<?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-8097796</id><updated>2011-06-10T09:40:41.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheej's boxes of stuff</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097796.post-112633330075542214</id><published>2005-09-10T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:23:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this blog has been regulated to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE VAULTS OF THE PAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with specific classifications pertaining to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARCHIVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for future references, please refer to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cheej"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/cheej&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank you for your co-operation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have a nice day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112633330075542214?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112633330075542214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112633330075542214&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112633330075542214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112633330075542214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/09/last.html' title='last'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097796.post-112623315660880041</id><published>2005-09-09T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:39:53.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personality 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #eeeeee; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;66%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/accommodation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/interdependence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interdependence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/intellectual.html" target="_blank"&gt;Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/mystical.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mystical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;17%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stability&lt;/strong&gt; results were moderately high which suggests you are relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orderliness&lt;/strong&gt; results were moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraversion&lt;/strong&gt; results were moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trait snapshot:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarely irritated, positive, tough, non phobic, fearless, likes the unknown, self reliant, high self control, confident, trusting, strong instincts, prudent, optimistic, willful, likes parties, prefers a specialized career, takes charge, altruistic, strong, high self concept, adventurous, practical, thoughtful&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;koped this from hao's blog (anyone find that i kope stuff from hao's blog a lot?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but its quite amazing how these tests seem to be mostly accurate..u guys take a look and decide for urselves..personally i think its quite true, but i think im the worst judge of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112623315660880041?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112623315660880041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112623315660880041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112623315660880041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112623315660880041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/09/personality-101.html' title='personality 101'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112615610531333111</id><published>2005-09-08T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:08:25.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lists</title><content type='html'>koped this off hao's blog, who koped it off shermin's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;things you can't live without&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something important on your desk: handphone&lt;br /&gt;when you sleep, you wear: t-shirt, shorts, underwear (not necessarily in that order, but all together)&lt;br /&gt;if you could afford it at the moment, you would buy: desk, shelves, and anything that i'd like to add to my room. and oh yes, a clock.&lt;br /&gt;something you don't have a lot of: its a close contest between time and sleep&lt;br /&gt;if your house was burning and you could save only 3 items what would they be: handphone, spectacles, my box of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;morals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if there were no side effects, you would enjoy being addicted to:&lt;/em&gt; isnt addiction itself a side-effect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a time when you purposely hurt someone emotionally:&lt;/em&gt; none that i recall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a time when you accidentally hurt someone emotionally:&lt;/em&gt; its happened before..i've learnt to be more careful abt what i say, cos of my (in)famous double meanings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one person you have killed in your thoughts:&lt;/em&gt; i dont think i've been angry/hurt/emotional enough to do this. but by the same token, im sure it's happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;three traits you look for in a friend:&lt;/em&gt; trust. (i know the question said three things, but i think this is the most important, and it's inherent in lots of things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who makes you laugh most often:&lt;/em&gt; FoS, TTBB, Arts Faculty, Choir pple (not in any order, and overlaps abound)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a friend who you can tell anything:&lt;/em&gt; there're a few people who make this list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a friend you can go to for advide:&lt;/em&gt; see above answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;two closest friends:&lt;/em&gt; this is a toughie..there're a few people who make this list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the friend who uses most of your energy:&lt;/em&gt; prashanth. he talks a lot &lt;em&gt;mahh&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ego&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your 3 best qualities:&lt;/em&gt; easygoing, trustworthy, generous (im crapping here..not really sure what to put down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your 3 worst qualities:&lt;/em&gt; (according to others) i wear my heart on my sleeve. easygoing. speak too often in double entendres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;describe your Ideal&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;self:&lt;/em&gt; im afraid i dont understand this qn..but if i were to hazard a guess, well, you could think of it as fixing those 3 worst qualities then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are embarrassed when:&lt;/em&gt; im not sure really..somehow i always end up laughing it off. but i'd say when im clumsy or when i say something completely incongruous accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the greatest physical pain you ever endured:&lt;/em&gt; sec 1 ncc camp. when i was neither physically nor mentally prepared for hundreds of pushups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the greatest emotional pain you ever endured: &lt;/em&gt;suffice to say that it happens in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;moment you are most ashamed of:&lt;/em&gt; there're some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your best physical feature:&lt;/em&gt; my eyes, even though they're a little small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who/what makes you happy: &lt;/em&gt;-grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;emotions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;emotion you hide most:&lt;/em&gt; sadness or hurt. its a close contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the emotion you're feeling most lately:&lt;/em&gt; let's just say that i've been fluctuating on both ends of the spectrum, for different reasons. unrelated reasons, i can assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have a huge amount of guilt regarding:&lt;/em&gt; the negative things in the previous answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you are angry you need:&lt;/em&gt; someone to talk to, who wont mind me venting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you are sentimental you need:&lt;/em&gt; either to be alone or someone to talk to..depends on what im sentimental over, and to what extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you are in love you need:&lt;/em&gt; the person i love. (does that make sense?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one of your most peaceful memories:&lt;/em&gt; any time when im just relaxing (in every sense of the word). doesnt happen often, mind you, so im not cheating =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one of your most tragic memories:&lt;/em&gt; my primary school teacher's passing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one of your angriest memories:&lt;/em&gt; this is a tough one..i tend to forget my anger. but it happens more at home i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a memory that makes you happy: &lt;/em&gt;all the little things i know i did right. (sorry to kope your answer word for word hao, but it does fit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something someone can say or do that you find extremely attractive:&lt;/em&gt; smile. with the eyes. the kind of smile where you just connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something someone can say or do that you find unattractive:&lt;/em&gt; backstab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a personality trait you find appealing:&lt;/em&gt; there're quite a few..but to name one (and that's what the qn asks)..trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your secret passion:&lt;/em&gt; design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what you enjoy most about being in a committed relationship:&lt;/em&gt; knowing someone's there for you. (a stab in the dark here..not sure what the qn wants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;relating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you have a bf/gf if yes who?:&lt;/em&gt; yes. some of you know, and some dont. i'll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what music do you have on when you have sex, or is it the tv?: &lt;/em&gt;what kind of qn is this?? first off, never had sex. second, who has sex with the damn tv on?