I think most of the time they just stay in the room and watch shows or play comp games? is that defined as having "life"? and us, the constant muggers = no "life"?&lt;br /&gt;Our fun involves cooking together, playing around together in the davidson room, playing music together, chatting, going out together sometimes and playing our own kind of games. we don't party (except for me) because we don't accept that as "fun".&lt;br /&gt;I'm also quite irritated at the fact they classify us as "those singaporeans". It's an individual thing. we, happen to be mostly singaporeans, just tend to do things similarly. It's a pity that the person failed to view us individually. At least, i don't classify his countrymen as all party kids who don't bother about studying and care only about drinking even though most of them do (shan't mention the country). at least, i noticed an exception somewhere in the very same college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympics update. Stephanie rice won 2 gold medals! way to go, pretty girl! and eamon sullivan is on the road to winning his gold medal!! sullivan better win something. and i hope the two of them get together again after olympics =D haha...wonder i'm watching the olympics for. looking forward to synchronized swimming! missed out diving but oh well. good job tao li! for getting into the finals =) I've been reading aussie news everyday for olympics update. well, the news is all about aussies... so i noe more about the participants in aussie than elsewhere except for michael phleps. haha... that amazing water guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, yesterday there was this "slums" thing going on after dinner. it's this binge drinking + drinking games kinda thing between guys and girl organised by the seniors for the juniors. it was insane. people were drunk by 9+ when sharon and i were watching olympics. could see some RAs busy carrying drunk ppl back. What's worse was, we witnessed 2 girls spraining the ankles or injuring their legs. i think it was horrible because we could see that the girls were in extreme pain. hmmm.. wonder why they still have it. could see that many ppl were having hangovers and behaving weirdly even in the morning during brekkie. some ppl din go for lects. apparently, edgar witnessed a making-out incident. lol!  and right before slums started, the toilets outside my area were flooded. wth. i have to walk a long way to get to the next toilet. so shitty. and someone obviously forgot to flush the toilet after shitting in the morning. zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-2789486851726637315?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/2789486851726637315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=2789486851726637315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2789486851726637315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2789486851726637315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/08/tonites-night-of-gala-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1840122217338228670</id><published>2008-08-10T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T06:37:29.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trying to be a good girl, constantly updating my blog. I wonder how long i can persist. But well, whenever i start to blog, i neglect reading other blogs. zzz... when can i establish that balance?&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been a really busy one. The busy times started on thurs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few of us skipped a lecture to go out to ikea to get qing shan's prezzies. We didn't take very long to get there but we took quite a bit of time to choose the presents. As usual, ikea and its huge selection of products never failed to stop me from scrutinizing every single one. There were many toys, some of which i was veri tempted to get for myself which i wouldn't wanna get on my bdae either =P If only ikea sells bolsters. We got giraffes to add to their collection of toys. then, py and i headed off to the city. PY went to buy materials for sat's pot luck and i went imax to buy tickets for fri's The dark knight session. By the time we got back, we were really tired. i din manage to do anything after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On fri, morning was packed with a lecture and a self-practice session of assessing vital stats. Missies came to my room to have lunch after that. from evening onwards, after dinner, the glennies + ahxiang went out to the city to meet the rest of the people. We met at federation square for the olympics pre-games. There wasn't much at the pregames... just some intro of athletes. There was face-painting there so some of us got our faces painted with icons of the Beijing olympics.  then some of us got handphone keychains with the olympic mascots. hehhh... my single handphone keychain got all 5 mascots on it =D We couldn't catch the opening ceremony because of the movie. Well, i din regret missing the ceremony either because the movie at IMAX was simply great. The screen was HUGE and yea, the place accommodated many many people. it was full house that night (the 9.40pm show). there were scenes of people jumping down from buildings and how i hate those scenes because of my height phobia. I was clinging to Gin (who's beside me). zzz... Well, heath ledger was great. a pity...such a good actor... Well, we rushed back just in time to watch the end of the opening ceremony where the olympic torch was passed to the last person. the guy who was hoisted up and ran the whole stadium in the air, i really admire him. His stamina and stuff are really really good. it's really spectaculer, the last scene and everything else in the end. i bet the front was even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sat, i was kept busy the moment i woke up. went to preston to shop for pot luck. py, jo and i decided to cook cup corn and agar-agar. We got the stuff and by the time we reached back at glenn, it was already 1pm. Then we started making agar-agar while i cooked lunch. I fried elbows with nasi goreng paste and sambal anchovies. The taste was acceptable =P Our agar-agar was a bit weird in the sense that, we couldn't get some of the clumping off. well, somehow we pulled it off. Then we started cooking corn. omg...we used a whole lot of butter. better not let those who ate the corn find out. Then we were kept busy with preparing for qing shan's bdae surprise. We were designing the ice cream we bought for them as part of the surprise. i got a rude shock when i came in to find py n jo eating frm the ice cream tubs. actually, they were creating channels to form the names so that we can drop rainbow chips in. HAHA! Then after that, i went back to my room to prepare the presents for the 2 of them: creating dog tags for their giraffes. after that py and i went out to get the bdae cake. we took the security bus and we met qing shan at the bus terminal!! lol! actually, they din really see us (shan told us later that she did). we ran off to hide behind a wall while waiting for them to leave. zzz... in the end, we missed the tram and the shop was closing in a few mins time. so i ran all the way to the shop (about one tram stop's dist) to stop the shop from closing. it was super cold so i think my throat was partially frozen. We got the cake =D After that, we headed back to glenn for the parade. Yea... we surprised qing shan the moment we got back (who thought the cake was for ndp). NDP parade was quite nice, but as usual, i nearly fell asleep during the performance part after the march. The food kept me awake =) After the parade, we surprised the two of them with their fav flavours of icecream and new member to their soft toy collection. haha... all of us ended up dancing the hwachong mass dances together. i think some of them found it fun =) well, i guess i had the most fun. When everyone left, the glennies (sharon, py, jo, me and nic the ex-glenny) stayed around to play the piano and watch youtube videos and sang along until about 1am. lol...&lt;br /&gt;I think the celebrating ndp overseas has made it more significant. I was very proud of my own country at that moment. well, i really missed home too...esp when my extended family went out together to celebrate my grandma's bdae. chilli crab =( i got to meet my grandma over 3G =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired tired tired on sunday. Tried to do some studying. finding time to relax and watch shows... but cos i slept too much to recover energy, i din do much either. haiiiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~possess the protection for my happiness: the omomodi. but what does "my happiness" represents? does it mean everything? I hope it includes all aspects of my life~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1840122217338228670?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1840122217338228670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1840122217338228670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1840122217338228670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1840122217338228670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/08/trying-to-be-good-girl-constantly.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-8894852662614936803</id><published>2008-08-05T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:12:32.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very lazy to blog, but i shall blog again.&lt;br /&gt;Just some updates about life.&lt;br /&gt;- Semester 2 started and a load of work has just been thrown upon me&lt;br /&gt;- I went Tasmania during the june/july hols and had quite a bit of fun there. I had my real experience with snow and snowing and i made plenty of snowmen and snowangels and snow figurines. i think that's the highlight of the whole trip =D see my snowangel on my msn display pic.&lt;br /&gt;- Hy came to melb and we went to many places in melb like dandenong, belgrave and mt buller.&lt;br /&gt;- After coming back from Tazzie, went out wif jaey n gang to some laserquest thing at crown casino. quite fun leh, considering that i was within top 3 for both games. heh...showing off now.&lt;br /&gt;- Then, on one of the weekends, we went to erm, davina's place to celebrate her 21st bdae at Wangarratta. That place is really sweet and davina's place is really really huge! she has her own garden and stuff. We made sushi at her place at part of appetizers and i succeeded at my 2nd attempt at making onigiri! Weee! Then erm we just hung around her house for dinner and so on. I love davina's cat, called ella. She's such a nice cat to cuddle (no lah, just scratch and stroke only)&lt;br /&gt;Did have quite a bit of fun over there with the rest of the ppl, but i guess i was really really tired at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;- Lotsa work to do, but apparently, most of my weekends are occupied with random stuff. This fri, will be watching dark knight at IMAX (something like omnitheatre in sg). Sat, we'll be celebrating national dae in glenn. LOL! it'll be a "party" at davidson room.&lt;br /&gt;-Visited jaey on my way to CO (as described in the prev post). she treated me to wonderful wonderful ritz bikkies with CHEESE in the middle =) unavailable in aussie unfortunately. i can't wait for her cheetos to arrive so that i can munch on them when i drop by her room on the nex CO prac. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-8894852662614936803?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8894852662614936803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=8894852662614936803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8894852662614936803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8894852662614936803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/08/very-lazy-to-blog-but-i-shall-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1528497569892758001</id><published>2008-08-05T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:08:58.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall update for my own convenience and to waste my own time.&lt;br /&gt;Just went for a CO practice yesterday and i really enjoyed it even though the standards are not as high as the ones i used to have.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm on youtube and listening to some CO songs like Gu Du Feng Qing and suddenly, i just wondered, wow...i remembered playing the song but i can't remember where i played it. Is it because i played too many songs that i can't remember where i played it or who i played it with? I thought situational cues will help me remember. But i really enjoyed those CO performances i used to have. I joined so many COs, seeking challenge, experience, skills and friends and i never regretted wasting so much time on my own little passion which can only stay at that limited level of competency due to personal limitations.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm in melb and i'm no longer in a chinese dominated culture. My little desire to immerse myself in the chinese music is rekindled and i really hope that i'll have a chance to keep in touch with the culture. I probably regretted not going for any csco practices last year during my working year. Now i understand the feeling of "appreciating something well when it's taken away from you and appreciating it more when u have the opportunity to possess it again"&lt;br /&gt;While listening to the song Gu Du Feng Qing, i finally recalled playing this song with CSCO. I think i gained a significant amount of experience and fun while with that group whom i'm close to, but not so close to. I'm really afraid of going back and facing my teacher/conductor after "running" away from the orchestra. i really want to go back, even during last year. I just contacted Darrel, the kind senior who's always ready to help me, and apparently still remembers me through facebook. He introduced me to this new CO, chao feng CO, probably the only CO in melb.&lt;br /&gt;Chao Feng reminds me of KBCCCO, which i joined when i was in sec 4. It was a CO full of passionate uncles and aunties and occasionally, some young ppl. We played really traditional CO songs and i guess the standard of the songs weren't enough to satisfy my desire for challenging ones. Now, chaofeng is the only CO and there's no way for me to move on and search for more experienced and skilled COs. It is full of young people, seemingly quite passionate. The only downside is that, there's insufficient people and lack of resources for us to play more challenging songs (aka modern CO songs). At this moment while i'm listening to CO songs through youtube, i just missed home, and missed the companion of my instrument, the chinese music and the company of people whom i had a lot of fun pitting my skills against.&lt;br /&gt;qing shan obviously don't like my competitive nature. I'm just seeking fun out of playing together and pitting skills. I love playing in groups and i dun like solos. This is so that i can enjoy some socialising through an avenue known as chinese music. That's the reason why i don't pick on any downsides of the CO, i've no other options already. That's the only CO, if i don't join, there goes my passion. It's just like how i left my passion of manga back in singapore and i missed it a lot a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone understand that? Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1528497569892758001?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1528497569892758001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1528497569892758001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1528497569892758001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1528497569892758001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/08/shall-update-for-my-own-convenience-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-8013963521184540606</id><published>2008-05-08T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:58:37.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Xuetying just got a huge bunch of us hooked on to watching proposal daisakusen. I dunno the intensity of "hookness" each of us are... but i'm quite hooked to it. I think i quite like the story plot. it's kind of sweet but kind of lame... wad.. "hallelujah chance!" and must pose somemore. I used to not like yamapi because 1) i dunno who he is 2) everyone likes him. gladys whole dae yamapi yamapi... i can't rmb but izzit jaey? she oso yamapi yamapi... but flamez would be tamaki tamaki =D i like tamaki too! but it's the tamaki in ouran high school la... not the one in nodame&lt;br /&gt;I seriously seriously think that yamapi resembles a lot like kimura takuya, as in the actions and their behaviour. i don't know, maybe it's just the character in proposal daisakusen. they don't really like to talk about their true feelings. Just that, yamapi is more lame and funny in this show la. oh well, maybe it's just the show, not the guy. I wanna continue watching soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... my life hasn't been changing much though.&lt;br /&gt;I went out with felicia to the city to meet the rest of the 75ers. Zhanpei, jaey, yaqi and daphne came! (they r the only ones anyway). we had dinner at mekong...this vietnamese restaurant. felicia and i shared the usual beef noodles because the soup is awesome. Then we talked a lot after dinner. I can't remember what we talked about but it was kind of sweet listening to zhanpei niao jaey the whole night. he was niao-ing jaey about her drinking during dinner. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yea...yesterday there was Glenn ball and many people went. I didn't go la.. it's more expensive than prom. I was out after lessons at 3pm to do an interview and i couldn't rush back in time to see the super empty dining hall. Kind of disappointed but i guess i'm ok. I can always see it during june when there's really no one except internationals around. It's really quiet and nice and i could create any havoc i want in the corridoor. but well, my floormates were back rather early. I think many ppl had hangovers? hee... i'm not sure. then yea, at night, all of us just gathered in the davidson room to watch 2 episodes of proposal daisakusen. kinda missing gokusen... it's really funnie and there's oguri shun inside!! weee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain life now. I guess i'm being quite neutral towards everything and i'm just trying to relax my mind. I hope i'll keep it this way =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya.. i realised, my penpal found my pics somewhere and obviously, he saw it. zzzzz... I haven't seen his. he probably found it on frenster or facebook ba... bleahhhh... i wanna see his picture too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-8013963521184540606?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8013963521184540606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=8013963521184540606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8013963521184540606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8013963521184540606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/05/xuetying-just-got-huge-bunch-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-233462761238041668</id><published>2008-04-30T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T08:43:43.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assignments piling...&lt;br /&gt;Things to do piling...&lt;br /&gt;Decisions to make piling...&lt;br /&gt;Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like slacking everyday and watch fushigi yuugi/naruto everyday! There's still so many movies i haven't finished watching! There's so much shopping i wanna do too!! ahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall find one fine morning to go to the city and do some rushed shopping for winter stuff =) I can't wait for end of june to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some updates:&lt;br /&gt;Great Ocean Road was great!!! Beautiful Loch Ard Gorge, 12 Apostles, Bell's Beach, Apollo Bay, Lighthouse... wahhhhh!!! i wanna go again!&lt;br /&gt;Footy... didn't get to watch live at the stadium but i watched from a tv outside a cafe. looks really exciting. Collingwood won essendon though... I think essendon was thrashed. Really liked the atmosphere in the stadium as part of the audience. well, went to watch Anzac day parade instead, but that's about it. Then toured around city aimlessly with the rest. There were 2 photos i took on tt dae that were really really hilarious. I was attempting to take myself and the background... then somehow, certain humans appeared at the back =.= with funny expressions =.=  Getting those up on facebook soon.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping trip with jaey. aiyo... spent so much on random stuff. lol... and the pancakes at the pancake place was simply fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la... not much happening these days too. getting emo and stoney tho. guess i'll b ok. MOVE ON MOVE ON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-233462761238041668?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/233462761238041668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=233462761238041668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/233462761238041668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/233462761238041668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/04/assignments-piling.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1392307202487891060</id><published>2008-04-08T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:27:37.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A blatant attack on me. I shall retaliate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1392307202487891060?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1392307202487891060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1392307202487891060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1392307202487891060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1392307202487891060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/04/blatant-attack-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1977424086117581652</id><published>2008-03-12T02:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T02:15:53.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feeling so freaking confused now. One dilemma after another. what is this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test my independence!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1977424086117581652?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1977424086117581652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1977424086117581652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1977424086117581652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1977424086117581652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feeling-so-freaking-confused-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-4866816131554548496</id><published>2008-02-20T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:38:27.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day In the morning, i just went to my maternal grandmother's house to bai nian. I collected quite a few Angbaos and met up with my cousins n relatives. I didn't really gorge on the new year goodies even though i was quite tempted to. I guess that was because the goodies were relatively "inaccessible" because of human blockages. I didn't help out during the preparation of lohei unlike wad i used to do. I just walked around n sat around n ate. i'm getting fatter!! I left there with well wishes from my relativesAfter which, i went to my paternal grandmother's house to bai nian. There were not much people there because we went there early. Eelin n Zhen still haven't reached. i met some of my cousins like weiliang gorgor n his gf, as well as lye yi jiejie and her family. when eelin n zhen arrived, i just hung around with them, like what i would usually do. zhongzhong gorgor came later. That big fat liar still refuses to tell me when he's going to get married. Stupid guy. Anyway, i played n chatted with him too. We meet only once a year la, so i wouldn't miss him that much. But i managed to kope his email! so hopefully, we can keep in constant contact? haha...&lt;br /&gt;I rushed to the airport soon after all the bainian. My luggages weigh around 32.1kg in total and i was having trouble lugging all those heavy items around. 32.1kg doesn't include my lappie weight =.="' We had some problem checking in because the flight was full and the person couldn't allocated 3 seats that were together. So peiyueng was separated from us. After that, i just hung around with my relatives for a while. Eelin's family came to send me! hahaz... so nice of them... james n sam too. Then yea, my beloved classmates came too=) thanks to ck who also came. Bading them farewell was a difficult thing to do. I'll really miss them. No more outings with them until a year later.&lt;br /&gt;After entering the departure hall, my hand-carry luggage was inspected. The officer discovered a pair of scissors in my stationery box. I was told to declare my scissors at the subsequent check. It was confiscated =( Fel, Py n i rushed in to the boarding gate as we were sort of late. I took the window seat while fel took the seat beside me. i was having trouble placing all my baggages around. I placed my hand-carry luggage on the top compartment, and the rest around my seat. I was sitting in a rather constrained place. Imagine that it's already SIA, which means that i have one of the widest seats.&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of tired, so i didn't really watch any movies and i slept for a while. I had much trouble manoveuring around because the place was packed with my things and the front person moved back by quite a lot. My shoulders aren't aching that much now (3rd dae already) after sleeping in a constrained position for that few hours. Dinner/Supper was not bad to me. It was fried perch fillet and the texture resembles that of chicken. The icecream was replaced by authentic cheese cake. Fel ordered roast chicken and it was great too. Well, i'm a greedy pig. Any food is great/ok to me.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached melbourne, it was just deja vu for me because i just came to melb 2 months ago. It was just a repetition of the processes. We waited quite long for our baggages and they were REALLY heavy when we tried to lug them off the belt. Luckily we managed. At the declaration counter where we declare our stuffs, i went through rather swiftly without having to open my luggage for checks. We found the airport reception in-charge rather quickly and proceeded to our school's college, Glenn.&lt;br /&gt;At Glenn, i'm staying at first north. It's at the first level so i was rather worried about safety. I got really paranoid. Kevin, the international rep brought us around after we left our luggages in our room. We registered at the International Prog Office. After which, he familiarised us with the amenities nearby within the school campus. After which, we went to open a bank account n deposited our bank draft. We also bought similar pre-paid cards with local numbers so that we could call each other for free. However, smses were not free so we try to call rather than sms.&lt;br /&gt;after settling some of the administrative stuffs, we just went back to our college n rooms. I started unpacking all my stuffs. Well, my room seems quite clean now. However, it's just really quiet now because the locals haven't really moved in. I'm quite worried that when they move in, it'll be rather noisy. I have the toilets n bathrooms to myself now. There's practically no one in first north other than the residential assistants, also known as RAs. During dinner, we had lamb meatballs (without pasta). I recalled visiting the spaghetti restaurant at marina square one dae for meatballs pasta n i tot the meatballs were really big. now, i've seen the king of meatballs. It's realy huge! 2 meatballs n we were practically full. We didn't even touch the carbs.&lt;br /&gt;We went for some activity held in the college for the internationals. It's packed with people, mainly the mentors n RAs. I found myself suffering from culture shock. Apparently, they were "chilling out" at the gathering. It's filled with drinking, dancing n chatting. We managed to talk to a few more people during the gathering. however, i was still not used to just "chilling out" at such gatherings. I'm used to the childish way of playing games during gatherings. Oh well, i'll take some time to adjust i guess. Jet-lagged, we left soon after to go to bed. I really had nothing to do so i just went to bed rather early.&lt;br /&gt;It's rather cold in melbourne now due to some freak blizzard. It's like 10+ deg every day n night. We need to go around with a sweater on. Temperature is supposed to increase. Stupid me slept on the quilt blanket that night and i was really FREEzing. I actually opened the windows. I woke up halfway to close the windows tight but still, the night was freezing. I'm really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;on the 2nd dae, it's a saturday. After breakfast, all of us headed to the city since other than fel n i, the rest haven't really been to the city. So we brought them there on tram 86. We lagged quite a bit before heading on our journey. we tried buying metlink tickets on the tram but apparently, the tram was sort of faulty, so we couldn't get a single ticket. We looked around and decided to give up. Subsequent passengers also couldn't get their tickets on a tram. On the tram, it was a really tiring journey, probably because we were still jet-lagged i guess? most of us fell asleep on the tram. There were many shops along the road, but not many were open? or rather, were rather inactive. that's unlike a saturday in singapore where the shops would be bustling alreadi at about 11 plus. The key areas would be crowded with people alreadi. Oh well, culture shock again? We went past factory outlet stores and saw that we could buy quite a bit of clothes n shoes over at the shops.&lt;br /&gt;We reached the city soon after passing by the FOS. We got down at Bourke St which i've walked by 2 months ago. It was, of course, the same. We walked around for a while before going for lunch at chinatown. We got into a chinese restaurant as it seems like it's the cheapest restaurant around. I had satay beef rice. It was... not spicy at all, had a tinge of satay sauce and the onions fried with the beef were rather raw. Oh well, what more could i expect?&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we just walked around for a while more and also headed to the shop which sells local/asian products. I found some of our favourite cup noodles.They were more ex than that in sg, like duhhz... but i just had to lay my hands on a few of them. I even found xia xiang ju! which is a herbal tea i used as a remedy for my illnesses or colds.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed to Coles supermarket near our school as we thought that things would be cheaper there. and probably, we can find more stuffs. To our astonishment, the things were relatively expensive. We couldn't really find any decent thing to buy at the supermarket. Even the cup noodles were more expensive than the city asian shop. We really thought quite a bit before getting our stuffs.I bought some sweets and some cheap biscuits. I didn't have the heart to really buy something mroe expensive than 2 bucks. Oh goshhhhh....After that, i headed to Target and i found my electric kettle. Well, the pantry is really far from my room, and if i want nice n hot water, or a constant supply of water in my room, it's always better to get an electric kettle. Plus i didn't hav any water jugs to store water. I think i need one. Leaving water in the kettle isn't a great idea at all. I also bought some hangars.&lt;br /&gt;Night was just another chilling out event held at chisholm college. There was a bbq and supposedly a game after that. We spent most of our time sitting around the grass patches. We found a fellow singaporean over at chisholm. So, as usual, the big group of us just sat around together and chatted for the whole while. I was tempted to participate in some of the random ball games ppl were playing. insufficient courage deterred me from doing so. A light drizzle came and we rushed into this lounge which has maps of the various countries everywhere. i just went around and talked to more people in the room. After that, fel, py n i went with our new sg fren to her chisholm room to take a look and lag around. She followed us back to our rooms later on.I was practically stoning again when i reached my own room. I didn't have anything to do at all. It has been quite...neutral/bad for me now. I'm missing home, but well, just mild, since i'm still in a holiday mode.