<?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-3398355316830772916</id><updated>2011-11-30T15:48:39.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause you're hot then you're cold</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-1722994713648281704</id><published>2009-11-29T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T13:08:34.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wandering wanderer</title><content type='html'>i shall aspire not to think so much next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it saves my energy for other things..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and creates less misunderstandings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go for a HOC meeting which clashes with cheer chalet.. it was supposed to be in the afternoon but somehow it got shifted to the night time.. wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that really irritates me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3398355316830772916-1722994713648281704?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/1722994713648281704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=1722994713648281704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/1722994713648281704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/1722994713648281704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/11/wandering-wanderer.html' title='wandering wanderer'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-9219035265316494852</id><published>2009-11-24T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:07:50.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beholder sees all....</title><content type='html'>I will start on my NIE service learning project soon.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;just cant find the energy or the will because seriously it is not counted towards our GPA... and some people just dun care abt it... &lt;em&gt;aka as usual not everyone is pulling their own weight..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to put in my full energy in doing this service learning thing or otherwise known as GESL.. but ever since my fren told me that it does not count towards GPA and also by seeing some of my grp members not doing their share.. i kinda cant be bothered too.. nonetheless i still did my part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing is at least my programs sub-com the ppl r nice ppl who do their work.. if not i wld hav pmsed and probably screwed it all.. haha its good to work with nice ppl.. its good to work with nice ppl who do their work.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bah.. shall not bitch abt GESL... its going to be over by 14th dec.. so yar.. endure, do a gd job n fuck it afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note.. and i know i really should not think about this, esp since some of my friends have not even finished their exams yet.. but i really really kinda wannna know what my results are.. lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by talking to some ppl.. i just suddenly have this urge to fast forward time and just find out how did i do... n get it over n done with.. a personal thought i have is if in this first sem, i am able to fulfill my results aims (which obviously i have set aims).. then it kinda vindicates me that i am still able to juggle my many committments btween, NIE, Hall and Canoeing.. if i fail to fulfill my aims, then i will have to make the painful decision to drop some.. sigh.. and frankly i rather not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;also theres some issue of pride.. lolz&lt;/em&gt;... i cannot and will not lose out to 'some people'...&lt;br /&gt;but thats not really the point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crossover crossover crossover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the wait goes on and on i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brighter note!.. sunday is the day my life changed.. after wearing specs for i think more than a decade.. i finally went for lasik surgery.. haha the operation was itself very short.. 15min n thats it.. but it felt long.. to me, i felt it was not as painless as they say it is. lolz.. rather uncomfortable actually.. and the recovery as usual is rather long n irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank goodness for lubricating eyedrops.. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now my vision is near perfect..&lt;em&gt;  i typing this entry wo wearing specs &lt;/em&gt;.. but there is fuzzy feeling abt it.. its like i m looking thru a crying eye.. lolz.. doctor said it will take 2 weeks to clear up.. and 3 mths for total recovery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall wait.. n b patient.. n not be paranoid..&lt;br /&gt;and above all.. i will take care of my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is amusing, well at least for myself, when i feel something on my eye.. and i wld reach for my specs, only that theres no specs on my eyes.. lolz.. its like some phantom feeling of specs on the bridge of my nose.. freaky ar.. lolz.. guess need some time to get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it shall be interesting life after lasik... i can canoeing wo fear.. do cheer wo fear.. run wo hassle.. and well hopefully look good =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-9219035265316494852?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-5775698558460649200</id><published>2009-11-19T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:45:50.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh.. the great outdoors</title><content type='html'>well.. finally 1 semester for some NIE students have come to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, i think the prof of NIE want us to end out examinations with a bang, like bang head the kinda bang. the very last paper i took which was taken yesterday was Maths Paper, it was basically a huge test on number systems to do with all the laws of addition, multiplication and divisibility, then there working operations in different number bases, knowing n converting to different number systems like roman, mayan and lastly the use of algebra n model drawing to solve word problems.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know sound simple, not as chiam as those things that are mentioned in some other Maths course.. but seriously for a person like me who hates maths.. i think its quite the killer, especially since we r suppose to use what we have learnt in this Maths course to teach out student &lt;em&gt;which i still do not see the point.&lt;/em&gt; anyway the paper was 2 and half hour, and omg lah, i think it was the first paper where no one left early and i felt it was like a history essay examinations coz of i was literally rushing to write out all those workings and what not, write until hand pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;since when does doing Maths give hand pains.. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. shall not talk much about the paper, suffice to say it has its random moment and some WTF moments too. i should be at least contented that i more or less did or attempted majority of the questions in the paper. some people i heard did not fare that well.. hmmm shall see bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cross over cross over cross over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar but for the moments who cares.. the exams are over and lets start off with a party!. haha yup went clubbing with NIE mates which degenerated into NIE mate and friends.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, before the maths paper, everyone said wanna go, after the maths paper, some people say mother do not allow (&lt;em&gt;abit wtf ar&lt;/em&gt;).. and some people say they do not feel like going coz the paper traumatised them (&lt;em&gt;even more wtf&lt;/em&gt;).. haha.. anyway in the end, it was just my nie mate and me.. and thnk goodness there were her frens if not will be very weird.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, counting that i have not clubbed since ages ago, &lt;em&gt;the hall bash this year does not really count ar..&lt;/em&gt; it went quite well.. oh yar we went double O.. the music was half bad - half good bah.. first part got damm alot of techno.. but later it was better.. haha.. dancing was fun as usual. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway now still suffering the effects.. also dun know why.. i din drink that much hmmm... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so now thats the exams are over.. suddenly i feel damm free.. and u know what gosh no one is free .. AIYO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously hall ppl who are obviously all NTU are still taking their exams or have not even started.. so they r out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the SJI bros who are all in uni too.. are either becoming very celeb in their own area and also are taking their exams...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tgt with having sex with some random humanoid i m sure ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same goes for SAJC peeps... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even the LTA of the signal corp is having some shit in his camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yar i m pretty much left alone..&lt;br /&gt;and yes i hav work to do... GESL is coming up soon.. and yes i m sure JCRC will come haunting me soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i think for the moment.. i will just slack it all away.. hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-5775698558460649200?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5775698558460649200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=5775698558460649200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5775698558460649200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5775698558460649200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahhhh-great-outdoors.html' title='Ahhhh.. the great outdoors'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-3710009216642421585</id><published>2009-11-06T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:07:13.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The silence before the storm breaks...</title><content type='html'>between crafting 2 written assignments, presenting 3 projects, doing 1 English Final Sem paper and having to worry about mummy's 2 kneel caps... i tot i did well for this week... everything went as smoothly as it can go.. i tink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this has been a most challenging and interesting week.. haha.. for a moment or two, i seriously thought i wun b able to make it but well i did in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the written assignments, i must really thank those who did the assignment with me.. lolz probably wun b able to find the motivation to do wo themz.. haha. oh not to mention the sharing of resources and tips.. one thing i seriously dun like abt assignment is the word count... haha.. always overshoot then i got to look back and edit .. which will result in me having to kill off all those flowery language sentences which while nice to read, actually does not contribute much to content.. &lt;em&gt;haha!&lt;/em&gt; .. they are just there to restate a point.. or sum up something. still i tink my writing skills r not bad... there is still a decent level of language being used for all my written assignments.. thank the heavens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the projects.. thnk goodness i have good members who did their share of work and even though it seems we r all busy busy people (&lt;em&gt;to organise a meeting is so hard =P&lt;/em&gt;).. we somehow managed to produce a good presentation.. i personally at least our presentation is max 20min long and not like some other grps' presentation which was like 30 over mins.. &lt;em&gt;the horror... &lt;/em&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;oh and we r totally rock at role-play.. haha being the drama ppl we are.. lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the English Paper.. oh well no pt talking abt it.. feel like 75% confidence.. haha.. forgot a small section .. but then again quite alot of ppl died there.. the text type that i analyse i hoped i got it right.. alot of debate going on about that.. hmmmm... shall not think abt it too much, its over... i shall wait for the results to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there are mummy's kneel caps.. haha... i m glad she is doing as well as she can in her current state, dun need to worry &lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt;.. haha.. but of course she is bored and as a result she has resorted to spamming me sms.. which can get rather irritating.. just ytd she was smsing me telling me her brave tale of going to our nearby clinic to change her dressing.. n on another day was that she managed to mop the floor.. well yes you get the point... bet boredom is like eating her alive.. haha... on the other hand, i wished she had chosen another time to go for her ops, having to cycle btwn her and assignment is the moral debate of the year man.. haha.. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will and always be strong... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the week is over.. and things have settled down.. next week it all starts again but this time its not as shagged.. only 1 Presentation, 1 Maths Quiz and 1 Science Final Sem Paper.. not that bad considering this week .. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i am going to restart my mugging engine soon.. but just taking a short break first. slacked thru the whole of thurs (&lt;em&gt;except during maths tut, which i died in &lt;/em&gt;).. haha was listening to 'I've got a feeling' by B E P.. haha... resisting the urge to just dance around my room as i conquered that last assignment.. ok random.. tonite i shall go eat XLB with army frens and CY (&lt;em&gt;the bimbs).. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend when it comes.. then i wil start.. sigh.. shall b doing maths n science..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; i have and will continue to survive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;look for my revival on the 18th of Nov... 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PBL is being irritating as usual but whatevr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not started on my individual assignments yet.. 2 1000 words essay on Ed Psy.. my god.. well i will start soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this 2 weeks to b over.. for that wld mean all the projects n assignments r handed in and done.. n all i have to worry abt are the test papers ... strange ar.. i actually do not fear the test papers as much as i fear the assignments.. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the stress builds up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall try to see the 'silver lining'...&lt;br /&gt;for one.. HOCC has finally came to a decision on the whole MJ saga.. glad to put that behind me.. and move on in life... &lt;em&gt;and hopefully everyone will move on... &lt;/em&gt;i think i did my best.. managed to come to a decision that is good for hall and participants.. but of course the decision made will never please everyone, that is why we have a commitee... to decide on a final say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought i handled it quite well... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another.. is that canoeing training has been suspended ... haha.. i know i know.. i m and still passionate abt canoeing.. i really do wanna master my strokes.. n all.. n i do fantasize abt getting fitter and &lt;em&gt;buff .. &lt;/em&gt;and getting a medal .. haha.. but for now.. seeing how everythng is like clashing up down left right center.. it is good that i can finally take a breather and concentrate on things that need attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;things like school work.. &lt;/em&gt;not saying i forsake those.. always have been giving attention to work but now is the time to give 110% attention to it.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hereby promise.. i wil put back the 100% into canoeing after the tests and assignment.. yar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;afterall i dun wan to lose my tan =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand.. it also allows me to settle some other things in life..&lt;br /&gt;once again. i come to a pt where i must ask myself which is more impt in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hall.. or ... otherwise..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time round though.. i tink there is no compromise..&lt;br /&gt;but well i try my best to please all sides yar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything will b fine.. and turn out fine..&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is.. one just does not leave everything hanging.. or drop everything.. however noble we think ourselves to be.. things just do not work that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i will try.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope all these will have a happy ending...&lt;br /&gt;and i wish kl will b back soon.. haha.. its hard not to have someone to pour troubles to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wil keep smiling.. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-5789909997601715593?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5789909997601715593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=5789909997601715593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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of individual assignments, there is individual assignments AND group assignments AND tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously starting to hate group assignments, doing 3 at a time is damm grossed. haha. not to mention, everyone has like different time table since we r all teachers but yet studying different subjects.. there r the social studies teacher, PE teachers, MT teachers and General teachers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh if so many different time tables, its so damm hard to organize a meeting and thus work done is so inefficient. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find a weird pattern whereby i m doing all the compiling of the project work.. sigh..that is quite irritating too. but nvm i shall not complain, afterall if i do this project well, my mark wil go up too.. so got to tell myself that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just hate inefficiency... argh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so rush rush assignments both individual and grp... and hopefully later i got time to study for the tests that are coming up. hmmm .. good thing is at least for NIE students, our examinations end early. most of us shld clear our exams by mid Nov.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i can use that as a motivation yar.. haha suffer now, enjoy later. yes i shall. Mid Nov, when most of the NTU population r not done with their exams. then i shall laugh at them now.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no i will not be that bad =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things better, i heard that 2 of my english courses that we r taking are actually not counted into our GPA.. they r just in essence just a course with a pass or fail grade. hmmm.. interesting, i totally did not know that until recently. haha YIPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant transribe for nuts.. n phonetics kills me... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hall life is well.. as it is ... yar..&lt;br /&gt;dun tink wanna say much abt it... but lets just say things r rather lukewarm.. haha&lt;br /&gt;got this strange feeling of feeling err... hmmm a bit off..&lt;br /&gt;like no heart.. also dun know why... hmm shall reflect on it and see why i m feeling the way i m feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh on a side note.. i have came to realise ppl will kinda say anything just to hide something from you and its best not to probe, so yar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be frank, got alot of things on my mind but cant really find someone to say it all out.. kl is in aust now.. so oh wellz... i also wanna ask a particular someone a question.. but i cant seem to find the guts or the chance to do so.. which irritates me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canoeing well is going ok.. training is intensify.. and the stress and worry of not being to cope with canoeing and jcrc and studies is very real, esp when u have frens telling u to quit one for another. so far, no trouble from the dislocated shoulder, so shall slowly up the level.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bah.. got to sleep.. time still got project.. and all that shit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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month...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-2742968948653965442</id><published>2009-10-13T03:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T03:31:50.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frankly speaking...</title><content type='html'>i know i kinda promised i will blog about happy stuff.. n trust me when i say there r many happy stuff happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it seems life is well nvr dull.. and it can get very shitty at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean it suddenly feels like i m all alone.. n theres so so very much work to do.&lt;br /&gt;it does not help that for various irritating reason i cant ask ppl for help.. but then again i chose this path so i really shld not b complaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that sometimes.. it really sucks.. as in the benefits is being shadowed by the shit thats happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless as i always say.. i will find a way.. even if that means blasting my way thru.. sighz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel damm tired... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a very not so random note.. i tink first thing for any relationship to take flight is to have trust.  trust is like super impt.. well at least for me.. with trust anything can b done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i guess one thing that really really irks me is when trust is broken..&lt;br /&gt;i mean i had my lessons on trust way way back in those young days.... and i tot i learnt my lesson.. but oh wellz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes even i forget some things i guess.. the feeling sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway a fren of mine, 8 years and counting, said something to me regarding frenship.. and now wit wads happening in sch/hall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink i finally realised something... that frens of a few weeks cant and will nvr replace those forged from 8 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;the feeling sucks... it really does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet somehow or rather i dun wan such things to happen.. i really wanna give the chance for new frenships to grow.. but yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well.. stupid things just happen.. and it really sucks..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it pisses me off...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus.. i must say.. i apologise to my frens of 8years.. all of them... i think i kinda took your for granted... which shld not be the case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i m sry ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: i will not 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grandfather funeral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say the feeling was strange.. there was a mixture of sadness, lost... then some regret.. n then a whole lot of worrying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is i m not that close to my grandfather (&lt;em&gt;mother's side&lt;/em&gt;).. but i know he always dotes on us.. n that my mummy loves him dearly. which is why when the news first came.. and the news came on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; straight after my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;canoeing&lt;/span&gt; training as i was walking back to hall to prepare for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jcrc&lt;/span&gt; campaign thingy.. i did not feel sadness at first.. the initial thought was how was my mummy holding up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was worried.. and was prepared to go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NUH&lt;/span&gt; to b with her. Mummy called and kinda told me not to... and of course she was describing to me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; how my grandpa waited for her to come b4 passing... &lt;em&gt;strange if u &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt; of it.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; waiting to see someone b4 they go.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. so i somehow still managed to live &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jcrc&lt;/span&gt; campaigning n dinner.. n then a whole day of schooling b4 rushing down to the place.... i can only say thank goodness there was no competitors or well i really dun know how i might fare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anywayz&lt;/span&gt;.. the whole affair was sad and well awkward.. with waves of different types of emotions flying everywhere.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; my uncle was still angry with my mummy for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;somehting&lt;/span&gt; which even i also dun understand... but yet grief for my granddad brought them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tgt&lt;/span&gt;.. but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wadever&lt;/span&gt;.. it was awkward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;.. we kinda had to see the coffin... and sigh... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things came to mind when i saw my granddad lying in that coffin... i know his last days were those of suffering.. but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;.. i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt; u got to go &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; it in order to know how it feels like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n the feeling truly sucks...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like i say i was worried &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; my mummy's mental health... knowing her always being the 'strong' one.. but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;.. i know she has been crying.. yet it is also hard to go up to her n comfort her.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so things went on.. with all the ceremonies n ritual n prayers... n then cremation on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;oh which i rushed down from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mandai&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NIE&lt;/span&gt; to attend lessons.. now i know some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; day i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; have stayed on n b wit my mummy... but i dun know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.. this wk is like so crucial wit assignments n briefing n wad not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to weigh my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;priorities&lt;/span&gt;... n come to a compromise.. i know some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt; agree with me... i know some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; say .. no matter wad reason. nothing is more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;impt&lt;/span&gt; than a close &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;relative's&lt;/span&gt; funeral.. but ... i did 'send' him off.. anyway.. that kinda sucks too.. having to consistently tell myself wad i m doing is right.. seriously &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;... what the shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt; after the cremation was a long day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;... kinda managed to survive &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the day.. but those thoughts kept on returning to haunt me. &lt;em&gt;trust me when i say the feeling was very awful..&lt;/em&gt;  wad makes it even worst i felt was it was hard to tell anyone... hard to explain this part.. but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; b best to just have some 'me' time.. but well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; kinda impossible &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.. with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JCRC&lt;/span&gt; rally n election n assignments to hand in.. so i kinda just allowed my busy life to distract me.. i know i know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; not the way.. but oh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wellz&lt;/span&gt;.. it dulls the pain somewhat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt; rally n election came n go.. i din &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt; i did well in my speech.. hardly had the mental &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; to really give a jaw-dropping one.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;.. sigh.. election was good.. we were elected nonetheless, i had about a 20plus % of voters voting against me.. but oh well .. i guess because of everything that was happening.. the happiness of winning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jcrc&lt;/span&gt; din really like sink in.. it was like 'k one thing down.. next one to come' feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; not be feeling that way.. but ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... so after being elected.. i feel we r hitting the floor running.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. yup so the endless work carries on.