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;favourite song to have sex to:&lt;/em&gt; never had sex. but if i were to hazard a guess, it'd depend on the mood, wouldnt it? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;describe your perfect mate physically:&lt;/em&gt; a perfect mate shouldnt have to be described. but if u want an answer..nothing to extreme lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;describe your perfect mate's personality: &lt;/em&gt;compliment each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;favourite thing you'd like to see your perfect mate wear: &lt;/em&gt;who am i to say? she wears what she wants la..if she's not comfortable in it what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you had more time alone you would:&lt;/em&gt; sleep, read..er, isnt the point of alone time to do whatever u want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you had more patience you would:&lt;/em&gt; finished a lot of those little projects that i started on whims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you could change one thing about your physical appearance what would it be:&lt;/em&gt; my hair. i've been wanting to change it for years, but it refuses to listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you had no commitments what would you be doing:&lt;/em&gt; anything i enjoy doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you had one super power what would it be:&lt;/em&gt; to slow time. more than 24 hrs a day can be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you could start all over:&lt;/em&gt; what ever for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long list,wouldnt you say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112615610531333111?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112615610531333111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112615610531333111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112615610531333111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112615610531333111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/09/lists.html' title='lists'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112609798034604554</id><published>2005-09-07T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T20:59:40.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hol update</title><content type='html'>hey ya'll..guess i havent been in here for a few days. cant help it if there's nothing to write abt during the hols. if u look at it, all i've been doing is just sleeping, eating, reading, playing comp, surfing net, msn, (trying to) mug, not necessarily in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so lazy. but i just cant seem to find the motivation to study. every september holiday, this same thing happens. i dont get it, but some part of my mind just seems to disagree (very much) with the concept of mugging during the holidays. studying's alright (hence me reading thru lear and trying to get history case studies online) but mugging? that's just a little extreme now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of mugging, i've decided that there's a fine line between mugging and studying hard. u see, mugging to me is an individual's act of studying hard. it's exactly as its definition implies - its for the individual. muggers dont share their notes, they dont help their friends with their studies. someone who studies hard, on the other hand, is willing to help others. studying hard can occur alone or in a group. a good student is one who's willing to help others learn. a mugger isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame dewei for the above..i decided that he's not a mugger, cos although he studies hard and like mad, he's still willing (and volunteers) to help his friends if they need help in their studies. bravo dewei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i've decided i wont use the terms "mug" and "mugger" loosely anymore, since my definitions of the terms have changed. of course, my previous uses of the terms connote none of these "new" meanings here, so no offense yar? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to the subject of today's post: holiday update&lt;br /&gt;*finally eh? ok who am i trying to kid, precious few people read this insignificant stream of bytes anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hols so far..hm. saturday, monday and tuesday i had lit lecture from 9am to 1230pm. all of the lectures were on king lear. quite a killer, wouldnt u say? on the bright side, we've made good progress as a class..we've officially finished act 2! haha quite an accomplishment really, considering the rate at which we move in class. cant blame us really..we arts pple like to discuss things =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today i watched kill bill volumes 1 and 2..its a very good story, and artistically its told very well too. but its bloody, well, bloody. heh. its violent, and its vulgar. but the most interesting bit is how its violence, gore and vulgarity supports the storyline. quentin tarantino is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la..that's abt all that im gonna say now. think u guys are bored already anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112609798034604554?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112609798034604554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112609798034604554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112609798034604554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112609798034604554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/09/hol-update.html' title='hol update'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112585536770534044</id><published>2005-09-05T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T01:36:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me as a weapon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="www.endangereman.com" src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/BlackSymmetry/1125523055_nts24staff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! A Sectioned Staff! This is a cool weapon! This&lt;br /&gt;weapon suits you the best because you like to&lt;br /&gt;make people see the deadiler side of you. Let's&lt;br /&gt;say that 15 people were standing around you in&lt;br /&gt;the same room as you, and you start swinging&lt;br /&gt;this weapon around, they will be killed in less&lt;br /&gt;than 5 seconds. Yeah, it's that powerful! You&lt;br /&gt;can turn this weapon from a not-so-powerful&lt;br /&gt;walking stick into your foes worst nightmare&lt;br /&gt;just by pulling the sections of it. This weapon&lt;br /&gt;also suits you because you are very emotional&lt;br /&gt;(the staff changes its form like when your&lt;br /&gt;emotions change.) And you can be also very&lt;br /&gt;rageful. You are exactly like the weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/BlackSymmetry/quizzes/Which%20(exotic)%20weapon%20represents%20you%20the%20best?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which (exotic) weapon represents you the best? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112585536770534044?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112585536770534044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112585536770534044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112585536770534044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112585536770534044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-as-weapon.html' title='me as a weapon'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112567677019339346</id><published>2005-09-02T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T23:59:30.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugging</title><content type='html'>whee september mugging days are starting in 13mins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im planning a study plan now. for those of ya'll who dunno, cj is pretty good at the planning of such things, but notoriously bad at actually following them. i dunno why, but when it comes to mugging, i just dont seem to be able to draw up the energy, motivation and willpower to pull through. i suffered from this in the prelims and Os..kinda explains my resutls really. i tell myself that i dont want to make the same mistakes again, but just how much can i change myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to do well, not so much for myself, but more for the choir. i owe the choir a lot. if not for the choir, i wouldnt even be in this school. if not for the choir, i wouldnt have found such close friends and nj. and i wouldnt have met u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course it helps me too if i do well..but that's a given for any student, so i wont talk abt that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to my inability to keep up with my plan..&lt;br /&gt;energy: got that. usually. coffee works for the times that i dont, though im trying to wean off it.&lt;br /&gt;motivation: points to above words on choir. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;willpower: i think this is the one i lack the most, at least in academic terms. how can i change this? someone, anyone, help me! i dont think its something that's only gonna be needed now, but also in the future, and its better if i get it now than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that i cant just sit down at my table for hours on end and do work? ok, granted i get some work done, but is the time used effectively? and do i really absorb what i've just studied? im a actually focused throughout my periods of study? and am i making &lt;strong&gt;full&lt;/strong&gt; use of my time? i dont know how to answer these questions..maybe someone can help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if this entry's sounded like a desperate plea for help..i've had some of these questions running through my head at random times throughout the week now, but this is the first time that i've really consolidated all of them into something coherent. this entry's not a plea for help, but more of a realisation that i need help. and of course, a welcome to whoever decides that he/she has help to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-12 and counting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112567677019339346?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112567677019339346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112567677019339346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112567677019339346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112567677019339346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/09/mugging.html' title='mugging'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112544635791748964</id><published>2005-08-31T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T07:59:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spewing</title><content type='html'>the verdict is out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; fun when alternate ends of your body take turns in deciding to spew stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ttbb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112544635791748964?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112544635791748964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112544635791748964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112544635791748964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112544635791748964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/spewing.html' title='spewing'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112541881764116874</id><published>2005-08-31T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T00:20:17.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a lighter note..</title><content type='html'>on a lighter note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="600" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1106407609Harry.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt;. You can be a little reckless and hot-headed at times, but a more brave and courageous friend would be hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Remus Lupin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="65" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;65%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ron Weasley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hermione Granger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sirius Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ginny Weasley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="45" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Severus Snape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="45" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Albus Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="45" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Draco Malfoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lord Voldemort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="30" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;30%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=2338"&gt;Your Harry Potter Alter Ego Is...?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary thought eh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112541881764116874?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112541881764116874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112541881764116874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112541881764116874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112541881764116874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/on-lighter-note.html' title='on a lighter note..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112540935924330968</id><published>2005-08-30T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:42:39.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soul-searching</title><content type='html'>lots of soul-searching to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about choir..about ttbb..about myself..about choir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly about the choir. and my role in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112540935924330968?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112540935924330968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112540935924330968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112540935924330968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112540935924330968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/soul-searching.html' title='soul-searching'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112537377036552663</id><published>2005-08-30T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T11:49:30.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>preludes</title><content type='html'>hey guys..am typing this in the school I&amp;E hub..heh, one of the few aircon places in school where u can do anything u want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was doing a bit of thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its that time of the year again. the time of the year i like to call the september mugging days (those who've read my blog sinceits humble beginnings will know). a week of pseudo-holidays where all u really do is mug, mug and mug. or at least, try to mug. promos starting in just under 4 weeks. such joy. but no time to really hunker down and mug until the end of this week..then i gotta go all out. i dun care lor, this year must really push..didnt push hard enough for prelims and Os, this time im not gonna make the same mistake again this year. too much rests on the results of this exam. bloody exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, some of ya'll are thinking "is this cheejun? am i at the wrong blog?" heh..yes, cheej is actually advocating (cool aliteration!) mugging. i dunno if its the nj atmosphere, or that i've gotten at least some measure of prioritisation in my life, but i gotta do well. its jc life..its building up to the As. its freaking important. and if slacker cheej thinks its important..well, its got to count for something right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im faced with a little problem though..&lt;br /&gt;Lit: too much to mug..&lt;br /&gt;History: too much to mug, and dunno how to mug..not even sure if i have the necessary skills for doing the essays..&lt;br /&gt;Econs: lousy tutor. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, i only need 2 A passes and 1 a/o..assuming its lit, history and gp respectively, i should be ok. but lets not get complacent..i think i did that a little with bio, so i ended up getting b3 for Os. musnt make that mistake again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-deep thoughts on a cold, rainy day..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, september's almost here! if i can forget abt the promos, there's actually some things to look forward to..although the september mugging days are, well, mugging days, they also equal a whole week of not needing to wake up at 6.05am to go to school. not to mention certain occasion(s) that occur during september =) its horribly close to the exams, but i think im entitled to take at least 1 day off to relax right? heh..i hope so anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to digress a little..the pandan cake is the pandan cake no more! he's a vegetarian cake now. go figure :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what's happening to me..i guess u could say its the end of term and im getting tired (or is it that im tired already?) people are telling me that i look more and more tired in school these days. especially after the fiasco of a full-dress rehearsal yesterday. but as i said, im looking forward to being able to wake up late for once, to pay off at least some of my sleep debt. hopefully, i'll come out of the 1-week "break" looking and feeling somewhat human. maybe my innards will put themselves back in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that i've typed a lot. much more than my typical entries these days..i wonder why's that. perhaps its that air of finality that comes with the end of a term, and the promise of more work thereafter. its hard to say exactly what's going on inside me now, seeing as how im not too sure myself. but i hope that this..confusion (?) doesnt spill over to the people around me. people that i care abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you: sorry i didnt tell you all these..but i find that its easier (and clearer) in this case to sort things out in words..i hope u dun mind =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerio guys..lets get out of this stressful period in one piece..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112537377036552663?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112537377036552663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112537377036552663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112537377036552663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112537377036552663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/preludes.html' title='preludes'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112513893483932393</id><published>2005-08-27T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T18:35:34.