&lt;br /&gt;3rd dae was... a very slack dae. qing shan went to find their parents, so leaving py, fel n i to wait for xuetying to arrive. After brunch in the late morning, the canteen lady gave us some bread to feed the birds in the Moat. It was quite fun actually. Initially we thought there were too much bread for that few birds, but as we started to venture about, we realised that the bread may be insufficient. I found a couple of ducks or waterbirds nearby and i started to feed them. They just ate non-stop and snatched for food too. the way they "quack" is soooo cute. and the way they walk is even cuter =D&lt;br /&gt;After that, we just walked around our college and found the sports centre. we went to the college office to wait for xuet as it was almost time for her to arrive. We were reading some news when xuetying arrived. with her was another sg guy doing nursing. we brought them to their rooms.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i just lagged around in fel's room and we decided to explore the washing machine, dryer n iron. We were having a little trouble deciphering the information but it was ok. We dropped a few pieces in and left the washing machine to work. We also tried ironing, but the iron board is really irritating. We just gave up after a while.Next up was the dryer. i realised a constructive prob. one of my shirts cannot be tumbled dry. and the dryer takes really long to dry our clothes. So i have to hang my wet clothes somewhere!!! i can't hang them in my wardrobe because it'll like affect my dry n clean clothes? I made use of the hooks n rafia i brought and created a DIY pole to hang my towels and wet stuffs. It isn't stable so i just hang some of my lighter stuffs there.&lt;br /&gt;Night was just dinner. nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was just a series of talks in the morning and afternoon. We had free lunch. We also had a campus tour. My group consists of health sci students only. The tour leader was nicholas. he's a nice guy, as in he's really funny and entertaining. I met a few nursing students in my group. One of them is called keyong from malaysia. Yea, she feels like a fellow countrymen to me. We also met another singaporean in the group. i can't remember his name but yea, he's py's company in podiatry. Oh well, i found some of my company in nursing. There was a menzies college activity at night. It's some sort of skit presentation, where we have to utilise the words n props given. My group, i didn't noe anyone else except for chinatsu from chisholm college. 2 of us were staring at each other most of the time cos our group members (the locals) were busy talking n drinking among themselves. We were kind of lost and didn't noe wad to do or how to join their conversation. They only started planning the skit like later? ermz, we had use the words, groundwork, drongo and anzac, and the phrase, "he let fluff off the chain". I had no idea what those words meant. well, the others explained to us like later when the plot is almost out. We were given roles to play and yea... the plot seems funny. We only had one rehearsal and it was show-time. The various groups presented their ideas and i couldn't really understand some since they ended really quickly. as for my group? i was just laughing n laughing non-stop at my group member's acting. It was about this guy who farts a lot because he loves vegemite (some kind of fermented yeast). His problem troubled his gf, mother and frens (me n chinatsu). the skit was just a reporter reporting his condition. Well, it entertained the crowd and we won. the winning was great, but the entire skit planning experience was no exactly great for me. I was completely left out n isolated. I don't know how to join in.&lt;br /&gt;Tues consists of talks again. Lunch was BBQ! the patties were humongous, and the sausages were not small. =.="' prepare to see a fat minnie back! We went to the library during the breaks to sort of like, use the express stations to email our friends. Well, they are the only comps that don't require any password. We still can't access our network =( We went Northland (a shopping centre) and shopped for some of our necessities like shampoo n shower n moisturizers. I don't usually use that but well, i guess it's better to protect my skin. I'm using the moisturizers Chuihan n Aishah gave me. At night, it was a Glenn College event. Well, i went to attend it. The games were kind of fun but they ended too quickly. It's this 2 men-3 legs game, and this icecream eating competition. In my team was faezah, gazza, my RA and a girl called hannah. I teamed up wif Gazza for the 2men-3legs game. He's like so strong??? he pulled me along even though we were not in sync initially. His footsteps were big and i could feel it and i was tryin to catch up with him by taking bigger steps. He's like leading me all along non-stop. I fell only after we reached the finishing line. LOL!! it was so funny... After that was the usual chilling out at airport lounge in Glenn. This time, i sort of garnered some courage to join in the dancing. Well, i was just swaying from left to right like what we do in mass dances while watching the others show off their moves. PY n xuet left with faezah n the chisholm gang. They went to watch movies while Yoon-a accompanied me there. I was like sticking to Yoon-a most of the time. Before the event, i was watching Friends in her room. Friends was HILARIOUS!!! When we got out of the dancing group, there's this guy who noticed the 2 of us standing by the side. He invited us in and we were like, "i can't dance..." but he's really nice. He told us that he doesn't noe either n well, just dance the way we like? haha.. So we got in again. Then there's this time when they started dancing some sort of mass dance to a song n macerena. It was great!! i was sort of feeling nostalgic, after being reminded of the times i had in hwachong during those mass dances. The feeling was awesome. I went to Yoon-a's room to watch Friends again later till late at night. Qing (who's Yoon-a's flatmate) walked me back to my room n we kind of gossipped.&lt;br /&gt;Wed...ermm.. liddat lor? hahaz..There was an interesting talk known as OZ english. We learnt some aussie slang and how some words are being utilised in different situations. Well... we know "bloody" rite? There's others but i guess i'll forget it soon. Their casual speech is completely incomprehensible =.="' We wanted to go to the city actually, but all the lagging prevented us from doing so since the shops close really early over there. So we just went to the library. I spent my entire time allowance replying mx's mail and taking their online driving test with Qing. Lol...we passed. It's quite cold for the whole time. The temp ranged between 14 - 20deg. We've heard from ppl that temperature is increasing but apparently, it's still not showing any changes. Feb is like, midway through and there's no changes in temp? Autumn's coming!! omgg....At night, there's supposed to be some movie night at Chisholm College but Kate (my RA) invited me to help her out with the decos at my level. So i guess i'm ponning that event. Well, i didn't really help. I was just following her around. They were done with certain things by the time i got there. Kate then brought me out to this store called Officeworks where they sell all sorts of stationery. Drew (fel's RA) drove us there. He's really fast =.= I just tagged around in the shop while they bought their things. the stationery there are at killer prices. We then went to the macs outside the school. There's like so many youngsters gathered there and they sort of, looked scary to me? cos they were like hanging out n smoking. Felt lonely as i waited for them... attempted to talk to Kate but i guess there wasn't much for us to share about yet. I was supposed to join her later for pizza or sth? but well, i got away rather quickly. I'm getting fat!! It's like, kind of awkward for me now to hanging around the RAs at that time. I went to find the rest. Some (who went Chisholm for the movie earlier) of them were also at the same place. We watched Harry potter on py's lappie. Lol... Beats watching at the movie night.&lt;br /&gt;It's Valentine's Day at the time when i was typing day 3 so... Happy Valentine's Day peeps!&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what i did on vdae =.= Todae's like 19 Feb already. Haven't been spending the effort to record down what i did. Vdae is full of a series of talks and a library tour. Well, we already know the express stations at the library and during the tour, we found more=) Unlike in sg, vdae isn't much celebrated here? I don't see anyone exchanging anything. We went Preston Market during late afternoon. That place is very big and i managed to get my tupperwares from there. Finally, my bikkies have a home!&lt;br /&gt;Friday, is a series of talks again. I think it was a rather slack day. It was the night that was slightly more interesting? PY, xuet and i went to the eagle bar to take a look there. Most of the people there were either drinking, chilling out or playing pool. We managed to find the Chisholm peeps there and started chilling out with them. I think Chisholm college had some sort of Toga party for that night and they started "barging" into the bar and danced with their togas. It was interesting seeing so many ppl dancing in bed linen =D Then they did the aussie mass dance again! hahaz... yoon-a n i joined the rest on the stage for that dance. it was really cool... we went off with the chisholm people to some dark area to star gaze n play those lame hand games. We also taught them some action songs. I think that's when xuet's scandal with Sumi (this cute jap guy) started. Sumi is really smart and he taught me how to see the constellation orion as well as showed us Mars.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went Vic market with the Chisholm people and Leon. Vic market has sooo many things. That little time isn't enough for us. I bought this jacket supposedly to tide me through winter and also another pullover-lookalike. We got it at really cheap prices. I think i may get more. Summer's like getting hot now and i wun be using those jackets yet. Then we travelled to Ikea. The Chisholm ppl went to buy things. The Glenn people wanted to catch dinner, so when we reached Ikea, we turned back and went back to college.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we travelled to city again where the Yarra river is. We also went to Crown Entertainment Centre. It's really scorching hot, as in the weather. There was some sort of arts festival next to the Yarra at Southgate. There were also many street performances. At night, it was the Traffic Party. actually, in the afternoon, most locals started moving in so i got to see some of my neighbours already. There was orientation and level gathering. The things we do during orientation is really plain. Not really self-introductory. It was more like the organisers enjoying themselves. As for the level gathering, it was more interesting as i got to meet up with my other level mates. There's no other internationals other than Chris, this guy from UK. I sat around and listened to the other girls talk. That's when they started doing the lay-back. Everyone was rather spontaneous and enthusiastic. Guys n girls went one after another. Well, they drink. It was almost when everyone went when Chris (who sat beside me) volunteered me. All along i was hesitating even tho Chris kept encouraging me to go. Well, didn't want to be a wet blanket, so i went. Lay-back's like, lying on your back while someone pours alcohol into your mouth and u have to swallow without closing your mouth, non-stop of course. The drink was rather nice and the alochol content is low. After lay-back, i was feeling hot all over. I think that's when i became kind of crazy. I went to the Traffic Party with the rest. Most of the sg ppl left after a while. I stayed with Yuki (this jap girl who just moved in) and Yoon-a. They bought beer and fruit spirits and i drank from their cups. Being a stingy person, i can't really bear to spend that money &gt;.&lt; We then danced around at the dance floor with various groups of people. The sg ppl came back after some time, apparently chased away from the TV room by Gazza who felt that they were anti-social. I think some of them were rather hurt by the things Gazza said. That was because there were "newbies" in that group. I wasn't there so i didn't hear. That's when xuet n nicholas (this guy frm m'sia who juz moved in) joined the dancing gang. The songs were getting less interesting unlike those we had at the start. So we went to chill in the chillout room. Zac (this international frm msia who stayed at Glenn for some time alreadi) was really nice. He got drinks for the few of us. I was kind of entertaining the rest with my lame jokes. That enthu zac dragged us back to the dance floor but the party was soon over... whew... A few of us who were together in the chillout room then went out to "star-gaze" again. I think some drunk guys tried to force us back into the party which was later held at the recreation room. We didn't really care. I went to hang out in my neighbour's room later when the rest went to sleep. There were a few locals there and they spoke in casual language. I couldn't understand a single word they say so i couldn't really contribute. I was just sitting at the side and attempting to listen to their conversation. omg... i think language is gonna be a huge barrier between me n them. Culture is also one.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, we had enrolment. It took really some time for us in the nursing group cos we had the highest population. Then we went to take photo for our student ID card. I think the station i went has the best webcam because the resolution that came out was the best. Erm... well, the pic didn't come out exactly great cos my expression was retarded. Night was beach party which i didn't join. I think it's kinda scary. It's like, people started stripping during the Traffic party already. i think it's gonna be worse during the beach party. We went to watch Nutty Professor in one of the TV rooms. I think the rest were watching that on sunday when they got chased out. Well, there wasn't much prob finishing the show this day because most of the people came out from the party halfway. I think it got really crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Tues (which is today), there wasn't much on. so after breakfast, i was so tired i slept while doing laundry and woke up halfway to collect my laundry. Then i continued sleeping till 4pm before i went to the library to reply some mails and went for dinner. After dinner, there was supposed to be pub crawling. I didn't go cos someone said that there'll be plenty of drinking and it's a waste of money. Pub-crawl is like, pub hopping where people go from pub to pub to drink. So sian...Everyone's dressed in party dresses. Initially, i thought of going. after seeing their dresses, i didn't go. I went for the movie night instead. There were mostly the sg ppl, yuki n 2 other locals frm my level. We watched enchanted and some random videos. ok...that's all for 19 Feb. It's really noisy outside my door now and people are chatting away n slamming doors and jumping around. haiiiz...noisy... and i just battled a damn cockroach in my room. Adult one. and it lost. I threw my slippers at it. Omg... i'm freaking out now. my power slippers hit it so many times and it still isn't dead. ARGHHHHhhhz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-4866816131554548496?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/4866816131554548496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=4866816131554548496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/4866816131554548496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/4866816131554548496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-day-in-morning-i-just-went-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-8970454754978424672</id><published>2008-01-22T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T07:13:17.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in ages... like 2 months? I'm the suddenly active, and den followed by a long season of silence type of blogger. To people who are not aware,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i'm not working already. heehee... i'll miss my nice nice colleagues who showered me with a lot presents which i'm bringing with me to aussie. haha.. they oso enlightened me with a lot of tips on how to keep myself young with all those preservatives. well, weather is drier in aussie. I need to protect my skin n hair so that i wun turn old so soon. hmmz... I'd be meeting them this coming friday at royal plaza Carousel! looking forward to meeting them, and getting my shawl from chuihan who made it for me. It's a gorgeous shawl. And yes! carousel...the food... ohhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i passed my driving test last year. haha... sounds so long ago. Nowadays, i keep driving my dad's car. I made a lot of fatal mistakes in the beginning because i wasn't used to the car n the roads. It's not like the test routes where u can memorise the road conditions. it's getting slightly better now. oh well...my father always say, "i feel safer with me around while u r driving rather than u driving alone in aussie." haha. it's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm leaving aussie in about 2 weeks' plus time! Doing lots of packing and buying of stuffs. I'm afraid that i'll exceed the weight limit. Well, i dun really wan to pay more for my luggage. Wanted to bring a lot of things but it seems that i can't afford it. Y is the airline so rigid about this... can't they just pardon a few poor students who want to bring more things along? hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) i'm mapling everyday. oh gosh... i'm so addicted. "oh... 2weeks left, must play more" is such a nice excuse for myself to play it every night. Made quite a few "frens" in maple. I trained a new sin other than my lightning mage. Don't have much time to train it. i splurged quite a bit of "money" on my sin. I bought quite a sets of pro throwing stars for that noob sin. but rich noob sins have steely =.= i only have tobi... lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... that's a real summarised version of updates. GG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ i'll miss u =( and i'll regret not having more communication with u. but what can i do? just so impossible. i don't know ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-8970454754978424672?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8970454754978424672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=8970454754978424672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8970454754978424672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8970454754978424672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2008/01/havent-blogged-in-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-7357677391415672381</id><published>2007-11-23T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:00:56.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey...the week ended!!&lt;br /&gt;This week! We decorated menghua's table wif plenty of SHIT! literally shit =) however, ppl commented that the shits drawn were too cute to disgust her. Heyyyyy.... now, those cartoon shits are displayed at her table =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the lunchtimes, i went vivo wif CH n aishah (aka mama). We ate niang toufu at banquet. Guess wad? I GOT diarrhoea that very night. i woke up in the middle of the night because of a sudden intense pain. Well, i think my body was so preoccupied with "shit" i really began erhemz. I recovered the next dae. CH went to eat nasilemak even though she had diarrhoea too. she din go to work the next dae because of bad diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*disclaimer: spoilers ahead!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i went to watch HERO with jaey tonite. The movie on the whole was nice because of the various jokes incorporated into the show. Even though the content was quite..."HERO", i like the jokes =) the ending was soooooooo SWEET!!! We also went swensen's for dinner. i had crayfish pasta while jaey had baked macoroni. jaey wanted banana crumble (izzit?) but i guess, we were full enough after those 2 plates. Nice swensen's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-7357677391415672381?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/7357677391415672381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=7357677391415672381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/7357677391415672381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/7357677391415672381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/11/heyhey.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-3324259812979261411</id><published>2007-11-10T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:17:56.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;I went cycling with fel n jaey. Fel n i met earlier cos jaey has her vet. So we rented a bike rather early. we started cycling at about 1 i think? we cycled to the end of east coast park where safra is. We actually stopped quite a few times on the way to rest. I think fel was having a bit of trouble with her bike after one of our stops. The bike appeared much more difficult to cycle. We realised that we actually tangled up the brake wires after her bicycle fell once. This increased the force of the brake pads on her wheels. LOL! luckily we figured out early, else we r gonna suffer. But her seat wasn't nice. so we changed that bicycle for her. Jaey joined us later and we cycled our 2nd round to the end of east coast again! that's really taxing. i haven't tried that before. fel n i cycled a total of 6hours in the end =.= My legs were suffering from an accumulation of lactic acid. I could feel myself having trouble walking.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm at east coast, i could feel a sense of nostalgia. Well, both night cycling experiences were memorable to me. The first one was with the class... i could still rmb how much my butt aches after the few hours of cycling. I learnt a good lesson. We must choose good bikes with good seats.&lt;br /&gt;The second was more of exploration. we went through quite a few obstacles. Going through HDB estates, crossing bridges...carrying our bicycles up and down bridges...crossing roads... cycling thru tunnels, reaching east coast park, stayed there n chatted with my fellow '88s then cycling back... it was a great night. The morning was however, disappointing. I felt a sense of loneliness. Perhaps i was abandoned? I guess i was thinking too much. I was being emotional. I just cycled the entire pasir ris alone... with my mp3... and there's no one around in the morning, so it was quite peaceful. Considering that i've already cycled long hours at night, cycling again was physically demanding. esp when i din have breakfast and dinner the night before. Oh well...it's nice to sit alone at the stone areas and look at the sea... quite soothing... that dae is still quite vivid in my mind. I was saved from depression for a moment. maybe it was just a illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the week, it's actually quite quiet at the office since some of them were not around. Farhan's last dae was on friday. So sad...fellow '88 gone... then i'm the only '88 around. well, there's limited genY info to share about. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went crazy over nausicaa's music recently. Well, i've been searching for some time and i found the orchestral videos on youtube with joe hisaishi! i din noe joe hisaishi is that old looking. The music is quite soothing, and full of emotions. I could feel myself on the verge of tearing when i hear the music. The music is extremely touching, especially when u link it with the content of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, i went botak jones with bun. Not bad lah the food... the portion was huge and the chicken was huge!! i had so much trouble cutting because it was so thick. The melted cheese was great but i din like the spicy sauce on it. I think it was because it was a bit too spicy for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! (sat)&lt;br /&gt;I met up with jaey, fel n huiyi at thomson for dinner. Fel and i met early again because i had rda and she was out already. We had icecream at macs. i ate a sundae and she ate a mcflurry. There's 2 new flavours: berries n mudpie. i wonder how they taste like. Huiyi joined us later. Jaey's late cos of vet. We didn't really decide on which shop/centre to eat at. We only decided on the place. we went casuarina curry in the end, where the famous prata is. We didn't noe how to get there...so we juz took a bus that goes to upper thomson rd. we found ourselves half-lost. well, we found our way later, but only after a long walk did we reach casuarina.&lt;br /&gt;There was a commotion at the door of casuarina curry. Apparently, according to jaey, a dog (bull terrier?) killed a cat and brought it to the door of casuarina curry before being chased away by people. The cat's carcass was left there. it was a horrid sight... i could see blood on the dog's mouth. its owner was holding on to it and was on the phone. ok...i dun really noe wad happened.... but after seeing the cat's injuries on the face n neck, i deduce that the cat was bitten to death by the dog =.= i shall save the details of the aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered murtabak! the huge huge murtabak! it's "small", but the size of the murtabak was still huge. The rest ordered all sorts of pratas...cheese..egg...mushroom... then all sorts of drinks: tehtarik, icemilo, soursop, milo dino. I wonder how the person remembered. I think we were practically stuffing food down our throats at the end of the meal. the pratas were big... After eating was a session of photowhoring... lol... We took all sorts of lame photos together. nice dinner? Where's the nex place? before steamboat at least =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-3324259812979261411?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/3324259812979261411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=3324259812979261411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/3324259812979261411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/3324259812979261411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-i-went-cycling-with-fel-n-jaey.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-2310098885575599355</id><published>2007-11-02T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T08:23:51.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week ah... "hectic" week =) Ok, never mind the office work. It's the same, so there's no point updating about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week! on Monday, i went to work with a sore throat. I was coughing and sneezing persistently. I didn't really feel comfortable in the morning as i didn't manage to sleep well. I can't remember exactly what i dreamt about, but the discomfort in the throat was causing me to toss and turn constantly even though i was sleeping the night before in an nicely air-conditioned room. Aishah and menghua told me to take leave and go home. However, i thought i could tolerate it till the end of the dae and i guess, sleep early so that i can recover and go to work the next dae. However, after dinner that day, i was feeling unwell. I was feeling cold even though the weather was supposedly not that cold. I didn't have a fever, but i guess i caught a cold.&lt;br /&gt;So i took leave on Tues!! I slept the entire day... and it was raining... that makes my naps even more comfortable. lol.... I was feeling much better in the evening. So i went out with my parents to vivo city. I went PAgeOne in search of post-it pads. Aishah influenced me... I found the board which i was obsessed with for a moment, until i saw the price tag. =.= There were nice 2008 organisers which i felt that i need, but i guess i wun get it yet.&lt;br /&gt;Then my parents and i went Daiso...People who are there for the first time can't believe that every item is sold at 2 bucks. well, i couldn't too... but when i accepted that fact, i was shopping like crazy. After the shopping, i was feeling unwell again. I felt extremely lethargic despite sleeping for the entire dae. No nausea, but just unwell. When i got home, i slept =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wed nite, i went to my cousin's house for tuition. After tuition, i didn't get my usual lift home =.= i guess i was expecting too much... but the prob was, for the first time, i didn't bring my wallet out. This means that i don't have my ezlink, neither do i have any shillings. Luckily, my aunt gave me my pay already for the pay. however, u dun expect me to drop a 10dollar note into the bus' coin slot don't u? i was thinking...walk home la... but my dad threatened me and told me not to. He told me to take a taxi instead. I'm like....what a waste of money! So as i walked, i had this thought of keeping it from my dad and walking home. Not far la... that's when i saw the LRT station!!! hahaz...i went to take LRT home... but the stupid ezlinkcard buying machine doesn't accept 10dollar notes. i was sian-ed... luckily, there was a convenience shop at the station. so i pretend to buy sth from the uncle and got 2 dollar notes from him. then i got my standard lrt ticket to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday! the boss is not around as she's on leave. She's going aussie! anyway, since she's not around, the others decided to play spongebob monopoly during lunch time. We got pizza delivery. Despite chuihan telling the pizza boy that our office is not at the heart centre building, the poor boy did not heed her advice and went there nonetheless... he had to make a detour of course. So...spongebob monopoly... the properties were so different... i didn't manage to remember any of the property names. It was a short game la.... we only managed to snatch up properties and kept getting rents. I landed up in jail 3 times. however, i managed to build pineapple houses before the game "ended". Menghua was the poor victim who had to pay the highest rents in the game (obviously....for stayin in the pineapple houses)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-2310098885575599355?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/2310098885575599355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=2310098885575599355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2310098885575599355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2310098885575599355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-week-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-8796182643924533821</id><published>2007-10-26T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T07:05:17.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really difficult to maintain something when it's one-sided. I'm tired of it, and I've decided to persist no longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat, I went RDA again. Met Francis at the bus stop, so i walked in to rda with him. He's in NS currently and he's a fireman instructor! cool... Apparently, he got hurt during those lessons. and he looks times much darker from before! I told him about me going overseas. Then i just happened to ask him a few questions about the culture of each city. He likes melbourne a lot and he recommends me to go melbourne. As for sydney, he didn't really recommend it for a long stay. Anyway, he told me not to expect much when it comes to night life in melbourne. Cos there's not so much of that. Well, that may be good news for me.