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;.. i really need sometime to just sit down n collect the pieces of me that have fallen apart throughout this whole 'passing away' issue.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blahz&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. everyone faces the same issues at some pt of their lives.. so i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no pt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; it.. just got to move on.. no matter quite hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to keep smiling.. keep working..&lt;br /&gt;and keep that &lt;em&gt;mask&lt;/em&gt; on somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; something still bugging me.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-902454508102082320?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/902454508102082320/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-761025040857290972</id><published>2009-09-15T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T01:32:59.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once again...</title><content type='html'>u know.. i always think life is a very funny thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when shit happens.. they kinda happen all at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its rather interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel i might break down anytime... just not the kind to pour my troubles onto others..&lt;br /&gt;then theres the senseless need to maintain a cheery front..&lt;br /&gt;it gets &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;tiring at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss my sji bros.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i shall rally myself tgt.. but just give me sometime yar..&lt;br /&gt;i will b fine.. i promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like i say.. i always do find a way..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-761025040857290972?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/761025040857290972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=761025040857290972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/761025040857290972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/761025040857290972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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tats to work it out by myself n somehow i will find a way.. haha i always do.. i tink.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. in way of assignment.. those shitty NIE assignments are finally moving on.. haha.. i m left with just one more written assignment.. funny thats the one which i seriously dun know wad to do with.. lolz.. the rest are done n in the can, just need some refining will do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the whole wk.. because of various reasons has been not sleeping alot.. lolz average sleeping time was 4am plus.. thnk goodnes i start lesson late. so usually can get abt max 5 hours sleep. which is not too bad.. haha.. still able to function properly and not yet burning out.. but tired nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk goodness i dun need to do my projectwork proposal liao.. one burden settled n done with. was glad that most of my grp mates found the proposal to their liking, brought a smile to my face.. haha.. i m quite pleased with my written assignments.. haha.. though i seriously dun wanna compare my work with others, coz i seriously dun wan to stress myself for nothing.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do think i need to refine them just abit.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar lastly... theres JCRC.. the hall ver. of a student council.. everything in that front goes well.. so i m not actually worried abt that.. rather i worried abt well the choice i m abt to make.. i have finally really come to the crossroad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the JCRC way is now open no longer blurred.. and well DB way is well always opened... so.. i kinda decided by various reasons that i will give up DB in favour of Hall JCRC.. oh the side note.. somewhere in my heart.. i do wanna stay on in DB, i mean i been training for close to a mth, met ppl and made some frens.. n i liked the feeling of been pushed to the limit.. but...&lt;em&gt;sometimes ppl are 'pushed' to make certain choices.. &lt;/em&gt;so hence i m now clearly working towards JCRC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote.. i still have interest in watersports, eg kayaking n db.. so in light of keeping fit n all... i m considering of joining NTU's canoeing.. where the training i heard is not too fierce like DB.. and also i feel more natural there being trained in canoeing.. lolz.. since i know nuts of DB strokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopefully this will work out somehow..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other things bugs me... n well irritated me.. this wk i felt something that i have not felt for such a long time liao.. haha i almost mistaken it for something else.. but ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun know.. theres so many things to tink abt.. to &lt;em&gt;interpret.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i will find a way.. or make one myself"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-3574606262160686599</id><published>2009-08-31T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:02:07.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it really really begins</title><content type='html'>haha.. life in uni progresses well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work load increases.. and the number of decision to make also increase with that.. haha&lt;br /&gt;the bugging issue of jcrc and db still haunts me..lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wil just let the fates decide.. for the record i m still going to go for db training.. until i make the final decision btwn db  n jcrc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well having gone for 2 sessions of db training, both land n water training. i must say db is actually damm shag loh.. haha.. but physically challenging nonetheless.. just that i cant help but feel inferior when in front of so mnay greek gods ar. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went for first ever db water training on sunday.. gosh lah.. totally not wad i expect it to be. ok lah, land training is still more tiring.. but water training is like so technical .. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting i was rather confused with the strokes they were using.. then keep getting corrected by the coach.. lolz.. so for those whu thought db is just brute force, think again loh. alot of thought actually goes into planning those strokes.. quite interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the misconception is that when u db, u use mainly arm strength but totally not true. haha when the strokes are executed properly, i realised its actually the whole body that being used. quite cool ar.. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i might actually be starting to like db... sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after dbing.. meet up wit lau.. went to watch District 9.. at causeway pt.. lolz i was so desperate to watch that show, i actually cabbed down to causeway pt wit lau to watch that show,.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say i liked it, ok got quite abitof gore. but the storyline is nice, lots of thinking and metaphors. i must say the weaponery in the movie is damm cool. haha super lethal n super fun to watch. though the aliens look a bit weird but they got quite expressive eyes i thought. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well in hall now.. trying to read up on some stuff... i know something is happening tmr.. n everyone wanna give clues but no one wanna tell me the whole thing.. so i guess i will play along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;surprise and delight me bah.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention... i got to worry abt db tmr.. lolz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-3574606262160686599?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/3574606262160686599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=3574606262160686599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/3574606262160686599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/3574606262160686599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-so-it-really-really-begins.html' title='and so it really really begins'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4500007756227779900</id><published>2009-08-20T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T11:49:41.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halling..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heyo&lt;/span&gt; world!&lt;br /&gt;its the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; wk of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIE&lt;/span&gt; life... 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; wk of hall16..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; i feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; stressed.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; i mean how can u not feel stressed when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; do their tutorials b4 even going for tutorial classes... and not to mention those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; use very very difficult words when writing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;reflection&lt;/span&gt; essay to b posted on an online forum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must admit to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.. i was actually using a dictionary the other day just to make sure i put a few decent vocab words into my reflection. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. in a way its quite funny, you know a reflection is supposed to be your personal thinking, yet people (me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;included&lt;/span&gt;) are choking it with such lofty words. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; either our minds are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt; complicated whereby we used complicated words whenever we think.... or well the other reason i shall not say bah.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention there are those who i think take very extreme stands when writing their reflection. there is this guy in one of my classes, he is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;utopian&lt;/span&gt; thinking, always saying yes and saying its possible to achieve this and that. i myself am not that kind of person, personally i think he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; naive, the truth is sometimes somethings just cannot be applied to everyone... even if that something is actually good for everyone.. but you got to see the situation first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder whether its because i taught in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;DZPS&lt;/span&gt; that caused me to think this way... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i must say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;DZPS&lt;/span&gt; did open my big fat eyes to many things... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and the worst thing is in order not to lose out, i got to also think or act like them. i think now i finally understand what my brother meant by university life can be rather screwed up at times. Brother knows best ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, its nice that the hall people are still normal. Normal in a sense that still can talk to them, make merry and have fun. although i think we are all getting busier and busier, which is fine by me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;... nowadays, i find myself worrying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; my tasks that i left behind whenever i go for some outings. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;. guess the pain of A levels really changed me and i am really REALLY determined not to let history repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; blast away all those awful memories...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is one thing that bugs me about hall, its the increasing talk on how to stay in hall for another year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. there are so many ways, some tougher, some easier and .... some are just plain crazy ones. i kind of gathered information from quite a number of people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt; and i still do not know which way to go. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i know.. those who know me well. i tend to like to gather all information before i take a step. think think &lt;em&gt;think..&lt;/em&gt; oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;wellz&lt;/span&gt;... i guess time will tell in the end rite? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the other things that are bugging me.. well i will tell you in person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh should i go for DB training on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i know.. random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok got to go prepare for lessons and lunch!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-4500007756227779900?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4500007756227779900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4500007756227779900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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might as do some blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually if u hav facebook... i tink everything is on it liao.. but for the benefit for those whu dun, here the blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well.. as u shld all know.. i got cfmed into NIE.. passed the 'internship' in DZPS.. n so i m going on to NIE .. time to change from teacher to student =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really will miss the peeps in DZPS.. both fellow staff and kids too.. i mean all the farewell gifts, cards and all the wise words of advice.. haha damm sweet n damm touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say dzps is really homely.. ok lah, must admit got some politics here n then (but then again where dun hav politics one).. but seriously the peeps there r really helpful.. haha the senior teachers are always willing to lent a helping hand.. n the young teachers can really b gd bitching partners =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thnx thnx thnx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wil miss the kids of DZPS too... haha.. so wad if they r not bright and not focused and all that? yes they r few levels lower when compared to those elite schs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow they r rather simple-minded... n well at the end of the day they r sweet things.. with gd hearts.. n are capable of doing very very ridiculous n funny things.. haha that can make you wanna vomit blood n laugh at the same time.. lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hopefully when i do return to DZPS after NIE.. i hoped the sch has not changed too much.. i hope all those frens i made are still there.. n i hope the culture does not change too much too.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wellz.. so into NIE here i go.. haha.. just went for Hall 16 FOC camp.. nice camp.. nice funny ppl.. ok lah... i only went for one camp which is this one.. but still i enjoyed myself... guess will blog abt the FOC later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so got to make plans to shift into hall =)&lt;br 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dead...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-245068507805791517</id><published>2009-06-06T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:14:39.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got it!</title><content type='html'>thnx the heavens .. its finally here.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i got the cfmation letter from NIE liao.. in fact its better than a cfmation letter.. its like everything.. a full package.. from the instructions to how to sign the teachers' agreement.. to the different camps NIE students go for.. to locker rental.. n to hall application also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lolz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel quite happy.. n relief.. i &lt;em&gt;have not &lt;/em&gt;been forgotten.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i got 1000000 forms to fill up.. n other things to worry abt.. hmmm.. first i need 2 sureties or guarantors .. &lt;em&gt;ppl to make sure i keep to my bond..&lt;/em&gt; and hor theres obviously requirements to b met.. sigh... they cannnot both b parents.. so one of the sureties has to b a fren.. an unrelated person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats worrisome.. coz i know no one that is unrelated to me.. who is not bonded to any government or private bonds.. and is also drawing a regular pay.. hmmm worrisome worrisome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so shall to work tat out...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats for another day... today or actually ytd &lt;em&gt;(seeing the time) &lt;/em&gt;i went for hall 16 interview.. gosh.. n dearest sam.. din turn up loh.. =( ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i tot the interview cld go better.. but oh wellz i shall not think abt it too much... i do hope i can get into that hall.. its the best of both worlds really.. got frens in it.. n its super near to NIE too.. n also my roomie is a fellow NIE student... and yes sam is in it too... so thats a plus. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully gd news will come out of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless.. i m excited to finally enter NIE/NTU/Hall 16?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 year dip ed program. yar... cross over to degree? hmmm... we shall see.. we shall see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;on another note.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav concluded running long dist as in like 4-8km .. does not really help in 2.4km running.. so in light that i hav to take ippt soon.. i hav re-adjusted my exercise regime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha its now 2.4km all the way with 30s60s... lolz.. hmm i m quite confident can get back to the 10 plus minutes running time in 36SCE.. who knows.. might even get below 10mins like BMT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but .. we &lt;em&gt;shall &lt;/em&gt;see... bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-245068507805791517?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/245068507805791517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=245068507805791517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/245068507805791517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/245068507805791517'/><link rel='alternate' 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haha.. so now i shall wait wait &lt;em&gt;wait.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last wk of school has been interesting indeed.. monday was spent in Hort Park where DZPS was there for a Maths and Science Trail.. basically they went to the park and did maths n science questions on things that can b found in the park... quite interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;afterall the questions were planned by the teachers.. lolz =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing was that the weather was very hot.. and everyone was suffering.. haha and the kids were well pretty much complaining abt the heat.. lolz.. also another irritating thing was that it seems the other sch in spore also chose to come to Hort Park on the same day as DZ.. so it was like a huge F-fest like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seas of kids.. walking around..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was quite scared will miss some kids.. and then lost them forever.. haha.. thnx god that din happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.. i also finally said my 'farewell' to 3/2.. lolz brought some food n stuff for the class.. lolz i do hope they will enjoy the food n liked the gifts.. lolz.. peeling 29 price tags off 29 pens is no joke ar. haha... oh wellz.. actually also not really leaving them .. coz july wk1-3 will still b in DZPS.. but &lt;em&gt;just in  case...&lt;/em&gt; so better give the gifts now then later.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far.. handling of the p6 classes is going well.. since its non-core subjects.. they r quite noisy.. haha and sometimes theres just no way to stop them from talking.. not to mention some of them r downright rude.. but oh wellz... &lt;em&gt;we save wad we can &lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do realise that when it comes to the topic of secondary sch.. the primary6 classes wld b more attentive.. haha so i m always sharing my SJI days.. n also letting them know wad to expect in sec sch.. haha... lolz i even talked abt NUS, NTU, NIE n SMU.. sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... oh yar recently finally played badminton after not playing for like decades... haha played with zul in DZPS sch hall.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shockingly it was fun n tiring sia.. we played for 1 hour i tink.. n we were like sweating.. but all smiles.. lolz.. din play pt until the end... it was an interesting match.. played until we reached  7-7&lt;br /&gt;then we got chased out of the hall coz they need to close it =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun... damm we shld have started playign the badminton way b4 now man.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;o wellz... hopefully there will b one soon =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-1072440125203128176?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-3316533145570313266</id><published>2009-05-19T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:24:02.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new age comes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The SA1 2009 are finally over! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is the time for marking, norm-ing n wad not..&lt;br /&gt;but amidst all this.. i also know i will b handing over 3/2 back to her original form teacher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just din expect it to b so sudden.. lolz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well as so it happens... on monday, i was given news that i will not b taking 3/2 anyway.. n i was given a new timetable.. so in short, i din have time to say 'bye bye' to the class or at least to give an explanation why i m going away.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quite sad ar.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so resulting in that.. i hav kids coming to me.. asking me where i m going.. if i am stil teaching them.. haha.. hence all the mixed feelings.. on one hand i feel a sense of relief.. since i tink i handed over a decent 3/2 back to the form teacher and not one that is in disarray.. also there is sense of achievement that nothing bad has happened (&lt;em&gt;no one complained.. no one died =P)&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also feel abit lost n sad too.. lolz like wad zul said i m not used to it.. haha not used to b wo a form class.. hehe... so now i m a 'drifter' taking non-core subjects in mutiple classes.. ranging from&lt;br /&gt;p1-p6.. gosh.. wth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear taking the p6.. since i hav no exp in them.. n well i tink methods of control used in p3 cant b used on p6.. lolz.. well take it as an experience.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like one of the teacher said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got the best of both worlds... a form teacher for sometime n a non-core teacher for some... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i will count my blessings.. yar?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-3316533145570313266?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/3316533145570313266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=3316533145570313266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/3316533145570313266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; shall b a big dispensing day... giving back all those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WS&lt;/span&gt; to the kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m pleased wit myself.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i also managed to clear all the backlogged work.. which is good.. stupid fever last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wkend&lt;/span&gt; really caused me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am resolved &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nvr&lt;/span&gt; to fall sick again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now that all the backlogged work have been done.. i can concentrate more on preparing the kids for the last dash &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; mid-year.. worry worry.. &lt;em&gt;white hairs lots lots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anywayz&lt;/span&gt;.. heard from some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; that some sch have received their letter to appraise their trainee teachers.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; so far its all rumours n sort.. so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wellz&lt;/span&gt;.. really hope something will come out of it.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it is true.. i really cant wait for the approval to go into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NIE&lt;/span&gt;.. like some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; say.. need time to do an extreme make-over so can seduce the hoard of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; in uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;! like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; going to happen.... =.=''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing is for sure... i m &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rdy&lt;/span&gt; to become a student again... i have new found respect for lecturers/tutors/teachers now.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. i am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;convincing&lt;/span&gt; myself to b a GOOD student when i go into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NIE&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tat way &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whuever&lt;/span&gt; is 'up there' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wun&lt;/span&gt; give me horrible students when i become a teacher =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-4634580945699366621?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4634580945699366621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4634580945699366621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4634580945699366621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4634580945699366621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/05/backlogged.html' title='Backlogged!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4010087079048865170</id><published>2009-05-10T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:31:08.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Mark... Work Work..</title><content type='html'>heyo blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sometimes and well i finally got the energy n some free time to blog, afterall somethings just cant b written on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, life at the school is going fine. stress levels raising for the teachers coz of the mid-years. sigh. there r just some many ws to mark n practice papers to mark n go thru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its an endless cycle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz, just as i was most needed to do work, got hit by a most very lethal flu bug. here how i tink i got it. last wk, i tink i was on a bus with frens to watch xmen origins. now thru-out a large portion of the trip, there was this kid siting behind me and he was coughing. now from the feeling how the air was blowing at me, &lt;em&gt;i know he was coughing at me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;em&gt;but somehow i did not want to turn around and ask the kid to FO.&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking that the parent will b a responsible parent, i did not tell the kid to stop or cover his mouth, needless to say the kid kept coughing away for most part of the trip. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. that night when i was back at home, i started to feel a bit fuck-ish... felt abit of headache.. so decided to turn in. and then &lt;em&gt;poof!&lt;/em&gt; i woke up on the next morning with a crippling headache and after measuring temp, found out i got fever. not to mention i got sore throat too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fast acting flu sia... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mummy dearest cancelled our breakfast date... and followed me to the polyclinic where becoz of the swine flu fear, we were given the fast lane.. n i was forced to wear a face mask n was asked to wait n sit in a 'quarantined' area... lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all this while, the headache was becoming more crippling... and mummy dearest was being irritating with her consistent asking of concern.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least i got the medicine n was out of the polyclinic fast...&lt;br /&gt;but then ... the illness din stop.. the nest day, i dun know why my fever shoot up again... kaoz sia.. sent the entire wkend popping pills (hehe).. and sleeping... n i was so crippled i cld not mark anything or plan any lesson plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following wk in sch was rather horrible.. coz i had to battle the fever.. though by then the headaches were just a background pain. thankfully by wednesday, i had conquered the illness..