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>religion</title><content type='html'>just came back from the spook show '05 by some community baptist church (cant remember the church name, and i dun have the ticket anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i had thought was just a magic show turned out to be an "illustrated sermon". it started out like any other magic show, but with a rather interesting occult theme of sorts, before ending with a sermon and asking pple to become christians. not so directly, mind u, but how i just said it takes up fewer words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta admit, it was quite an experience, sitting in a convention hall full of pple, all repeating after the pastor in prayer. very moving, very heartwarming. something i think acs has tried to do for years on end but never succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but personally its gotten a little more confusing for me. not completely literally of course, im not confused in the most specific sense of the word, but after being influenced by 3 religions, im not sure at all. i know ultimately its a choice. but have i made that choice subconsciously? how do i know if i've made that choice? and how do i know what choice i've made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions that i've been grappling with since sec 1, and as u can see i still havent found an answer to any of them..about the only clear cut thing is that i believe in God. beyond that, im lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost sheep? maybe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112513893483932393?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112513893483932393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112513893483932393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112513893483932393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112513893483932393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/religion.html' title='religion'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112496609446459575</id><published>2005-08-25T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T18:34:54.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cyborgname.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Cybernetic Humanoid Engineered for Efficient Judo and Ultimate Nullification" src="http://www.cyborgname.com/webimages/handyvac-CHEEJUN.png" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 word: HAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think im done now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-giggles-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112496609446459575?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112496609446459575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112496609446459575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112496609446459575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112496609446459575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112481061611178985</id><published>2005-08-23T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:23:36.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>what's wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some strange reason, i find myself getting more and more tired each day. it doesnt help that i wake up almost every morning feeling like my innards have all been rearranged overnight. doesnt help that my throat suddenly got much worse today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky i have someone to turn to, someone to talk to, someone to vent to, someone to hug, someone with i can just be me. thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sleep soon..think i need it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yawns-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112481061611178985?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112481061611178985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112481061611178985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112481061611178985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112481061611178985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112455186764657622</id><published>2005-08-20T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T23:31:07.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colours</title><content type='html'>njc colours ceremony yesterday..would've blogged abt it yesterday itself, but was too tired to come online, heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, i will refrain from commenting on the organising of the whole thing. suffice to say they made poor cheryl stay back until past 11. on hindsight i shldve stayed back. next time its my turn. i insist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lighter side of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir and ttbb performed! haha we did pretty well i think..everything pretty much flowed, tho i almost ended up singing the bass part for cantemus cos i slipped up. heh. ttbb did well too! we were focused, and we came in on pitch! learnt quite a bit from this performance..one of the lessons even involved me personally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: always make sure the mic is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, when i took the mic from louis, i accidentally (though i didnt realise it at that time) turned it off. so none of my VP (except the crash cymbals) came through. how glorifying..can imagine pple in the hall seeing me hold the mic differently but hearing none of the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sheepish grin-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112455186764657622?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112455186764657622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112455186764657622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112455186764657622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112455186764657622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/colours.html' title='colours'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112437113179557134</id><published>2005-08-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T21:48:11.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAH</title><content type='html'>so im supposed to keep my trap shut just to keep out of everyone's hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should, to quote her, "shut up", jus cos she wasnt talking to me? when what i said was probably better for everyone in the long run? keeps things cordial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather she be angry with me than to have a perpetually hostile situation in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even then, this sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to be reminded why i like to stay out of the house..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112437113179557134?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112437113179557134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112437113179557134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112437113179557134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112437113179557134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/grah.html' title='GRAH'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112402828404179730</id><published>2005-08-14T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T22:04:44.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me=jean grey??</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="600" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1121831144Jean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Jean Grey&lt;/b&gt;. Jean Grey is likely the most powerful X-Man. She loves Cyclops very much but she has a soft spot for Wolverine. She's psychic so she can sense how others are feeling and tries to help them. She also has to control her amazing powers or the malevolent Phoenix entity could take control of her and wreak havok. Powers: Telekinetic, Telepathic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Jean Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="70" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;70%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Gambit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="65" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;65%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cyclops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Emma Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Iceman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nightcrawler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="55" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="45" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/mejean-grey.html' title='me=jean grey??'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8097796.post-112385694410467904</id><published>2005-08-12T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T22:29:04.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whale sex &amp; other matters</title><content type='html'>on the random front..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let be know henceforth that whales have sex just like any other mammals. with the exception of doing it &lt;em&gt;well&lt;/em&gt; in water, that is. the swim, the get close to each other, and they perform the rituals of &lt;em&gt;lurve&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common (mis)conception of whale sex:&lt;br /&gt;male whale flushes sperm into water.&lt;br /&gt;female whale swims thru sperm cloud, hoping that something happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain someone asked, "how does the whale swim backward to get the sperm into the right hole?", to which i stupidly replied, "how do u know the right hole is at the tail end of the whale?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u can see, whale sex is not one of my strong points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the not-so-random front..