&lt;br /&gt;During rda session, i din get to sidewalk david. Francis told me to learn leading instead. So i went to learn tacking. Robin was the poor victim for the day. It has to tolerate 4 pairs of eyes staring at it, and leading it. but robin is so cute! though i think, i still like mistoff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days during work, i had my piece of laughter and everything. A new girl came on monday. She's called Geraldine and guess what? She looks younger than me even tho she's my bro's age. hmmmz.... most ppl were shocked when they found out her age. As for today, Menghua and I went to Housemen canteen to get our lunch back. It was really crowded. After which, we went for the fruits sale at sgh. Menghua went for the bananas n oranges while i went to look for this lunch bag which caught my sight some time ago. I didn't had the time to go sgh and get it. so while i walked to the stall, i walked past a lady selling pink ribbons. It took me a while to register that she's trying to 'sell' the pink ribbons. I think it looked funny when i suddenly braked and turned around to get the pink ribbon from her. Apparently, i may win something if i wear the ribbon and a certain person spots me. Oh well, i din get that ribbon to win something. I jus wanna do my part to prevent breast cancer. I'm a female.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to the lunchbag stall. all the lunchbags are handmade! and they are very gorgeous! you can even flip it inside-out and use it. I bought a black n purple bag, but i prefer the black exterior. During lunch in the office, chuihan came to my table and ate with me. I think it's because my table is more spacious than her. She even brought homemade chilli with her. Then we had a mini chat session at the training side with geraldine. We were literally sharing about poop again and again. lol! deja vu fel? Halfway through work, they started preparing pics for their time capsule. They took out whatever food they have in their shelves and on their tables and we placed it on some tables. Whoa! and that was a huge amount of food (titbits). We won't go hungry =) then we oso took pictures of all our water bottles and other significant things in the office. hahaz.. interesting office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thurs, the boss gave all of us a treat at swensen's! wee... Well, other ppl have been busy and helping the boss out, but i'm like...helped with photocopying only? felt guilty eating but oh well... Initially, i ordered this baked rice. but since it doesn't come in a set meal, i've no choice but to change it into a main course. So i ordered fish and chips. It's veri nice! i like the coleslaw and yea, the fish. slurrrpppz! It was non-stop laughter at the table. It's all because of aishah, chuihan, menghua and ashley's jokes lah... geraldine and i laughed till our stomachs really ached...At the end of the meal was the highlight! It was something like a strudel with icecream in between. I dunno how to explain, but the breadish part was really crisp and the icecream was MANGO! hahaz... even nicer. the others kept threatening me, "how r u gonna lose ur spare tyre like that? didn't u wanna lose weight?" frankly speaking, i've tried. but less than a dae, i'll give up =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yea... i'm so gonna get that set of creative speakers...waiting for my nex pay day... i've been spending a lot recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishah n chuihan gave me a few really cute things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i20/babyanjing/DSC00425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left is a coaster given to me by Aishah since she knows that i'm gonna become a nurse one day. I think it's very true of nurses! i really love it!&lt;br /&gt;The one on the right is a tikam machine, and chuihan got it from a REAL tikam machine. The smaller version actually dispenses tikam too! hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic is really big... and i dun feel lyke resizing...so =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-8796182643924533821?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8796182643924533821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=8796182643924533821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8796182643924533821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8796182643924533821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-really-difficult-to-maintain.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-4169956778217632294</id><published>2007-10-19T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T06:40:03.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I discovered a huge trend in the office...&lt;br /&gt;I happened to ask Ashley one day why there are cockroach cartoons stuck at her table and menghua's table. So she told me that it was part of a huge sabotage scheme. Apparently, they did something to their ex-colleague's desk while she was away on long leave. They stuck mouse cartoons (i tot they were cockroaches!) all over her desk, placed a barrier around her desk area, and aishah used a rafia string to design the outline of a dead body (those u see at crime scenes) on the floor near her desk. The mice are supposedly the murderers. LOL! Aishah showed me the photos of the "crime scene". Later that day, the rest were sharing with me what they did, or suffered from. Chuihan actually had her entire desk covered with newspapers. The director of the plot was the boss. The boss also suffered from their antics. They blocked access to her office with cardboard, and even spent the effort to create a window in the blockage. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;So.... anyone who took long leave must beware! her desk might be mutated...&lt;br /&gt;This week, my supervisor, June, took a week's leave to Japan n HK. So i guess, the rest are ganging up against her. We were looking for inspirations and i was roped in to help =.= June's smile was famous in the department. So the first source of inspiration was monalisa. As for the second part, i happened to note a cross-stitch at her desk with the words "Fruit sale". So the next thing in my mind was, let's create a fruit stall out of her desk.&lt;br /&gt;We started with photoshopping June's photo on to monalisa's face. It was super funny! We created posters and banners out of those photoshopped pics. I designed the main poster with "welcome to my fruit sale" and plenty of sunflowers (since june likes them). We stuck yellow bananas on the poster (cos june likes yellow). Then Chuihan stuck those pics on her waterbottle, monitor and everywhere else. Next was the fruits. Chuihan brought some fake fruits, and we made fruits with whatever raw material we had. Aishah wrapped a ball with green paper to make watermelon. Menghua wrapped another ball to make a durian. I was making strawberries. It was more or less a group effort. The boss contributed to the fruits basket. Lol! most ppl in the office saw what we did to June's desk. I can't wait to see her expression on Monday when she comes back from her trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-4169956778217632294?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/4169956778217632294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=4169956778217632294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/4169956778217632294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/4169956778217632294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-discovered-huge-trend-in-office.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1443709633001834798</id><published>2007-10-15T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T06:05:12.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>showcasing the graffiti works i like da best!&lt;br /&gt;not in order of merit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i20/babyanjing/graffiti7.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i20/babyanjing/graffiti6.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr...literature one? actually there's no hidden meaning... i juz felt like drawing a road and i just happened to feel like adding grass and flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i20/babyanjing/graffiti5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew this when i was really really bored. No inspiration at that time, so i settled with simple colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i20/babyanjing/graffiti1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and fel (if you can differentiate us by the hair colours and lengths). Oh well, i just felt like hugging her. but i'm too lazy to draw a complete human, thus i settled with 2 stickmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i20/babyanjing/graffiti3.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another friendship pic of me and jaey. I was on a graffiti spree. Fel n jaey are the lucky 2 to be picked as the victims. I got the inspiration from a drawing i used to put in my file depicting 2 girls taking a neoprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i20/babyanjing/graffiti2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adapted this from the famous painting "The Scream". I drew it for my junior who was in the midst of his prelims. Get the meaning? lalala~ maybe not for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i20/babyanjing/ohno.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..i adapated this from "The Scream" again. Juz that, it's a cute little boy. You can sense the similarity with the prev graffiti. oh well... i made it cuter for my display pic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1443709633001834798?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1443709633001834798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1443709633001834798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1443709633001834798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1443709633001834798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/10/showcasing-graffiti-works-i-like-da.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-6512824351982551599</id><published>2007-10-13T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:10:44.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall spend some serious time updating my blog... but this means it'll be stagnant for a while again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i started working! at NHC as an admin assistant. The human resource department is located away from the main building. It's a distance away from the main building. The only way to get from my workplace to the main building is to cross a few roads and walk through the building of forensic science (in simple terms, the mortuary). There's a chance of seeing ppl loading "erhems" on to those mini-vans. My colleague, Serene, who was in charge of bringing me around for orientation didn't really dare to see. That place is slightly creepy lahz. There's 3 levels in the building. The 2nd level is the place where they move the bodies around from the other parts of the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i get to learn the different departments in NHC while working in the human resource department. It's like a shrunk version of a hospital. It's quite complicated actually. However, i get to learn what type of professionals they need while running a hospital. Definitely, SGH is much more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as an admin assistant, my main job scope was to tidy P-files. However, as the rest were not ready yet, thus i was doing other jobs allocated to me by other people. I did the standard things like photocopying things, data-entry, typing out documents, filing and file labels. I also prepared documents for dispatch. My real job started only on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, admin job is boring as rumoured. I used my brain to do one thing, drag the time required for an assignment. I kept making mistakes so that i can re-do. Well, no choice since they don't have things for me to do all the time. Plus, i can't sit and stone there. I don't feel comfortable, neither do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues are nice. I sit with the training executives, aishah n menghua. They are quite nice. When i had enquiries, they would explain to me with patience. When aishah found out that i was rather confused with the departments, she gave me a short crash course. I understood the place even better after that. There are others like June, Joyce, Ashley, Chuihan.... They are like big sisters to me. Sometimes i go out for lunch with them. After i started work for some time, i was able to communicate with them on a more casual basis. Chuihan is a knowledgeable person and also very funny. She actually shared quite a bit of information regarding nurses with me. like stories and other stuffs she has seen while she was working in the healthcare area. And of course, she keeps making me laugh. Especially her jokes about my farewell gift. She proposed giving me a rice-cooker and started assigning others to buy other electronics for me to use whie i'm overseas. Hahahaz... I can't bring them over lahz.... June's my supervisor, but she's more like a big sister to me. I can tell her jokes easily and stuffs. So i don't really have the feel of being a subordinate while working with her. There's another temp staff called doreen. She's actually quite old and considered half-retired. I always go out for lunch with her cos the rest are usually busy. I get to talk to her quite often and share certain knowledge, but i feel that maybe i can't click completely with her. Generation gap? hahaz....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm treated like a little girl there. Cos i'm considered gen Y while the rest are gen X. They found it interesting when i do something which they don't. Well, i'm the youngest there. There's another young one in the department nex door called Fahan. I love his location. He's like in a hidden place in the level where no one can see what he's doing. Complete privacy. I wish i was in that seat... so i wun have too much reservations about switching on music slightly louder (no mp3s allowed). Sometimes when i visit the restroom, i'll take the chance to find him to talk... hahaz... apparently, both of us are bored =.= The rest are trying to sabotage the 2 of us into representing the departments in the upcoming fitness week. omg... i dun wanna run up n down the stairs. But i feel like entering the rope skipping competition. HAhahaz....&lt;br /&gt;Work is tiring....cos it requires a lot of mental energy...&lt;br /&gt;Work + tuition = hectic. ok lahz...there are many others who survived. but still tiring. Anyway, my tuition sessions are all during the weekends. So...weekends i can't really do much. I really forgot a lot of things i learnt sia.... must re-mug everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok....i went out a while ago with the rest of the CO ppl for dinner. We went marina square's spageddies (however u spell it). The food there is horribly ex for a stingy person like me. no choice but to choose the cheapest, meatball spaghetti. The meatballs are astonishingly big, and a bit disgusting when placed on the spaghetti (cos there were only 2 of them). The rest were like laughing at it. Luckily yingying was also the victim of embarrassment. We spent a lot of our time talking during dinner. I was like...super slow cos i kept talking. At my table were liqin, yingying and delin. jiankai joined later. I was like, the last person to finish. sian... we were sharing about each others' sch lives and my worklife, while the guys were sharing their nslife. Then we went to esplanade's rooftop to continue chatting. Actually, there were many moments of silence. Just that, luckily a few of us took the effort to continue talking despite the silence, however in small groups. Defeats the purpose of the gathering but well, no choice. I was practically running to the toilet again n again because i drank too much water during dinner. The waiters were filling up my cup of plain water again n again. So i juz kept dranking to keep myself occupied.&lt;br /&gt;After that was going home.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i hate it when ppl ask, "how are u going home?" ok, when ppl ask that, i noe it's primarily to find company to go home. And i knew that i'll definitely be going off alone (after outings). Well, not once, but most of the time. This is my fate lah....for living in sengkang and choosing hwachong. I didn't regret going hwachong, but i feel a sense of loneliness. Well, i'm not the only one experiencing that lahz...oh well... The sad thing was, other girls had guys to accompany them home for most of the way home. I had to go alone. you know....bei1 ai1... but i can't help it. This is why i always have my mp3 player or a manga to entertain me. Though delin suggested that i could take bus home with the rest gg to amk n potongpasir, i thought it was meaningless to spend extra time n money to go off with ppl. Even though i go home on NEL everyday alone, this time, it felt different (like every post-outing). Not that i'm yearning for someone to send me home (impossible de lahz)... but it's a feeling which is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;While i was halfway on my way home, delin n jiankai asked (sms) whether i reached home already, as if worried or concerned about my safety because it was relatively late. Oh well, I've reached home safely =)  Thanks! and ya...i replied them. So nice n sweet of them...First time in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~experiencing a state of confusion again! oh no... i hope i get over it soon and move on...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-6512824351982551599?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/6512824351982551599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=6512824351982551599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6512824351982551599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6512824351982551599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-shall-spend-some-serious-time.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-8331310779846243815</id><published>2007-10-12T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:05:46.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jaey should name her waterbottle platypis and not platypus. Platypis is such a cute name for a a platypus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-8331310779846243815?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8331310779846243815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=8331310779846243815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8331310779846243815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8331310779846243815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/10/jaey-should-name-her-waterbottle.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-2105005606513696146</id><published>2007-09-21T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:16:13.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was watching Channel U's "let's shoot" yesterday night. I was rather disgusted by some of speakers' actions and attitude. Well, the famous xiaxue and steven lim were both invited to the same show. You can expect something interesting from their conversation, or rather, imminent argument. Anyway, xiaxue was supposed to be a special guest and thus she came in only later. Apparently, she wanted to reject the request to go on to the show when she found out that steven lim was there. Even though she seemed reluctant, she went nonetheless. When u see the 2 of them arguing on national tv, i was thinking, "what's wrong with them? so unprofessional..." I mean ya... nobody likes talking to someone you dislike, and of course saying something nice about someone you dislike. However, there's no need to proclaim any denial to the assumptions made by the emcees. It's like...hurting one another? Blogs allow us to have the freedom to express what we want to, and that includes, dislike for things or certain people. sometimes, we just have to take into account, what consequences those seemingly harmless words can bring about. And it was like... xia xue was making faces when steven lim claims tt he visits her blog and so on. And the reasons each give for perpetuating their online war were more-or-less, childish. I dunno what to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after a job interview today, i went kino! After contemplating for days whether to get a manga by hidaka banri, i finally decided to use the Giftcard "bestowed upon" me by fel,jaey, hy n mx.  Paiseh, but i used that card to buy manga... It costs 13.90, which is expensive for a manga (usually they cost from 5 - 6+). However, that book is much thicker and larger of course =p I like Hidaka's works. Since i couldn't get my hands on her prev prev work 恋人物语, i decided to get the sequel to that， 秋吉家的情事. I've got my dream fulfilled! the moment i reached home, i buried myself in bed to finish up that entire book. Energy draining, but nice =) HAhahaz... THANKS FOR THE CARD! i think, if i dun have the card, i probably wouldn't get that book...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-2105005606513696146?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/2105005606513696146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=2105005606513696146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2105005606513696146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2105005606513696146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-watching-channel-us-lets-shoot.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-6462369336982338116</id><published>2007-09-18T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T07:04:25.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found this nice joke on hardwarezoneforum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: What kind of computer do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: A white one…&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Hi, this is Celine. I can’t get my diskette out.&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Have you tried pushing the button?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes, but it’s really stuck.&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: That doesn’t sound good; I’ll make a note …Customer: No … wait a minute… I hadn’t inserted it yet… it’s still on my desk… sorry ……&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Click on the ‘my computer’ icon on to the left of ! the screen.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Your left or my left?&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Good day. How may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;Male customer : Hello… I can’t print.&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Would you click on start for me and …&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Listen pal; don’t start getting technical on me! I’m not Bill Gates damn it!&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Hi good afternoon, this is Martha, I can’t print. Every time I try it says ‘Can’t find printer’. I’ve even lifted the printer and placed it in front of the monitor, but the computer still says he can’t find it…&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I have problems printing in red…&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Do you have a color printer?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: No.&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: What’s on your monitor now ma’am?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: A teddy bear my boyfriend bought for me in the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: And now hit F8.Customer: It’s not working.Helpdesk: What did you do, exactly?Customer: I hit the F-key 8-times as you told me, but nothing’s happening…&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Customer: My keyboard is not working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Are you sure it’s plugged into the computer?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: No. I can’t get behind the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Pick up your keyboard and walk 10 paces back.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: OK&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Did the keyboard come with you?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: That means the keyboard is not plugged in. Is there another keyboard?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes, there’s another one here. Ah…that one does work!&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Your password is the small letter a as in apple, a capital letter V as in! Victor, the number 7.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Is that 7 in capital letters?&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;A customer couldn’t get on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Are you sure you used the right password?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Yes I’m sure. I saw my colleague do it.&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Can you tell me what the password was?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Five stars.&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: What antivirus program do you use?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Netscape.&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: That’s not an antivirus program.&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Oh, sorry…Internet Explorer.&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I have a huge problem. A friend has placed a screensaver on my computer, but every time I move the mouse, it disappears!&lt;br /&gt;——————————————————————————–&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Microsoft Tech. Support, may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Good afternoon! I have waited over ! 4 hours for you. Can you please tell me how long it will take before you can help me?&lt;br /&gt;Helpdesk: Uhh..? Pardon, I don’t understand your problem?&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I was working in Word and clicked the help button more than 4 hours ago. Can you tell me when you will finally be helping me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-6462369336982338116?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/6462369336982338116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=6462369336982338116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6462369336982338116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6462369336982338116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-found-this-nice-joke-on.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-4742754741622687770</id><published>2007-09-15T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T09:47:02.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 days ago, i failed my driving test. I don't wanna tok about it because i had a real bad experience. Simply, i was criticised sarcastically or reprimanded for my ENTIRE COURSE OF TEST. I was totally not in the mood for a test. I was angry and depressed. I even lost my entire attention on the test and i had no idea what i was doing for my test. All that's going in my mind are the sarcastic remarks the tester made. Thanks. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's MAF! I met up with mx, fel n huiyi at island creamery! It was crowded but i just wanted to have my dose of apple pie ice cream, and i did. Anyway, we just chatted about our lives and stuffs before proceeding to adam's food centre. STINGRAY! n SOTONGs! weee! i just love that combination... it's quite ex, but then i think i loved dinner =D thanks to the chilli and the chinchalok. fel and i thought, "we must go down to amk to try that shop's chilli stingray one of these days =)" Anyway, MAF...same every year. A day where the various batches of students or ex-students unite and reminisce. A tinge of nostalgia lingers in the air, where the screams n shouts of joy and happiness blend in. Missed some ppl since i haven't seen them in months. Of course, i'll miss hwachong...cos i wouldn't be able to make it back for a few years... haiz... oh well... cleared most of my debts todae =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-4742754741622687770?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/4742754741622687770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=4742754741622687770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/4742754741622687770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/4742754741622687770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-days-ago-i-failed-my-driving-test.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1147799160101122561</id><published>2007-09-07T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T08:12:09.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Just had the award presentation ceremony yesterday... in the morning, i was frantically trying to finish up the props which were due in the afternoon. I was supposed to finish them like, a week ago. I guess i forgot all of them till i saw the props bag. Anyway, they were only a couple of name tags which were rather easy to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i wore a plain blouse and attended the rehearsal first. I arrived 5 mins late (at 1.05pm). I guess we spent much more time waiting for the rest to arrive before we actually started the rehearsal at 2. It was the first time i met fiona. I had a nice time talking to her and my fellow nurse-mate cherie! since we were not involved in the skit, we had a lot of time just sitting at the side and talking. The ceremony started at about 5pm. It's rather short actually. It consisted of a series of speeches followed by our award ceremony, pledge and skit. The speeches were rather funny.  The first speech was made by the head of the selection panel. He highlighted a few scholars, yiting, qing and peiyueng. Lol... Anyway, yiting is like, the only person who chose social work as her choice of course when she applied for the scholarship. There's 1000+ applicants. Only 400+ were shortlisted for the psychometric test before 71 were shortlisted for the interview. Whoa... anyway, qing didn't get the scholarship initially. She fought really hard for it. Apparently, she approached many people at different times for the sake of an interview. Her fighting spirit moved the interviewers. As for peiyueng, she's significant because she didn't noe wad podiatry was about even when she went for the interview. Lol... Anyway, i noe non of the interviewers lah... oh well, i had a different interview panel from the rest. The skit was just about the process of getting the scholarship. We tried to inject humour with those props and words. Fortunately, we got laughter at the end. The song at the end of the skit was the nicest...at least to me... After the award ceremony, it was the reception. The moment i went in to the reception area, i was stopped by a familiar face! She was the interviewer for the NHG scholarship. She seemed to remember me...lol. She's actually the director for nursing in TTSH. I remember a row of nursing directors from different hospitals interviewed me for the NHG scholarship. I guess i was significant because i was the first to be interviewed. Anyway, i felt really bad when i rejected NHG for MOH. However, she came over to congratulate me instead. I felt relieved... She mentioned something like being shocked when i rejected the NHG scholarship. However, when she found out i accepted MOH instead, also to pursue nursing, she was more than happy. Well, as she had said, we are all fellow nurses no matter which hospital or cluster we serve. I learnt something from the talk with her. We must learn to "let go" in whatever situations we are in. I had a nice chat with her. I think she makes a real nice nurse =D after which, cherie was dragged into the conversation too... All nurses! She was telling us how nurses no longer play minor roles but are advancing to greater, important roles through the taking up of masters programmes and PHDs... i guess, all of us should aspire together with the passion of serving the community =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1147799160101122561?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1147799160101122561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1147799160101122561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1147799160101122561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1147799160101122561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-just-had-award-presentation.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-6277017427446409726</id><published>2007-09-02T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T08:33:43.