&lt;em&gt;phew...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i m just waiting for the mid-year to be over.. then can take a breathe of slow air.. haha...the rest wk has been busy like fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a constant work of giving up mock paper, doing the mock paper, then marking mock papers.. then going thru the mock papers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. all to prepare my kids for midyear.. n i dun know if they are rdy.. some of them are so not focused.. sigh sigh sigh... nonetheless i wished them all the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;afterall my ass is going to b screwed if they dun do well.. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-4010087079048865170?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4010087079048865170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4010087079048865170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4010087079048865170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4010087079048865170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/05/mark-mark-work-work.html' title='Mark Mark... Work Work..'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4176533630394908779</id><published>2009-04-22T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:26:16.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i m tired...</title><content type='html'>i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt; i finally understand why last time during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SJI&lt;/span&gt; annual parade or any Army parade.. no matter how horrifyingly bad i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt; i am doing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;footdrill&lt;/span&gt;... the sirs or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;encik&lt;/span&gt; will "Good good! u r improving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i always tot they r being too kind.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; seriously although the sirs said we r &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;banging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tgt&lt;/span&gt;.. but i dun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;.. it still sounds the same bird-dropping-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; to me.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; also.. even when the sirs said we r improving... although &lt;em&gt;lets b frank&lt;/em&gt; there is no difference at all so how are we improving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i finally understand why they say the things they say.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ytd&lt;/span&gt;.. was the first time i took part in the training of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;NDP&lt;/span&gt; parade.. now now.. its just primary sch.. and its just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Dazhong&lt;/span&gt; Primary School.. &lt;/em&gt;so there is only 1 contingent of mixed scouts n guides.. and there is only like 10plus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but marching they did... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt; sch kids.. obviously the standard of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;footdrill&lt;/span&gt; is err not there... but still the teachers, as in the seniors, were like praising them... saying they r improving.. until to a pt when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; r obviously marching out of timing and the teachers still say that they r &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;gd&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; taken aback &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;loh&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i tot its very obvious that the teachers were being very very kind.. but it seems to the kids .. that they really believed wad the teachers are saying and in a way.. &lt;em&gt;by believing that they were doing well.. &lt;/em&gt;they actually did improve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt;.. small but still improving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;interesting.... really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; i guess .. the mind is really stronger than the (body?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/3398355316830772916-4176533630394908779?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4176533630394908779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4176533630394908779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;k i finally told myself.. enough excuses for not blogging lets get down to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway seriously its not like i dun wan to blog.. haha things do happen in my life and i find myself blogging in my mind, u know thinking, "ok i m going to write .. blah blah blah." but when i reach home, its just well a bit tiring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after i finished marking... then do some planning of lessons... and some night type out extra ws... then log on computer... go onto fb.. change ONE sentence of status... and then SNOOZE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha.. yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway life is good so far..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;march sch came n go... class lost abit of focus after the sch holi.. took like 2 days to get back the lvl of concentration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some kids r really trying my patience.. like coming 30min late for supplementary lessons &lt;em&gt;twice! &lt;/em&gt;and u know the funny thing was for the 2nd time, i cld see him playing soccer in the field from the classroom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how ridiculous that was... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh wellz.. anywayz.. everyone is working towards SA1 now.. or wad we oldies call Mid-year exams.. haha. realised theres not much time left. next wk is eng oral (&lt;em&gt;or blowjob) &lt;/em&gt;and then its followed by eng compo... and then finally exam proper starts... okok theres still like 2 wks more b4 exam proper starts... but .,. trust me.. from a teachers' pt of view.. theres no time... seriously no time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i tell u its karma... as a student.. i used to tink i got all the time in the world.. now as a teacher i have no time left... karma ... very drama - mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so work work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh the lighter note.. i eagerly await for some results .. &lt;em&gt;no i not referring to the uni entry, &lt;/em&gt;i seriously doubt i can get into the degree course though i tried applying again. but i m referring to the sch approving my entry to NIE.. meaning i passed my intern-ship.. so anyway hoping for the best.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of course the result i wan is to pass n go into NIE ASAP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wan to b a student again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;also.. i do miss going out like crazy idiots wit all my frens.. haha... but nowadays the priority of sch is so much more impt.. hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway. save money also.. kl is in taiwan now.. fighting the 'war' for our spore grand armee.. as an OCT no less.. i tink theres still 2 more wks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;missing the 'meet up n do work' outings with him... cheap n efficient.. not that i mind the outing i hav with cw, ger n ty.. &lt;em&gt;so dun snap at me like a mad dog =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boy boy boy... whu wld know the world will change so much.. i dare say it wil change even more after 2 more wks.. haha.. thankfully its changing for the better.. those whu know wad i mean.. &lt;em&gt;good for u... &lt;/em&gt;those whu dun.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well theres a reason why u dun =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh and ah lam is back.. but he is acting like a celeb.. too many outings being organised in his name.. n i dun know which one to go... i tink i m being invited to 2? hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;k now time now to tend to my L.P n emailed it to my V.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;L.P is Lesson Plan ... not a part of the male body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;V.P is Vice Principal ... not the part that separates we males n females..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hehe =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/3398355316830772916-2595431158225227372?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/2595431158225227372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=2595431158225227372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/2595431158225227372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/2595431158225227372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-lah.html' title='OK LAH!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-1098183588643545113</id><published>2009-04-02T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:08:43.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been some time...</title><content type='html'>haha.. poor blog has been dying for sometime .. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tink facebook is the culprit&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i mean it is easier to update in fb.. lolz.. just type a status sentence and *poof.. its out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayz.. the past wks were busy busy.. suffice to say this term 2 of sch really feels shorter than term 1... everyone n everything feels so so rushed... and well for gd reason also.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of term 2 is the SA1 papers or mid-year exams.. gosh and its like looming over us like a very dark shadow... thing is the kids do not seem to be affected by it.. n oh wellz.. one cant blame them, after all, wun we like that when we were kids too? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just hoped .. that they will try to b more humble...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes... they think they are so smart.. but they make the same careless mistakes that i keep warning them against..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha.. kidsssss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to look forward to.. hmm.. well its June sch holis for the long term aim.. for short term its next wk got friday holiday.. yay yay yay!.. n of course next wk got pay liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy thoughts.. &lt;em&gt;happy thoughtsssssss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-1098183588643545113?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/1098183588643545113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=1098183588643545113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/1098183588643545113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/1098183588643545113'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left sat n sun before sch reopens.. haha.. much work to b done now..&lt;br /&gt;now is the time... push on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-2370138512790144300?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/2370138512790144300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=2370138512790144300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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us)&lt;/em&gt; went on a kayaking trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. how cool is that? a bunch of teachers going for a kayaking trip.. now now.. i know many of your r like thinking teachers r saggish ppl who just mark n mark... but no loh.. the grp of us that went to pasir ris park to kayak were of many many different age grp.. there were the under 25s&lt;em&gt;(me).. &lt;/em&gt;the above 25 but not yet 30... the 30plus... and the 'dun wan to say age' grp.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also majority of the teachers there were female.. hmm wonder why.. anyway.. to b frank, i was surprised at how active the teachers, i was expecting to see all young teachers joining but turned out not all of them were young.. really really admire those older teachers whu went for the kayaking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope when i m at that age.. i will b just as active.. lolz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the day started at like 9plus.. drove daddy's car to bukit gombak to park it at his car.. then waited for Emm and Shen Chin to arrive in their car to fetch me.. &lt;em&gt;we concluded that its a waste of fuel to have 2 cars going to the same place.. &lt;/em&gt;so car arrived n Emm with her gps system. took us wo event to the pasir ris park.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we reached paris ris park was like 930am liao.. meeting time is 10am. but of course ppl were late n wad not loh.. so shen chin was like humouring us wit his very lame jokes.. i tink its a malaysian thing.. lolz.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun b angry kl...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when everyone was there liao..both old, young n unknowns.. it was like 1020am.. lolz.. we were late liao loh.. but whu cares. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet up wit the Paddle Culture person.. put down our names n wad not.. ppl commenting that '&lt;em&gt;wah.. why got so young ppl one? 88 year one' &lt;/em&gt;haha yar it is weird to b the youngest there... so better fade into the oblivion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then was this very irritating briefing.. where ppl wun even listening to the guy.. basically he just went on n on.. gosh!... n he was saying all the ridiculous things loh.. completely no link one.. and we were like bitching abt him discreetly in one corner.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally it was kayaking time.. hehe i got a single kayak.. happy happy.. now gwi was like saying why i so anti social loh.. but i m really dun like doubles loh.. haha all my doubles exp hav been very very horrible .. &lt;em&gt;rmber phuket trip...&lt;/em&gt; haha.. anyway single more fun.. more control.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so paddle &lt;em&gt;paddle.. &lt;/em&gt;while paddling ppl r like bitching.. shouting.. talking.. shen chin n Emm were like super slow.. haha.. Jeslyn(god ma) was crying to rest.. but still trying... haha.. gwi n her partner sook peng were like the fastest pair.. n mr yan(the other single kayak) was like paddling abit, then sagging, then paddling.. haha.. &lt;em&gt;i tried it later n found out.. yar actually wo paddling the kayak will also move due to the helping current.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paddling was fun.. for everyone.. haha.. quite an exp too.. the river in pulau ubin was a killer.. since the current though helping us was abit strong.. so ppl cld not make change course fast enough.. haha we had ppl flying into fishing boats.. or ppl fighting with the mangrove trees.. haha.. gwi n sook peng actually capsized.. lolz.. coz both of them leaned to the same side to dodge a tree.. n thus they capszied.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;funny... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the return trip.. the seas became rather choppy.. coz we cld see it was going to rain liao.. haha.. quite fun.. very exciting.. coz the waves were like lifting my kayak up.. haha.. and i tink becoz of the choppy water.. our formation of kayak was like spreading like dun know wad like that.. until everyone was like super far apart.. &lt;em&gt;and the guides din do anything.. tsk tsk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stopped at a Kelong at the half way mark.. thats when i realised i m stil super sucked at balancing loh.. haha had difficulty balancing on the kayaking to go up the kelong.. had super scare when walking on very narrow planks of kelong.. again had difficulty going into the kayak from the kelong.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my legs were seriously vibrating ar.. gosh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully all of us reached shore b4 the heavy rain came.. haha lucky lucky...&lt;br /&gt;aha funnny thing happened when bathing. apparently shen chin n I took so long to bathe, all the gals were rdy liao. lolz.. kena bitched by them.. but oh well wad to do '&lt;em&gt;got image to maintain mah...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at IMM was fun.. gwi was on high.. taking photos.. very very random photos..&lt;br /&gt;nvr knew i wld hav so much fun with teachers.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole thing i still had to go home to drive the car to fetch my dad at rochor place.. gosh where i got lost n had to do parellel parking.. sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that story i wun write here.. it boils my blood.. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*********&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh wellz.. i must say here though... becoz of the kayaking thing. i din go for my class outing.. n i m probably been pmsed at this moment.. sry to all .. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm i make it up to u k.. i so so promise i will got for audrea's dance concert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps dun b angry =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest.. do look out at fb.. haha&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the kayaking n IMM photos will b out soon.. lolz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-699752570990262868?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/699752570990262868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=699752570990262868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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wonderful time for teachers of dazhong pri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the parents teachers meeting.. or called Parents' Night.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its like a start of the year briefing for the parents... not really a real parent teacher meeting.. but come on lah, the parents did not come all the way to sch just to hear u give them a briefing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they wan to talk to u one on one.. grilled u until u become extremely crispy.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank the heavens.. my parents were quite nice.. then again my students r not really the problematic ones.. there r naughty ones, irritating ones.. but no attitude problems one.. which is good.. phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. some parents do make some quite big demands.. haha but then again i guess being a parent that wad u do.. afterall i understand their worries for their kids..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;which parents do not want their kids to do well.. haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meeting went well generally.. thing was the parents do hav alot of qns.. lolz.. n so the meeting was dragged for quite long time... haha felt so sry for some of the parents whu had to wait so long.. nonetheless none of them pmsed me which is thnk you thnk you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and so far i got no parents insulting me... phew!..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most actually said i looked very young... i do hope they reserved their judgement for a while.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next big worry now is mid year exams.. afterall the mid year exam or SA1 is recorded in record books.. so gosh... and if my kids do not improve i will die... the parents will rain fire on me... they definitely F-ed me like nobody's business.. so of course i m quite worried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my kids can sometimes b so so arrogant... haha..&lt;br /&gt;i do hope when the SA1 comes... their grades better improve.. haha.. if not seriously ar&lt;em&gt;.. gosh josh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wellz.. no pt in worrying for something thats happening in 3 mths times.. i shall concentrate on the task at hand.. which is to teach the kids the new topics for the 2nd term...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so wish me luck.. hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-602956199819089896?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/602956199819089896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-5884962727692407768</id><published>2009-03-13T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:53:16.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh gosh....</title><content type='html'>totally. seriously. bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thats i will describe ytd meeting wit cw.. so many things not working loh.. damm irritating ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously f.y.i the roads in orhard... in the city is a mad rush... a very screwed up F-fest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god i survived... quite scary actually coz i was feeling damm tired n was like losing focus.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next most irritating thing is my home pc is suddenly acting up... i tink it going to die soon.. sigh.. knowing mummy, she wld probably get me to pay some.. sigh.. i just hope its not all... and i really wanna get someone to extract the files stuck in the old com out... coz there r so many impt files in the old pc.. photos.. letters.. things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;argh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. in abt less than 3 hours theres going to b &lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;Parent Teacher Meeting.. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;and all the teachers r like sharing their horror stories .. OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but on the bright side.. i am going for kayaking wit the teachers of dazhong!.. LOLZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can u imagine that? teachers going kayaking?!?!?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... well it will either be extremely fun or quite awkward.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we just see... haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm but then theres class outing... hmmm hmmm hmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i got a feeling chase might scold me very very very soon =P&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/3398355316830772916-5884962727692407768?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5884962727692407768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-9134406579671905863</id><published>2009-03-11T08:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:33:43.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey shoo... hey shoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heyo&lt;/span&gt; world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. i m back once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway now i m blogging from the staff room.. since there seem to b no time at home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the irony... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anywayz&lt;/span&gt;.. i had my first parent meeting session with one parent.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt; i had the butterflies in my stomach when i did it.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; felt quite nervous before meeting the parent.. but she turned out to b nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is when i first opened my mouth, i used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; to speak (&lt;em&gt;obviously...) &lt;/em&gt;but turned out the parent or rather mother can only speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;.. of course i mentally slapped myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt; the kid is from China so hence the mother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; b from China.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u see, the reason why i tot she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cld&lt;/span&gt; speak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; was that when we made the arrangement to meet up, an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;-speaking person spoke to me, naturally i assumed that person was the mother..&lt;em&gt;  turned out that person was actually the mother's lady boss.. ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the session went well, except the occasional times when i was trying to find the right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; words to use.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. thankfully the mother was understanding n din insult my butchering of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; language.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;.. i spoke more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; in that one session wit her than in an entire year.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.. the mother was supportive of the kid.. supportive of me too.. she even praised me.. i know i know got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; will say she is sucking up but i choose to believe she meant wad she said.. after all she dun seem to b that kind of person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and u know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;... some people can b so so obvious.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;wellz&lt;/span&gt;.. i do hope all the next few parent meeting sessions will b that smooth sailing.. the next one is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; night.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt; when i got to meet like 20 parents of my kids. gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully no one scolds me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;.. i was advised its better not to b too frank to the parents.. frank yes but being too direct can set off some very very 'protective' parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. well like i said.. &lt;em&gt;time to turn on the charms..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*gives smiles&lt;/span&gt;&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/3398355316830772916-9134406579671905863?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/9134406579671905863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-5958764927956941875</id><published>2009-03-07T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:23:08.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and then there were SEVEN ...</title><content type='html'>well well well.. today was indeed a day of days.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sji old gang outings of late were getting rather degenerative... haha either they have too few ppl where theres alot of talking.. or too many ppl where talking is so boring.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was very different indeed.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of the usual 4 ppl (ed, kl, cw n me)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had ppl from like from the far side of spore - gerald... we had our very long lost fren - jeremy how.. and even the high grand tall bitch - tengyi came.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had 7 ppl... wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and so there were Seven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.. n different.. we actually played lan.. lolz.. and ty even left later than usual... playing Left 4 Dead.. cool game.. funny funny.. with screaming ppl... n blur zombies... n of course &lt;em&gt;flaming &lt;/em&gt;molotoks... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most of the time the fire fucks us... then the zombies.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wellz.. it has been a long time since we met up wit so many ppl.. i do hope its not the last ar..&lt;br /&gt;*hint hint.. esp that tengyi... haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i better start on my error analysis of the CA1 papers.. gosh.. and to think the marking part of the papers is the easy part.. the error analysis is so gosh gosh sheesh.. haha&lt;br 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title='and then there were SEVEN ...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4792353551689727075</id><published>2009-03-04T06:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:18:57.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goooood morning..</title><content type='html'>sheesh.. i got to wake up eariler today just to switch on my computer to receive an email..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so irritating loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i marked finish my class 3/2 eng CA1 papers liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. only 1 person got band1.. most got band2...&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. &lt;em&gt;i tink i expected too much from them..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wellz.. no pt worrying abt that now... just got to concentrate on maths now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come to think of it.. i got to see their parents soon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOOOOOooooooOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now to turn on the charms liao.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-4792353551689727075?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4792353551689727075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4792353551689727075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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days.. i tink i rdy to use my voice again.. yes it sounds less than normal but at least now i can talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;note to self: dun shout.. just talk loud.