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really beginning to dislike the administration in school. note that i said &lt;em&gt;administration in school&lt;/em&gt; and not &lt;em&gt;school administration&lt;/em&gt;. i cant help it, but the way everything in school seems to happen without advance notice is seriously getting on my nerves. for the past few weeks, we have about half the choir in attendance on wednesdays, and its nobody's fault. u see, everyone who is absent has a valid excuse. and the thing is, 90% of all these excuses have to do with last minute arrangements by some administration somewhere in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing about all this is that i cant do anything about it. the reasons are valid, and they override choir. so today we tried to work our schedules around the problem. a problem that shouldnt have been there in the first place. cant do anything but wait and see now..am hoping that in future i'll have to go thru fewer of "stress-days" such as today. cos if "stress-days" such as today occur on a regular basis, i'm gonna end the year with a headful of white hair. not something i want..i have enough white hair as it is already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh i dont think i have any right to vent like this though..im not the only one going thru stress now, and im absolutely certain that im not the most stressed out. jia you to everyone in the choir comm! the road looks set to be tough and bumpy, but we'll pull thru =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la..enuf crap for one night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112385694410467904?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112385694410467904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112385694410467904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112385694410467904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112385694410467904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/whale-sex-other-matters.html' title='whale sex &amp; other matters'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112368925237778844</id><published>2005-08-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:54:12.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PW Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;creativity with a format&lt;/strong&gt;. quite fitting really, once u realise that its pw that im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forced creativity. that's what pw is. on one hand, they tell u to be as creative as u can in thinking up projects. on the other hand, there's a catch: the projects u think up must fit into 1 of 2 project tasks. &lt;strong&gt;creativity with a focus&lt;/strong&gt;. how ironic. &lt;strong&gt;brainstorming with the end in mind&lt;/strong&gt;. personally, i find it self-defeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me back to my first point: &lt;strong&gt;creativity with a format&lt;/strong&gt;. there isnt a more succint way to express it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pw tutors say to students:&lt;br /&gt;let loose all your creative juices! u can think of any project u want! brainstorm! the possibilities are limitless! but do keep in mind that u have to hand in your PI by so-and-so-date, your GPP by so-and-so-date, your group file by so-and-so-date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creativity, not just with a format, but with a bloody time-frame too&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at it this way:&lt;br /&gt;how is it possible to be truly creative, to truly brainstorm and think of any project you like, no matter how radical or provocative or stupid, if u have deadlines and formats and grades breathing down your neck? the moe calls it holistic education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call it a farce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a damn reason why no one likes pw. and the reason is pw itself, and everything that it stands for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112368925237778844?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112368925237778844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112368925237778844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112368925237778844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112368925237778844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/pw-rant.html' title='PW Rant'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112360539937775245</id><published>2005-08-10T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T00:42:21.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more tests!</title><content type='html'>~*~Result nr 1~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/P/PainfulBliss/1117239037_Power_Clairvoyance.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your power is:&lt;/b&gt; Clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Explanation:&lt;/b&gt; Your power is that you can&lt;br /&gt;look into the future and see what is coming.&lt;br /&gt;How far and long you can look is all depending&lt;br /&gt;on your skill level. This can, as all powers,&lt;br /&gt;be used in both evil and good. Even if it may&lt;br /&gt;seem like a boring ability it is a huge&lt;br /&gt;responsibility for the carrier, becase they are&lt;br /&gt;constantly tempted with doing the wrongs deeds&lt;br /&gt;(e.g. cheat on a test). It takes high morals to&lt;br /&gt;not be brought down with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefor you fit with this power quite well.&lt;br /&gt;You take responsibility and do what is the&lt;br /&gt;right thing to do. This does not make you a&lt;br /&gt;saint, since you're only human after all. But&lt;br /&gt;it makes a trustworthy person and you are loyal&lt;br /&gt;to camrades and/or team mates. In school you&lt;br /&gt;were probably a good student. If you were&lt;br /&gt;social varies from person to person, but most&lt;br /&gt;clairvoyant people tend to prefer their own&lt;br /&gt;company or that of close friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;That is because you are wise and knows how to&lt;br /&gt;treasure the reliable in your life, since you&lt;br /&gt;know popularity can be a false element. You are&lt;br /&gt;also not that big on taking risks and prefer&lt;br /&gt;what is already explored. That is because you&lt;br /&gt;don't like suprises, they can turn out bad and&lt;br /&gt;then you won't be in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negative aspects:&lt;/b&gt; Since you're always&lt;br /&gt;doing the right thing and being trustworthy all&lt;br /&gt;the time you can become frustrated. Also, all&lt;br /&gt;that you carry on your shoulders may stress you&lt;br /&gt;out. You need to relax to be in good mental&lt;br /&gt;shape. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Power%20is%20Compatible%20With%20You?"&gt;What Power is Compatible With You? [beautiful anime pictures + 12 detailed results]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8c1e114)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/prettyinblack489/1123378654_Ctruepunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True punk. You rock. You realize that it's not what&lt;br /&gt;music you listen to, or what clothes you wear,&lt;br /&gt;it's your attitude. You my friend, truly don't&lt;br /&gt;give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;It's people like you who made punk what it was.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you kick ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/prettyinblack489/quizzes/Are%20You%20A%20True%20Punk%20Or%20A%20True%20Poseur?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Are You A True Punk Or A True Poseur? (Updated, better than the 1st for all of you hate mail senders)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#b6b6c2;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Outrageous Name Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d7d6de"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/outrageousnamegenerator/shocked.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hugh Jass&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/outrageousnamegenerator/"&gt;Outrageous Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Summer Ride is a Jeep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/jeep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, summer is all about having no responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to hang with old friends - and make some new ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/"&gt;What's Your Summer Ride?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112360539937775245?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112360539937775245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112360539937775245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112360539937775245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112360539937775245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/more-tests.html' title='more tests!'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112351804655482073</id><published>2005-08-09T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T00:43:08.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn comp</title><content type='html'>heyy pple..haha would have updated yesterday, but my lousy comp died on me again. i've reformatted the lousy thing 5 times in the last 2 months..everytime it dies, i have to waste time fixing it cos no one else in the house can be bothered to. and when i take my time with it, pple complain cos they have no comp to use. bloody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but enough of all that. yesterday was a happy day! haha went to watch charlie and the chocolate factory..can u believe that i've never read the book before? im such a deprived kid..shall go borrow it, wahaha. still, the show was good..very typical of dahl, in the sense that it appealed to kids while still touching on adult themes. i loved the way the show dealth with willy wonka's background..seemed quite ingenious and, somehow, real to me. shant say anything abt whether it stayed true to the book though..im in no position to judge that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;bighappygrin&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, went for xiangting's recital in the evening! haha great job xiang! sad to say, few of the other students were comparable to u..u rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la..that's abt all now..sleepy liao..zzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112351804655482073?