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had spent 2 consecutive nights being sandwiched in the crowd at suntec city. Thanks to the famous COMEX fair... I think IT fairs attract more people than any other fairs held in singapore? i dun think food fair gets that fair share of crowd. It seems like, IT fairs are held regularly (once every few months) but it still attracts a similar size of crowd or an ever-growing size of crowd. Is it cos the prices of the technologies drop during each fair? Or is it that people are renewing their IT products monthly (that's rich...) ? I guess, it's the spending crowd that alternates between the IT fairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday at city hall is like...expected... Shoppers, comex-goers.... We (fel, jaey n I) have to squeeze through plenty of people... we had our dinner at burgerking at suntec before going to comex. By the time we reached comex, it's like...8pm lol... (comex closes at 9) We had the time to browse around a few brands (fujitsu, toshiba, canon, and apple) and we had to leave already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i went with my pa n ma. City hall is not that crowded probably cos it's in the afternoon (and monday is a work-day). We went to comex straight. The crowd, as expected, is THERE. Escalators are loaded, corridors are congested... We went straight to the Fujitsu area. I had a hard time contemplating between A6030 and S7111. Guess what? they were even placed next to each other... I had decided on S7111 initially but somehow, the sales tactics got hold of me. In the end, i spent like 30mins thinking which one to get (and bargaining for more free gifts). in the end, the decision was between "big" or "small" notebook. that's the most sian decision but also the most crucial. After weighing the needs and the wants... or whatever... I decided not to procrastinate anymore. I made a sacrifice for a cheaper laptop, the A6030. It's heavier, so this means i needa spend more energy lugging it around. It's 0.5kg heavier. When i was set, the salesmen told me there was no more stock. Therefore, i had to head down to simlim square to get my notebook along with those stuffs i bargained for. Apparently, the price is set (no more bargain space). Thus, i could only ask for more freebies.  ahhhhh.... I have to spend time going down to simlim =.=&lt;br /&gt;After shopping for my notebook, i went shopping with my parents at marina square. I bought quite a few tops and a bottom at Ezine. My mum bought a few too. We spent a HUGE sum of money. My dad finally bought his first young-looking shirt there... and i got a cheap jacket at samuel n kevin. hmmmz... we spent thousands in total todae...&lt;br /&gt;i still lacked a few accesories. I still need a laptop lock, headphones with mic, maybe an amplifier with speakers? USB external port, dvd-rws, and one more webcam ( i got my free webcam and 1GB memorystick from fujitsu). Lol... that seems a lot... and OH! a ventilator/laptop stand to protect my notebook...that'll amount to about 3k =.= that's a lot...i think i needa cut down on some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-6277017427446409726?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/6277017427446409726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=6277017427446409726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6277017427446409726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6277017427446409726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-had-spent-2-consecutive-nights-being.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-8251978290387753805</id><published>2007-08-31T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T11:02:39.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok... I'm back from a "hectic day"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we had a pre-departure briefing conducted by IDP's gary. The attendance in the morning was quite bad, so gary resorted to presenting in a less formal way. He's actually quite humorous. So he started his presentation with plenty of graphics and that really enticed us to go. Gary used to study in monash, so i guess his experience is more or less relevant to me. I was paying extra attention to those pics featuring melbourne, looking out for any attractions to visit. Tasmania is relatively near Melbourne, so i think i'll head there during one of my breaks. What's more? There's SNOWY MOUNTAINS in victoria! this means that i may get a chance to touch snow!! (i've never touched any) Ok... chill... gary continued to introduce various school facilities and stuffs like that. I think what really interests most of us is the driving part. Apparently, we had to obtain an Aussie licence in addition to our international licence. This means we have to take a driving test there! but we do not need a qualified instructor. we just need someone who has an aussie licence to guide us. As for the vehicle, we can get a decent 2nd-hand car at thousands. This is relatively cheap, as compared to singapore's car prices. We can pool our money together and get a car to drive around. what's more? we can have roadtrips to neighbouring cities and pass by areas like, the ocean drive!&lt;br /&gt;Ok...we can't bring BEANIES into aus...my poor dapigu cannot be brought in because of BEANS in its butt... we can't bring many things. it seems like we have to even declare drugs and medication we bring in. what about panadol? Anyway, we'll have plenty of trouble bringing things we want to bring in for our own convenience. Also, it'll be quite cold in melbourne during winter. I guess i need to bring some winter clothes there and maybe shop for some over in aust. I found this phrase funny..."A woman is like melbourne's weather. There are 4 seasons in a day. It can be sunny, windy, rainy then freezing." And yea, we can buy wine and beer at super duper low prices =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we had a drug talk by CNB. So it's like, we were informed of the prevalence of various drugs in the diff countries. It's like...during parties? we could get our drink spiked when we go for a dance. So the advice was to buy a new drink when we come back to avoid being spiked and not share drinks. Then i thought, what a waste of money! The plan is, to smuggle a water bottle in without being noticed. We could drink something after coming back from a dance without having to buy a new drink and without risking being drugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was good! PiZZA! i loved the chicken wings... After lunch, the lame group of ppl (containing ppl from a certain school =p) gathered and starting playing lame games. you know..that dididididididi-diu! and dididididi-didi games. I think we were more like, entertaining people than entertaining ourselves. However, ppl were not exactly enthusiastic in those games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next was a talk by a psychologist. She simply told us how we could cope overseas. We may face discrimination there even though generally, most aussies dun discriminate. She supposedly had a coke can thrown at her by a group of teens and wasn't served at a restaurant. Well, i think when we are first there, we've to be open-minded and think from different perspectives. That'll make it easier for us to cope with such situations. It'll be good to provide a listening ear to someone who's down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, we had a mini briefing with our in-charge from the different clusters before gathering with an aussie grad to discuss her life in aust. She studied in uni of Queensland, brisbane. She had quite an interesting experience. She had more aussie friends than asian frens probably because she's the only asian OTherapist in her course. Her college life seems exciting, yet at the same time, it sounds scary. I wouldn't like neighbours to blast their music in the middle of the night. I also wouldn't like people sneaking up to my room by climbing up poles. There's a drinking culture there in her college. We could make friends through such "drink activities". Well, she said that they would respect us if we don't drink that much alcohol. I think that sounds comforting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up, we had our rehearsals for the ceremony. The actors haven't really met up to discuss and rehearse. So, that was our first rehearsal. The props group had their stuffs ready for the actors. There were much conflicts regarding how the actors should act. Some irritating issues occurred during the rehearsal. There was something called, "all talk but no action" occurring. A few of us were quite pissed off. Perhaps more initiative can be taken. However, self-consciousness must be present before initiative can be taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After rehearsal, i pangseh-ed jaey n fel (sorrie!) and i went dinner at outram with peiyueng and qingshan. We were practically bitching throughout dinner as well as sharing all the uni stuffs we know. During dinner, we drank sugarcane juice. when we finished the cup, we realised, we just finished half a litre of liquid. It's madness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiring... but i'm really quite turned off today at the last part...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-8251978290387753805?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8251978290387753805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=8251978290387753805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8251978290387753805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8251978290387753805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-2176016054368037422</id><published>2007-08-26T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T08:57:47.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's prop session went well... There was supposed to be 7 people around (including those i roped in) but due to personal reasons, only 4 turned up. Peiyueng and I started at around 1plus. xuetying and vivian came later. Since i got most of the props' materials ready, we could start on some. However, as we made more, we realised we were short of materials. Hence, we got xuetying to get them for us. Some of the props look really nice due to the colour combination. Luckily my house was near a shopping centre. We had the convenience of rushing down to get materials and continuing with our props making. The interesting part was the ppt slides production. We altered website contents (even though that may be illegal). I don't think they'll sue us for that? The cool part was the photoshopping part. Peiyueng seems really experienced at that. We were supposed to meet up on sunday, but since we were almost done, we decided to cancel the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's Melvin's birthday. We celebrated his birthday at his house. I could still remember last year, i didn't attend his party because i was busy mugging for prelims. One year passed really quickly and so many things happened. Family gatherings are like that... We get plenty of nice food and I'll always gorge myself on those food. Zhen was busy with those chicken wings and she didn't eat! I was shocked... She's always the first to rush to those food. After a while, the usual Zhen returned... hahaz... She stuffed herself with at least 4 slickes of cake and chocolate accompanied with the cake! Lol... Not forgetting, marshmallows, satay, otah and whatever food you can find on the table.&lt;br /&gt;Laoyi was telling me about the photos she used to take of me. I think, when i'm young, i'm a huge POSER. I love posing with innocent looks. You know... hands cupped round your face...standing with hands on your waist... Those photos were taken when i was 2 years old, according to her. She wanted to pass those photos to me on that day. I think i owe it to her when i was young. She took care of me when i was 1year plus old to 3years plus old. She used to feed me lots of food, especially roti prata, fishball noodles... hahaz... I think that explains why i've always liked eating... Since my dad likes to take photos, there are like, tons of photoalbums with photos of me posing. He even enlarged a pic of me when i was young. That pic used to be hung up on one of the walls at my kindergarten school. I felt paiseh whenever i see it up...&lt;br /&gt;I had a talk with eelin later. She's like the "me" one year ago, just that she's less mug than me. Apparently, she seemed distracted during dinner. I think she's bothered by all the studying and exams as well as what she may do in the future. At this point of time last year, I had an idea that i wanted to do nursing already. I still remembered arguing with my dad over this. I was especially motivated to study really hard to get into nursing in NUS. I think getting into the course was what really spurred me to work hard to pursue something i wanted. Eelin is still thinking currently. She hasn't figured out exactly what she wanted. She had a vague idea of becoming a policewoman. Though not realistic for her and more realistic for Zhen, i would encourage her if she really wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps for people like us, deciding what we are doing depends partly on our interests. Well, for our parents' generation, it may seem like a bad thing. It may seem as if we are unrealistic and we didn't really think about our future in monetary terms. However, if we really want to persist in a certain profession, i think interest or passion plays a part. If you like something, perhaps overcoming obstacles would become easier for us since we have a fixed target.  Anyway, it's not like we don't think about money either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanakimijapan epi8 has been released! Sano has been more active keeping himself BUSY around Mizuki. Hahaz... this is getting good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-2176016054368037422?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/2176016054368037422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=2176016054368037422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2176016054368037422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2176016054368037422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/08/yesterdays-prop-session-went-well.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-660114480605231660</id><published>2007-08-23T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T05:12:30.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to blog yesterday, but google died on me and blogger. i couldn't access any blogspot blogs either.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm so slack everyday there's practically nothing worth updating about. I'm just driving driving driving everyday. I've started tutoring my cousin. Apparently, her physical appearance changed a lot. I'm not sure about her character and stuffs. However, when it comes to dealing with seniors like us, she maintains a level of respect. I didn't had much trouble teaching her but, she didn't quite understand most of the chapters taught so I think i may have to re-teach her. She's taking physics this year and it's like, one of the sciences i'm not veri good at. I taught her all about "light" that day and i think i'd be teaching "resistors" soon. i hate chapters related to electricity =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... talking about driving... I've been having revision lessons most of the time. So every lesson, it's a repeated cycle of circuit + route, circuit + route. Like what most people said, revisions are the lessons we learn and absorb most things from. after stopping for 3 months, i clean forgot when the blind-spot checking times were. During the first few revisions, i was quite amazed that i could still do most parts quite well. For eg. parallel parking, vertical parking, slope, directional change and S-course. So far, other than occasional small mistakes (or kerb mounting), i don't have much problem in the circuit. Practices are still important la... but durin my revision lessons, i changed like 5 instructors already. For my normal lessons, i had 2 main instructors only. However, i managed to gain more experience and advice from different instructors. Each taught me different things and reminded me about different blindspot checking. So when i compile everything together, i practically can't stop checking blindspots. i'm afraid i may sprain my neck... i had a few assesments already. I failed almost all of them, but by a little (if u exclude the immediate failures).  most of the demerit points come from the test routes. somehow, when i'm not having an assesment, there wouldn't be much of a problem. When i'm having an assesment, something interesting would happen... There was once i nearly hit down an old lady if i wasn't paying enough attention. There were 2 pedestrains. I spotted only the first because he was wearing a dark shirt and it was raining. I slowed down initially. He managed to cross safely before i was near him so i sped up a little since it was still green light. However, when i approached the junction, i noticed an old lady behind him. I was so shocked i simply braked the hardest i could. Luckily i stopped before hitting her. Traffic light was still green and i just stopped there while the old lady continued to cross slowly. i was still shocked and i think, the old lady was equally shocked... That earned me 8 demerit points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just started watching a new kdrama called "the first shop of coffee prince". It's the latest and hottest in korea. I didn't know about it until recently because it kept appearing on newspprs. it's something similar to hanakimi in the sense that the protagonist behaves like a boy but is a girl in real life. Both of them kept their real identity a secret until later.&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching tons of dramas now. I've just watched gokusen. It's something similar to GTO where they have a real violent, but understanding homeroom teacher. I like the students... cos they are cool-looking... lol... oguri shun and matsumoto jun from hanayoridango are both acting as students in gokusen. I like narimiya tho... he has a cute smile =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-660114480605231660?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/660114480605231660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=660114480605231660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/660114480605231660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/660114480605231660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wanted-to-blog-yesterday-but-google.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-6933129677036954513</id><published>2007-08-12T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T05:52:07.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like delaying my posts... but anyway, i just watched hanakimi(japan) epi6! It ended with a hug between mizuki and sano... ahhh... what will happen next? love will blossom? i can't wait for wednesday to come... I think i'm biased, but i just dun like hanakimi(taiwan). perhaps it's because it's too similar to the manga and since i'm an avid fan of the manga, i'd probably choose the latter. but hanakimi(jap) has a similar basis as the manga (having a girl attending a boys' school) but the content is different, which is why i preferred hanakimi (jap) to the taiwan one. and yea... nakatsu (xiuyi) and sano (quan2) are more good looking =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been slack nowadays. I had my driving pre-test a few days ago. The instructor was one who had a real sense of humour and kept distractin me from driving. I made a hundred mistakes because i was laughing and laughing away. For eg. i didn't signal when i was changing lane. Well, that earned me 2 demerit points. In the end, i supposedly got 18 demerit points. And i admitted to a mistake which i've made repeatedly (for starting off on a wrong gear at the same place). so i got a total of 20 demerit points. Before that instructor left, he told me..."you got 16demerit only la... 14 initially..." i was shocked! after making so many mistakes, i got only 16... i think he's lenient. Anyway, he likes talking. When i'm on the slope ready to move off, or parking vertically, or parallel... he'll be talking. And while i waited for him to finish talking...his colleague will be like "you can move off already...lol.." nice instructor and comical...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-6933129677036954513?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/6933129677036954513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=6933129677036954513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6933129677036954513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6933129677036954513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-like-delaying-my-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-2072037497758943160</id><published>2007-08-06T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T07:34:52.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from OBS (2 days ago) !&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, OBS is quite fun but tiring. I had a few interesting encounters too.&lt;br /&gt;on the first day, we met at the jetty early in the morning. Fortunately, punggol jetty is extremely near my house, so i woke up rather late. I couldn't really sleep well the night before probably because i'm not used to sleeping early. Our instructors were Selamat and Chinyong. The 2 teams we were split into were dhanabalan and engsoon. I belonged to the engsoon one. There weren't many people at OBS at that time (since it isn't the school holidays). We had a few teambuilding games initially. There were plenty of briefings in the morning, and discussions about aims and objectives. during one of the games, we had to piece pictures together to form a continuous comic strip. However, we did not get to see each other's pictures. We had to shout out the content of our picture and get people with related pictures to be grouped together. It was more of a game that tested our communication skills. It requires us to be more detailed when trying to portray something.&lt;br /&gt;It was only until afternoon, did we have our first taste of adventure. We tried the inverted tower and it was more of a buddy-based adventure. We had a target set as part of a scenario-based campaign. Xuetying and I volunteered to serve as the campaign managers to raise funds for a cause. There are 2 routes to take, the ZZ-log and the chimney climb. All of us took turns to go up and we exceeded our time limit greatly. Xuetying and I paired up (even though we were not supposed to since we were both campaign managers). We did the chimney climb. It was quite tiring for us partly because we had been belaying and assisting all along before our turn. While we did the rockwall, i slipped once and fell but continued nonetheless. I decided to just, "heck care and climb". I just hung on to anything i could. Unlike common rock wall climbs, 2 of us were attached by a tether and we have to maintain a close distance between each other. By the time we reached the tyres, we were already half dead. I was merely clinging on to the tyres and i couldn't proceed to the last part. Well, i'm rather physically unfit plus i'm quite heavy. I guess that's why i can't pull myself up that easily. In the end, xuetying and i ended up clinging on to the tyres for quite some time and we couldn't complete the climb to obtain the maximum points. =( sorry xuetying! We couldn't achieve our target in the end (the entire team). however, we gained quite a lot from this climb, like teamwork and courage.&lt;br /&gt;At night, after dinner, we had our nightwalk in the forest. All we had was a lightstick and we had to follow the people in front really closely. We reached a place where the tunnels were. Apparently, these tunnels are simulations of caves. we had to go through it individually. I was expecting rock walls and animal sounds. While i waited for my turn, qingshan, xuetying and I were sharing ghost stories to make ourselves more frightened. After i got in, the first thing in my mind was, "omg! are the tunnels large enough to fit my size? can i get through?" The tunnels are actually part of a maze and we have to find our way inside with the lightstick. I was crawling through the tunnels on my knees are frankly speaking, it hurts. i reached places where i really lost my way because i couldn't find alternative routes for a moment. I expect only horizontal routes but not vertical ones. When i saw an opening on top in the middle of the maze, the first thing i did was search for stairs. There were none! i tried figuring how to get up. The next thing i did? just climb. I was clinging there for a moment because i couldn't get up. There were some parts in the maze where the hole is really SOOO small i couldn't crawl through. I've to literally lie on my belly to crawl through it. There were no other ways. some holes were so small we didn't expect it to be the entrance to the next part of the maze. when i came out into a large empty space, i was searching for the next part of the maze. i didn't expect it to end that quickly. However, the moment i got in, i realised that the route seems familiar. I reversed out of the route in the end and searched for the exit. lol! i couldn't find the exit!! but i still got out in the end. I was quite relieved that i went through the maze safely. i got a few bruises on my knees though.&lt;br /&gt;We had our sea expedition the next day. We spent the morning getting our stuffs ready for the expedition like ponchos, life vests, change of clothes, and food. We had to prepare the kayaks, floating on our lifevests, wading, and YES....capsizing our kayaks and getting on them again. I paired up with peiyueng. It was extremely difficult to get on to the kayaks again while floating in water. I couldn't get myself up. And when i got up, the boat capsized again when peiyueng is nearly up. When peiyueng got up, the kayak capsized again when i nearly got up. LOL.... we capsized 3 times in a row. However, we finally succeeded. So we swore, NEVER to capsize. We were required to take our lunch out at sea. So we packed our lifevests with food and loaded the kayaks with water and ponchos. Peiyueng and I carried extra oranges in case anyway got seasick. We set off in the afternoon. We had a lot of trouble getting out to sea and round the jetties because most of us are not used to kayaking or had never tried it before. When we were out at sea, Peiyueng got tired. but i guess, she's not used to kayaking yet. After some time out at sea, and replenishing our bodies with food and water, we began to go at a faster and regular rate. We went past kelongs and had kelong dogs barking at us. when we stopped to rest, we were swept towards the kelongs and ended up apologising to them. lol.. but we stabilised ourselves but holding on to each others' kayaks such that we would not capsize that easily. When we finally reached the river from sea, we had our rest and lunch there. I ate only oreos for lunch. The water there was much more stable so it was easier to move through it. However, we lost our way a few times and we had to reverse. Not only so, we had to cross certain mud banks and roads by carrying our kayaks over. It was really teamwork that helped us through. The instructors helped the 1st and last kayak. The rest passed through with the help from the other teammembers. not easy to carry those kayaks! they were extremely heavy. Luckily we passed through land, cos i didn't dare to settle my small business in the water since i had to get out of the kayak. I was afraid that i couldn't climb back again. While we were out at sea and in the river, i had no feeling of us being at Ubin. However, the moment we were crossing roads, i realised that we were in ubin! lol...lost my sense of location. When we reached our destination, we have rowed our kayaks for at least 5.5hours with only few 5-10mins breaks in between. We had our share of jokes too. For example, seeing people crashing into mangroves at the sides, joking about oranges falling into the sea or river, or seeing ourselves swept by the river current and frantically preventing ourselves from crashing into the mangroves/trees at the sides (since we had 5 kayaks holding on to one another, it was not easy directing the kayaks). After reaching the destination, we had to carry the kayaks up and tidy up our travel items before we could really have a break. Most of us were floating on land. We split up to do the cookin and pitching of tents. I was part of the cooking group. we had rice, curry and mushrooms. The rice was slightly burnt in the end at the bottom but relatively well-cooked. Tent-pitchers were done at the same time but we didn't have enough messtins for all to eat from. So we had to share. We also lacked utensils so some had to make do with forks for their meals. i had my spoon and i shared with shan. My fork went to kaiming... lol.. anyway, after eating, it was pot scrubbing time. shan and i spent the entire mealtime scrubbing one rice pot and i spent half the bathtime scrubbing the other rice pot. I used soap, sand and gravel and stones to scrub that stupid pot and still, it wasn't entirely clean. The instructors have to complete the job while we went to bathe. Girls had the guys' toilet at the campsite while guys had the girls' toilet. There were no hooks in the toilet cubicle! so someone had to stand guard to pass us our items. The instructors din inform us to bring our soaps or stuffs like that. we ended up rinsing and changing into dry clothes for bedtime. i was still quite wet at the end, cos i brought only my face towel there! and we brought it on our own accord... At night, i slept at the outermost of the tent. The tent is simply made up of a groundsheet, and a top canvas. No doors, nothing. our feet were exposed to the outside world. initially, i felt comfortable with all the wind blowing at me (we slept near the seaside) cos i was wearing long sleeves, track pants and shoes. since i slept at the side, i was more cautious of snakes or animals. I wake up the moment i hear anything. Initially, i saw a stray dog stealing a pack of biscuits from our lifevest area (we left our food there unintentionally). I couldn't sleep cos i was afraid some dog will come sniffing at me. then i heard footsteps again and guess what i saw? A WILD BOAR! It was a huge wild boar! (people at tekong would have seen it many times, but i'm not in NS). It was running past the other side of my tent where qingshan were. They were sleeping like pigs and didn't see it. I woke peiyueng and nadiah up to see that wild boar.  However, the boar didn't have much activities later. until about 12 plus, i heard dogs barking intensely. I realised that the boar is out from the forest again and the dogs are barking at it, apparently to make it go back and to stay away from our sleeping area. There was a guard dog and it seems like it was leading other stray dogs. They surrounded our tents, sort of to prevent the boar from coming near us. At a point of time, the boar was facing the other side of my tent and staring right in my face. It was so near our tent! (qingshan were still sleeping like logs!) peiyueng and I looked at its true face then. omg...huge tusks....Cool eh! the dogs chased the boar too. After all the commotion i went back to sleep again. I woke up at 4plus when i heard dogs barking again. this time, i see the dogs barking at the boar and the boar charging at the dogs. Omg... it was like a fight! and the dogs continued to protect us by standing guard near our tents. I was really excited and i was probably the only one watching the fight.  In the morning, the rest were quite astonished that a boar actually ran about our sleeping area. Even though they heard dogs barking, they didn't see a boar. lol... peiyueng,nadiah and i are the only few who saw it. and i think i'm the only lame one around sacrificing precious sleep to stare at the dogs and wild boar. It looks like those maple boars u noe!