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the coming week is CA1.. haha.. bet alot of teachers r stressing up now.. me included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just marked my class 2nd mock CA1 English paper and well yes most of them improved... but out of so many of them.. only 1 got band1 which means he scored 85 marks n above.. sigh.. the rest scored btwn band2 - band3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok lah.. most scored band2.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then ... they r supposed to b the 2nd best class.. and like wad 3/1 teachers lay hua said to me.. "your class should b aiming to score band1 while mine must aim to score above 91marks" aiyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only hope that the mock english papers r harder.. well almost all the eng teachers r saying that the mock papers r harder.. so oh wellz. hopefully thats the case loh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;want my kids to do well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. sometimes i also wonder if i expect too much from them..&lt;em&gt;  i hope not lah.. &lt;/em&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note... u know when u were in primary school, usually after doing an exam paper and u have like damm alot of time left. you have alrdy checked your paper like 100000 times and u still got lots of time left. now u r a primary school kid, u wun just wan to drop your head down on the table and rest, so in order to amuse yourself. u start to play .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;play with wad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play with pencils, pens, eraser.. haha... rmber rmber? esp the boys, will take the pens and pencils and imagine they r rockets or big space ships.. and then they will have their own private space battles.. haha... and sometimes even got sound effect.. haha... some even better will have such strong imagination that they will 'build' a catapult using ruler n erasers.. haha.. and imagine they r fighting some siege.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute lah.. to see all these kids trying to amuse themselves while waiting for the time to pass by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;of course they should b using the time to check n check their work... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they r kids afterall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think its damm cute.. haha.. &lt;em&gt;and to think we all used to do that... when we were so so so young..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so young...&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/3398355316830772916-6040648058023736577?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6040648058023736577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=6040648058023736577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6040648058023736577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6040648058023736577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-here-we-go.html' title='ok here we go...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-5813615815173229342</id><published>2009-02-27T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:47:31.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost voice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'Hello... have you seen my voice?' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. i m losing my voice .. dun know why.. i tink i caught a flu bug, since i m like having blocked nose and the sorts.. but somehow it does not feel like a flu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayzzzzz... ytd gave the class 3/2 their mock CA1 english paper.. and got ppl do so badly loh.. sighz.. the whole night i was like feeling so F-ed.. haha.. so today when i came to school, i was like asking around and the teachers were like saying '&lt;em&gt;dun worry... its a hard paper... ' &lt;/em&gt;i was so happy when i heard that loh.. lolz.. at least that means they got hope in doing well for their eng paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw did i mention before.. zul is very very ridiculous!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. anyway since i m like losing my voice, later for classes i will b giving them another CA1 english paper to do.. give my voice a rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnx to all the ppl whu gave all the different medicine and all that.. haha.. so nice of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing was i did not think of taking mc yet.. sheesh.. i guess i really view the kids as being quite important.. afterall &lt;em&gt;to be frank &lt;/em&gt;if the kids do well.. i will look good too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week is the reckoning week liao... hoping for the best..&lt;br /&gt;lolz.. 100% band 1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-5813615815173229342?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5813615815173229342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=5813615815173229342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5813615815173229342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5813615815173229342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost-voice.html' title='lost voice...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-5731911310786479316</id><published>2009-02-26T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:11:34.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep in the cold office of the school</title><content type='html'>hehe.. finally after a very long time, &lt;em&gt;like 2 months, &lt;/em&gt;i got my lap top loan from the school. now at least i can do some IT work during my free time or at least log onto to MSN when i m free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lolz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i m blogging ... in the office.. within 6 more mins i will have to go up to teach. will be giving the kids a CA1 english paper to do, and tmr need to return to them to go through. sigh so rushed. so go home tonite got to do alot of marking... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do hope the class will do well in the CA1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i m very worried abt my class. they r 3/2 .. second best class, and according to the other teachers they r suppose to get band 1 .. &lt;em&gt;all of them..&lt;/em&gt; omg lah.. how can all of them get band 1? i seriously dun know. of course the thing i asked myself is whether am i doing a good job. i personally think they wun b able to get 100% band 1 as a class... but all should b getting band 1 and 2 ... but then.. sigh.. dun know if i m aiming too low...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;either way.. i do hope no one fails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the other bigger worry is the english CA1, i know my class is good in maths.. but for english.. well i dun know lah... haha english is always hard to gauge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. bell just ring.. got to go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-5731911310786479316?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5731911310786479316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=5731911310786479316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5731911310786479316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5731911310786479316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/deep-in-cold-office-of-school.html' title='deep in the cold office of the school'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-8627959554695991495</id><published>2009-02-23T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:34:35.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The silver lining...</title><content type='html'>Its Monday.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; gosh.. the start of the wk again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also week 8.. the week b4 week 9... and wads so special about week9? Week 9 is the CA1 week.. so week8 is like some spamming of revision and last minute squeezing in of knowledge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;.. knowledge is power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. so rush rush.. got to give them mock test papers... then need to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;somemore&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lau&lt;/span&gt; .. seriously.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i m personally quite worried for the kids... i m of course scared tat they will not do well and tat would equate to me actually not teaching well enough. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh on the other hand, today i watched another soccer match.. very nice and thrilling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fyi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DZPS&lt;/span&gt; lost a critical game so now we are just playing for 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; or 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; position. yes 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; position has no medals but like what the coach say must lose with pride... so although we r fighting for 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; position also must put in our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;DZPS&lt;/span&gt; was going against Princess Elizabeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Pri&lt;/span&gt;. and both sch r obviously dying to win. we scored the first goal and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; a penalty kick Princess scored their first goal... now by then there was only like a few minutes left. so basically all the DZ teachers, including myself, were like shouting like dogs... telling the boys to do or die trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly it was like a surge of energy went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; out boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;bloodlust&lt;/span&gt; like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they were trying for every single ball, challenging the opponent. It was desperate i tell you, because even if we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;drawed&lt;/span&gt; wit Princess, we would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt; lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; of the pt system. so anyway it was thrilling.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ...&lt;br /&gt;and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at like the last minute or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;DZPS&lt;/span&gt; actually scored ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we won..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; i cant imagine i would get excited over a soccer game.. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt; seeing the boys play.. i m quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pity they did not play that well in the previous games.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the only regret...&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/3398355316830772916-8627959554695991495?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/8627959554695991495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=8627959554695991495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/8627959554695991495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/8627959554695991495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/silver-lining.html' title='The silver lining...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-5380896425731603987</id><published>2009-02-22T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:26:12.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad wad wad WAD?@!</title><content type='html'>Wad an interesting week i must say.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all.. finally the class 3/2 is getting it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tgt&lt;/span&gt;, personally i feel happy wit myself.. i have managed to merge the both classes in terms of lessons in a short of period of 1 wk.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thnk&lt;/span&gt; the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was getting worried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; CA1 is coming up.. and it is very important i get both classes on the same track. anyway so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yar&lt;/span&gt;, also i managed to control the class too.. and that always makes me feel happy.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i always have a wave of helpers coming to help me carry things.. quite cute i must say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;anywayz&lt;/span&gt;.. last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; was Scout's founder day... and although i am no longer a venture scout.. i am a scout teacher in charge.. so the rest of the scouting teachers were telling me it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; b quite cool to wear my uniform. at first i din wanna wear, since the pants is huge.. but in the end i was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.. and i wore it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;naturally comments flew.. most of them good =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an interesting feeling seeing the scouts doing the scout pledge.. reminds me of how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sji&lt;/span&gt; scouts used to do it too... like i said to kl &lt;em&gt;its interesting to b on the 'other' side &lt;/em&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; came n gone.. many irritating things happened .. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;shant&lt;/span&gt; say more.. suffice to say it has nothing to do with the kids.. but the &lt;em&gt;others &lt;/em&gt;.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; also the senior soccer team of DZ lost to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Pri&lt;/span&gt;.. we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;errr&lt;/span&gt; trashed i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tink&lt;/span&gt;.. personally i feel our attacking was fine.. since there were times when we actually breached their defenses only to b stopped by the goalkeeper whose artillery kicks were rather deadly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly our own goalkeeper.. was well not so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;gd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.. and of course when our defenses were overwhelmed.. well lets just say he din manage to catch the ball.. so well bottom line we lost. and &lt;em&gt;gosh! &lt;/em&gt;the boys were crying.. felt quite sad for them too.. although i m not their soccer teacher but i know how it feels to lose.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;.. horrible feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but kids being kids.. within a few minutes they were playing with each other in the field.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; went.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; came.. and i went to Unity &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Pri&lt;/span&gt; for some Scouts Founder's day games day .. we decided to take shifts.. so i got the last one.. 2pm to 5pm.. at first i tot it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;wld&lt;/span&gt; b weird.. but it turned out to b quite fun.. the teachers there were funny and sociable.. and they were very &lt;em&gt;interested &lt;/em&gt;in me when i told them i used to b a venture scout from sji.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes some of the scouters knew the ppl from sji too.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chatting for a while wit the teachers.. i went to find the DZ team.. lolz.. those kids are very gd and nice.. haha .. they know how to behave well, unlike other schools who were so naughty.. lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed them thru some of the games.. taught them a few &lt;em&gt;tricks.. &lt;/em&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end.. Dazhong team got 3rd out of like 8 schools.. and dun forget some schools sent more than 1 team ar.. also also i must say this ar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DZ team only got 5 ppl.... yet they managed to defeat teams of 8 and more.. and of better schools.. truly shows there r underdogs around.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun know why... but i feel proud of them all.. lolz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride back was interesting too.. since the kids were like talking so much.. haha.. they r really nice .. i was like 'selling' sji to one of the p6 kid.. gosh cant believe i was doing that.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. some of the kids were even nice enough to walk me to the bus stop when we reached DZ.. now that really &lt;em&gt;touched my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;*smiles&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/3398355316830772916-5380896425731603987?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5380896425731603987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=5380896425731603987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5380896425731603987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5380896425731603987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/wad-wad-wad-wad.html' title='Wad wad wad WAD?@!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-7552191811410558144</id><published>2009-02-18T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:24:00.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Contact Time meeting</title><content type='html'>heyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m once again attending the contact time meeting for all teachers.. yes wit shamini.. &lt;em&gt;she likes to see her name on this blog =P ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zul as usual has managed to escape again, coz of soccer matches. quite irritating ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i was thinking just now why is teacher's meeting called contact time.. hmmm u see when u r bored, the mind thinks alot.. ok random.. *yawns mentally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person talking now is rather boring... of course i cant say much or else will get into trouble heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffice to say.. ppl r either marking hws... or just staring into thin air =)&lt;br /&gt;oh oh.. the principal and vice principal is not in the meeting, so everyone is hoping they can leave eariler. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m currently eating sour grapes to stay awake.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh! the person drawing so horrible... &lt;/em&gt;oh yar its some comic lesson..zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah... stop blogging for now.. sham is fallin asleep liao.. ha!&lt;br /&gt;zul i hate u! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-7552191811410558144?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/7552191811410558144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=7552191811410558144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/7552191811410558144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/7552191811410558144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-contact-time-meeting.html' title='Another Contact Time meeting'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-2108889564523242790</id><published>2009-02-16T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:25:42.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiyahhhhhh</title><content type='html'>today was the day of many changes in DZ.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well first up i m now taking over the whole of 3/2. yup sham has gone over to a primary 1 class and she is quite wrathful about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m also feeling quite screwed since suddenly i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt; 29 little devils instead of 14. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; and the irritating thing is since the 2 halves of the class were being taught different things, now i have to waste precious time 'merging' the 2 halves of the class. Not to mention winning the hearts of the other half of the unknown 3/2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, lessons plans are being thrown out of the window again. i dun know, it can get quite irritating u know, prepare finish everything and now all have to change, but i guess as teachers we must be flexible. i shall take this as an learning exp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i m worried i m unable to finish the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;eng&lt;/span&gt; syllabus by CA1, so with this class merger, i really dun know how i am going to do it. seriously got to 'merge' the class and then quickly get on wit lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gogogogogo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish the school gives us a bit more preparation time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... one more thing... for 5 weeks now, i m going to be temporarily loaned to the school band (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;) .. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; apparently band needs teachers while scouts dun need.. so for 5 weeks i m going over to band.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt; man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt; also dun let go =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rmbered&lt;/span&gt;  our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;TPP&lt;/span&gt; lecturer once said "other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ppl's&lt;/span&gt; job is 8-5, they go off work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it. your job is 8-1, but when you go off work, you got tons of work to do.. marking.. setting paper.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;... your job never ends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course that comes the most famous advice to all new teachers "dun give out your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; number to your students!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;AIYAH&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/3398355316830772916-2108889564523242790?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/2108889564523242790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=2108889564523242790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/2108889564523242790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/2108889564523242790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/aiyahhhhhh.html' title='Aiyahhhhhh'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4745203934470938385</id><published>2009-02-14T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:46:09.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of many small dragon dumplings...</title><content type='html'>yesterday evening went to holland village to eat this steamboat buffet with unlimited flow of xiao long bao with the army guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was only like 24bucks.. and u get to eat as many small dragon dumplings as u want.. lolz. of course after a while, the dumplings can get quite grossed esp after sitting at one corner for quite sometime. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently if u let the dumplings sit too long in their basket.. their soup inside the dumpling will dry up.. and of course then it would not be that nice. However, although it was a buffet and we expected the dumplings to be of a lower standard, the shocking thing was that the dumplings actually tasted as gd as any other 'paid' dumplings.. lolz.. looks like crystal jade really upholds its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even more shocking is they will change your dirty plates for new ones, without even you having to ask them. now thats service.. haha.. oh oh and the refill of drinks is also very frequent, they have ppl walking around with jars of drinks, sometimes you dun even need to call them and they will come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good service... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for a lower 20plus buffet.. it is not bad.. oh the steamboat is also quite decent lah.. no seafood naturally, but theres a 100g of fresh prawns for each person.. which is about 3 prawns per person. And the prawns are really fresh loh.. haha.. big n succulent too.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good food, good topics to talk about, good prices and good company....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now thats are truly nice outing.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the topics talked about were quite funny lah.. with junior telling us about 36SCE.. and seniors saying all about their lives.. working in the admin side.. teaching in school.. giving tuition.. and the sorts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank god got no whining ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw if your really wanna go for this crystal jade buffet.. its better to book first because the amount of people there is like omg-ish.. it starts at 830pm and ends at 1am.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be warned though... booked already still need to wait for like 20mins.. coz well.. its that popular. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-4745203934470938385?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4745203934470938385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4745203934470938385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4745203934470938385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4745203934470938385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-many-small-dragon-dumplings.html' title='Of many small dragon dumplings...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-6379266404100729522</id><published>2009-02-12T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:41:04.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Adventure' Camp</title><content type='html'>ok world.. haa i m back.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from monday to wednesday, dazhong pri was having a P4-5 Camp ar the MOE Diary Farm Adventure Camp, which is of course at Diary Farm that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact its like opps one of the entrance of Diary Farm. anyway, as much as i wanted to go for the camp, i could not stay for the whole 3 days. reason being that i m not a pri4 or 5 form teacher, i m a p3 form teacher so naturally i got to look after my class and cant go for the whole thing loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which got me quite depressed because i really want to go out n see the sun again.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank the higher-ups.. on the contact time meeting in the week before the camp itself. Ms Gwi informed me that i would be going on tuesday, one whole day, doing dragon boating. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;quite cool ar..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course the thought came to mind how the hell are primary school kids going to row a dragon boat, afterall when i was in cjc and we had dragon boating... things din go tat well.. lolz.. but nonetheless i was excited to go and &lt;em&gt;come on lah.. can get away from school.. of course happy lah =P &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trade off so to speak was that on monday n wednesday i have to take the classes of other teachers whu r going for courses or for the camp itself. therefore i had to give up my form class back to sham.. which is quite omg-ish.. coz i actually planned alot of things for them to do.. &lt;em&gt;interesting things too.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but as what mrs mine said "welcome to the real world, it happens..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so chaos reigned on monday, since the admin side also told me abt the taking over of classes in the morning of monday!!!!!.. so rush here n rush there.. printing worksheets for my class so tat they wun rot during sham's relief sessions lolz.. and also rushing to the different relief classes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh.. and i finally took a p6 class.. HORRIBLE sia.. lolz.. quite the weird kids, damm rude. so i had to shout at them, bring down their ego but saying that my p3 class can behave better than them (&lt;em&gt;which is quite true)..&lt;/em&gt;  and put on a very very strict face. of course the loud voice helped... &lt;em&gt;see short ppl like me always gets underestimated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well feel my wrath... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz anyway i went out of pt.. so yar come tuesday i went straight to Diary Farm Adventure Camp, reaching there at like 815am.. felt good because can wake up abit later.. lolz.. met zul who kindly brought me into the camp. Now the DB was at Kallang so we had to wait for the chartered buses to come first. while waiting i explored the campsite wit zul loh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual zul was soaking up his fan club's energies.. lolz. while i was just walking around. generally the camp is very small, compared to saribum scout camp or even OBS camp.. lolz just a few clusters of building and thats it. The bunks of the camp staff, including teachers, are so-so.. something akin to SAF bunks... but theres an air-con room wit tv n the sorts which was quite nice.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after exploring.. we had our share of bitching wit the teachers.. and they r 10years older than us.. lolz!.. quite fun really.. quite enlightening too.. for obvious reasons i cant say what we gossiped abt lah .. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. off we went to Kallang to the Singapore Dragon Boating Association.. where we dragon boated.. haha.. it has been quite sometime since i had the sun in my face.. and felt tat sore feeling in my arms n shoulders so it was gd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz.. most of the kids were good sports, splashing water when 'enemy' dragon boats passed by.. and rowing with gusto when racing.. of course there were some really really whiny kids, who sometimes remind of some ppl =P. these kids really whine like dun know wad.. haha. water splashed into their eyes.. they wil cry n cry... row abit then say tired.. say tired nvm leh.. the worst thing is they left their paddle in the water, slowing ppl down.. omg lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; baby sia...&lt;/em&gt;  and they r p5 ar.. so its quite bad...&lt;br /&gt;i still stand by the thought that parents nowadays do pamper their kids abit too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh wellz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall.. i had a fun workout.. though felt quite depressed after going to DB, coz the dragon boaters there do look very very big.. lolz.. tall also lah.. so hmmm.. cant really see myself there.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. there was a comment made by one of the dragon boaters there.. male dragon boater btw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dragon boater: Oh my.. they are so cute (referring to DZ kids).. so small.. so cute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we heard that.. this was our respond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us: wait till you teach them... *smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i went away from DB wit a slight tan so i m a happy man.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh later in the night was a campfire.. but theres not much to talk abt it.. except that it went quite horribly.. was boring.. and basically the kids were sleeping alrdy.. and those parents.. haha its like controlling a mob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are so determined to see their kids.. a human barricade also cant stop them.. for reasons unknown, we, the new teachers, were the barricade.. n we had to explain to the parents why they cant see their kids yet.. thnk goodness no parents forced their way and were unreasonable..one did comment i was very young.. dun know whether to beam or sulk.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway throughout my short stay in the camp.. i had experiences of kids crying and begging for home.. this caused me to think and rmber if i was like that in p5.. memories seem to serve me that i went for camps in p5 n 6.. and yes i did miss home.. and yes i cried in my sleep once or twice.. but nvr had i cried to a leader or teacher and begged them to let me go home.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;neither did mummy dearest encourage me to go home... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are kids this days really that pampered.. hmm i wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-6379266404100729522?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6379266404100729522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=6379266404100729522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6379266404100729522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6379266404100729522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/02/adventure-camp.html' title='The &apos;Adventure&apos; 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DZ soccer team scored 2 goals liao... haha the opponent sch which is Nayang pri din score a single goal yet.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n the principal is still talking..... &lt;/em&gt;and there is still one more presentation to sit thru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sheesh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok better stop typing.. haha ppl looking at me liao,,, and sham is being rude,, she keep staring at me.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just called me 'stupid' =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-7423623484797206617?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/7423623484797206617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-4336812980288967790</id><published>2009-01-31T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:43:59.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curse u .. u damm corn!</title><content type='html'>i m a happier man now.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some background info: for 2 months or so, i have lived with a corn growing in the sole of my left feet. although it hurts sometime, i still found the will to walk, stand n run too. i have nearly exhausted all means of self-medication to get rid of it, so it was getting a bit hopeless. haha. so i was almost resigned to let it stay in my feet.... but in recent weeks, there was a surge of pain in that damm corn and yes because of that, my mood has been abit sour and of course my leg was like fucking pain.. haha. so i finally decided to go see the polyclinic doctors... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and so...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on thursday after sch, after acting busy for like one hour, i went to the cck polyclinic to see the corn on my feet. haha. the pain caused by the corn was nearly crippling, sometimes during lessons, it would get so pain i had to sit down on a chair in the middle of the class and continue talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so unglam... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so made the decision to go polyclinic to see.. since its supposed to b cheaper. so being polyclinic got to wait damm long. so while i was waiting did alot of marking, haha, marked my pupils hw until i fell asleep... can u imagine that? lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally went in see the doc.. n frankly i was quite embarrassed because i was wearing my black leather shoes so of course when i took off my shoe n sock.. it would b abit smelly loh. haha. but the doc face was straight&lt;em&gt;.. professionalism&lt;/em&gt;.. anyway he was like 'that looks quite big... there are medicine, creams for such things but for such size.. i tink u go to specialist better.' i was like ok... since u said so.. so he gave me a referral letter to NUH to see some derma spec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes even for the medicine &lt;em&gt;(which were painkillers only&lt;/em&gt;) and the taking of the NUH appointment card took 100000 years to happen.. haha. but finally got everything and i nearly tripped myself when i saw the NUH appointment date&lt;strong&gt;. it was on the 27022009. &lt;/strong&gt;omg lah!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;270209 is like one mth away. the thought that i will be like so dead n crippled came to mind. so tried calling NUH to push the date forward but typical as it is. date can be changed but only to a later date, not eariler.. so abit stupid rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh!... sigh.. so go home.. n bathe n then after drying up n walking back to my room, i realised my corn had actually &lt;em&gt;bursted&lt;/em&gt;... if that is even the right word to use.. haha. but pus was coming out, so i started to squeeze out the pus and as i squeezed i realised with pleasant surprise that the corn was growing smaller n smaller n was not jutting out that much.. haha.. &lt;em&gt;and i could walk normally to a certain degree. &lt;/em&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the pain was still there.. then mummy asked abt the appointment n she was like totally shocked when i told her its 1mth later.. so she said go private doc and that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;she will pay the fees .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hehe .. so of course i said ok lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so actually i just went to see the private doc.. once again waited damm long.. gosh. once inside, he did some minor operation and was giving me a lesson on corn. lolz din know corns were actually caused by a bacteria. hmmm... interesting. i tink he was trying to make me feel less scared coz he was using a scrapel to cut into the corn... sheesh.. &lt;em&gt;thank god i felt no pain&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he gave me cream to get rid of blister which actually formed at the edge of the corn.. n he gave me another cream for the corn bacteria itself.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course now i can walk normally wit little pain.. but the amt of money sent is quite abit.. sigh nearly 100 bucks.. but i guess for health theres no choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do hope i nvr will have a corn again... cursed damm thing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-4336812980288967790?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4336812980288967790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-9176307147202479496</id><published>2009-01-30T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:26:33.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come what may... we must teach...</title><content type='html'>Come What May (the spore teacher's version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never knew i would feel like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like I've never handle kids before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to scold you upside down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;make white hairs groowww more and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Listen to my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you hear me or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Telling you to hand in your homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Periods may change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you must still hand in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come what may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will chase u until my dying day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly staff room seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;such a perfect place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly i bitch with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;such an easy face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doesn't seem such a drag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But our world revolves around you (&lt;em&gt;students&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And there's nothing more important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then you all, my kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cry out our names&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'll be there by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;English or Science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maths but not Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will help you until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come what may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come what may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will help you until my dying day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my goooooodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What the hellll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna slappppppp you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but you're so cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly all things seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to fix perfectly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come what may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vomit blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will teach you until my dying day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i m starting to like editing songs.. this is one is 'Come what may' from Moulin Rogue the movie.. nice show i must say.. anyway its edited to fix the teaching profession..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy n hav a laugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-9176307147202479496?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-8282460223071433321</id><published>2009-01-26T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:54:39.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>heyo to the whole world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO ALL!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well its that time of the year again. lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those visiting n dinners n also the collection of hong baos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's reunion was once again conducted in another language so most of the times we younglings were just smiling n nodding at wadever was being said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though it was supposed to b an happy occasion.. most of the talking seem to b about the ailing economy.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a damper.. seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it affects the collection of red packets tooo... haha&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/3398355316830772916-8282460223071433321?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/8282460223071433321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=8282460223071433321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pri sch. whenever my frens asked me what subjects i will b teaching, i would always jokingly say 'Sex Education'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u see it was meant to b a joke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but life is weird.. and seriously have a way to make things come back at you. lolz. the past week, i was doing my first Health Ed for a pri5 class and gosh! guess what the first few chapters are abt... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were about puberty. lolz. wad was meant to b a joke became real, and my god, it was weird. wit kids saying rather funny things abt where the hair growth will b .. sheesh.. but as always i kept my 'teacher's face' on... n soldiered on, telling them all abt puberty. i now know how do teachers feel when they were talking abt such things with us. there is a real urge to burst out lauging whenever private parts were mentioned.. so omg-ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. thnk god i was able to control the class.. and there was not much ridiculous laughters.. it was a weird lesson but rather amusing too. try saying things like 'girls, your chest will develop. meaning it will start to grow bigger.' or 'hair growth will occur in your arm pits n private parts too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes.... very very interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the PE lesson was interesting too.. played captain's ball. we got my PE class (5/4) to play against Sham's PE class (3/2). ok i also got teach 3/2 maths n eng so it was quite cool to see both classes fight it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.. well hopefully the kids had fun and of course there was a lesson to b learnt from everything. for that PE session, the lessons learnt were abt teamwork and having good sportmanship. haha. thnk goodness, the p5 were more matured, i m so proud of them. they would apologise immediately if they accidentally hit someone.. phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz some p3 kid actually cried when he was shoved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but crisis was averted when i got the p5 kid to apologise to the p3 kid and being kids, soon they were playing like nuts again. i wanted to seriously play wit them.. lolz.. but i tink abit unfair since i m &lt;em&gt;relatively&lt;/em&gt; tall compared to them... so ended up being a referee. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still had fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;playing captain's ball.. just bring back lots of memories.. hmmm&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/3398355316830772916-3726864736478752081?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-1443227400750673749</id><published>2009-01-21T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:11:15.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad a half a wk..</title><content type='html'>well its the wk leading to chinese new year and i very need that break. haha. not really a break from teaching, i kinda like the feeling i get when i teach but more of break from waking up so damm early. i tink for this whole 6mths plus of trainee teaching, i will whine most abt the early waking up timing.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition to waking up early, i can officially say that our end work time is also getting longer n longer. this is due to meeting and ccas, damm it! haha. ok lah though i whine abt the late ending of work, i am quite willing to stay behind in school, lolz, because most of the time also got so many things to do. need to mark books, worksheets and not to mention plan for the next day's lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sheesh i really suck at planning the lesson loh.. haha.. i dun seem to b able to follow wad i plan.. which is quite irritating. so things get pushed back n back. hmmmmmm. need to do something abt that soon, or else i will surely die one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange thing is i m actually starting to like CCAs.. lolz. the kids can see another side of me and i can also let my hair loose for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was the friendly soccer match btwn Dazhong pri n Campara pri&lt;em&gt;(dun know if spell correctly). &lt;/em&gt;both junior n senior teams played, the shocking thing was i was actually getting excited abt the game. in the beginnning was a bit conserved but at the end i was like shouting ... haha.. zul n &lt;em&gt;shockingly&lt;/em&gt; sham were all wit me watching the match. sadly for the junior match, we kinda got trashed 5-2 i tink... sigh.. quite demoralizing ar, and the thing is the goals were all really stupid mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and that, coming from me a soccer noob, speaks ALOT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk goodness, the senior team we won 4-3. haha ok lah got abit of luck n all tat but we still won. haha! it was exciting... n all thnx to zul explaining to me certain rules of the game.. haha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following monday was tuesday.. when i went for my first scout meeting.. &lt;em&gt;GOSH!.. &lt;/em&gt;basically the scouts unit is very &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;small. haha.. there were only like 12 ppl whu attended the first meeting. 12 ppl is like only abit more than a normal patrol in SJI scout unit.. lolz. n the thing is i rmbered back when i was a cub scout in BPPS, there were like close to 8 patrols of 10 odd ppl... so DZ scout unit is small... n mayb abit unpopular.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the malay scout mistress was quite funny. she is new.. so she got ambition which i liked. i mean i also wan to do something to the best of my abilities so i kinda told her i will support her. haha. hopefully wit my scouting exp =) can contribute quite a bit.. n mayb make scouts just like celeb cca in SJI... lolz &lt;em&gt;yar rite... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun at the scouts meeting.. got this very funny n cheeky p6 kid whu is like super confident n high flyer. he is in the top class, is smart, is a prefect, is a sch soccer player n also a scout. n is relatively well-known too. haha but he is damm naughty.. so yar.. but brings colour to our lives i guess. haha. he can lead n he is not a bad kid. so hopefully wit the scout mistress n i n also zul can mayb like turn him into some inspirational model of scouts.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish me luck yar?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant believe i actually dun mind staying in sch all the way until 6pm..&lt;/span&gt;&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/3398355316830772916-1443227400750673749?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/1443227400750673749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=1443227400750673749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/1443227400750673749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/1443227400750673749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/wad-half-wk.html' title='wad a half a wk..'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-9092252713800842881</id><published>2009-01-20T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:47:21.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy Perry - Hot n Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Katy Perry - Hot and Cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the zongbing's version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You twist our words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like a bitch, so on heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah you, PMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;like a bitch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we would know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you always think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so highly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We should know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that we'll not good for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you're hot and we're cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're yes and we're no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're in and we'll out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're up and we'll shit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're right and never wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its whatever you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We suck, to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While you, rule it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You, you don't really want to stay, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You, just want to be a celeb guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're hot and we're cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're yes and we're no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're in and we're out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're up and we're shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We never were,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;best of friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just plain friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think so damm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;high-ly of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Used to try to get along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but now we cant give a damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we should know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that you're not gonna change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you think that you are hot,&lt;br /&gt;you're yes and we're no.&lt;br /&gt;you're in and we'll out,&lt;br /&gt;you're up and we'll shit,&lt;br /&gt;you're right and never wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Its whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;We suck, to the core.&lt;br /&gt;While you, rule it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You, you don't really want to stay, no&lt;br /&gt;You, just want to be a celeb guy.&lt;br /&gt;You think that you are hot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're yes and we're no,&lt;br /&gt;you're in and we're out&lt;br /&gt;you're up and we're shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;music&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone call SPCA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got a case of Bitch all mighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my godddd, here you gooo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant get away from youuuuuuuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You will end up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so damm lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you think you're so damm hot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're yes and we're no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're in and we'll out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're up and we'll shit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're right and never wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its whatever you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We suck, to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While you, rule it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You think that you're hot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you like insulting people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you kicked others out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're up and we're shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're right and never wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its whatever you say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We suck, to the core,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while you, rule it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You, you don't really want to stay, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You, just want to be a celeb guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You think that you are hot,&lt;br /&gt;so please go away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're in and you're out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we're real and you're fake...... (&lt;strong&gt;die away&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*******&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been wanting to do this for ages liao.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;once again as like the previous edited Hairspray song, all changes r taken from my life's exp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is more emo.. lolz.. n bitchy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i hope just as funny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy Katy Perry.. zb style  =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-9092252713800842881?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/9092252713800842881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=9092252713800842881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/9092252713800842881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/9092252713800842881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/katy-perry-hot-n-cold.html' title='Katy Perry - Hot n Cold'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-7957839991095171070</id><published>2009-01-18T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:25:30.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gathering of the minds...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night was i think the first time in a very long time tat our whole gang of sji friends actually managed to meet up for something. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole gang being ty, kl, ger, cw, ed n of course myself.. haha.. fyi to all it has been ages since we last met up as an entire group. most of the time, someone will b busy n so it was quite a miracle tat everyone was present last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and for a gd reason too. since ytd we celebrated kl's bday, his 21st bday(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually his bday is on the 19th jan but we decided to do it eariler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). haha. ok lah, it was not like fireworks n all.. &lt;em&gt;n no sisters too. &lt;/em&gt;it was just a simple walking around, eating dinner, playing lan(gosh) n lots n lots of talking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got kl a R.L polo shirt n a bday card wit all our personal messages... he said he liked it all.. haha hopefully its true ar.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if its not.. also dun tell us pls.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk goodness cw brought his camera along.. so for once we cld take photos during our outings.. haha. we took alot of grp pics.. hopefully can get them soon to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad thing was that ty had to leave early .. lolz.. he zoomed off after dinner n much talking. but was fun having him. lolz we were all saying tat we dun usually see him tat often, hopefully wit the end of his NS (which is soon), we will b seeing more of him. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember tat pls tengyi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically after dinner n all those talking.. n after ty left us.. we went to play lan.. gosh josh.. it has been ages since we last played lan tgt.. had some funny moments.. shouting n all tat... but generally i hav to say it was not tat fun anymore.. lolz. strange to think of tat, coz we used to live n breathe DOTA on lan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh wellz time has changed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somethings change for the better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;while some ppl just get more n more ridiculous...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/3398355316830772916-7957839991095171070?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/7957839991095171070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=7957839991095171070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/7957839991095171070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/7957839991095171070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/gathering-of-minds.html' title='A gathering of the minds...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4383453965919148489</id><published>2009-01-17T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:29:15.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save us all...