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112351804655482073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112351804655482073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112351804655482073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112351804655482073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/damn-comp.html' title='damn comp'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112333584333766796</id><published>2005-08-06T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T21:44:03.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ttbb @ ucc</title><content type='html'>whee! ttbb performed at the ucc today..had a great time, good exposure..if nothing else we learnt that we need to work on singing to noisy audiences, haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha first off, good job to ttbb! haha even though we had a few moments when we were off etc, we pulled thru and i think we learnt quite a lot today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE TO TTBB: WE NEED MIC PRAC. A LOT OF IT. A SHITLOAD OF IT. EVEN PSEUDO-MIC PRAC WILL HELP SOME WHEN IT COMES TO ACTUAL PERFORMANCES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**forgive the caps pls, but im reminding myself too, haha**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;offhand that's all im writing now..having a sort of a mental block right now..bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112333584333766796?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112333584333766796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112333584333766796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112333584333766796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112333584333766796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/ttbb-ucc.html' title='ttbb @ ucc'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112316995343977181</id><published>2005-08-04T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:39:13.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ttbb webbie</title><content type='html'>hey everyone! go visit the TTBB webbie &lt;a href="http://thetenorbassbrothers.bravehost.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha talk abt shameless plugging huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~cheerio~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112316995343977181?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112316995343977181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112316995343977181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112316995343977181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112316995343977181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/ttbb-webbie.html' title='ttbb webbie'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112290923613615765</id><published>2005-08-01T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:13:56.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random quiz</title><content type='html'>here's a random quiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Fire" src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nekokittychi/1075171550_uizzesFire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your element is Fire: Strong, hot tempered,&lt;br /&gt;powerful, and passionate. Well now lets see,&lt;br /&gt;being fire you are quite strong and powerful,&lt;br /&gt;people look up to you greatly and often seek&lt;br /&gt;your protection. You have the ability to gain&lt;br /&gt;many friends and you are always one people can&lt;br /&gt;count on to do what you say you will do. You&lt;br /&gt;are extremely loyal be it friends or family&lt;br /&gt;you'll stick up for them and you are never&lt;br /&gt;willing to put them in a position that could&lt;br /&gt;hurt them. You know what roll you play in life,&lt;br /&gt;leader, and you intend to let people know it.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is capable of leadership but you&lt;br /&gt;certainly have the willpower and flare to do&lt;br /&gt;it. You have quite a temper if it shows itself,&lt;br /&gt;one that can often lead you into trouble. Once&lt;br /&gt;your mind is made up there is no changing it&lt;br /&gt;but no one said that was a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/nekokittychi/quizzes/.:-What%20is%20your%20true%20element?-:."&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;.:-What is your true element?-:. -With Anime Pictures and detailed answers-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this really me? i for one find it quite interesting how certain online "tests" can be so accurate in matching one's self-assesment of onseself. yet, can it be really true? after all, there's still the question of whether one's perception of self is the true perception of one's self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep thoughts at the end of a long day, somehow linked intricately with the tradition of blog-quizzes. thanks to HG for bringing it up on his blog though, however indirectly..its quite a prudent thing to think abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~waves~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112290923613615765?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112290923613615765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112290923613615765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112290923613615765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112290923613615765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/08/random-quiz.html' title='random quiz'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112274155579479753</id><published>2005-07-31T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T00:39:15.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>went back to acs for acdc's drama night..a play called "the birds"..dont think it was well done, dont think it was worth $20..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offense to the current acdc members, but a political satire shoudlnt be turned into a pseudo musical extravaganza, complete with colourful feathered costumes. it insults the play, and it insults the thought-provoking process that the play is supposed to induce. not the first time the acs fun-loving spirit has backfired, but definitely one of the more adverse cases i've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im not exactly qualified to criticise the acdc, but as a strictly neutral party i cant help but feel that the play could have been performed in a more satisfactory fashion. breaking into (rather bad) dance and song every few minutes does not cause the audience to contemplate the finer issues that the play intends to put across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing that the play definitely did though, was get me to think abt how ac has changed since i left it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kind of humour put up in the play, though largely inappropriate, made me realise that humour in acs has changed since i'd graduated. instead of the slapstick that characterised my year, i found randomness and pointlessness. while changing popular song lyrics in order to fit them into the play might be considered clever by some, i find it rather passe and, truth be told, a desperate attempt to force the show to be entertaining to acsians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, ac humour hasnt changed &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; much. most of the audience still go for slapstick. which meant that there wasnt much audience appreciation through the course of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jeremy crashed the ncc-sea room! haha..that's what happens when u forget to lock ur windows..jeremy climbed in, he being the smaller of us both, and unlocked the door so i might walk in too. we went thru all the different cupboards, looked at all the different badges and awards, and generally were nostalgic abt our years spent in the unit. even did a little arms drill..really miss that, despite how much i complained abt it when i did it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wrote on the whiteboard too! a little note from 2 seniors who happened to be bored enough to come poking around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jo0 i5 pW\3d 3y 53\10r5!! ph34r!               MSG Jeremy Khoo, SSG Cheong Chee Jun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~cackles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112274155579479753?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112274155579479753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112274155579479753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112274155579479753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112274155579479753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/07/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112265329709520945</id><published>2005-07-30T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T00:08:17.