&lt;br /&gt;In the morning of the 3rd day, we had a phantom buddy revealing time. we picked our phantom buddies the day before and were supposed to observe them. Lol... initially, i'm the one receiving my phantom buddy, only to find out that xuetying was my phantom! hahaz...then when i was at the giving end, i was xuetying's phantom! i gave her a huge surprise just as she gave me one when she revealed herself. I had a hard time keeping the secret while she shared what she observed about me. Actually, we didn't have much to share either, since we were in different kayaks and we dun get to spend a lot of time together. Then, we played another game. We had to blindfold ourselves and set off from the starting point to the ending point as a team. No one could see the routes, including the leaders so we had to figure out a plan to reach our final point. We spent 20mins figuring out and the rest of the time walking. We got lost for a while but we managed to reach our ending point (which is a tree). After which, we have to row our kayaks back to the main campsite. It is only a super small distance away from our expedition campsite. Most of us felt cheated but relieved at the same time. Most of us had arm aches already, and bad ones. We nearly didn't have the strength to go back. We cleared up our stuffs before proceeding to....jetty jump! We had to jump from the jetty after saying out our commitments. I was awaiting that moment. Frankly speaking, i like swimming in the sea. Since some couldn't swim, those who could swim has to jump first and wait by. We had our lifevests anyway. While i waited for peiyueng, i was practically enjoying in the water...lol... Just that, the lifevest was really hindering me...i would rather it not on me (for the jetty jump only). After jetty jump, we washed our expedition stuffs and ourselves and packed up to leave the place.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun and i really learnt a lot from this OBS camp. Well, learning is one, applying is another. Yupz...meaningful stories were shared with us by Selamat and chinyong and yes.... after achieving our target, we should cheer! and after which, we share our experiences with others =)&lt;br /&gt;I learnt about how we could go about achieving certain targets. since most of our adventures are team-based, there's 3 components we have to pay attention to. Product, people and procedure. Depending on what we are doing, the extent of each we have to concentrate on varies. there are many other lessons learnt from each adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Sea expedition - teamwork (waiting for each other, rowing together, coordinating, carrying each others' kayaks together) and i guess, perseverance. We must have flexibility too.&lt;br /&gt;Tunnel - how our future will be like... we have to walk our paths alone most of the time. we may feel lost sometimes but eventually we'll find our way. We have to find solutions ourselves and most of the time, there'll always be a way out, depending on our own perceptions. even if the hole is small, it could be the way, depending on whether we want to attempt it or not. At the end of our journey, we'll feel stronger and relieved.&lt;br /&gt;inverted tower - courage and teamwork. We have to cooperate so that we can get to the top together. determination is impt. We should not give up easily. lastly, we must have the courage to try.&lt;br /&gt;We learnt many other things through other games too... it was a fruitful camp =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-2072037497758943160?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/2072037497758943160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=2072037497758943160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2072037497758943160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/2072037497758943160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-from-obs-2-days-ago-anyway-obs-is.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1819913546185443793</id><published>2007-07-28T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:31:47.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I changed blogskin again!  This time, i used the previous blogskin as a guide to create my own. I just got crazy over a new anime called saiunkoku monogatari and have decided to create a wallpaper initially. However, photoshop totally demoralised me. Hence i've decided to create something easier. I was inspired to create my own blog image. I played around with photoshop for the entire 2 hours or so....attempting the various functions to achieve my desired image. Well, if u noticed, there are parts which are badly done and are obviously photoshopped. Oh well... I tried many things, moving the pictures, creating the words, selecting additional pictures, creating effects and so on. After which, i uploaded on to blogger and did a few editing to the original template. If you realised, it's actually rather similar to the previous one. It's just that, the guys are substituted by a couple. hahaz... So, presenting my final work... WELCOME! and yea... i learnt the basics of photoshopping =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1819913546185443793?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1819913546185443793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1819913546185443793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1819913546185443793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1819913546185443793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-changed-blogskin-again-this-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-3456496475173028247</id><published>2007-07-12T08:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:14:27.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just went Funan with em on wed. Actually I learnt quite a lot from the trip to Funan. Before going, I got a crash course from bun so that I wouldn't feel confused when those salespeople start explaining, or when looking at the specs provided by the shops. Firstly, I asked about the most important components in a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt about the processor, ram and the other parts. With those knowledge in mind, I had less trouble understanding the terms those salesmen use. Well, since i had only a crash course, there are still things i don't really understand. Like, what's the difference between a core duo and a core2 duo. Initially, i guessed that it was something like...different generations. Yepz...I got it. Anyway, most laptops have a core duo processor. Hence i didn't really take note of the type of processor. Core duos are better and faster anyway. The only thing i took note of was the speed of the processor. The next thing was ram. The cheaper laptops have a ram speed of 512mbhz. The slightly more expensive ones have a ram speed of 1Ghz. You could choose to upgrade to 1.5Ghz tho...at a rate of 69 - 99. The shops quoted different prices...but anyway, as one salesman pointed out, even if you have a good ram speed, but a not so fast processor, you still can't maximize the effect of the processor.  Next is harddisk space. Generally, most laptops offer 80-120GB HDD. the smaller it is, the cheaper it is of course.&lt;br /&gt;Then I started asking about the brands. Actually, i was biased towards a few brands initially. Acer, fujitsu and toshiba were the three brands. After much sourcing, researching and asking, most salesmen dun recommend acer. Good specs, good price, but not so good quality according to them. Toshiba and Fujitsu are better, just that fujitsu's much more expensive for the same specs. It's made in japan. So em and i researched on the different models in different shops. There were shops with intimidating salesmen, some with friendly ones, and some who had no idea what we were asking and thus they gave a bad explanation. After researching and analysing the each model's outlook and specs, we actually settled on a few models from Toshiba and Fujitsu. then we started shooting plenty of questions. Fortunately i had a crash course, or else i'd have some trouble asking those questions, and the salesmen would probably find us irritating. As a salesperson, i'd prefer my customers have some sort of basic knowledge in the product they are buying.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about the price, the functions..&lt;br /&gt;Initially, em and I were most or less settled on the toshiba laptop due to its specs and stuffs and price. However, after some thought, i'm sort of inclined towards the Fujitsu's one. However, the only one thing i dun like about the fujitsu's one is that, it only has microsoft XP. It does not offer Vista. However, i saw a somewhat similar model at a nicer shop. That model has a biometric function, and yes...Vista. I didn't really ask more about that laptop. Come to think about it, I sort of regret not asking about it. I would have to go down to Funan once more. Actually, i like looking around for laptops, and the accesories i may require. I find it fun to know something new.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm thinking...should I get my laptop at simlim? or funan? Funan's shops seem more trustworthy. Hahaz...who shall i drag with me? new laptop noobies? or comp expert? lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-3456496475173028247?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/3456496475173028247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=3456496475173028247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/3456496475173028247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/3456496475173028247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-went-funan-with-em-on-wed.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-273492843200696415</id><published>2007-07-06T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:50:13.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new blogskin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-273492843200696415?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/273492843200696415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=273492843200696415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/273492843200696415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/273492843200696415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-9214744673146920340</id><published>2007-06-23T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T09:19:49.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A series of fortunate events occurred today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; our book sales hit a record high, way beyond what we've targeted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; our overall sales hit a record high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; we had extremely good sales record consecutively for 2 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; the theif at toapayoh was caught and the issue solved peacefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; i felt i've slimmed down a little after skipping dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; i felt a sense of strong unity among my colleagues for a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; the tuition centre in-charge next door treated me to a piece of cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; he said "i like you"&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, a few unfortunate events occurred today too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; i forgot to bring home my wallet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; i had no money to go home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; i couldn't get a taxi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; i nearly quarrelled with someone who was also waiting for the cab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; xiaoqiang's left=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; tml's the last day i'll ever work with danny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-&gt; the boss and the lady boss are so "wth!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hahaz... the few of us were so busy promoting comics, we barely had time to rest. There was a pattern observed in the shop. Whenever the game counter area's crowded, our area will be quiet and vice versa. Our customers alternates. We were aiming a record high of only 2k. Somehow, customers just came swarming into the shop and bought like they've never done so. the nets machine probably feels tired today, having to process so many transactions. and for the first time, we exceeded our target by a lot, creating a record high.the boss and lady boss are stationed at tpy. Business there obviously wasn't as good as ours. Our sales was twice theirs. They probably felt somewhat inferior? haha... they called periodically to scold us. And yes, the boss was stopping us from transferring consoles to our branch (to prevent us from earning more?) until someone lied about customers resorting to buy from our competitor. the boss relented of course. i think xiaoqiang was rather happy about returning to amk since he had to deliver a console. Imagine having to face your irritating boss on your last day? i really hope that he wouldn't be around either next week.That teacher next door held a party at the steamboat shop. while walking back from the restroom, i happened to pass by him and his big group of friends. "ah Jie!" he called out really loudly. Then we begun speech-fighting again. halfway, he said jokingly "i like you". lol... i blushed la... but it was rather dark there and i was busy speech-fighting to continue blushing. I was a teeny-weeny little bit interested in him what =)Anyway, the not-so-bad guy treated me to a large piece of cake, ranting "rmb to bring back the plate hor?" x3 heh...i brought the cake back and shared with my colleagues. not bad la...my fav fruit cake. hahaz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;back at the shop, i begun fighting with people again la (as usual...) somehow, all of them ganged up against me. Especially some lovesick baichi whose sweetheart didn't join the party next door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;countdown 7 days more to go!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-9214744673146920340?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/9214744673146920340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=9214744673146920340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/9214744673146920340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/9214744673146920340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/series-of-fortunate-events-occurred.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1237747030106784074</id><published>2007-06-18T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T07:26:57.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's my offday today! and it's included in the countdown by the way...so...12 more days to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, it's MY offday, and it's shiling darling's offday, and it's ang ku kueh's offday! lol... well, angkukueh's offday and my offday are always fixed on monday, so it's natural for us to have the time to jio each other out. Initially, i wanted to jio him to simlim square so that he can enlighten me on those laptop stuffs. Shiling's offday came as a surprise. Cristy changed her offday at the last minute to monday yesterdae. So she called me immediately to jio me out. Haha...her phone attempts to amk failed terribly. I picked those calls, but i directed those calls to baichi even though i noe she was looking for me. I was laughing away while acting as the matchmaker for baichi and her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess she gave up calling amk and decided to call my phone instead. hahaz.. so we decided to go sentosa within minutes! we got the time arranged and stuffs. we jio-ed angkukueh too. Poor angkukueh, i deserted him for my darling. Shiling hasn't been to Sentosa, so i brought her to the beach there. The water there, apparently, isn't very clean today. I guess it's due to the rain. We went sentosa just for the sake of playing water. There were only 2 of us initially. We actually shared much gossips when angkukueh wasn't around and we played around in the water for an hour before proceeding back to the beach station to fetch that angkukueh. We arranged to meet him at 1plus and we were dripping wet at the station! so embarrassing... he didn't turned up even after an hour. we simply gave up waiting (we couldn't contact him because our hps were in the locker). We went back to the locker and got our hps and called him. I was terribly "pissed" when he told me he was still at harbourfront and would only arrive at 2.30... lol... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 fat ladies at the beach, waiting for that old man... we were sort of embarrassed when we saw him coming (with a friend). We've never seen each other in other clothes other than workwear. It was actually an "eye-opening" experience... lol... the 4 of us played around in the water for another 2 hours. it wasn't very hot that day nor cold.. but i think i was still burnt... Shiling and I spent 1 hour waiting for our turn to bathe. Those girls are really taking the hell of the time. I just don't understand y they can still take 1/2 an hour to bathe despite knowing tt tons of ppl are waiting for their turn. A short hair girl went in 5 mins before me. She came out 5mins after i  came out from the shower. Wow... and imagine this, she's quite fast already among her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bleahz... when we came out, angkukueh was complaining that we took a real long time to bathe. In actual fact, we took only a mere 15mins, and shiling went in after me. =) and according to them, some guy was caught trying to take photos of girls in the toilet from above the toilet. Actually, i realised something. Passers-by can actually see wad's going on in the girls' toilet if they bothered to take a look. This is because the trees surrounding the toilet do not have enough leaves to shield their views of the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Usually, all of us would be in black. For the first time, we saw each other in clothes of another colour. lol... As i was wearing a t-shirt, i still didn't realise how bad my sunburnt was (because no one could tell me). We went vivo to visit our colleague, bluedragon! There were 2 new colleagues working there. One's quite good-looking... lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went food republic to eat. The price of the food there is =.="'. I couldn't bear to eat at all. Then we Daiso to shop for some necessities. hahaz....4 of us spent an hour there searching for only a few items. I got a container-like thing which is used to make an onigiri and another perfume to make my room smell like lavender. not to forget, i got titbits =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's actually quite fun today. I've never been out with my colleagues except during the kbox trip and a few suppers. It's the 1st time i spent an entire day playing with my colleagues (and his fren). Dajie was admiring us (like totally) when i called her over the phone. But i guess it's really difficult for her to have this chance. When she has her offday, the rest of us would probably be working or vice versa. It's really a coincidence for the 3 of us (who are relatively close to each other) to have our offdays together. let's look forward to more of such trips! and yes, when i looked into the mirror, i realised, i'm terribly terribly burnt =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1237747030106784074?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1237747030106784074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1237747030106784074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1237747030106784074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1237747030106784074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-my-offday-today-and-its-included-in.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-1031444360791238909</id><published>2007-06-14T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:44:05.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;got an impulse to blog now... actually, today's work is really tiring... all the moving of stuffs and arranging of stuffs. The fickle-minded boss increased our workload...it was a lot oh physical work... at the end of the day, i juz ran up the counter instead of doing those physical work. It's really an achievement seeing those things we've done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's shinyee's bdae todae... so the few of us gathered to go kbox... It's the first time my parents really allowed me to stay out late beyond midnite. There were only 6 of us... xinyi, me, peiching, shinyee, danny and baichi. hmmz... ok lah...we juz pia-ed all sorts of songs... I think i behaved rather conservatively at the shop hence they were really surprised when i went crazy... Stupid baichi dared me to drink a whole mug of beer, which i did. My face turned red immediately and i really felt very warm. However, i noe that i've 100% consciousness. The coldness of the beer affected my throat though. I didn't feel drunk at all (or else how do i blog after drinking that mug of beer?) anyway, i feel funny at the fact that i drunk a mug of beer with a straw... Beer's nothing la... Vodka is the limit... red wine is quite bad... but beer is rather mild. i don't like those black beer. I'd rather those normal carlsberg or tiger beer. lol... it was fun la... but maybe it'll be more fun if more ppl went... and if it was free...lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what if i had carrot legs? at least it's better than your baichi head... to think you actually lost ur love overnight simply because i accessed her friendster...lol...i guess there's no point trying all means to get her phone number for u! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think mother hen will be happy that baichi's going over to tpy to work for the entire dae tml. I guess she'll be fighting with him for the entire day again. Although jealous, i feel that it's best for her because he can cheer up the extremely depressed girl. Well, no matter how much you deny, i noe u like baichi la... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-1031444360791238909?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/1031444360791238909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=1031444360791238909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1031444360791238909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/1031444360791238909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/got-impulse-to-blog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-804314399434603834</id><published>2007-06-11T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T08:23:53.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's rather peaceful these few days at work. Guess y? because the boss is not around!! although we don't slack a lot, but at least, we feel more at ease pushing sales. there's no pressure or stuffs like that. taiwan books sales hit a high for the 2nd time on saturday... i guess it'll be bad these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on sunday, marcus came by to buy books! but too bad, i was too preoccupied with work to really serve him. It'll seem really obvious that i approached him on purpose especially when i was given other work to do. and especially when he's at the game area =.= orhhhh....0.o"'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, i'm counting down! 20 days more to the end of my life at that shop. So many things occurred at the shop these few days. A huge theft occurred at the tpy branch. Some theif stole games consecutively without being discovered. what's more? he came back to the same branch to sell the games he stole. i'm like "wth" ? he's very daring... but on that day when he came back to sell, the muddle-headed game-in-charge wasn't around. He was substituted by a smarter chicken king, who sensed something fishy. Although the theif wasn't caught on that day, but the entire issue was discovered. that game salesperson is really muddleheaded. He actually did not discover that his games were disappearing at a rather rapid rate. And he actually allowed customers who haven't paid for their NDS to leave with those NDS. The customers wanted to have a meal and play with their NDS before coming back to pay and he allowed them to do so, on the claim that he "trusts" them. Wow...u can trust customers within a 10mins interaction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, a huge argument occurred at the tpy branch over veri small issues. simply because shiling and ricky went to get more stock at the main branch and they arrived late by 15mins, anqi argued with them. Sometimes, you really can't trust people entirely unless u've really interacted with them. yingxuan was actually pouring oil on fire. someone whom i tot was juz an innocent creature is actually this scheming. even shiling couldn't believe that someone whom she has been close to is actually doing something like this. To us, it's just a small issue. a small reprimand will do. it's really lame when i first heard it. If they argue that intensely over such an issue, i'll probably fight with dajie over it. that's because i'm late almost everydae! and on days which i've half offdays, i'm always 1/2 or 1hour late! does that mean i've to quarrel with her over it? oh gosh...i dun see dajie quarreling with me over that either. poor shiling is terribly affected by her bad encounters over at that branch and she's probably heading towards my house now to cry... well, actually, i hoped that she'll be back in amk (even tho i may be overwhelmed by jealousy due to some factors). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-804314399434603834?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/804314399434603834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=804314399434603834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/804314399434603834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/804314399434603834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-rather-peaceful-these-few-days-at.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-6204510692083650992</id><published>2007-06-04T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:08:43.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went shopping with my parents today...&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling extremely nauseous when i got out of the car when we reached tampines mall. I've no idea why i have sudden surges of nausea periodically. It seems that my stomach is beginning to reject large amounts of food? I used to be able to eat like a pig. However, recently, i began to feel full even though i ate only a little. I feel hungry easily too... oh gosh...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i feel unfortunate and disadvantaged... because the clothes sold at some shops are designed for only thin people. And for people like me? unless we get the XL ones, we never get to wear nice clothes. Not all asians are thin and slim la... i'm one fat person trying to look good. but the lack of choices (and also the lack of courage from myself), prevented me from looking slightly better? haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Why can't people produce clothes for the benefit of everyone and not just 3/4 of the population? I believe that fat people can look good too...or is there a conspiracy between clothes producers and beauty centres? lol... tho i doubt so... but the lack of choices of nice clothes for fat people like me is pushing more to participate in slimming programmes. While being fat has no real benefit (since it increases the chances of certain diseases), people like me (who can't afford to slim down immediately) stilll hope that people can think of how to help(in the sense of fashion) us more while we remain plump? &lt;br /&gt;Lol...this is just a minor complaint from me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-6204510692083650992?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/6204510692083650992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=6204510692083650992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6204510692083650992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/6204510692083650992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-shopping-with-my-parents-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-7249736496067922331</id><published>2007-06-02T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T09:51:08.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now i've sore cheeks... stupid chicken king really spent a real deal of strength pinching my cheeks... They turned real red and i could feel a numb sensation in my cheeks after he pinched them... that idiot, i'm so gonna throw more than just logitech boxes at him, along with a few mario mushrooms. Peiching did a great job taking revenge on that baichi...i shall save the details...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When i saw the extra large marios standing around in the shop, they really reminded me of joe lim...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wah... somehow i really can't stand lazy people. I don't find it reasonable for one to be unable to sell games, or do anything else, and just stand by the counter watching others sell and earning 4 bucks an hour. Maybe he isn't lazy, just stupid enough to not realise that he's actually contributing nothing. I hope he disappears soon. He really spoils the day for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So a newcomer came today...she was totally enthu about the interview. However, she came for a mere 1 hour or 2 (and we didn't get her to do anything other than arrange books), and she left. Her answer was, "i found that this job is not suited for me and thus i've decided not to waste any more time." Anyway, i've also discovered that she's an irresponsible person. She wanted to leave immediately after informing me. I told her to inform peiching first (since she's the shop manager) or the lady boss and that newcomer couldn't be bothered at all. It was after i called peiching over did she stay for a while. I'm not saying that work in that shop is all that nice, but she could at least try and experience before determining the results of her decision. She left before experiencing anything (arranging books isn't any part of the experience). Anyway, my instinct told me that she wouldn't stay long either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmz...i didn't see that guy over at the tuition centre today... i saw Shiling's eye candy though... lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-7249736496067922331?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/7249736496067922331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=7249736496067922331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/7249736496067922331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/7249736496067922331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-ive-sore-cheeks.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-196378468793700408</id><published>2007-06-01T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T08:43:06.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The girls finally learnt the art of running away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The game area really caused a real deal of problems for us. They wanted to shift their counter AGAIN and this had serious implications on the book area. oh well, the boss is the most powerful. To improve game sales, he had no problem sacrificing the book area. No wonder our sales are dropping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, i went to work at 5 when i was arranged to reach at 4.30. i broke my necklace just yesterday and i'm still quite sad. I managed to repair the broken chain the day before but it just gave way again yesterday. Well, it cannot be salvaged. So i took time off to visit the silver chain shop to get another chain. I'm into this chain-wearing addiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When i first walked into the shop, i saw a more than familiar figure. That old chicken king is still around! He was supposed to be posted back to Yishun todae and Shiling and I were about to celebrate his departure. AND that bloody old chicken is back...posted back to amk within an hour of his departure. Now i've to suffer his stupid jokes again... No peace again... and i'll end up fighting again... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So the book area was completely messed up and what now? the game area is neat and nice and spacious and the book area was messy. And who does the cleaning and tidying? Thanks ah... Peiching and I completely neglected sales (we totally cannot be bothered) and spent time compressing books on the shelves, shifting them and rearranging them. There was a real huge makeover at the book area. The rental VCDs were shifted there and for a moment, i thought it was a bad idea for rental items to be among sales items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so right after work, the 3 of us cooperated to settle accounts within minutes and to leave immediately. Since the game department was doing their share to revamp their area, and WE cannot be bothered or obliged to help, we just left =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, during my trip to the toilet todae, i met the two guys from the tuition centre. One was the rumoured guy who din shut his door (it's a shared toilet). He came out from his cubicle and i thought, "din shut ur door again?" before i went in (to the designated guy's cubicle), he stopped me and said "needa flush the toilet." He's considerate enough to flush the toilet before i could use (since the designated girl's toilet is occupied). I held a small bucket of water while waiting for him and he joked "wah...wanna flush toilet for me izzit?" ha...wait long long... i'm just waiting for my turn. The other guy came out from the girl's cubicle. They started their jokes again... "eh...dun need to flush... conserve water... flush after she has used..." lol...no way manz... Then the first one volunteered to carry the large bucket of water to flush for me... hmmz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok lah...nothing interesting regarding this encounter. But i thought it's really nice for people in neighbouring shops/centres to build up friendships. I've begun to chat with the shopkeepers at the sembawang bookstore and they've helped me move cartons of books when they realised that i had no help (since the guys in my shop do not take the initiative to help). oh! the guys at the tuition centre are quite good-looking too... lol...on a closer look...the one w/o specs look even more gorgeous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When i told dajie that the guy was handsome, she rebutted by saying "maybe he's a paikia in the background... looks decent on the surface..." maybe dajie has sth against decent guys? no wonder she dotes on chicken king that much. Chicken king makes shiling and I feel pekchek many times but dajie still dote on him more than she dote on us. It was rather obvious to Shiling and I. Bleahz... 2 of us will gang up! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-196378468793700408?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/196378468793700408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=196378468793700408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/196378468793700408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/196378468793700408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/06/girls-finally-learnt-art-of-running.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-3890249006566886595</id><published>2007-05-30T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:42:37.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a real busy day today. Let me state that i'm not an octopus. Don't expect me to multi-task with only 2 hands.&lt;br /&gt;Fabian was there to repair the computers. The computers have been giving me a whole lot of trouble and irritation. Thanks to the router that directed viruses from the customers' comps over to the counter comps. Fabian did a real lot to isolate the counter comps. I've got plenty of pandas and trojan horses popping out occasionally, supposedly to give me a surprise (and a hard time). The day went rather smoothly. Other than occasional network breaks (because i kicked the modem), there weren't much problem.&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning, the game IC was sick and took MC. Ok thanks...so only 2 were left to tend the entire shop. What's more?  There's supposedly an interview held today. I was picking calls non-stop and i couldn't really leave the counter. Plus, i had an urge to answer nature's call. NO ONE was around to substitute me. Oh wow.... 200+ boxes worth of goods were taken care of by temporary part-timers so i didn't really have to worry. I just stood at the counter area while peiching did the commanding and stuffs. Both of us were extremely lethargic at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me that i don't really like picking phonecalls for interviews here.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, people ask a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, some don't think about what they wanna ask before calling. I ended up waiting for them to think of a question to ask while they prolonged the silence.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, they speak really slowly and i'm really one who can't stand that type of speech speed (i wonder i got along with mx?)&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, they don't listen to what you say (are you the one interviewed or am i?)&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, they ask some questions which don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;I shall quote an example which remains vivid in my mind....&lt;br /&gt;"hello? can i ask you something? can i wear shorts down for the interview?"&lt;br /&gt;"what do you think?"&lt;br /&gt;"can u help me ask the boss whether i can wear shorts down to the interview? the weather's really hot..."&lt;br /&gt;"can you please wear long pants?"&lt;br /&gt;"can i don't wear? can you help me ask the boss? the weather's really hot!"&lt;br /&gt;"please wear long pants."&lt;br /&gt;"then can i wear t-shirts?"&lt;br /&gt;"please wear at least a polo T-shirt or something decent"&lt;br /&gt;"polo T???? the weather's extremely hot and u want me to wear a polo-T?"&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me sir...on a personal note... do you want to wear something that'll give the boss a bad impression of you?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh whatever..."&lt;br /&gt;I was really amazed by the type of question that person asked. It's not a school interview. It's a job interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....halfway throughout the day, the boss ended up selling games because there was no game IC. hahaha.... danny was grabbed from vivo back to amk. Finally, the 3 of us reunited in amk...but we were kept busy. I was rather pekchek answering those calls...(and they came non-stop), and i had to do product information, collect money for books, scan stuffs....all simultaneously... oh wow...i felt as if i was an octopus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day...i tendered my resignation! the lady boss refused to take... i told her i was just shifting my resignation only slightly earlier but she refused to accept...The lady boss referred me to the boss. It felt as if i was asking my mum for permission to go out and she directed me to my dad for permission. The next moment, i just passed her my resignation letter (i gave her a month's notice). she passed it to her baby... =.="' i don't care la...i'm leaving on 30th june... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out for supper with peiching and danny...i like listening to them chat. I get to hear plenty of gossips plus their personal love lives... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached home, i found out that i received the reply from PSC after the interview. I was rejected by them anyway... and directed somewhere else. I don't dare to assume much from the short letter, so i've decided to wait longer for further details before thinking further about my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-3890249006566886595?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/3890249006566886595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=3890249006566886595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/3890249006566886595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/3890249006566886595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-had-real-busy-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-8593993957977396646</id><published>2007-05-28T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T01:49:39.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok. obviously, the previous entries were transferred from livejournal back to my old blog here. I guess i was trying to avoid the reality that i'm incapable of altering the appearance of my livejournal. hahaz...whatever the reason...i'm back to using this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been really tired of working nowadays. Facing many troubles and problems in the shop now. In march, i was trying to quit. I didn't quit ultimately because i felt a need to be responsible for a promise i made, which ensured my employment. Also, i felt an obligation to "help" others there. The shop is constantly facing a shortage of manpower anyway. I guess, it was the friendship cultivated there that caused me to persist on for a moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, as time passes, friendships were lost. Danny was posted away. Yoyo was fired. While i kept in contact with them, the shop was no longer the same. Never mind the fact that new colleagues were employed, and others were transferred here. To add on to the accumulating problems, the boss had a changed attitude towards workers. He was no longer caring, and blamed us mindlessly for any mistake committed, or work undone. It's as if we had the time to clear up the mess created by the customers when we are so preoccupied with sales, and the 200+ boxes that arrive without fail every month when we thought we finally had the time to clear up something. I feel that i've been blamed of something every moment while working. I'm not the only victim of course. the main victim's dajie. She's blamed for everything. And she's currently unstable in a certain sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So a few days ago, 200+ boxes of goods from china just arrived.  there were no extra workers (only one self-proclaimed part-timer). There were only the usual number of people working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One cashier, one salesgirl, one game-ic, one technician. I was the only extra one out, so i was busy trying to settle those 200+ boxes. the self-proclaimed part-timer was more than useless. He was completely ignorant of my commands. i told him to check every single box so that those containing stationery would not be left out. He went out and came in promptly. "done!" he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, i dragged liying(who came to my rescue for only a day) out to check those boxes again. We found 5 more. And those boxes were in very conspicuous places. I guess, his definition of stationery is rather narrow, or he probably forgot the meaning of stationery. I was utterly irritated with him. He's not only not helping me, he was giving me more trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the stationery-containing boxes were carried into the shop, the stationery was laid out and price labelled. Since everyone was armed with a label gadget, and i wasn't, i went out to label the boxes. They weren't easy to move. Some were extremely heavy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I looked around helplessly hoping help would come, but it never arrived. I don't know how much muscles i've strained to get those boxes up and down. fortunately, liying came out halfway. she helped me with the boxes. thanks a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, after a while, liying had to leave and i was all alone to deal with the mess created inside n outside. while stationery was taken out to be priced, they were not packed properly and left aside. I was left irritated. I have to deal with a mess created by others. and guess wad? the self-proclaimed part-timer was slacking all the way at the back of the shop, probably sms-ing and doing nothing. AFter which, he found himself a place at the game counter where he wasn't employed to be. He wasn't selling anything, juz standing there, not doing anything, and obviously not helping me. He was supposed to be packing goods, not selling games. A girl to pack 200+ boxes of stuffs without help and paid only a measly 4bucks an hour. I was challenged mentally and physically. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that, dajie asked me to stop packing those goods and to help with the ordering of taiwan books. So i went into the office to help scan those order lists. The computer gave me a whole load of problems. and the technician is obviously not around to help me settle some problems. I couldn't email the order lists in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another problem i faced was dinner. I remember asking the dinner buyer(the self-proclaimed part-timer) to buy my food and the boss' maid's (rita) food. he returned promptly (again). he bought only the guys' food. The girls had no food simply because he dunno where the shop was. so shiling went down instead to buy and i had to leave my job post to take over hers. When i was about to have my dinner, i found out that he did not buy the maid's food. I was really angered. I was facing a dilemma at the same time. I ate only breakfast and i was really hungry for dinner. but it's either, rita going hungry or me. Rita is really nice to me and i like consulting her regarding many problems (other than work). She still has to work when she gets home with the boss. So i gave her my dinner. And i went hungry. At the end of the day, i could really feel myself on the verge of breaking down. When i left (avoiding having to OT), the boss' child waved goodbye. i didn't notice because i was really lethargic. Then the boss called me and said (supposedly jokingly but i was not in a mood to joke), "hey, y r u so disrespectful? my boy's saying goodbye!" i would appreciate the fact that i'm senior and your child's junior and it's morally right for him to respect me and say goodbye. thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when i was walking out, i could feel tears welling up (even at this moment while i'm typing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These few days, i was doing plenty of overtime. at this moment, i don't really feel like going into the details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on friday, while packing newly arrived taiwan books...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i found out that 200+ boxes of goods were arriving, and the boss was looking for part-timers. Ahpek said that the boss was employing them for 50 a day, and told ahpek to look for a few of them. the next moment, i broke out. they are paid 50 dollars a day and i, also a part-timer, is paid only a measly 44 hours a day working myself to death and having to juggle multiple tasks at the same time. I was really angry. however, i'm not one who starts cursing when angry, or throws my tasks aside or go crazy. I went emotional and the next moment i knew it, i was crying. ahpek was trying to console me but i knew, the more he consoled, the more i cried. I was facing a problem called extreme exploitation. I can only say that i'm stupid to persist in this line. I'm really stupid. I don't regret because i've learnt. but i can only say that i'm stupid to learn this way. I cried really badly in the shop for the first time and i guess my colleagues were really scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No extra pay for working OT. No extra pay for working at night. No extra pay for working on weekends. No extra pay for working on public holidays. The life of a part-timer in that shop? I sell books. i promote books for rental. i do cashier's jobs. i do cleaner's jobs by tidying the place from time to time, collecting books and placing them on shelves and cleaning up dirt left behind by customers. i do delivery jobs. i do collector's jobs. i do technician's jobs by repairing computers. I do labourer's jobs by carrying plenty of stuffs. I do administrative work, the scanning and stuffs. i receive complaints, deal with complaints and whatever. That's not all. All the jobs the rest don't wanna do are thrown to me. and i'm paid 4bucks an hour. thanks. i can only say. I'm really stupid, dumb, blind and i'm a real idiot. thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-8593993957977396646?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/8593993957977396646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=8593993957977396646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8593993957977396646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/8593993957977396646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-7358844625221633130</id><published>2007-05-28T00:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:56:17.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(entry on 14th march transferred from livejournal)&lt;br /&gt;I think i like the idea of posting entries periodically? I've doing a lot of that... So many things happened in a month and i realised, i simply can't be bothered to update about them! i shall summarise them...CNY: not bad lah... quite a few angbaos. I can feel that many of my aunties are still using those red packets from years ago. The design hasn't changed. Oh well, i throw away those angbaos eventually. The highlight of cny is still meeting up with my cousins. Although i'm not very close to my cousins at my mother's side, we still talk of course. Just that, the content is rather different. I still remembered that during my cousin's wedding, i was sitting with those girls. However, they were simply talking about fashion and stuffs like that. Things that i'm not really interested in. Although i spent the effort to wear a skirt there, each of them was still more dazzling and attractive than me. I've managed to surprise a few people though. So during cny, i spent most of my time mapling in my little cousin's room &gt;.&lt;///  Well, something significant happened. while preparing to lohei, my bro and I actually cooperated to design the plate. We placed bagua strips on the lohei to form a "wang4". This is something me and my brother have never done. Even though we didn't talk, but the idea of him willing to take bagua strips which i've cut is really a huge consolation to our more than icy relationship. Perhaps 2 of us will mature sooner and stop complaining about each other and begin talking? At my father's side, it was more fun lah... Zhen and I stayed together most of the time. Eelin was busy gambling as usual. Zhongzhong came later to bully me. We fight practically every cny even though we see each other only during cny. Quite sad? but somehow, the tradition has proven its use. Zhongzhong ALWAYS deny having a Gf, though i've heard from the elders that he's in a relationship le. Haiii...so shy for wad? SO! I bet that he'll get married within the nex 10 years, while he bet that i'll get a bf in the nex 7 years. HA... i'll win =) Zhen is going into the army soon! i can imagine her dominating those alpha males... lol... she's a cousin i've been admiring. Her involvement in sports and stuffs like that. As for eelin? i found out the greatest scandal of hers. Someone "gao bai" on val dae to her! i saw the exact message in her phone and i was slightly disgusted by that guy la... oh well... cny ended well but i spent 2 tiring days...Work: had trouble quitting but i guess, the boss is willing to let me off already. WELL! i've worked beyond my resignation date... and definitely, that one month's notice is there already. But frankly speaking, i really liked working there with my colleagues. Other than encounters with the supposedly mean lady boss, all other encounters were filled with challenges and fun. I like my customers and of course, i hope that they like me too. some customers had this freaked-out look on their face when they see me. Of course, i've served them before. and that freaked-out look was meant as a joke. They didn't avoid me on purpose and i still had quite a lot of fun serving (and chatting with) them. Since i worked at the counter most of the time as a part-timer, there's bound to be less interactions with customers. but after i've cut my hair and changed my glasses, some customers commented that i looked different. They actually remembered how i looked like. when i wore skirt to work that dae... almost all my colleagues commented that, "wahhh....you became prettier ah? girls really look different when they dress up eh?" ...also, when i went to work after having my haircut, the boss asked with a serious tone, "y did u cut short hair?" i was rather surprised y he asked that with a very serious expression. of course, i hoped he meant that as a joke. Well, the boss has been slightly nicer to me lah... when they imported new gadgets and was trying it out that dae, i was rather interested even though i was busy with other things. The boss simply said, "hey...let her play for a while..." so nice? dunno lah... but i think i'll really miss my colleagues when i leave that place entirely... i really enjoyed working with them. there were plenty of jokes and stuffs. and of course, my eye candy =) even dajie found out about eye candy... haha...she wouldn't tell him of course, because there are so many other girls "in love" with him. Ok...so that's the summary for the past month. I shall continue updating... hopefully tml's adventure at the shop is sufficient for me to enter a blog entry =) and hopefully, there'll be a new handsome newbie coming to the shop... i'm sounding despo? oh no! =)&lt;br /&gt;(end of transferred entry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-7358844625221633130?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/7358844625221633130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=7358844625221633130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/7358844625221633130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/7358844625221633130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/05/entry-on-14th-march-transferred-from.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-4693836013208207840</id><published>2007-05-28T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:55:14.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(entry on 13th february 2007  transferred from livejournal)&lt;br /&gt;i had my day off yesterday and today, i'm back to work.i had a face-to-face meeting with irene today. i thought she was a rather strict person but she seems rather nice. Peiching, yoyo and irene started ranting about clothes. Yes, we had our company dinner today. The day was rather tiring. From the time i started work, i had been packing books for the different branches. Then i had been transferring books which were left at a corner during the renovations. Not only so, i had to arrange those books on the shelves. The number shelves is pathetically small and obviously not enough for the cartons of books. We resorted to stacking them on top of the shelves and trying to maintain the rest as neatly as before on the shelves. I still have 10 or more boxes of manga to go and i'm beginning to wonder, when i'm gonna finish packing those books as neatly as i could. I sort of doubt i could do so alone, or even with the help of the rest. What's more? there's hundreds of boxes of franchise to be packed for the franchise stores and the other branches. i was packing books non-stop and for the first time, i didn't only feel tired, but also felt like vomiting. the tendency to vomit grew stronger while i continued unpacking n arranging those books. i'm not sure whether it's the smell of the books or what, but i was certainly not feeling very well.i was quite glad 7pm was coming because it means we are closing shop soon and i can stop arranging books. i practically did nothing for the sales today. At the end of the day, all my khakis had gathered at the shop. in the morning, there were danny, yoyo, peiching, angie (surprisingly), qiaoli n nick from the yishun branch (who was hmmm....supposedly good-looking according to peiching. he's surprisingly young too.... he's younger than me although he looks older than me =.='"). then nick n qiaoli left for the other branches. xinyi n junyeong came later to join the crowd at the amk branch. all of us were busy with books for the entire day. Company dinner was held at Pariss at Taka. Cool eh... i've always dreamt of eating there, hopefully during my parents' birthdays or something. i gorged on the seafood (haha...i'm a typical greedy pig). There were sashimi and abalone! i even had goose liver (which was deemed rich men's food). and of course...ice cream and cakes!! well, it was a treat from the boss what. i thought we will have some sort of company meeting first when we have all the bad news or whatsoever. unexpectedly, it was not held. i was very full at the end of dinner. i was busy eating n interacting with other colleagues from the yishun branch (since i know the rest from toapayoh n amk already). I even drank beer! cool... well, it seems that people from the vivo, yishun, amk n tpy branches know each other fairly well... =)at the dinner, the boss bro came over to ask me something. i was rather shocked, only to find out that all he wanted to noe was how the aircon at tpy was working... i gave him a simple reply, "i'm at amk..." then i spotted another men at the shop. he was the one i followed while he carried chairs from the amk shop. i think he's the boss in charge of other branches. =.= oh my...i tot he was a friend of the boss or something.After the dinner, we took photos with each other as if we were close friends. i quite like the atmosphere. i like the yishun branch and i hope i can be posted there soon... tpy is as good. i just want to avoid amk since i'm under the scrutiny of the boss every second...&lt;br /&gt;(end of transferred entry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-4693836013208207840?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/4693836013208207840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=4693836013208207840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/4693836013208207840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/4693836013208207840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/05/entry-on-13th-february-2007-transferred.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-3835239011574496868</id><published>2007-05-28T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T00:53:59.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(post on 12th feb 2007  transferred from livejournal)&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since i last blogged... I've decided to switch blogs because blogger is throwing me tons of problems... I've to register a google account and what-not for the sake of uploading an entry? Oh gosh... and what's more... after requiring me to register a google account, the page simply doesn't want to load proper for me. I couldn't proceed hence i've decided to switch to livejournal... following the crowd eh? Anyway, i've started working and i'm quite sure the whole world knows about it. I've started working at a comics shop! The working hours are hectic. I guess only workaholics can take that sort of work schedule. I'm not a 100% workaholic though. but i dedicate myself to my work totally, which sort of means that i don't slack at work or things like that.  I first started out working at Toa Payoh. On my first day of work, i had a hard time trying to find the shop i was going to work at. It's along a row of shops facing the road less frequently ventured by people. I walked round the whole of Toa Payoh central during my great search for the shop. I think that's the reason why i know almost every corner of Toa Payoh central now. At least, i can calculate the shortest route i need to take from any bus stop to the shop. By the way, Ying Huo Chong De Meng was filmed at that shop! i haven't started working there then, but i could recognise the maple cards displayed there in the show. When i first started out, i do what newbies do. I sweep the floor, clear the bins and stuffs like that. Peiching was my mentor. She taught me how to use the systems at the counter as well as the cashier box. That's a whole lot of information to memorise. Anyway, as i was not used to those systems, i was rather slow. Peiching stood by me to guide me. She's a bit strict though. Then i started out collecting books the customers read, and putting them back on the shelves. I can take hours looking for the position of a certain series. There's a whole range of books there. I was overwhelmed by the amount of books, ranging from novels to manga. I walked around for the entire day and at the end of the day, i was completely shagged. My feet ached like hell. I haven't walked kilometres for ages. For the second day (it was a saturday), customers were flocking in. The influx of customers left me panicking sometimes because i couldn't handle them quickly. I left many waiting. Fortunately, Peiching was an extremely efficient person. The queue shortened rapidly. My feet ached much more on saturday because i walked tons more. For the rest of the days, my feet didn't ached as badly. This is probably my feet is used to walking for 11hours.  My other colleagues at the shop are Ahyee n xinyi. That's 3 "yi-s" at a single shop. They are very nice people. However, as time passes, i hear more gossips. Politics in a shop i guess? Angie came after a week when Peiching was transferred to the main branch in amk. Angie worked in amk initially. I had a new mentor after a week. She's a nice person too, though she was not as efficient as Peiching. I could sense that from how she managed the accounts. Peiching takes only 5mins. And for that one week when peiching was around, i could leave the shop for home before 10, despite many errors i made while collecting money. However, when angie was in charge of settling the accounts, she took rather long. For that few days, i left shop at about 10.30pm. haiiz... Junyeong came a few weeks later. I began calling him gorgor after xinyi started calling him that. Well, he's older than me ma... He's a nice person, but a wee bit blur too. He's super talented in music! lol...There's 2 levels in a single shop. i was employed to take care of the upper level. For the first few days, there was peiching to guide me. After peiching left, i was left to guard the entire level myself sometimes. i felt rather stressed because i wasn't used to the environment there. Worse off, i wasn't good at introducing books, especially novels. What's more? i can't handle phonecalls yet because i don't even know what series are available and till which book is a certain series available. Sales was maintained at the target amount even though i haven't really gone about promoting books. wahhh.... As time passes, i got to know more customers. Most of them are regulars, especially those borrowing wuxia novels. I learnt the art of introducing novels despite not knowing any content. The longer i worked, i know which series are more popular. Hence i could introduce them to other customers. Most of them are old uncles. Whereas those renting comics range from students to aunties. I made a few friends there and i even exchanged emails with them. Hopefully, i can meet a few on msn. Well, the way i deal with customers is rather interesting. I treat them as friends, rather than strangers. I speak to them as though we are very close friends, using a polite yet casual tone. Of course, i don't go on ranting about books all the time. Sometimes we chat. I'm not sure whether that's considered slacking, but i guess i'm used to promoting books and chatting with them at the same time. Sometimes, i complain to them about my work schedule, the boss, and other things. When i'm depressed, and i go to work with a heavy heart, the site of them really makes me cheer up. Words of concern from them really makes me feel happier. At the end of the day, i leave my work with a cheerful mood. I like my customers there =)On saturday (the most recent one), i went to work only to find out that i've been transferred to the main branch where the boss work... Wah... before that, i've heard many things about the boss. I felt very stressed out as i have to live under the scrutiny of the boss. Somemore, i've to deal with sales which has never been good at the main branch. This gives the boss more reasons to reprimand me and stuffs. Not only so, there's the lady boss there. After working for two days, i really missed my days at the tpy branch even though i'm quite stressed out there too. Just that, it's much worse working with the boss around. what's more? i've to submit something called "personal sales" to indicate how many books i've managed to "sell out". Not like there's many customers around for me. And it's not like i'm more experienced than peiching when it comes to familiarity with books and stuffs like that. Presently, i'm taking this as a challenge. but how much more can i take it? i'm not very sure. i started my practical driving lessons already. Combining that with work, i think my body can't take it. when my body fails me, i don't think i can take it mentally either... haiiiz... looking forward to more rest days when cny comes...