</title><content type='html'>of late i realised something is happening to us.. Us as in we the trainee teachers of Dazhong Pri Sch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we r slowly but surely becoming the 'zombie' perm teachers of Dazhong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOOOOOOooooooOOOooooo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see.. although it has only been 2 wks.. our timetables hav changed drastically.. we no longer have that many free periods liao.. since either the free periods hav been changed to lessons wit other classes.. or we r being hunted down to do relief teaching for teachers who go MIA. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becoz of having lesser free periods.. it is now nearly impossible for us to see all 3 of us in the staff room during office hours. the best is just 2 of us r free at one pt of time. like on wednesday.. we din even see each other from morning all the way to the end of the sch day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMG!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. also the workload is increasing n increasing... to a pt where.. during a 1hour break.. we only spent like 10mins talking.. n the rest of the 50mins is spent on total silence doing our work, like marking stuffs or filing things or planning our next lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like wad sham said.. 'we r becoming like them'&lt;br /&gt;haha... of course waking up at 5am plus everyday n reaching sch at 640am plus is not helping either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd thing is at least we r still leaving school earlier than most teachers, (&lt;em&gt;most of them leave at like 6pm) &lt;/em&gt;.. so thnk the gods for small favours.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope tat nvr change sia... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i wun change into one of the zombies.. i wun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ake back the city for yourself tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll take back the city for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take back the city for yourself tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa whoa...'&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/3398355316830772916-4383453965919148489?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4383453965919148489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4383453965919148489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4383453965919148489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4383453965919148489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/save-us-all.html' title='Save us all...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-6525281017540000631</id><published>2009-01-16T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:12:15.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why u ridiculous slut!</title><content type='html'>aiyoyoyoyoyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as your know.. or probably will know.. teachers hav to take up CCAs too, as in they do not do the CCAs but more of supervise the CCAs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.. at the start of my Dazhong teaching life.. i was kinda like given scouts without much of a say. not that i hated scouts or what, just that i hav been in scouts for close to a decade liao. It is time to start a brand new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;however i was more or less resigned to my fate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at the last teacher's meeting b4 the start of sch, i was told tat i will b in soccer instead. haha. i was so hyped up over it, haha, finally doing a sports CCA... n afterall Dazhong &lt;em&gt;(only) &lt;/em&gt;pride is soccer so i was more than rdy to take it up as my CCA. as i was abt to settle down to the hectic life of being a soccer teacher (&lt;em&gt;soccer is on 2 days- every thurs n fri)... &lt;/em&gt;they suddenly told me that i was to go back to scouts.. which is a bit omg-ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is.. n i really wanted to say over on my blog.. is well... i cant say in on my blog, since the whole world can read my blog.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;suffice to say.. i din hav much of a choice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only comfort i can hav is tat at least i can stil help out in soccer.. so oh wells.. i take wad i get bah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;irritating nonetheless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl just love to twist ppl's words.. tats all&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another side note... though that particular CCA news kinda spoilt my day.. certain things do make me rather happy.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one was the confirmation tat we, as in the trainee teachers, wil finally b getting our own classes. on one hand i m like scared.. but on the other, i m excited at taking a whole class by myself and teaching them core subjects. being a form teacher is very different from being a subject teacher. personally i tink as a form teacher, its easier for u to mould the class to your ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing was my mentor, the Eng HOD, praising me... but tats a small matter.. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n lastly although sometimes in Dazhong... the students can b abit omg-ish... on fri (&lt;em&gt;or was it thurs), &lt;/em&gt;some kid from a relief class tat i took came up to me, shouted my name (&lt;em&gt;as in Mr Wu) &lt;/em&gt;n gave me a hug.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know there r some out there.. whu wld say he is just a kid.. but honestly i tink if a kid is willing to hug u, he must find u to his liking.. afterall he is a kid, not some double faced young adults ar.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway which make me think of saying this to all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kids have the ability to make your blood boil and yet melt your heart too..&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/3398355316830772916-6525281017540000631?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6525281017540000631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=6525281017540000631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6525281017540000631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6525281017540000631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-u-ridiculous-slut.html' title='why u ridiculous slut!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-7512305444339764439</id><published>2009-01-15T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:43:46.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wad in the world...</title><content type='html'>ok its nearly the 2nd wk of teaching in Dazhong.. n we finally found the prefect timing of the bus to take.. lolz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for your info, for days, we hav been experiencing the prob of getting everyone on board the same 188. 188 is the only bus that goes through all our bus stops. Since my bus stop is the 2nd one after the interchange, i cld always find a place in the bus. zul also usually can get onto the bus. howevee, most of the time, when the 188 reaches sham bus stop, it wil b so packed... the bus wun even stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n of course sham is left vibrating her lips at the bus stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally after much experimenting ... we hav found the right timing.. abit early but still right. lolz. apparently the 0620am 188 will always b a long, bendy one.. so tats mean there will b more than enough space for all 3 bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnk god.. lol... of course tats means got to wake up like at 5am.. which is abit.. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but at least we reach sch like super early....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like wad we say.. 'we come to sch early but we leave sch early too'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha!&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was also the first time my mentor and i gave our p3 class a composition to write.. gosh it was quite a blood-boiling experience ar.. haha. bascially just to get to the pt of writing their own compo took like 3 lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats becoz got to go through their grammar ... their sentence construction .. and even hav to guide their thinking... n show them a model essay. did like 100000000 explanation just to get it into their head. even after handling all the 'techical' stuff, when they finally start writing.. u got to then teach them how to paragraph... why is there a need to paragraph.. n then got to teach them to leave a line btwn lines when they write... gosh! even telling them to write their names, dates, class n titles was also a very tough job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thoughts of whether i was tat bad in p3 came to mind.. hmmm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just very very irritating.. lolz.. not to mention some kids r just plain rude..&lt;br /&gt;i tink today was the day when i shouted the most lolz.. one kid during PE lessons even said to me tat it was my fault that he din bring his PT attire coz i din remind him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah... i hear alrdy... gave him quite the scolding there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh wellz..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-7512305444339764439?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/7512305444339764439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-6002044927753428277</id><published>2009-01-10T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:59:49.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;k got some new photos.. they came quite sometime ago.. but i din hav the time to upload them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the photos from the 2 cohesions i went to... all of them were wit our juniors from 36SCE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;one is the movie outing.. n the other is the more recent BBQ.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so look under the 'Look into my Life'  section for the photos of us being crazy n retarded:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;The 36SCE Junior n Senior Cohesions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-6002044927753428277?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6002044927753428277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=6002044927753428277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6002044927753428277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6002044927753428277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/photo-update.html' title='Photo Update...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-6655920728098290288</id><published>2009-01-10T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:58:03.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a survivor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i hav concluded after 1 wk of doing teaching: waking up at 530am every morning can b bad for my health.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dun even wake up that early for army lah... sheesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gd thing is i m sleeping earlier, so i guess at least the clock in my body is functioning properly. i m finally following the sleep early, wake-up early type of life.. which is fine by me coz anyway in uni life wld b like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway 1wk has passed... n this mth wun hav pay yet, got to wait til feb then will have.. sighz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the army guys would hav gotten their pay liao.. damm it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so got to save save save... money getting tigher by the day... not to mention bus fare can b quite draining ar.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;luckily got shamini n zul at Dazhong.. fellow trainee teachers.. i tink we laughed the loudest in the staff office.. bitching n insulting each other.. n yes we all complain like dun know wad.. n laughed at the silly answers our pupils gave us .. thnk god for them, or else i will like die.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok.. its the wkend.. now to sleep longer.. n rest... another wk is coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wan feb to come.. need the money!&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/3398355316830772916-6655920728098290288?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6655920728098290288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=6655920728098290288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6655920728098290288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6655920728098290288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-survivor.html' title='i am a survivor!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4268360901911947920</id><published>2009-01-08T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:05:13.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning Mr WooooooooOOOOOoooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yup tats how my name sounds like.. haha u know how we as students like to drag our words when we greet our teachers? haha now i m exping it first hand.. of course got to correct them but as usual they forget it soon after. kids lah, wad u expect? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;still.. its quite funny n on the first day i struggled to maintain my straight face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;rule no.1 of teaching: nvr smile to a new class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so hard not to.. haha the kids r so cute n yes very small .. haha.. i mean i m teaching p3 n p5.. n the tallest is like at my hip area.. hha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but they look so cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course alot of shit happened.. but boy the exp was fun n yes enriching.. i wun tell your everything, i m too tired to type it all out in this blog, will just share wit your in person. Suffice to say, i do some actual teaching by myself for non-critical subjects (social studies, PE) n teach wit a mentor teacher for the critical subjects (english n maths). Actually most of the time the mentor teacher is the one tat does the teaching coz ultimately the class performance is joined to hers n not mine, so usually i just assist her n observe n learn her diff teaching methods. My mentor teacher is the english head.... so not bad lah, can learn quite a bit from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope one day she will let me teach her class =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway... i tink i like teaching.. haha.. abit early but i got a feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh btw though the mentor teacher does the teaching, i do the marking ar.. so oh gosh.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k back to work now, still got 4 more books to mark.... &lt;em&gt;wad a waste of red ink..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n still got to wake up at 0530am tmr.. oh my god!&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/3398355316830772916-4268360901911947920?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4268360901911947920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4268360901911947920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4268360901911947920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4268360901911947920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-morning-mr-wooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='good morning Mr WooooooooOOOOOoooooo'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-8197884672847603560</id><published>2009-01-05T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:55:47.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here goes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the 2nd day of the trainee teaching preparatory course was well shockingly quite funny.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean there were still all those stupid lectures.. but the hands on was more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the mock teaching session wit some of us acting as teachers n some of us as very difficult students was most enjoyable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i do hope no bad karma come hitting us tmr.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the ppl i met were all nice.. haha... will stay in contact.. afterall we all in this shit tgt.. lolz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tmr is the day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;only one thing to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'&lt;em&gt;damm fucking scared!&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*note to self: if ever a student say 'Mr Wu, Fuck u!' i must nvr say 'well fuck u too..' ... i must say with a calmed voice 'u will not take that tone of voice wit me boy!' n hope tat my death stares r enough to kill him =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-8197884672847603560?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/8197884672847603560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=8197884672847603560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/8197884672847603560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/8197884672847603560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-goes.html' title='here goes...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4433411501429708632</id><published>2009-01-02T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:31:35.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up wake up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;omg.. i better get used to waking up early every single day man.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at 6am today.. devastating to my body n mind.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok lah i might hav woken up abit early .. but oh wellz first time going to the training center mah.. so better to go alittle early.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh fyi.. today was the 1st day of work.. but i din go to the sch ... instead i hav to attend a teaching preparatory course at the MOE's training branch which is like somewhere in the Great World City area.. sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the course was boring.. in short.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at the start, our instructor was funny wit her many jokes n her many many life exp of teaching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;she is 71 but she looks 50 plus... serious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but after a while.. she kept talking n talking n talking... n gosh the lecture was like dragging damm long lah... haha but at least it was rather interactive in a way.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but still.. the whole thing was boring... had to force myself to stay awake at times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thnk god the table i m sitting at got nice ppl... n we got along quite well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for a time.. i was worried abt lunch. haha but in the end our table ppl had lunch tgt n other table's ppl also joined us.. so got quite alot of chatting.. the gals talked abt the teaching jobs, n life b4 now.. while the guys mainly talked abt army stuff.. &lt;em&gt;duh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway monday stil got one more day of course training.. sigh.. hopefully can sit with the same ppl again.. haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-4433411501429708632?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/4433411501429708632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=4433411501429708632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4433411501429708632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/4433411501429708632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/wake-up-wake-up.html' title='wake up wake up!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4134346215352439915</id><published>2009-01-01T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:33:15.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok i know it has been quite sometime since the Phuket trip.. but i had to wait for ppl to sent me the pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so finally i hav enough decent pics to upload onto my blog.. so here they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;go ahead n view them under the 'Look into my Life' section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Phuket Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enjoy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mayb when ed finally sent me the last photos, i wil b able to put in more stuffs.. so look out for them too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;he is so very busy nowadays ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Updates...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-6471523802089106989</id><published>2009-01-01T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:58:03.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes 2009!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy New Year!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;its 2009!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;like wad poh said.. 'happy new year, pull your ear'  so dun forget to say wish your frens n pull their ears.. yes? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.. the new year is here.. haha.. 2009.. gosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so many new things r going to happen... theres no more army, no more NS, no more SB duties, no more 36th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;i did SB duties on new year last year..) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;n in place of all tat, theres going to b my teaching career.. haha.. quite excited abt tat, wonder how it wil all go.. of course the pay is decently gd.. n i tink if i take up tutoring shld b able to gain quite a bit of money.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; money money money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not to mention after the trainee teaching .. theres going to b uni.. that is going to b another interesting part of my life.. lolz.. i was thinking this 2008, theres no pt in doing a year reflection.. coz it was just army.. n i kinda alrdy did a write up on it.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wait next year bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-6471523802089106989?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6471523802089106989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=6471523802089106989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6471523802089106989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6471523802089106989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-comes-2009.html' title='Here comes 2009!!!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-5323357201660407443</id><published>2008-12-31T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:27:25.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maintaining the image....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;finally went to DaZhong for their first official teacher meeting, settling all the admin stuff such as time tables n all tat.. n doing all the things tat hav to b done by the 1st day of sch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cant help but feel a surge of excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway we, as in the trainee teachers, got to meet the whole staff n it was quite cool.. haha cant believe i m saying this.. but the rest of the teachers r nice.. n the old ones were like hovering us, giving us advice, n generally taking care of us... while the younger ones were like bitching wit us, telling us whu is weird, whu is nice n whu to watch out for.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess teachers r humans afterall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was assigned to b a form teacher of a 4.3 class... tats mean the 3rd pri4 class.. haha.. they only hav 5 classes of pri4, &lt;em&gt;sheesh&lt;/em&gt;!.. like wad my 'co-tutor' said they r not spectacular.. but they wun b much of a trouble.. they hav potential but they r quite lazy... hence they r like middle middle.. since according to my co-tutor, the intel gap btwn the top classes n bottom classes can b quite vast.. so hmmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sadly there was some cock-up.. n now another older teacher claims she is the form tutor of 4.3.. zzz the thing is the timetable of tat class clearly states tat i am the form tutor... even my co-tutor says tat i m the form tutor.. but oh wellz... since i hav no intention of offending anyone .. i decided to just let the higher-ups settle it.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;though up til now.. i also dun know wads going to happening on the 1st day.. &lt;em&gt;i do hope i get a form class though.. hehe..&lt;/em&gt; .. anyway i wun know until like the 3rd day of sch.. coz the 1st 2 days, all the trainees got to go for course.. so heres to hoping all goes well.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;on another side note.. its the last day of the year.. WOW!.. haha how time flies.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i tink another thousand blog entry is coming.. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i can feel it... =p&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/3398355316830772916-5323357201660407443?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5323357201660407443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=5323357201660407443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5323357201660407443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5323357201660407443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/maintaining-image.html' title='maintaining the image....'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-2345686108004195988</id><published>2008-12-28T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:01:13.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do u speak English?.. U know english? English? no? yes?.... hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for days.. after kl asked me this simple qn of english of whether i know wad a preposition is n i cld not answer him coz i simply did not know the answer.. i hav been wondering quite abit.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so i find myself revising basic english to myself, knowing a verb, a noun, a pronoun, an adjective, an adverb... the list goes on n on.. omg lah.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok dun laugh at me ar.. i know alot of ppl like you n you n you also dun know wad the fuck some of the things are... so let me explain the definition yar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Preposition - a word used with a noun or pronoun to show its connection with another word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;examples- &lt;em&gt;he is&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that rm&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;he was fucked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Noun - a word that is the name of a thing, quality, action etc etc and can b used as the subject or object of a verb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;examples- &lt;strong&gt;dog, cat, car, penis, vagina, sex, thrust, semen&lt;/strong&gt;..... n so on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Pronoun - a word used instead of a noun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;examples- &lt;strong&gt;he, she, it, they&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;An Adjective - a word which describes a noun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;examples- &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;dog, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brown&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;cat,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;car, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huge&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;penis, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tight&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;vagina, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hot&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;sex, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weak&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;thrust, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sticky&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;semen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Verb - a word or grp of words tats used in describing an action, experience, or state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;examples- &lt;strong&gt;cleaning&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;the dog, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feeding&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;the cat, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;driving&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;a car, he &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;put &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;his penis into her vagina, that might &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lead to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;sex, it was &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thrusting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;her, the maid was &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cleaning up&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;the semen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;An Adverb - a word which adds to the meaning of a verb, an adjective, another adverb or a sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;examples- &lt;em&gt;clean the dog&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;drive the car&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;slowly&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;that might lead to sex&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;quickly&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;the maid was cleaning up the semen&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A Conjunction - a word to link other words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;examples- &lt;em&gt;please clean the dog tomorrow&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;also remember to feed the cat&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;although&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; he had put his penis into her vagina, his thrust was still not good enough for her, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;the maid was cleaning up the semen, they were still thrusting away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhh so concludes english lesson no.1 n bio lesson no.999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/3398355316830772916-2345686108004195988?