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>njchoir + njco</title><content type='html'>hey everyone..just a short one now, its late, and i really need to catch up on sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to njco's concert! haha i never knew chinese music could be so beautiful and emotive..i think it has to do with the fact that ac doesnt have a chinese orchestra, so i've been deprived for some years now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the songs where the choir sang with the orchestra were just beautiful! could literaly feel my skin prickling and hairs standing when everything just fell together so perfectly! good job girls! especially the soloists cherie, cheryl and lee min! ya'll managed to adapt and fit the song so wonderfully well! (that's a compliment btw, haha..must clarify, no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that's all for now..gotta sleep..kowtowing to my comp liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~nitez~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112265329709520945?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112265329709520945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112265329709520945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112265329709520945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112265329709520945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/07/njchoir-njco.html' title='njchoir + njco'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112255915683993820</id><published>2005-07-28T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T21:59:16.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;today is offically a crazy day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? a number of reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) i have hit the double-digit record for chinese!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) i have a new hangout in school: the I&amp;E hub!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only disadvantage though is that its got glass walls..makes me feel like an animal in the zoo sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) i went crazy wif arts pple!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha was with hao, sophia, charmaine and eud were stoning if me in the I&amp;E from 250pm to 6pm (cheng wei was there too, but he's very technically a science student although we all agree that its arts balls that he has). anyway we were doing all sorts of random online quizzes, the results of some u can see in the entry just before this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we left school at abt 6, and i bought ribena on the way down to the bus stop. sophia was thirsty, so she koped a few mouthfuls. when i had drank down to the last mouthful in the cup, i tore the cover off. i was abt to gulp it down when i saw a dead bee floating in the last precious mouthful of my ribena. i then gaped at my cup, before starting to laugh rather uncontrollably. -remembers last experience with bee-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophia then saw the bee..and that's when the mayhem began, haha. poor sophia began going crazy abt her "weak stomach", and kept insisting that she was going to shit and shit and shit when she got home. -matter of fact tone- diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophia's reasons for prospective diarrhoea:&lt;br /&gt;1) bees are dirty cos they dont bathe&lt;br /&gt;2) rain doesnt count as an insect bath, as rain is made of evaporated pee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, based on the aforementioned 2 reasons, sophia was going to have a diarrhoea attack cos a dirty bee was floating in her(my) ribena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that randomness that is the njc arts faculty!! wahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later if i can think of things to blog abt..&lt;br /&gt;~ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112255915683993820?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112255915683993820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112255915683993820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112255915683993820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112255915683993820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/07/crazy-day.html' title='crazy day'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112253368941364765</id><published>2005-07-28T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T17:34:34.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tests</title><content type='html'>ponning chinese for this, wahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#d4e1ff"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Extroversion Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dbe2fe"&gt;Friendliness: Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e2e4fd"&gt;Assertiveness: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eae5fc"&gt;Cheerfulness: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1e6fb"&gt;Activity Level: Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8e8fa"&gt;Sociability: Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe9f9"&gt;Excitement Seeking: Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howextrovertedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Extroverted Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="200" align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFD391"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCE93"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC995"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC498"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBF9A"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB99C"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB49E"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFAFA1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFAAA3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 11%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA5A5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will die with your hand down your underwear, watching Star Trek.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DABB99" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Frappacino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAD3B8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/coffeequiz/frappacino.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are: fun loving, sweet, and modern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: childish and over indulgent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: you're craving something sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/coffeequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CE7FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Virgo Drinking Style&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#96FCB0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/alcohoroscopes/alcohol.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Hey brainiac, you are compelled to impose order onto your bender.&lt;br /&gt;Your famously fussy quest for purity could lead to drinking less than other signs, sure...&lt;br /&gt;But it could also lead to drinking booze neatly (like sucking down organic wine or having extreme brand loyalty).&lt;br /&gt;You rarely get fully shellacked -- but, oh, when you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo's controlled by the intellect, but there's an unbridled beast lurking within, and they let it loose when walloped. It's dead sexy (and surprisingly unsloppy). As one Virgo friend used to declare, "I'm going to drink myself into a low level of intelligence tonight." A toast to the subgenius IQ!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CE7FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Signature Cocktails&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FEB1C3"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Many Virgos prefer clear, simple, untreacly drinks like vodka tonic or a real margarita, though you can be found drinking anything from unflinchingly downing Cuervo straight to smirkingly ordering a dirty virgin. You also tend to like bitter, low-alk guzzles like Campari and soda. However, you rarely change your signature drink once you've found it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CE7FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Celebrity Drinking Buddies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FEFE8A"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Cameron Diaz, Hugh Grant, Keanu Reeves, Nicole Richie, Bill Murray, Jada Pinkett Smith, Adam Sandler, and Ricki Lake.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/alcohoroscope/"&gt;What's Your Alcohoroscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You May Be a Bit Histrionic ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/disorder/miss-piggy.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic and over the top, you crave attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll do anything it takes to get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to be seductive, even when it's inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're ignored, you're easily hurt ... and act out even more!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/personalitydisorderquiz/"&gt;What Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Charmer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/charmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement.&lt;br /&gt;You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.&lt;br /&gt;By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.&lt;br /&gt;And then you've got them exactly where you want them!