&lt;br /&gt;(end of transferred entry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-3835239011574496868?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/3835239011574496868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=3835239011574496868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/3835239011574496868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/3835239011574496868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-on-12th-feb-2007-transferred-from.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116936064546133183</id><published>2007-01-20T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:25:49.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Helper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking the test ! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;you chose CX - your Enneagram type is TWO (aka "The Charmer"). &lt;p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;"I must help others"&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Helpers are warm, concerned, nurturing, and sensitive to other people's needs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to Get Along with Me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tell me that you appreciate me. Be specific. &lt;li&gt;Share fun times with me. &lt;li&gt;Take an interest in my problems, though I will probably try to focus on yours. &lt;li&gt;Let me know that I am important and special to you. &lt;li&gt;Be gentle if you decide to criticize me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Intimate Relationships &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reassure me that I am interesting to you. &lt;li&gt;Reassure me often that you love me. &lt;li&gt;Tell me I'm attractive and that you're glad to be seen with me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I Like About Being a Two &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;being able to relate easily to people and to make friends &lt;li&gt;knowing what people need and being able to make their lives better &lt;li&gt;being generous, caring, and warm &lt;li&gt;being sensitive to and perceptive about others' feelings &lt;li&gt;being enthusiastic and fun-loving, and having a good sense of humor &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's Hard About Being a Two &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;not being able to say no &lt;li&gt;having low self-esteem &lt;li&gt;feeling drained from overdoing for others &lt;li&gt;not doing things I really like to do for myself for fear of being selfish &lt;li&gt;criticizing myself for not feeling as loving as I think I should &lt;li&gt;being upset that others don't tune in to me as much as I tume in to them &lt;li&gt;working so hard to be tactful and considerate that I suppress my real feelings &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Twos as Children Often &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;are very sensitive to disapproval and criticism &lt;li&gt;try hard to please their parents by being helpful and understanding &lt;li&gt;are outwardly compliant &lt;li&gt;are popular or try to be popular with other children &lt;li&gt;act coy, precocious, or dramatic in order to get attention &lt;li&gt;are clowns and jokers (the more extroverted Twos), or quiet and shy (the more introverted Twos) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Twos as Parents &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;are good listeners, love their children unconditionally, and are warm and encouraging (or suffer guilt if they aren't) &lt;li&gt;are often playful with their children &lt;li&gt;wonder: "Am I doing it right?" "Am I giving enough?" "Have I caused irreparable damage?" &lt;li&gt;can become fiercely protective &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Renee Baron &amp; Elizabeth Wagele &lt;p&gt;The Enneagram Made Easy&lt;br /&gt;Discover the 9 Types of People&lt;br /&gt;Harper&lt;a href="http://henrygrey.eu/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;SanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages &lt;/small&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;table style="MARGIN-LEFT: 20px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/comments?mode=edit&amp;id=9872769248634057572" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&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/31586069-116936064546133183?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116936064546133183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116936064546133183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116936064546133183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116936064546133183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2007/01/helper-thanks-for-taking-test-you.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116637468000576360</id><published>2006-12-17T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T08:58:00.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just came back from m'sia after a 6D/5N trip.&lt;br /&gt;We went Genting first. It was as crowded as before, like the few times i went there in past years, even though we went on a weekday.  If we go in january, it would not be that crowded? I'm not sure. The first day, the 21-ers "crashed" the casino, only to be stopped by the security guards to check their passports. This time, they can have the "u want my passport? i show you!" attitude. I still didn't dare try. Yimin looks older than me and she's stopped. Do i have any chance? lol... i guess not. We got two free tickets per room to watch a show called "mysteria" during our stay. Well, that show is a combination of magic, dance, and stunts. Dance...not very appealing to me though. Magic, i know the trick behind most of them already. Stunts are breathtaking as usual. There's this crossbow user! She's simply fabulous! She's extremely accurate!! I thought crossbowmans exist only in Maplestory. I got to witness a real skilled one!! Oh! and a cute white tiger appeared in one of the magic tricks! it's so kawaii....&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, five out of 8 of us "kids" went to the theme park. It was originally one adult n seven dwarfs. Now it's left with 5 dwarfs. to be precise....4 ginnas and a babysitter =) We played only gokart, swing, toboggan, flying dragon and the pirate train in 5hours. spent A LOT of time queueing...sian... Pirate is as lame as usual. In fact, i went in and came out, seeing nothing. And i lagged behind in gokart as usual. It's quite stupid lar...&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to go to the theme park at night, when there's less people. before that, we visited the arcade to watch sinyong dance para para. He's quite pro sia...topped the list lehz...&lt;br /&gt;At night, while waiting for yimin, the four of us went to play the aeroplane and elephant merry go rounds. It was quite lame, snatching the planes and elephants with kids...=.= Since the cyclone queue was still quite long, we went to play the toboggan again, then gokart. They gave out showercaps for us to wear!! sheesh...it was a room filled with grandmas ( we had to wait for our turn in a room)... AS USUAL...I LAGGED BEHIND AGAIN!!! ARRRRGHHZ... nvm...it doesn't mean i can't drive. It simply means i cannot compete in driving competitions only =)&lt;br /&gt;Then stupid me went up on the spaceshot again with sinyong. the previous time, i simply regretted going on again after my first try. This time...i simply didn't learn my lesson =) I kept screaming throughout...but at least i didn't regret =D Then we went on the pirateship! we went on twice! we set at around the centre for our first try. It was not as exciting. The second time, we sat right at the edges. THAT! was FUN! although we didn't get to try out cyclone...but well...nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went fraser's hill. The parents spent most of the time talking, dancing and singing. We spent most of our time playing cards, mahjong, singing and watching the parents dance. We hogged one of the karaoke sets while the parents set up another in another room. Usually, the bungalow is fully booked by us. This time, we didn't manage to find enough people to book the entire bungalow. So we shared the bungalow with another singaporean family. We couldn't afford to blast the speakers anymore. Although i didn't sing much, but people like yimin, shuiyong and sinyong hog the microphones most of the time. And for the first time, i hear my bro sing! lol...&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong was normal la...with jokes from time to time...and complains of lack of passports to end the game... =.= since there were 8 of us, we would split up into 2 groups sometimes. the other group will play cards. Asshole daidee was one of the games. The asshole evolved to form a pile of shit. i remained as a "piece of shit" most of time...unable to overthrow the king and queen. Sometimes, i can grow from a "small piece of shit" to form the big one. Lol...the game was lame lar... Then we played poker, a new game i learnt. We had fake money, of course, to place our stakes. The 100dollar tiles were called peanuts because of the NKF saga. everyone competed to see who had the most peanuts. And those who lost their peanuts downgraded to form the middleclass, lowerclass and no peanuts class.&lt;br /&gt;During our stay, sinyuan had a bet with his mother. The bet was about getting the hp number of a pretty girl in the other singaporean family. if he won, he'd get 50bucks. during our stay, we acted as matchmakers, creating lots of opportunities for him, pushing him and acting as informants. It was quite funny but he really did spend a lot of time with her, playing with dogs or table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting event was the dietcoke n mentos experiment. since we didn't have diet coke, we substituted it with coke. During our first attempt, we added the entire bar of mentos into the coke, hoping to create a rocket or fountain. we failed completely... So during our 2nd attempt, we analysed the problems and devised methods to solve the problems. it was like doing a project where everyone put together their brains to create a rocket. we poked holes in the bottle and mentos. String the mentos together and so on...conclusion was? it failed too... lol =)&lt;br /&gt;We had steamboat during one of the nights. Since the ginnas sat together at a table, we totally had no idea about when food is cooked. our method? boil the water each time we put food in. sintong acted as the timekeeper. Each time he says, "ok", we noe we can start fishing for our food. It ended with a sabotage. Libing, yimin and i were sabotaged. We found more prawns than what we took on our plates because of diligent prawn catchers. they threatened yimin to finish her prawns by repeating the price of prawns. (RM3 for a prawn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad experience i had during my trip was at genting. While people get out of the lift, some people simply cannot afford the few secs for everyone to get out. They had to block your way and try to get into the lift despite failing to do so because i was armed with my luggage to push them away. i was quite irritated. THen, at the buffet, people who queue are SOOO rare. once some people see slots, they HAVE to cut in. Despite seeing a whole row of people behind, an obvious sign of a queue, they STILL have to cut the queue. I feel like screaming at them. The only thing i could do was to give my mum stares. The only advice she gave was "stay close to those in front". They don't even know how to say "excuse me". If i see kids around who don't know how to queue, i know the reason. You can't really blame schools for not teaching basic courtesy because some parents are showing their children the wrong examples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-116637468000576360?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116637468000576360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116637468000576360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116637468000576360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116637468000576360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-just-came-back-from-msia-after.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116506651514205971</id><published>2006-12-02T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T05:35:15.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In a state of confusion now. I'm supposed to be happy, but i'm not. My mind is in a blank. Freak. I need to get out of this state now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this feeling. I try to prevent people from having the same feeling. I'm not sure whether i succeed each time. However, i keep having that feeling. Unfortunately, hardly anyone has stopped that feeling from emerging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-116506651514205971?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116506651514205971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116506651514205971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116506651514205971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116506651514205971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-state-of-confusion-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116375887694071850</id><published>2006-11-17T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:21:16.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kimjongkook's voice is horribly high...even higher than mine... I think those superstar wannabes have to learn from him if they are really keen on attempting high pitches in their songs. Seems that there's a trend of singing songs that requires one to reach super high pitches. i watched only a few participants singing, and out of those few, most of them chose a song that requires them to hit a super high note. Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;but kjk's good...his high pitches are good... no off tunes... but for a guy... maybe it isn't that suitable even though it's good? oh well, i'm just stereotyping here...&lt;br /&gt;While watching rain dance on mobile tv, i tot he sort of resembled kjk... hmmz... but maybe rain isn't that shy about dancing as compared to kjk on xman? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love haha!! although i've heard only one song of his (that's JUMP), i guess it's his character that appeals to most people. His hilarious imitations of kjk never fails to make me laugh. He's terribly thick-skinned but he's good at dancing too. Not so good looking but he dances and raps extremely well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are like tons of korean singers and stars, but it seems that we only know a few in singapore. i don't expect to find turbo's CD in singapore though...or kjk's latest CD... Although it sort of top the sales charts (did it?), i don't see the same album being promoted. The only few Korean stars we actually know are those on TV (auntie killers and so on....), and singers like rain, shinhwa, BoA and HOT... i think there are times more out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...some stars are meant for us to dig them out =D That increases their value doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-116375887694071850?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116375887694071850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116375887694071850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116375887694071850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116375887694071850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/11/kimjongkooks-voice-is-horribly-high.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116357091347223766</id><published>2006-11-14T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:08:33.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmz... to those who watches Goong... Yoo Eun Hye is not Joo Ji Hoon's! ok...lame... but hmmz, while searching for baby vox's music video through youtube, i came across some korean variety show which yoo eun hye participates in. Xman! It's a good and hilarious show. You actually get to see the other side of singers which you don't see elsewhere. Then!!! I found out that yooeunhye actually has a real-life scandal with another guy called kimjongkook!! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i got hooked to his band's songs. He belonged to a really ancient korean boy band called Turbo which is disbanded. I love their songs (not all though) On top of that, i love some of the dances! I like the dance from Black Cat and Love Is. While his band has been disbanded, Kimjongkook is venturing out on his own. I quite like "You're so loveable" from one of his recent albums. The music video isn't very appealing, but nonetheless, it sets the mood of the song. His voice is good (i think). At least, he doesn't go off-tune when he sings in Xman. Although his voice is rather high-pitched, but as some fans of his say, it's a unique trait of his. His voice is quite prominent. You can recognise immediately. Yooeunhye also has a characteristic voice. It resembles her voice on tv (like duh tho...) Anyway, since there's five members in baby vox, it's rather easy to find her voice in those songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked on to the wrong songs. I'm listening to jap, korean and classical songs but not cpop or english songs! Oh great... to think that chinese and english are the only two languages i utilise. Maybe that's a reason why i'm not good at them? Because my mind's always filled with songs of other languages...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-116357091347223766?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116357091347223766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116357091347223766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116357091347223766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116357091347223766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/11/hmmz.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116084789745424767</id><published>2006-10-14T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T10:44:57.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trust - to have confidence in someone, to believe in something, to rely on something or somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust is the basis of many relationships between humans, i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong friendships exist due to trust for the other party. At times of trouble, we believe that our friends will lend a helping hand to us and not leave us in the lurch or "watch the fire from the opposite bay". Bonds are usually strengthened when friends work together to tide over a crisis. Only during times of difficulty or distress, one would be able to discern between who the true friends are. True friends are those who are always ready to lend their support when you are in need ( you see this fact in many chain mails ), who lend a shoulder for you to cry on when you are depressed, who encourages you when you are demotivated and always available to lend a listening ear to all your troubles whom you are able to trust your secrets with. I personally feel that it is not quite possible to keep all your secrets within your heart without telling anyone else. Firstly, it's because somehow you'll blurt it out. Secondly, sharing it with someone else may alleviate all the tensions the secret is causing within you. I trust my friends with certain things which i believe they'll keep it for me, be it promises or secrets. Of course, i must be able to reciprocate. Reciprocation should occur in a friendship. It should come naturally and not because you demand something else from your friend.&lt;br /&gt;Consider this situation. A man is made to pay thousands of dollars because his friend just broke his bond and left the country. Hmmz...do you accuse the man of being stupid for signing a bond because the rest of his friends have done so? Or do you accuse the bond-breaker of exploiting the trust his friend has in him? When do you know you can trust a person and believe that the person would not do anything to hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong marriages arise due to trust. It's important that husbands and wives trust each other in order to sustain a marriage. This is especially so when the husbands are out most of the time and the wives are unaware of the husbands' actions outside. Well, if the wife doesn't trust the husband, conflicts will inevitably arise regardless of the issue (don't always associate such situations with mistresses).  Due to the husband's long working hours, the wife may either suspect that he has a mistress outside, or feel that his family is of smaller importance as compared to his job. Firstly, 9-5 working hours are not as common anymore. 9-7 seems more common. in the second situation, he's working hard to support his family and hopes that his family can live in luxury and not because his family is of 2nd priority.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine another situation. This husband has a demure innocent wife who trusts him totally. He exploits her trust and goes out with other women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust is so easily exploited by the unscrupulous. I'm not saying that i can't trust my friends around me currently. Rather, i'm just exploring certain possibilities when i step out into society in the future. When do you trust someone wholeheartedly? Who can you trust wholeheartedly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust exists between organizations and between the organization and its members. Today, i see the extent of which certain members are standing out to lend their support to the very organization that inspired them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we trust the newspapers or the organization? During the planning and fund raising for the trip to India, i've seen for myself how the accounts are handled. A receipt is even issued for  a 10 dollar fund raised. How can i doubt the managing of funds? Perhaps we should just believe in what we feel should be and must be the truth. Only through this belief can our bond with any organization that we belong to. Unless the truth is out, we should not doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the above are all my opinions, not facts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To digress for a while, this has been put up as requested:&lt;br /&gt;Bun says:&lt;br /&gt;1.18 am, i go supper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, i wanted to ask whether it's possible to subsidise part of the cost of our trips because most of us are interested in helping the disadvantaged overseas but do not have the financial ability to do so. I didn't ask in the end but i sort of reflected about it. The trips should &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; be subsidised because the money came from the donations of people. all these donations are meant to be directed to the less fortunate which those people, who donated, intended to help and not meant to send us overseas such that we can help people. By subsidising our trips, it would create a situation similar to those fund raising shows on tv. A phonecall costs one 5.50. out of which, 0.5 goes to the phone operator. maybe 3-4 goes to the salaries of the involved as well as the equipment utilised. Only 1 -2 are actually directed to helping the less fortunate. This should not occur. Those 5 bucks should go to the disadvantaged directly. Hence, i would rather send my donations directly to the charity rather than having part of that 5 bucks going into the pockets of other people. This should be the course all charities should take. All donations must go to the less fortunate. Although the cost of the trip has deterred certain people like me from going on such trips again, i hope that, when i'm able to support myself financially, i'll be able to travel to such places to help people again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the haze was the main reason to my sore throat? After eating 2 slices of mooncakes 2 days ago, my sore throat showed no signs of deterioration. maybe it was the mango that triggered that sore throat of mine. whatever the reason, i'm getting plenty of phlegm in my throat. Irritating~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-116084789745424767?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116084789745424767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116084789745424767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116084789745424767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116084789745424767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/10/trust-to-have-confidence-in-someone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116048047091045431</id><published>2006-10-10T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T04:41:10.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sore throat not only affects one's health, it hinders one from doing anything. It is irritating, yet one has to bear with it. I feel uncomfortable!! Maybe chocolates won't work this time. After MAF, and after a day of inhaling smoke, i went home to consume mooncakes and chempedak. On sunday, i thought it healed, but i didn't expect it to worsen today. I even ate mangoes on sunday. Looks like i'm digging my own grave...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-116048047091045431?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116048047091045431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116048047091045431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116048047091045431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116048047091045431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/10/sore-throat-not-only-affects-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116032053807470751</id><published>2006-10-08T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T08:15:38.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAF is over!! and i got a slight sore throat after that...&lt;br /&gt;Factors:&lt;br /&gt;Haze, singing, all the smoke from sparklers (mx wth u din bring...), chempedak, mooncake&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm just torturing myself when i can avoid all these. Well, didn't want to regret not going MAF because i don't even know whether i'll return to HC next year for MAF. Frankly speaking, i think i will, unless i'm going overseas (which i most probably wouldn't). The decorations this year weren't as nice...the star was much nicer but i didn't have a camera handphone then to take photos. Sad...&lt;br /&gt;Yimin went back to HC... her class is pro lar...5 generations gathered together at the central plaza singing the same songs together. Hahaz....she's the only 02 senior around while the rest are from the rest of the years... but isn't it cool to have 5 generations together? We had only 3 generations, out of which only 1 is from the 06 batch and the 03 batch wasn't with us... hmmmmz.... bleahhhz...oh... but i saw a 02s75 senior...i guess they found it awkward to join us? i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;When everyone went home, i stayed at the class bench alone, watching people play their sparklers. When i looked up into the sky, no stars could be seen other than the orange round moon. My only source of solace i guess...Maybe one day, i shall go to the beach alone and wait for shooting stars there...&lt;br /&gt;Yimin drove me home!! lol... my mum called me when i was just about to get on her pa's car. My mum's first reaction to "ma, yimin's driving me home" was "hUH?? who?? yimin?????" I guess she was equally shocked that yimin drove there alone! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year it'll be my turn? hmmz... if i sacrifice 3 weeks and chiong the entire driving course and get my licence (if i'm that pro), then i might be able to drive to HC nex year!! but i think my father wouldn't allow me to though... i'm not that trustworthy? lol...whatever... the roads are much nicer to drive at that time rather than early in the morning. My pa met countless road bullies while driving me to school every morning. I'm quite worried about him though...having to put up with those road bullies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-116032053807470751?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116032053807470751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116032053807470751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116032053807470751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116032053807470751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/10/maf-is-over-and-i-got-slight-sore.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-116029094697257787</id><published>2006-10-07T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:02:26.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some things are best left unsaid, or they'll simply lose their value. It's only when "it" is unknown, then it could be appreciated genuinely. Perhaps "it" will remain unappreciated, but nonetheless, i've no regrets. "It" may be small, insignificant and only for a moment, "it" could be big, significant and lasts a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-116029094697257787?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/116029094697257787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=116029094697257787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116029094697257787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/116029094697257787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-things-are-best-left-unsaid-or.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115669540746818138</id><published>2006-08-27T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T09:16:47.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do i consider jc life redundant?&lt;br /&gt;I had a short little conversation with bun just now. When i revealed to him the course i aspire to take, he was rather "shocked" or in his words, "stunned". Then he asked me why i did not choose to apply to NYP 2 years ago and wasted 2 years of my life. The subjects I take in JC may or may not prove useful in helping me understand what i will be learning. Well, the grades i get may prove my academic level among the rest, but will the knowledge i gained help me through my learning process?&lt;br /&gt;This conversation triggered a train of thoughts. Wouldn't secondary school be redundant too? The things we learnt in secondary school are considered basic when compared to what we are learning in JC. Did the knowledge i gained then help me understand advanced concepts? Not really or to a small extent. At times, teachers tell us, "what you've learnt in secondary school is too simple and would not be applicable for advanced questions" We have to start learning a whole lot of concepts again. Wouldn't it be better if we went directly into the difficult concepts since secondary school? Then we would not have to struggle trying to understand content which we've never touched before in a short span on 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, imagine the amount of stress that we have to handle at that tender age just trying to understand certain theories or logics in order to score well. Our brains may not have developed fully for us to comprehend those concepts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm contradicting myself. Was going a jc a right choice? Perhaps jc serves as a stepping stone on my way to university. It gives me extra time to consider what paths i may be taking. This period of time allows me discover and analyse the paths most suitable for me. I guess, the reason why i went to JC is because i haven't decided on what roads to take when i was in sec 4. Perhaps, the other reason is because it's the "common way" to walk. although the thought of going poly after sec4 such that i could step into society early has crossed my mind, i didn't think further.