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/2345686108004195988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=2345686108004195988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/2345686108004195988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/2345686108004195988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-u-speak-english-u-know-english.html' title='Do u speak English?.. 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English? no? yes?.... hmmmmm'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-5074462359175833726</id><published>2008-12-27T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T11:20:09.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same same, but different</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;omg the past few days must been quite the mad rush.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;rush to meet ppl, frens n all tat.. n rush to meet my further boss.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;first up is well i finally got a one-on-one meeting wit the principal of DaZhong Pri sch which i rushed to.. since i was going to b late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;fyi i m becoming a trainee teacher, starting 2jan, n i m posted to DaZhong Pri Sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dun laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.. so got to meet the principal n vice principal of the School.. the meeting was supposed to b 230pm.. n i reached early at 215pm coz i took a taxi (&lt;em&gt;must set gd impression mah...)..&lt;/em&gt;anyway the principal was late until very lipu ar.. he came only at like 3pm.. which is quite wtf.. in the end, to occupy myself, i walked around the sch.. n tat was when i realised the sch is seriously damm small.. u can literally see one end of the sch to the other end.. that is how small is it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if u take the sji campus, u can probably sink 3-4 DaZhong in it.. gosh josh.. small.. n rather old too.. anyway so the principal, high lord as he is, came at 3pm there abt.. by then, the second trainee teacher had arrived also.. so we both had our meeting session with him n the vice tgt... yar quite screwed up.. the geez of the meeting was seriously 'i dun know!' .. haha.. nothing much was told to us.. n the most useful things done was assigning us our ccas n giving us our tables. gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i telll u ar .. the cca is damm fuck typed lah.. din even hav a chance to say anything. lolz.. i shld hav shut my mouth abt that i was a scouts when i was in sji.. coz becoz of tat.. the principal gave me scouts as my teacher -in charge cca.. sheesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;no.. i do not wan to b a scouter... no NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so we seriously just got shoved wit our ccas.. wo a choice.. haha.. the other trainee teacher had indian dance n she was not very pleased wit it either. since she is a contemporary dancer.. lolz!.. but the vice principal keep insisting on giving her indian dance.. &lt;em&gt;coz she is an indian..&lt;/em&gt; i know .. abit errr... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at least the fellow trainee teacher, shamili, i tink.. was funny n sociable so managed to talk quite abit.. n bitched too.. haha .. cant believe it rite? we will bitching abt the sch even b4 we teach in it.. haha.. n i was seriously bitching abt the fact that i m being given a class &lt;em&gt;all by myself&lt;/em&gt; from the first day of sch.. god save me sia.. i feel quite fucked.. but on the other hand.. i dun know if its a blessing.... hmmm... i mean there r gd ways to see it, being given a class all by myself, at least i can sort of do wad i wan.. wo someone breathing down my neck.. but i dun know lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;scaryyyyyyy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at the end of the whole thing, we din get to see whu the 3rd n last trainee teacher is.. dun even know if its a she or he... hmm hope its a nice she.. mayb chinese or mixed blood.. lolz!.. ok lah shld not b so racist ar.. anyway i wonder wad the last trainee teacher will tink sia when she/he sees the great sch of DaZhong.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;on the other hand... the ppl in sch does seem nice.... at first glance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so ohwellz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well the days b4 n after the principal meeting were filled with things to do.. meeting wit sji guys.. meeting wit sajc mates... n going shopping with mummy.. haha.. quite abit of rushing here n there... n also watched movies too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;watched 'The Day the Earth stood still' n 'Australia' wit sji ppl... n watched 'Yes Man' wit sajc mates.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'The Day the Earth stood still' was quite wtf with imbal robot guardian whu can sonic shock everyone n shut down everything mechanical.. n also can dissolve into millions n millions of metal bugs to devour ppl, things n everything.. haha.. 'Australia' was one mother fucking long movie.. haha, at first i tot it will b like pearl harbour, but turn out Australia is more like a very huge love epic wit some action scenes.. personally i liked it, nice story really.. very funny stuff like nicole kidman trying to sing some wiz of oz song .. haha... n the celeb scene was her screaming her head off when a kangaroo was shoot dead in front of her .. HA!... As for 'Yes Man', the whole movie was funny... i mean jim carrey .. lolz wad do u expect.. but the thing i wil rmber is the old grannies giving jim carrey a blowjob.. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;grossssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh n did shopping wit mummy.. haha actually scouted first wit sji frens. then coz got some DBS/POSB discount.. so got mummy to come wit me.. haha... brought the office wear for the sch teaching lol.. 3 long sleeves n 2 pants.. din managed to get the white striped shirt that i wanted.. dun hav my size =(.. damm it.. the G2000 shop at marina sq was like swarmin wit ppl lah.. n ppl trying their clothes in the changing rm were like taking so long.. got a few guys, they changed liao then show their female counterparts(mostly look like mothers).. so it was like change, show, change, show.. gosh take so damm long.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but in the end time well-spent... i hope the colours r ok.. lolz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;here goes Mr Wu... hha &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/3398355316830772916-5074462359175833726?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5074462359175833726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-6131817874664227353</id><published>2008-12-24T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:16:54.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I blah blah blah...wadever...With my Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Few days after the phuket trip, it finally dawned on me tat well.. i m out of army.. haha.. gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow when u r on holiday u tend to not tink abt such things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but anyway i m happy.. happy to leave the Service.. but i must say i seem alittle lost ar.. haha afterall after 'acting busy' for so long, i finally found myself wit quite a bit of time on my hands.. n at last this time is mine n not controlled by some other higher beings.. nor am i at the mercy of LKY/LSL/GCT when they feel like taking a piss outside their hse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha dun sue me pls.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yar but i guess the Army did give me a bit of structure in life.. since theres always something to do, some conflict to resolve, some crisis to avert n some misdeed to cover up.. haha...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Army for me started 2 days after my Prom Nite.. haha..2 fucking days!. yes it was on the day 8th Dec 2006, prom was on 6th Dec 2006.. why was my enlistment so early.. well for those whu dun know (&lt;em&gt;n i tink i hav repeated myself alot of times liao)&lt;/em&gt;.. due to the efficency of the army.. i was drafted into the obese company.. yup on grounds tat my BMI was too high.. duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway... admist all the vibration of lips n mayb flamming ones.. i entered the Service a wk earlier b4 anyone of my batch actually entered army.. hhaa  gosh josh!... felt very saggish on the enlistment day, i was there when my bro enlisted so i knew wad to expect but well it was diff when u r the one enlisting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant imagine anyone will b excited to enlist.. but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so after doing everything.. all the stuff n the swearing of my pathetic life form to the grand armee of spore.. i tink we had lunch, saw my first form of army wayang n then b4 long it was gd bye to mummy dearest at the SAF Tekong jetty ferry terminal.. n boy felt extremely fuck typed at tat moment.. haha.. n as usual mummy was tearing up n abt to cry.. n well tat brought a break in my heart.. seriously.. cruel government!.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway decided to leave fast.. so as to end the torment.. n well like i always think 'just get it over n done wit'.. so zoom zoom off.. leaving mummy there.. n &lt;em&gt;puff! &lt;/em&gt;into the world of army i go.. i rmber my first PS at the obese Dragon coy was a malay, nvr did rmber his name but i rmber he was very bitchy.. strict but seem nice in a bitchy way.. it was there when i met PY's student council fren, Alfred, i tink.. dam nice guy lah.. haha .. n it was nice to see a familiar face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so the first nite was spent shifting around.. turn out this shifting was not uncommon as the 'D' coy CSM said tat some of us grow smaller while some larger.. hence the shifting.. it was at tat time that i knew tat obese has its diff grades, 'A' Coy for Mild, 'D' Coy for Moderate and 'E' for Seriously... in any case i was one of those whu r deem smaller so i was shifted to Alpha coy. Alfred stayed in Dragon if i m not wrong so i lost a fren just like tat.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at 'A' coy, we were assured tat there wil not b anymore transfers so sagging our way to our bunks, we started to unpack.. in my bunk, i met Cedric, a TJC guy.. abit weird but funny nonetheless.. haha.. i seriously cant rmber much of wad happened in 'A' coy coz i din spent much time there... coz soon after we started arranging our lockers.. a call from the PA system called some ppl n me included..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at tat pt of time, i was wondering wtf was i being called upon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the end, we received information tat we r due to a medical review... n well to b up-pesed from pes BP(fat) to the normal pes B.. honestly i felt happy .. haha coz tat means i m no longer considered as obese.. haha.. but then tats means i hav to pack everything again.. so pack pack &lt;em&gt;pack..&lt;/em&gt; said gdbye to cedric whu i actually started to like as a fren (&lt;em&gt;in my later army life, i wld see him again).. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n then it was sagging around doing nothing while waiting for the medical review, when we finally got the results.. we were given off-in-lieu since the pes B ppl were enlisting later.. so we had like 3 days of free days.. haha aint tat great?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway the 3 days passed quickly.. n it feels weird anyway... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but soon it was back to the army.. n into Pegasus Company... where i wld spent the rest of my recruit life there... time spent there passed more quickly than i tot, almost like a blur .. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was live range when i got to fire a M16, where i almost got coy best shot but missed out by one shot. lolz!.. n of course there was field camp n SIT test whereby my lips vibrated n my body rotted. it was during such outfield stuff tat i realised tat i doubt i wil survive in a forest environment.. haha.. i say now tat i really hated outfield.. n hope wit all my heart tat i wil land in an urban ops unit.. i mean rewearing the muddy uniform n having to wear that irritating helmet... n the bugs.. omg!..&lt;em&gt;  cant stand it!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.. i guess becoz of such thinking i kinda sucked quite badly in army.. lolz.. afterall most of time i felt quite saggish n was more than happy to let someone else take the lead.. n yes sometimes mother nature just takes it out of me.. sigh.. in addition to tat, i nvr did hav the heart to improve my ippt.. haha.. in the end of bmt, i still cld not do a single pull-up.. n the only thing i really excelled in was running.. but well u cant pass on tat alone.. suffice to say, in the end i failed my ippt.. n well tat was something i will regret even til today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 things happened towards the end of my bmt.. the release of our A levels results n well the failure of my ippt.. both concluded tat my life is seriously going to get very very fuck typed.. n well it did in a way i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;though i m fine now.. but i still really wish to turn back the hands of time ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.. so of course i was posted to become a Man, no sgt or sir for me.. haha.. on the other hand, almost as a consolation, i was posted to 39th SCE, which was my bro's unit, it is an urban ops unit, one tat takes care of spore chemical defence n does anti-terror stuff too... i was temporarily happy.. n for a while the feeling of being crushed flowed away.. made quite abit of frens there, marcus, chin han mainly... the sgts were nice.. n the sir was well nice too though reminded me of my bro.. haha..oh n i did my first ever pull-up in 39th sce... time spent there was fun n the exp rather rich.. the knowledge learnt during the lectures n practical was well very interesting.. haha.. n of course whu can forget the smoke chambers.. anyway all gd feeling faded away when i realised that i was not a pioneer of 39th sce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;fyi, a pioneer is a name given to a Man of 39th n 36th sce. main job is to support the commanders in wadever they do, usually they do more work than the commanders but get less credit for it =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes in fact, i was actually posted to 36sce, while 39th sce deals with chemicals, 36th deals with explosives... hence the nickname bomb squad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;b4 i entered the unit, my bro n quite a no. of ppl were telling us soon to b 36th SCE pioneers that 36thsce was a very strict unit, with very high standards.. n tat the ppl r very nasty.. n tat we got to learn how to drive.. n tat the unit is an ippt gold unit.. n tat .... the list goes on n on n on... not to mention ppl telling us that the camp in which 36sce is stationed is very very old n extremely run down compared to seletar camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in any case nothing nice was said of 36th sce except tat it was a more elite unit compared to 39th sce.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so it was wit a little fear tat we left 39th sce.. n went all the way to Selarang camp, all the way on the other side of spore from my home at cck.. yes selarang camp is at pasir ris..  =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when we first saw the camp, we were shocked.. at the start we were wondering if we saw the wrong camp coz it looked so new.. so new indeed.. upon closer inspection, we realised tat 36th sce was inside the 9div infantry camp.. in short, we r a camp inside a camp.... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;all negative thoughts of 36th sce seems to vanish when we saw the renovated camp.. quite nice really.. then our temp CSM WO Ang came n talked to us.. n he is damm  nice lah.. haha.. funny old man too.. whu kept us entertained with his jokes n wad not.. n he is very very reasonable indeeed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n wit tat life in 36sce started.... n hence the rest of my army life too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but b4 we cld start our lives in 36sce, we must first learn how to drive, since it was a requirement in our vocation to drive, nvr saw the logic of tat.. but yar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;driving course was at first tot to b very slack.. afterall it was a course for drivers, how hard can it b? .. of course first time learning driving can b hard, controlling the veh n all tat.. but stil we din tink tat it will b tat bad... tat was until we got into the drivin sch itself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in our first few lessons, we soon learnt that the trainers in the SAF driving sch r fuck typed idiots whose dicks r too small until they got to take it out on ppl like us, &lt;em&gt;of course not all r like tat, there r some nice ones.&lt;/em&gt;  but i with my horrid luck got a very very horrible one.. sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my trainer was gd .. he really does deliver results.. n he is a very exp driver.. but gosh his mouth n the way he handles his students.. the TERROR sia.. haha.. everyday i get blasted by him up down left n right... felt extremely fuck typed n at many times felt like just killing him... bascially he just likes to swear at u.. scream at u when u make mistake.. n just like to pms u like fuck.. haha.. so every morning b4 driving lessons i feel extremely depressed n will start to degenerate into a zombie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess it was becoz of ths fear of him.. tat i was determined to pass no matter wad.. n so in my first attempt at the driving test, i passed.. i was bleaming like dun know wad.. n literally waltzed over the waiting area.. haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was like a depressing cloud was finally washed away from me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n with more n more of us passing our driving test.. we were given our status as 36th sce pioneers n also given our LCP rank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n well life in 36sce then took on full &lt;em&gt;swing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;while in 39th sce, everything was taught thru lectures, drills n practicals, in 36thsce, due to the fact tat we r a ops unit n we hav a high tempo of jobs, everything was taught on the job.. so for a few mths we were like a headless chicken.. tryin to figure our way out of everything.. sad to say our seniors were more than rdy to leave n thus left us rather ill-prepared.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in 36th sce, my army life was truly defined.. with roles to play n jobs to do... n much planning at hand.. we forged ahead &lt;em&gt;in a way..&lt;/em&gt; though thru the mths, more n more ppl from our pnr batch started to drop out.. we were reduced to a mere 16-17 from a full strength of 21... but stil we managed to get things done.. at times some of the politics can get very irritating.. n at others, the ppl themselves caused me to vomit blood... n then there r the days when the paper work is rather bitchy... or on other days when ppl wan to go for offs but their offs r not approved n the world is abt to die.. n yet we still functioned.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder myself too.. how we did it.. but we did.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course things wld not hav been done if not for our masterful planners of duties..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the highest of highest aaron neo n sometimes daniel tsou.... n yes ben aw too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n things wld not hav run tat smoothly if not for all the computer systems tat our tech wiz created...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the tech wiz daniel tsou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n our veh wld not hav functioned properly or pass inspection if not for our WPT ics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the slut queen weilun, n of course aaron neo the highest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not to forget the guys whu did fuel recepits so tat the fuel keeps flowing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the god leslie n the fucking slack ah lam ck &lt;/strong&gt;(just kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n of course the ppl who take cares of our Stores, who if gone, how r we ever going to jump start the veh or clean them up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the white time-keeper shuhan n the overmind yuhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n last but definitely not the least.. the person who helped me wit the offs n leaves of our pnrs..n also does our ration indentment n takes the attendance of our dept..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the wise n agely ah wang (ben wang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course there r all the other rest too who made life so much more enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 'driver' jamie &lt;/strong&gt;whu gave us rides back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 'come suck my cock' parthiban &lt;/strong&gt;whu well keep asking ppl to suck his cock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 'i m not a bitch but i wan to b one' waikit &lt;/strong&gt;whu is ever so funny n compromising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 'father' andrew &lt;/strong&gt;whu always is the oldest n giving us life's advices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n i of course the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Off/Leave IC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is always at your service yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;how can i ever compare with the highest of highest or god? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;smiles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha ok enough bullshit.. in a way becoz we all knew we had a job to do, we did it well.. n gd thing ppl like the commanders actually loved us for our work.. some even saying we r better than most batches.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.. i know whu cares yes.. but i m sure most of us felt gd when such things r being said of us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;afterall whu can forget we had 'so many' accidents at the start.. aaron even had 2.. ppl hitting barricades, ppl hitting cp roofs, ppl hitting veh.. n all tat.. the mayhem tat caused.. haha.. i rmber i felt quite wtf when i had my accident.. all those reports to write n wad not.. sheesh. but well i guess we all need a little accident to wake us up.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;trust me after an accident u will b rather careful after that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well in 36sce we also get to see the 'real' spore.. haha.. secret ways.. n all that.. gosh.. quite interesting i must say.. haha .. not to mention staying in the 5 stars hotel shangrila whenever we do major ops.. haha.. i mean how many ppl actually get to stay in a 5star hotel when they r serving NS.. n did i mention we were given full treatment like any guests? haha.. &lt;em&gt;cool rite?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway it was in 36th sce.. tat i realised shld stop sagging around.. so got my fitness up.. n thru that started to raise thru the ranks.. from LCP to CPL to CFC.. do i deserve my ranks? yes i wld like to tink so.. afterall i did my job well.. at least i hoped i did it well enough.. haha.. i ran 2 half marathon, though i seriously doubt i wil ever run a full one.. haha.. my running timing has improved &lt;em&gt;(though nvr did it ever got back to the bmt days).. &lt;/em&gt;n of course i managed to clear my chin-ups.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n finally i can say.. i m no longer as fat as i used to b... haha.. &lt;em&gt;unlike others who like to dellude themselves.&lt;/em&gt; i know i m not slim either.. but well working towards it yar? i m definitely more fit now.. hha.. which is seriously gd thing.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i told myself tat i nvr wanna go back to those horrible fat self in the past.. n i hope i nvr will.. counting on my frens to make sure i dun.. lolz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the Service did change me.. in many ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;changed both physically n mentally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess its a gd thing.. but i lost a part of me in army.. i can feel it.. haha.. i m not whu i used to b.. not as talkative i tink... but oh wells... the things we do yar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;unlike some, i actually learnt some lessons from army.. n for me i m glad to leave the service.. since i did my share of work.. in fact at times i did more than my fair share of work.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess when u really really put in effort in doing something, at the end... u feel tat u achieved something.. of course not everyone can say tat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;some slacked their way thru army... n i pity them seriously, for they will nvr learn the lessons that we learnt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-6131817874664227353?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/6131817874664227353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=6131817874664227353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6131817874664227353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/6131817874664227353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-blah-blah-blahwadeverwith-my-life.html' title='I blah blah blah...wadever...With my Life!'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-3323311476410361205</id><published>2008-12-21T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:06:40.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh.. why din i tink of that earlier?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i tink i m seriously getting more n more stupid sia.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway the msn buggy thingy has been solved.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thnx to ger n louis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they whu suggested changing the msn password.. n well so far nothing has gone wrong yet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;come to tink of it.. wad a simple solution to a such an irritating problem yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;curse the person who created such a 'bug'.. curse his/her nipples will rot to hell n back.... n then grow on his/her face.. cursed!!&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/3398355316830772916-3323311476410361205?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/3323311476410361205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=3323311476410361205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/3323311476410361205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/3323311476410361205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahhhh-why-din-i-tink-of-that-earlier.html' title='Ahhhh.. why din i tink of that earlier?'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-841425746753124067</id><published>2008-12-21T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:24:09.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice Notice..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i realised n &lt;em&gt;yes i do make stupid mistakes&lt;/em&gt; , i hav clicked on a stupid link.. n gave my msn password n sort.. lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes stupid i know.. anyway.. though nothing seem to change n well everything is stil where it is.. the irritating thing is for some weird reasons, sometimes i will b 'signed out' .. n 'someone, something, somewhere' wld sign on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n then sent that same link thru my msn to random ppl in my contact list..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant seem to remove it n all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so if u know.. pls help haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the mean time.. pls dun make the same mistake as me ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dun click on the link... even if u see my msn... its probably not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thnx =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-841425746753124067?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/841425746753124067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=841425746753124067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/841425746753124067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/841425746753124067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/notice-notice.html' title='Notice Notice..'