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my jc life though. I met lots of nice people. My classmates, my teachers, my cca mates and other friends. I don't regret entering jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that they are just not concerned enough. Sometimes i feel that they are overly concerned. Sometimes i feel irritated at them for interrupting my chain of thoughts. Sometimes i feel lonely because they are not concerned about what i'm thinking. i'm a person full of contradictions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115669540746818138?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115669540746818138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115669540746818138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115669540746818138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115669540746818138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-i-consider-jc-life-redundant-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115660964156063426</id><published>2006-08-26T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T09:27:21.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decision-making is such a difficult process! How many decisions must we make on average a day? Hundreds. The decisions we make each day may be significant or insignificant, depending on how much they affect our future or lives.&lt;br /&gt;Each day, my dad has to decide what my family will be having for breakfast the next day. He has to consider various factors. Firstly, the price of bread. In addition, our personal preferences, the nutritional value of that flavour of bread and quantity affect the decisions he makes. It's only a simple act of buying bread, but it incorporates decision-making.&lt;br /&gt;Other not-so-significant decisions we make daily includes whether to turn left or right when we are at a road junction, which road to take such that i'd require the least time to reach my destination and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Significant decisions we make include which universities to apply to, which courses we might be taking and the list goes on. They are significant because they affect the next few years of our lives, or on a greater scale, our future. They require serious thinking and more analysis as compared to those not-so-significant decisions due to the greater impact they have. A wrong decision made can either affect our lives drastically or we could run away from the consequences depending on luck.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about this... I believe that every decision i make every second leads me to a different path of life. I believe that an act i decided to perform at a point of time affects the path i'll be taking in the next few seconds or even my entire life! Seems illogical...&lt;br /&gt;Well, knowing how difficult it is to make a decision, i've tried to reduce my pa's responsibility to decide on my meals he's in charge of buying home. Each time he asks for my choice of dinner,  i'll readily give him my reply, such that he could make one less decision.&lt;br /&gt;The act of saying "anything" may simply imply that one's not choosy or picky, but it intensifies the burden the other party is carrying.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this act of mine can help reduce my pa's burden =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Maybe i was just hesitating. I should be true to myself but i can't bring myself to. Perhaps i'm one living in self-denial...~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115660964156063426?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115660964156063426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115660964156063426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115660964156063426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115660964156063426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/decision-making-is-such-difficult.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115557281778416358</id><published>2006-08-14T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T09:26:57.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had quite a fun day today i guess... First, it was phototaking. Well, i felt sort of nostalgic when i put on my stnicks uniform. I felt that i grew fatter, and i missed my times in stnicks. To think that mx and i are laughing about what we did in the past. Our skirts always remain long because we use our skirts to "cover up" when we sit in a rather "exposed" manner in our school. We can't do that in HC now because the skirt is too short!! not enough to cover... At the end of the phototaking session (we took quite a few nice photos), mx, karin and i simply thought that since we are in our sec sch uniforms, we might as well take a few more photos. We took quite a few "act cute" photos... but i won't post here...for privacy's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during break, we had chocolate cake!! nice... but i got a sore throat later =( i drank lots of water but apparently, that didn't help.&lt;br /&gt;And yes...darling!! hope you loved your surprise... hahaz... that was mx's idea though... don't judge her by her size, she can do big things!! i had a hard time lying to you though... mx, fel, jaey and i bought a miniature cake, strawberry-flavoured and heart-shaped for darling. we surprised her after the class celebrated for the aug babies! hahaz...and was she surprised? according to her blog...yes =D i'm glad you had a nice day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the surprise for mx on her bdae! After jaey's well-planned surprise, we had to plan a new one for mx. Running out of ideas, i decided to employ the method we used to encourage our seniors. Formulating a full message for her, we divided the message into 3 parts and each of us (fel, jaey and i) sent one each. according to mx, it was because jaey's sms that lagged that she got a surprise. My sms which went first, appeared broken and incomplete and she was about to reply me when she got jaey's which happened to be the next part of the message. After jaey's, she received fel's! perfect timing ehhh... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprises are nice because they bring happiness to people (i hope?) now...i have to think of ideas for fel's bdae!! arghhhhz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got hooked on to songs by True Kiss Destination because of Naomi Sensei!! Their songs are quite unique (???) one of their songs starts with cannon in D, then somehow, they managed to compose a song based on cannon in D. (do i make sense?) oh whatever...i like their songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmz.... i still want norika's hairstyle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115557281778416358?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115557281778416358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115557281778416358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115557281778416358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115557281778416358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-had-quite-fun-day-today-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115530119394588591</id><published>2006-08-11T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T05:59:53.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4320/3429/1600/norika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4320/3429/320/norika.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want fujiwara norika's hairstyle!! she has maintained this hairstyle of hers throughout her career life.. i want it too!! If i look this chio with her hairstyle, then w00ts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the first night i am online this early....8.42pm... i think i'm simply too tired. After reaching home from school, i started watching "NAOMI" starring the above babe. Somehow, my parents also started watching with me despite that show being a school-life type of show. You know, it's the female version of GTO simply. Just that, norika don't smoke in the show but she's still cool. That show of hers isn't well-known but i still like it a lot. Funny yet serious at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i managed to find certain parallels in today's society in this show. Perhaps children are just increasingly difficult to understand nowadays. Maybe, only teachers like Naomi, who isn't afraid of anything may be able to understand students better by exploring(or rather, enter by force) their internal world. Something plausible stated in the show, or depicted, is that when Naomi was given the records of her form class' students, she simply dumped them away. "I'd prefer to judge them from how i see them. Those records are how people judged them, i don't need them." I admire her. However, such daring attitudes of her are simply not applicable in today's society i guess. In a nutshell, it's only a show meant for entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115530119394588591?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115530119394588591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115530119394588591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115530119394588591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115530119394588591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-fujiwara-norikas-hairstyle-she.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115522707762437910</id><published>2006-08-10T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T09:24:37.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w00ts...it's 12am and here i am, typing in front of the computer. I have nothing to say. I'm sadded =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinooks and Apaches on National Day were very cool!! If only my eyesight hasn't deteriorated that much, i MIGHT have a small little chance to at least fly a small aeroplane. What's done cannot be undone though, unless i go for a Lasik operation, which i'm most reluctant to. AHhhz....at LEAST, i still have the chance to drive a boat since eyesight isn't an important criteria here. You know...those motor boats... All i need is time to try them out. One fine day, i asked my pa, "can i obtain a licence for riding motorcycles?" He said, "You can, but don't try to ride one on singapore roads. It's extremely dangerous and the disadvantages outweigh the advantages." This i agree. Considering the number of road bullies, i can't help but sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Until now, i'm still mesmerized by the sight of F-16s and Chinooks. If only i went on the F16 during the Airbase openhouse...Regret ah regret...&lt;br /&gt;Other than the flying machines, nothing else really attracted me in the whole National Day Parade. The mood was not there because i watched it at home. next year, i shall fight for the tickets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bun: if you see this, i wanna tell u....you sucks!!! LOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115522707762437910?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115522707762437910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115522707762437910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115522707762437910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115522707762437910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/w00ts.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115450669421874312</id><published>2006-08-02T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T01:18:14.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling extremely lethargic now... but i shall finish typing this entry....&lt;br /&gt;Took 156 home alone =( everyone stayed back in school to mug and this is scary!!! mugger mode hur... Met one of the Wahs at the bus stop and i didn't know who he was, so i simply didn't bother to greet? what a mean senior eh... but i seriously had no idea which one he was. It was until he got off the bus then i knew that he was wahtoon. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twins are so difficult to differentiate. Qing Shan too... For the first year, i had a terrible time differentiating the two of them. Getting their names right had a probability of 0.5. I still remember the first time we met, when two half-crazy stnicks girls ran over to me while i was waiting outside a classroom at MOELC, only to know that we'll be classmates and we'll be in the same CCA. Never did we know at the moment of time, that our relationship can progress so much. After one year, i managed to differentiate the two of them, by character, by face and by voice. I'll know who's speaking over the phone whenever either one called. Orhhh... i miss them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pair i know was in the same pri 6 class as me. I sat with one. They look different the first moment i see them and i could easily differentiate the two of them. They fight in class perpetually. I'm not sure about now, but i guess they still fight. At least, i won't see them fighting in school cos they are finally in different JCs. One's in s7C and the other's in RJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met quite a few ex-pri classmates at the bus stop and on the bus. I met Fongyi at the bus stop but apparently, he don't recognise me already. Then i met dwayne on the bus but obviously, he doesn't recognise me either. did i really change so much or did we just fail to acknowledge each other despite knowing the existence of each other? It's quite sad, having lost contact with most of my pri sch classmates. As for secondary school, since i was never close to the rest other than a few for my entire 4 years, it's not surprising that i no longer keep in contact with them. Perhaps occasional chats and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it quite pathetic, that i'm no longer that spontaneous (i'm not a radioactive substance). Seeing people i know, i fail to acknowledge or even "recognise" them, so to say. Despite seeing that "friend" everyday in school, it's like... the feel is like... or rather, the thought in my mind was... "i know you. i wanna sae hello to you. but should i say? do you still remember me? if you don't, i'll feel extremely disappointed. if you do, i'll be very happy. So, do you still remember me?" Perhaps i'm just pathetic... i must learn to initiate more i think. At least, i can salvage a few disappearing friendships? hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115450669421874312?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115450669421874312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115450669421874312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115450669421874312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115450669421874312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/08/feeling-extremely-lethargic-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115422971260082309</id><published>2006-07-29T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:21:52.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like i'm in a blogging mood? After abandoning my blog for like, 1 month or so, the owner is finally back! Am i? It's sunday, at 10am, and i'm right before my computer, exercising my fingers. I just read an article on Lifestyle. Oh, and the statement that caught my attention was (right at the front page), " There are an estimated 50 million blogs out there in cyberspace now, and everyone one of these bloggers has this aim: Read me. I want to be famous. The Age of Narcissism is well and truly upon us, but how healthy is it?" I beg to differ. That's an over-generalisation excuse me. I blog, but i don't aim to be famous and I don't post pictures of myself acting cute before the camera. I thought newspapers are supposed to publish things from an objective view. What's with all those articles which express bias against women (for watching soccer and screaming because we are naturally wired with a voice that has a higher pitch than men)  and of course, branding all bloggers as narcissistic. Bleahhhz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmz...I finally have the chance to blog. On friday, i arrived home at around 12. I had the sudden urge to blog about something, but my brother, as usual, was hogging the computer. I had no choice but to not fight with him for the computer. I was feeling rather lethargic too after one week of activities and a day filled with fun. And on saturday, after my grandma's birthday, we arrived home at around 11.30pm. I REACHED the com first, but he opened his mouth first. "hey, i wanna use the com." Ahhhh, my turn to use the com is gone. If i don't do anything for an hour while waiting for the com, i'll probably fall asleep, so i might as well, "study art" and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So, what a nice morning, and i'm here blogging at peace. No fighting, no urge to sleep, perfect condition to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;school time is boring, i have nothing to blog about it. After school, i stayed at the class bench to do some work. No one was there to accompany me, except a few juniors whom i didn't really talk to them. So I just listened to music... Felicia came to find me later and we ended up chatting at my class bench. No juniors or seniors were present at the class bench. So i called Libo to join us at my class bench after he was left alone by his friend. After which, Ahpek joined us while he was looking for royston. We waved like madmen trying to catch Ahpek's attention. Ahpek is simply so dao!! can't stand him... all of us just sat around and chat. Royston came, followed by zhixuan and ningfei. CO-peeps-filled bench hur~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tooked 1hr plus to reach SAFRA (tampines). I've passed by it like countless times but have never walked into it before. Not bad lar... I prefer the Mount Faber's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTY Time! I met all my juniors and whoa...i miss them! despite seeing them in school almost everyday, but there wasn't a chance when we could gather together and lame together. The activities were rather =.= We used those games to sabotage people...lol...&lt;br /&gt;I miss my darling Sut Yee! the junior i miss most (not being biased, but she's from stnicks) Hung around with her for most of the day and took quite a few pics. I took quite a lot of pics lar... with my brothers and sisters... hmmz... i have a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to sae lehz, there's plenty of ups and downs in my CO life. I faced depression and happiness in that 1.5years and i saw a batch leaving, and another batch coming in. I like the senior batch, but i like the junior batch too. I had my share of fun with both batches but i guess, i had more "lame times" with the senior batch. Perhaps it's cos we have more activities together. Last year we had more concerts as compared to this year. What name-exchanging games and MRT and sleepover... i really miss them... As for this year, i probably had fun torturing my juniors ( as usual... i'm a big-junior bully) I also met a few nice batchmates. Although i didn't manage to interact deep enough with some of them, but at least, we've made our existence known to each other and progressed to hi-bye friends. As for the rest, i'm really glad i've made a few more mutual friends. Of course, we gossip about CO's bgr =D I've regretted before regarding joining Hcco. but i still persisted, and it ended happily. Quote from zhengyou, "why is everyone so happy during farewell?" Erm, i would rather see smiles rather than sad faces and tears. Smiles indicate that everyone's happy, not that CO-life has ended, but cos all of us enjoyed our day and enjoyed our time in CO. As we reflect upon those days, we feel happy rather than sad. Happiness dominates over sadness. Sadness indicates regrets. Of course, we don't feel happy parting with our dear juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to the seminar. The speaker from UK is soooo lame!! "tilt your head to the side, smile, and tilt back! you'll look as if you are exhilarated!" oh manz!!! =D=D Although the speaker didn't really provide us with any details regarding  UK uni application stuff, but i guess, his talk really kept me awake.  The food at the reception was extremely good =D there's tempura, yakitori, xiaolongbao, coffee cakes, and tuna sandwiches! My lunch was really good...&lt;br /&gt;After the break, we went back for the talk by jeffrey goh. OH. HE'S A SUPERB SPEAKER I TELL YOU. although i didn't really catch most of his tips for choosing a scholarship, his stories are EXTREMELY GOOD! inspiring? i guess so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cow and pig are two animals living in a farm. However, humans favour the cow more than the pig. One day, the pig ask the cow, "Mr Cow, why do humans like you more?"&lt;br /&gt;The cow answered, " cos i provide cheese and milk?"&lt;br /&gt;the pig replied, " but i provide ham and bacon and luncheon meat too! So why do humans like you more?"&lt;br /&gt;The cow thought for a while....and he finally arrived at an answer!! "I know!! it's cos i provide while i'm still alive and you provide while you are dead!!"&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Give while you are still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the story from Mr jeffrey. He gave more stories, personal or fables. The way he speaks, is simply entertaining. He filled the hall with laughters, non-stop i guess. I was never bored for the whole 1.75 hours. In fact, i was sort of looking forward to more humours from him. He's a good speaker definitely, but i don't really know how much i was inspired that day with regards to scholarship stuffs. But daily stuffs, i'm certainly inspired! I'm glad i stayed for the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, i went shopping with jaey and mx. quote: "OMG!! minnie is actually willing to shop with us!!" &gt;.&lt; And anyway, whenever i go shopping with jaey, i'll always end up buying some feminine stuff. Siann... nex time cannot go out with her... It'll spoil my image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i rushed over to my grandma's bdae dinner at east coast. Jumbo was crowded and apparently, the manager gave our tables away to other people because they didn't want to wait for us (cos we were late, with 2 cars stuck in a traffic jam) My father, despite taking a much longer route to fetch me after fetching my grandma, arrived much earlier. The manager allocated 3 separated tables for us. It's a family dinner!! and you expect us to sit at 3 tables away from each other. How nice... Initially, my mum relented and gave in to the allocation, but i simply wasn't too happy about this. so i whispered to her and she shouted my wish out like, "YOU WANT THE TABLES TO BE TOGETHER HAR?" and the manager reallocated our tables. OH freak. no wonder i dun tell my mum secrets, cos she blurts everything out. i was extremely embarrassed and pissed, so i went to find my father who was waiting for the rest at the carpark. It's like, something private, and she had to tell the whole world about it. didn't she know why i kept my voice low and whispered to her ear? Oh freak... And it's not the first time. I really can't stand it. I think my gossip nature came from her, but at least i know when to keep things secret and when not to most of the time without embarrassing anyone. Siann!&lt;br /&gt;The dinner ended very smoothly after that. And for the first time in my life, i don't feel "off" sitting with my cousins because of the clothes we wear... but my aunts were still quite amazed when they saw me wearing a skirt....&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This feeling, hidden within me, appeared once again after it hid itself. You've given me hope, yet denied me of hope. I've decided to forget, but i couldn't because i wasn't given the chance to do so. I hope to do so after today, but can I? Can you simply deny me of all hopes such that i can give up at ease? I hope so...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115422971260082309?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115422971260082309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115422971260082309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115422971260082309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115422971260082309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/07/looks-like-im-in-blogging-mood-after.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115392842668330987</id><published>2006-07-26T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:40:26.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was simply too bored while i was online. So i resorted to searching for games in the computer. My bro juz installed Need for Speed Underground 2, so i went to try out the game. I played the oldest version of Need for Speed before, and got hooked on to it. So now, i'm trying to see whether NFS Underground 2 will be good. Hmmz... there's so many game types, which includes game league, drifting, loop and so on. Forget about drifting...all i noe is...u muz apply the brakes. So while i was racing (the normal type), i tried applying brakes at a turn and i simply failed to drift. In fact, my car stopped and at the time it stopped sliding, it was in the opposite direction &gt;.&lt; no talent at using keyboard to drift... Well... i'm not using that game to PRACTISE my driving skills of course (no worries). I'll probably end up in jail very soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!! i was surfing the web when i came across "dear boys". ARghhhz...i'm so disappointed. the anime is horrible in terms of art, or rather, i'm too used to the manga style hence i wasn't too used to the anime art style. Aikawa looked totally different. He lost the seriousness and kawaii-ness that exist only in the manga. the anime is extremely expensive too. It is totally not appealing. I prefer the manga... content is comprehensive, the guys are much more good-looking, and the art is more refined and sophisticated. In terms of body proportions, although there exist some problems with regards to the female body, but it's considered acceptable since it's a manga. I watched dear boys grow from act 1 to act 2 and the guys grow from kids to mature guys. AHhhhhz =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that the internet lacks dearboys pics and wallpapers. Perhaps the content isn't as appealing when compared to slam dunk, or simply slam dunk came as a bang. the storyline is quite nice though. It's not purely about skills or techniques, just a simple story of an ambitious guy, which incorporates romance. lol... Dearboys... plenty of competitions and each competition is sooo detailed, i'll probably take until age 21 to finish collecting the entire series. but anyway, the ending to each competition (yet to be published) is predictable =.= causing the story to lose some kick in it. i'm waiting for the finals of the whole basketball competition!!! i wanna noe which team wins... aikawa against masato!!! two of my favourite characters...w00tS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j283/kawaiianjing/sdfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aikawa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115392842668330987?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115392842668330987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115392842668330987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115392842668330987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115392842668330987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-simply-too-bored-while-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115382970984250672</id><published>2006-07-25T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T05:15:09.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi...welcome to moi new blog... just wanted a change of name... lol... sick of bluemapleleaves alreadi, hence the change. Just went Island Creamery... Ahhh... the apple pie ice cream was not bad. I love the bread crumbs but i simply did not lyke the cinnamon in the ice cream. It kept dripping too...=( but anyway, the scoop was large for a price of 2.50. Aiya, it was a treat from ty...lol... thanks neway... wanted to try the chendol or tiger beer flavour but chendol wasn't available and tiger beer, i didn't dare to try cos i was afraid it might make me drowsy or something. Lol... anyway, the variety there is quite interesting though i wouldn't mind rum and raisin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent quite some time lagging there before taking a photo. The photo is chao nice!! 5 girls and a guy (do u consider ty a guy?) Lol... fortunately we could take a nice photo and print it out on the spot. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back to sch for maths ppr =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a siann day... Thanks to the bio test, everyone's lyke reading or studying the bio notes these few days. Wah stressed lar...it seems as if i'm lagging by a lot and yet it seems that my pace is still moderate and not too slow. Considering thursday's long dae... omg... i'm thinkin whether i have the energy to sustain throughout the entire dae, including the hours of revision after chem S ppr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol sheeesh...i think i'm at expert at editing blog templates.... have been doing quite a few template and i alter practically the same things each time. It's quite easily once i'm used to it but i know only the few basic commands or html stuffs. If i have the time, i shall find a nicer blog template. the current template is from sister princess...(if u noe wad anime that is....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for maths S lecture todae... chao funnie!!! The lecturer told us that someone complained that she went too slow. Hence she decided to go much faster this time. WHOA!! and she really went at rocket speed!! in like, less than 20mins or so, she finished going through the tutorial questions... After which, we had our usual exercise question. She said, " i shall give you some time to do..." i started reading the question and tryin to comprehend it. When i started plotting out the points (it was a vectors question), she flashed the answer alreadi... lol... of course, i didn't do the question and copied the solution instead. the "some time" is lyke...5mins only...lol...obviously not enough for me!! i need lyke 10mins or so to understand and think through a question and 20mins or so to work it out. As for the subsequent parts, the answers all came out before i could finish reading... =.= She's uber fast this time!! too fast... and we were dismissed at 6.30pm. LOL!! cool~~~ She's veri funnie too... =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;wad am i thinking about? what do you call this type of feeling... it's explainable, but i dun wish to understand it. The feeling of yearning for something, yet knowing i'll be unable to obtain it. The feeling of it being owned by someone, yet discarded by the person. Sadded? i'm not sure. I just don't wish to sink into this feeling any further... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115382970984250672?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115382970984250672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115382970984250672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115382970984250672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115382970984250672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31586069.post-115375840859994931</id><published>2006-07-24T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T09:26:48.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing, testing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31586069-115375840859994931?l=ponandzi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/feeds/115375840859994931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31586069&amp;postID=115375840859994931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115375840859994931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31586069/posts/default/115375840859994931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ponandzi.blogspot.com/2006/07/testing-testing.html' title=''/><author><name>~Min~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04592126382379695902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