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-5973106185391776815</id><published>2008-12-21T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:19:19.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling every other things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;life has kind of settled back down to the boring pace.. haha after the 'high' from the phuket trip passed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so now &lt;em&gt;boring boring...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.. but i m quite ok wit it.. since in 02 jan will b starting the TTP.. sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;feel like going back to school like that.. u know.. left less than 2 wks of holidays, then suddenly u feel the need to do alot more ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to make time more well-spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i guess.. this TTP is not like sch.. more of job actually.. n a test. so oh wells.. we shall see bah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway went running today wit kl.. felt saggish... haha.. din do tat bad.. just felt saggish.. haha n of course kl being the ocs slut was like speeding ahead like dun know wad.. lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the arguments on the way back were funny n well enlightening.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yup i know random post n all.. but yar.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mayb will do a army reflections entry soon.. tink it deserves that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;since army did taught me alot of things.. n changed me alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&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/3398355316830772916-5973106185391776815?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5973106185391776815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=5973106185391776815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5973106185391776815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/5973106185391776815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/feeling-every-other-things.html' title='feeling every other things...'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-8421174771667305661</id><published>2008-12-19T11:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:20:06.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never knew I could feel like this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never knew I could feel like this,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I've never seen the sky before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well recently i got my posting to the sch that i wil go to for my trainee teacher program (TTP).. before i go into NIE in august 2009... it is &lt;em&gt;DaZhong Primary School&lt;/em&gt;.. its a sch in bukit gombak so i guess it is ok in terms of location.. haha i was expecting some other schs but i guess one cant ask for too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;besides i m only a untrained trainee teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at least its nearby to home.. one mrt stop away.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway hav to call the sch to ask for instructions n wad not from my &lt;em&gt;new &lt;/em&gt;boss, who is of course the principal.. haha.. was told that need to go for staff meeting.. gosh josh... me going for a staff meeting.. a teacher's staff meeting.. can u imagine that? haha.. makes me feel how time flies by n how positions can b so swapped.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wellz.. hopefully Dazhong Pri sch wld b not tat bad.. checked out the sch at the moe webby, yes schs hav their own webby.. looks fine.. they r due for moving coz of PRIME, but thats at the end of next year so wun affect me.. haha.. then again tat probably means that the sch is quite old.. but oh well.. we shall see bah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not everything is like sji yes?&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/3398355316830772916-8421174771667305661?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/8421174771667305661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=8421174771667305661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/8421174771667305661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/8421174771667305661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-knew-i-could-feel-like-this.html' title='Never knew I could feel like this....'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-4619236683492974880</id><published>2008-12-18T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:35:41.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We only students.. cheap cheap plssssss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well i m back from phuket.. &lt;em&gt;good riddance..&lt;/em&gt; just joking.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was overall a fun n very outdoorish trip, which is gd for me.. haha frankly i nvr did like shopping trips.. i tink u wld spend more money n will b like totally tired.. n not to mention got to take back alot more luggage when returning to spore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so well amongst ppl coming late n ppl asking ppl to do things. we kinda got ourselves to changi budget terminal.. daddy fetched us so it was ok.. haha.. budget terminal is very budget.. haha..single leveled building.. lolz. but at least it still hav all the shops n eating places here .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not as nice as t3 but yar.. its budget lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway we reached on saturday 131208 late nite, around 11pm like that.. n we stayed there all the way until 171208 evening 6pm like tat.. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ever since reaching phuket it has been quite the mad rush.. rush to go to the beach.. rush to book the different tour packages.. n of course rush to shop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank goodness we din book the tour packages online.. if not my lips will b vibrating ar. haha.. we went to phuket n booked. n gosh josh.. the price was so much more cheaper.. since can bargain like dun know wad like tat.. haha we met a nice tour agent.. name is Lek.. lolz.. damm funny n nice. n yes she understand english.. n well got a relative gd price for 2 tours.. one to phi phi island which was island hopping n snorkelling.. n another was a sea canoeing trip to phang nga to explore sea caves.. &lt;em&gt;cool rite?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course we actually wanted to do many many more things.. like white water raft.. atv n all tat.. but no time.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but regardless we got a gd price(&lt;em&gt;i tink)&lt;/em&gt; for the packages.. n definitely was cheaper than the online booking =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the hotel we stayed in was a 3 star one .. &lt;em&gt;Ochidacea&lt;/em&gt; if i m not wrong.. it close to kata beach.. n well is kinda at the start of the 'shopping belt' of the kata beach area.. its also not that high up the hill.. so we dun really hav to climb like fuck to reach our hotel.. though of course, we had to climb quite abit to reach our rm.. haha.. there is no lift there ar.. lolz.. its layout rdy reminds of old sajc at malan road.. haha the building built on a slope, so its kinda spreaded out.. anyway our rm was at the top of the hotel.. so we had a commanding view of the kata beach.. n well nice view.. n nice wind too.. haha.. lots of funny things happen in the rm sia.. shower head breaking &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt;, lolz.. n our many many requests.. haha.. we were thinking if the hotel staff kinda rmber us ..us being rm 144.. coz sometimes we dun even need to tell them our rm, and they wil know.. lolz.. but dun b mistaken, although its 3 stars,  the hotel was still nice.. the staff were friendly n well very efficient i wld say.. hha.. everything was done quickly when we asked for it.. so 3stars was not tat bad afterall.. i mean it is relatively cheap too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of course the reason they knew us cld b becoz we seem to b the only asian in that hotel.. lolz&lt;/em&gt;.. there were tons of white ppl... n well whenever we eat breakfast, i felt like a monkey on display.. theres always the stare n then looking away.. haha.. but i guess all was well .. at least we r&lt;em&gt; singaporeans&lt;/em&gt; n not some other asian countries =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes breakfast served there was nice.. lolz.. the egg station was the celeb every morning.. with us eating the scrumptious omelettes like theres no tmr.. haha.. the female chef tat cooks the eggs was this rather small lady.. n she was dam shy.. haha.. but funny in a way.. anyway&lt;em&gt; scrumptious scrumptious.. &lt;/em&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;talking abt food ar..the food there is damm cheap lah.. haha even eating at a high end, high class looking restaurant.. we had a feast of &lt;em&gt;scumptious&lt;/em&gt; dishes. n we only like spent 20 singpore bucks each.. haha.. n we had like crab, prawns.. seafood the like.. n of course drinks n all tat.. haha.. cheap rite? .. n then we found a beach restaurant at kata beach.. i tink its called Kata Mama or something haha.. gosh there the food is even nicer.. n we spent like 10 bucks each, n we had more food.. n it was more scrumptious than the high end restaurant.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cheap is also the shopping i guess.. lolz.. but b rdy to bargain.. if not your lips will vibrate when u realised u been conned.. hha.. like cw n his 800baht sunglasses which cld b cheaper.. or mine 450 baht flip flop which cld b like 200-300baht.. haha.. or ed n his numerous t-shirts.. haha.. but anyway after learning from our first lessons of bargainning.. we quickly got the drift.. n well.. we were able to get gd prices for most of things.. t-shirts were mostly like 6 bucks.. haha.. board shorts mayb around 10plus.. belts was around 10plus too.. so basically everything was under 20 bucks singapore.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n of course the t-shirts we brought were of 'branded' names.. but i wun tell u coz i dun wanna get insulted for buying fake goods.. haha =) &lt;/em&gt;actually as we were shopping we were all wondering if they were really fake or rejected goods.. but anyway i tried my best to make sure my stuff did not look too fake.. haha .. shall see bah yar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway shopping in the end was very mad rush-ish .. or rather was the most rushy thing we did in phuket coz of time n the amt of stuff we wanted to buy.. bargainning was also very tiring.. haha wit all the sayings been repeated over n over again like: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'&lt;em&gt;cannot cannot, too expensive.. give better price'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'half half, u want 180, we want 160.. so we take 170'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'really cannot cheaper?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n the prize winning one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'we students, not rich.. give cheap cheap?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.. not to mention all the talking in chinese so as to not let them know wad we saying.. although i tink some of stall ppl knew chinese.. haha but of course act dun know.. well some stall holders were nice to bargain wit, as in they were funny n all tat.. others were quite pmsy.. n wld actually come close to asking us to fuck off. lolz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and being us.. we always seem to sag for damm long in a stall.. we cld spent up to a hour in one stall n still hav not decided on wad to buy.. haha.. or we cld not find a right size n wld stay there n look n look.. haha.. it took us a while b4 we had the mentality of if dun hav just move on.. haha.. n of course becoz of our draggy nature, many of the stall holders wld find us amusing.. n wld giggle or laugh.. i do hope they r laughing wit us.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes.. the tour packages we booked were all to do nature n such.. very cool things.. first up the phi phi islands hopping.. in a speed boat.. whereby seriously u cld b thrown out of your seats.. coz the speed boat is crashing thru the water.. haha.. there was not much interaction btwn us n the other tourists.. n the grp was small like 10plus ppl. hha.. well we were the only asians. so yar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;whu cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.. snorkelling was fun in a way... lolz.. first time doing it so when i first went in the water.. my mouth pc which is meant for breathing became a straw.. lol!.. n was sucking up huge amt of sea water.. haha.. i also went in wit my spec.. n gosh josh.. becoz of tat cld not create an air tight condition in my mask, n naturally sea water was like coming in.. lolz.. &lt;em&gt;damm..i hope laser ops come soon.. haha &lt;/em&gt;.. anyway finally i took off my spec.. figured out how to wear the mask properly,.. n wow although i was slightly blinded.. i cld still see the fishes.. all the colourful ones.. n there were so many.. hha.. the guides were feeding the fishes.. so they were swimming near us.. hha.. so cool.. though treading water was quite the tiring affair.. but it was well worth it.. haha.. hmm wonder when i will see such nice stuffs sia.. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the beaches tat we went to was wow wow wow.. fine sands n all tat.. n crystal clear water.. &lt;em&gt;so unlike spore&lt;/em&gt;.. haha.. one particular one was maya beach.. where they filmed the movie 'The Beach'.. anway.. white n fine sand.. nice water... &lt;em&gt;ahhhhhhh&lt;/em&gt;.. n the view of the bay.. so DAMM nice.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i sound like an excited sch gal.. but really its tat nice.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;then the 2nd trip was the phang nga province, a little further up from phuket.. where we did sea canoeing.. ok lah we din really self paddle.. we had a guide to paddle for us.. this grp had more interaction coz mayb the grp was bigger, 30 oddppl.. hha.. our guide for the day was damm nice.. n well funny too, toking abt trees look like like dicks.. n all tat.. n helping us cam whore.. haha.. we all tot he was one of the more talkative guides.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh anyway the sea canoeing trip was cool in a way coz we get to explore the diff sea caves..n gosh some of the sea caves r so small.. the roof of the sea caves r like so near to our faces.. we had to lay down.. haha.. while some r so vast.. u feel slightly awed. haha.. there caves with bats.. n caves with shiny rocks.. very cool.. n all this while our guide was explaining to us the diff caves.. n the animals n all tat.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thru the caves.. we wil come into the lagoon or the &lt;em&gt;hong&lt;/em&gt; as they say in thai.. haha.. saw many mangrove trees, mudskippers n a family of monkeys.. haha.. cw n ed took plenty n plenty of photos.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there was a small self paddling part.. haha where it was so damm funny.. coz whenever ed took the paddle.. we wld nvr go str.. haha.. but it was nice to enjoy some paddling ourselves.. haha.. but seriously we wld nvr survive as a canoeing team.. lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the coolest thing abt the sea canoe trip is the &lt;em&gt;Hongs by the Starlight&lt;/em&gt;.. b4 hand we did something called a kratong, some floating thing made of the stem of the banana plant.. n decorated with flowers n wad not.. hhaha.. we went into this hong i guess n after cam whoring n wishing.. we released it.. n snap &lt;em&gt;snap.. haha&lt;/em&gt;.. then our guide brought us to Dark Corner.. n showed us how to 'attract' a special type of plankton by shaking the water wit our hands.. haha.. wad so special abt these planktons r that they r luminous when shaken or disturbed.. lolz.. damm cool lah.. bright spots n all tat.. of course a little light n u wun b able to see it liao.. so its impossible to get it on film n photo.. but a very nice exp really.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well.. ok a rather long entry i know.. n really theres so much more to say,... haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yup there was quite a no. of bitching n snapping in the trip.. but i guess being frens thats wad happens.. haha.. cw headless chicken ritual in the morning was funny in a way.. n bitching at each other for all sorts of reasons was funny too.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;whether another trip wil happen .. well not too sure.. mayb? haha,.. perhaps this time wit more ppl.. i wld not mind going back to phuket again.. its nice place.. nice ppl too.. mayb try staying in another hotel.. or stay in Ochidacea again also can... haha.. at least there got scrumptious omelettes.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;soon i will received the photos from ed n cw.. n well wil post them on the blog.. so watch out for them bah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;now time to rest.. haha =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-4619236683492974880?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-9042633313227200637</id><published>2008-12-13T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:16:12.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo update!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yes.. b4 i leave for phuket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;here r the photos for the first ever clubbing exp with the sji guys.. lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes i know quite sad.. but yar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;look under the 'Look into my Life' section for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Double O Clubbing Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;enjoy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-9042633313227200637?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/9042633313227200637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;money... some ppl just dun know its impt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway hope it will b fun bah.. it a bit exciting coz first time going overseas wit the sji peeps.. n well the previous on going to malaysia with ventures dun really count coz tat one got teachers following.. this is really like the first time all alone.. &lt;em&gt;wo any adult supervision..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.. wonder wad will come of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well heres to the best of it all =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;btw i will b back on wednesday.. i guess u can expect lots of photos n 'bitching'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yessss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-5655550470643431180?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5655550470643431180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-5093568037514468594</id><published>2008-12-10T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:35:51.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hav been thinking..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;u know sometimes .. i tink its better not to b too bitchy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if i shld just stop bitching.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;since this bitching thingy is like getting quite &lt;em&gt;fa wei&lt;/em&gt;  ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i feel like the whole world is infected wit bitchiness... n everyone just wanna hav the last word.. n snap at each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fa wei.....&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;not to mention feeling abit ridiculous too.. hhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes the arguments r so... wtf-ish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway on another side note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i finally got my driving license.. as in the real one, the plastic one with photo n all tat.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they registered mailed to me.. but i tnk they sent it at 0945am.. n of course i m asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n since mummmy dearest hav not repaired the doorbell...&lt;/em&gt; i tink the guy knocked on the door n i obviously in deep sleep cld not hear him.. lolz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so neway.. got to go PO tmr to collect ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yipee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 fucking weeks... i got my license!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;yeh yeh yeh... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/3398355316830772916-5093568037514468594?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5093568037514468594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398355316830772916.post-3753218267101592528</id><published>2008-12-09T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:33:33.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day tat came n gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this entry was supposed to b created 1 wk ago... but since that was the time when blogdrive was screwing up, tis incident was thus not blogged abt.. so here it is..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, in case your still dun know, i hav finally left the service of the our Spore Grand Armee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha.. yup as of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;051208&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, i am back to a civilian.. a normal human being.. a free man &lt;em&gt;not boy anymore =) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and gosh it does feel gd ... gd riddance to the Army!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well to b frank when the day came, it felt just like a normal day.. afterall we hav been in the ORD mood for close to a mth liao.. so well it was more of a formality to go back to camp to finally put it down in writing that we r free.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;nonetheless i do feel abit well excited when i was finally given my pink ic n asked to fuck off.. lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;since i was one of the few ppl to ord on that day,&lt;em&gt; since not many ppl r from the Obese batch hahah,&lt;/em&gt; when so i went back alone loh.. thnk goodness got daddy's car.. haha felt gd driving a car to camp.. and one that is not restricted to 50km/h .. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i did spent quite the amt of money to buy food for the ppl in camp, ppl in AES, in ops rm.. n of course the junior EOD pnr.. haha.. since i was alone.. cant share cost.. so money money.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well army life is well boring, and its nothing like wad they said in TV or another media mediums.. haha .. u meet all sort of ppl.. all sort of situations.. n can feel happy, sad n damm fuck typed one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but.. i guess u can learn quite a no. of things.. i mean i did.. since my vocation is well to do wit bombs.. haha &lt;em&gt;at the start we all tot it was cool... but in the end we seriously become very very jaded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yar i learnt lots of stuff.. of course to write it here wld b stupid.. so mayb when i do meet up wit u ppl out there.. mayb can share abit of the shit we do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which is actually not much i tink... haha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;impt but no one really cares =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of course i must say there r lots of memories in NS.. n gosh i seriously doubt i will forget them.. nor the ppl i know too.. some bad.. but mostly gd.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yar.. anyway after i finally finished the ORD stuff .. i used the car to go home.. n then fetch ed to go out.. b4 finally returning it to my dad at suntec..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;n gosh that ed ar.. asked him to look at the street directory n he kept on taking photos.. of the car n me driving.. lolz!.. funny sia.. well in case u r wondering we did find our way to suntec in the end.. lolz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;parking at suntec cp was a horrible affair.. lolz.. first was i drove into a curb..haha.. nothing much, jus the left front wheel made contact wit tat lovely curb.. haha.. basically i cock eyed.. then din see that the path is curved so i kept going straight n ended up making contact wit the curb.. of course ed wld give a more colourful story.. but well tat ed.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh later in the nite we went clubbing.. lolz.. hav not gone for quite sometime.. since my army frens all dun wan to go&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know so weird rite? army guys dun wan to go clubbing.. haha ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just kidding.. no hard feelings.. anyway so yar it was like a long time since i went clubbing.. kl din join us coz he was tired.. sad sad.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway.. we went double O where in the end hav to pay entrance fee.. zzz.. n stil got to wait.. n cw was pmsing .. n got 'nice' aussie guys toking to us... but we cant really make sense of wad they r saying.. they speak english but wit the accent.. its well abit hard to listen out.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the clubbing was fun at the start.. but towards the end was quite boring since the songs were repeating.. n the dj was quite wtf.. n oh did i mention double O can become the newest gay club in spore man.. with the amt of guys tat enter.. sheesh.. n all u see the face, can tell is NSF.. haha.. fucking alot of man.. n those few females that r around hav like male guardians.. or hav their own little charmed cirlce.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i tink double O is going downhill.. haha thnk goodness for the cheap drinks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and ed looks very very fugly when he is high.. the things he do.. lolz.. i guess only cw n i will rmber..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;great laugh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-3753218267101592528?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/3753218267101592528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=3753218267101592528&amp;isPopup=true' 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type='html'>after sending much of last nite trying to figure out how to use blogspot.. i hav finally done it&lt;br /&gt;this blog is up n i hope fully done up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. &lt;em&gt;after using blogdrive for close to 5years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say blogspot is not tat bad.. it does give me quite alot of flexi to do more things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. basically the blog lay out is the same.. all the photos r still here, the tag board is here too, the short profile of me is here too (&lt;em&gt;i need a whole web pg if i am to write my complete profile hehe..) ..&lt;/em&gt; yar they are all on the right side of the webby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the header image is well a photoshop product.. &lt;em&gt;used quite abit of effort to do the damm thing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sent like 30min trying to figure out how to convert a .psd file to .jpg file.. haha&lt;br /&gt;well hopefully next time wit newer photos i will b able to make more interesting photoshop stuff.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can see how poh get addicted to photoshop.. hha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... i guess u can say this is the first entry? lolz&lt;br /&gt;dun worry.. the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; entries r coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;now go n fill up my tag board&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398355316830772916-3892850102520896324?l=zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/feeds/3892850102520896324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398355316830772916&amp;postID=3892850102520896324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/3892850102520896324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398355316830772916/posts/default/3892850102520896324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zbtheaverageguy.blogspot.com/2008/12/right-we-r-up-n-running.html' title='right.. we r up n running'/><author><name>Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167836020834110783</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-3398355316830772916.post-2715355958033818609</id><published>2008-12-09T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:34:02.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Beginning...</title><content type='html'>welcome welcome.. &lt;em&gt;welcome!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since that stupid blogdrive seem to having some prob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hav checked.. all blogdrive webby seem to b not functioning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i seriously cannot bear not letting the world know abt me...&lt;br /&gt;so of course i got to start a new blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is still under construction... i hav nvr used blogspot b4.. so give me sometime yar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;soon.. u will all see the new ZB blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span 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