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number Is 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  4  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most trustworthy, practical, and down-to-earth of individuals; the cornerstone members of society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal of your life path is learning to take orders and to carry them out with dedication and perseverance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always demand as much from yourself as you do from others, and sometimes a lot more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the kind of will power that is often mistaken for sheer stubbornness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a decision is made, it will be followed through to the conclusion, right, wrong, or indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very set in your ways and determined to handle things the way you are so certain that they should be handled. Your tenacity of purpose and ability to get the job done borders on obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent organizer and planner because of your innate ability to view things in a very common sense and practical way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a wonderful manager with a great sense of how to get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and devoted, you make the best of your relationships, and you are a dependable business partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends may be few in number, but you are very close to them and once friendships are made, they often last a lifetime. The number 4 is solidly associated with the element of earth from which it gains it strength and utter sense of reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one of the most dependable people you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If patience and determination can ever win, you are sure to achieve great success in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The negative side of the 4 can prove dogmatic to an excess, narrow-minded, and repressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of superficial people turn you off, and you lack the tact to keep your feelings from being totally clear to all around. Additionally, the negative 4 has a bad tendency to get too caught up in the daily routine of affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not careful, you'll often miss the big picture and major opportunities that come along once in a while.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/lifepathnumber/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112253368941364765?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112253368941364765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112253368941364765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112253368941364765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112253368941364765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/07/tests.html' title='tests'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112247875265325897</id><published>2005-07-27T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T23:39:12.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>THIS IS A RANDOM BLOG ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOW DOWN TO THE RANDOM BLOG ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo0 i5 b33\ p\/\/n3d!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112247875265325897?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112247875265325897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112247875265325897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112247875265325897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112247875265325897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/07/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112221630472376791</id><published>2005-07-24T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:45:04.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>its been a long and tiring, but fulfilling week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much had to be done..rehearsals practically everyday..late days on those when i didnt have rehearsals..a whole week of tiring activity. everything was in preparation for minister ng eng hen's farewell dinner today, and i think we did good..performance wasnt bad, quite a rousing opening item, we were. TTBB performed too! haha we've come far since coming together for talentime '05..now that we've even performed for a minister, it feels like we've hit another level altogether! happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt easy getting there though..its been a difficult week in terms of choir..attendance issues, clashing events, screwed up song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness for that bright spark of happiness! dont think i've told u, but u kept me going -bighappygrin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired to type any more now..gonna sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ZzZz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112221630472376791?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112221630472376791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-bighappygrin-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff' said..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112168446689602785?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112168446689602785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112168446689602785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112168446689602785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112168446689602785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112144506399842063</id><published>2005-07-16T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:31:04.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seniors' Farewell 2005</title><content type='html'>whee..seniors' farewell today..ups and downs for everyone..thankfully, it wasnt a sad sad everyone cries kinda farewell..we all know that although we're saying goodbye to them, u can never realli erase them from memories..(am i making sense??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, it all went smoothly today..good good good! although we admittedly ended behind time and our precariously planned schedule was kinda shuffled around thru the course of the whole evening, we accomplished all that we had set out to do, and more. i think that after tonight, nj choir is even closer than before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, everything went well..the food, the gifts, the proceedings, the speeches, the items and performances..even me singing sop for lion sleeps tonight..it went so well..even with the stress and all the running abt, i think we did real good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the comm: i know its been difficult, organising and meeting and scheduling and all that jazz..its been stressful and tiring, especially thru the course of this week, but despite disagreements and minor arguments, we pulled thru. i think we grew from this experience, the first event that we planned as a comm..we learned more abt each other, we learned more abt how each of us tick. hopefully that'll put us in good stead for the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the seniors: u guys have seriously been great! 7 months is a short time to bond in, but all of u have been so welcoming, so generous with ur smiles, so open with us juniors that it wasnt difficult to fit in at all, even when i came in earlier than anyone else. it just goes to show what great pple u guys are, and how much u deserve all the accolades that the teachers and ur peers have showered on u guys. although we juniors may never know the full extent of what u guys had been through, i for one can say for sure that it cant have been all smooth sailing. but looking at who u are now, who u are as people, as friends..wow is all i can say! u guys leave a proud legacy for us juniors to follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..typing blog entries at 1230am is not conducive to my mental well-being..in any case, i think i've covered just abt all that i want to say..well, just abt all that i can remember offhand anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112144506399842063?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112144506399842063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112144506399842063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112144506399842063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112144506399842063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/07/seniors-farewell-2005.html' title='Seniors&apos; Farewell 2005'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112032186035587918</id><published>2005-07-03T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T00:31:00.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stripped</title><content type='html'>i got stripped today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i know how it sounds *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, i went back to ac to disturb the choir today..with disturb being used in good fun of course. then, as is usually the practise when it comes to the highest ranking senior who comes back to visit, i got cornered and promptly stripped in the keyboard lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this: 3 guys to each of my limbs, while 3 others working away at pulling my clothes off. such is the tradition in acs(i). they made off with my shoes, and my pants were to my knees by the time they decided to stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i miss the good old days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i miss acs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112032186035587918?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112032186035587918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112032186035587918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112032186035587918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112032186035587918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/07/stripped.html' title='stripped'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-112005124632486322</id><published>2005-06-29T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T21:20:46.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singularity</title><content type='html'>hey everyone..for those of u who dont already know, im single again..me and eud broke up last week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of u who're wondering why i didnt post abt this earlier, i guess its cos i needed some time to think abt things, to decide things, to work things out with myself..suffice to say, im ok now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, me and eud are still the best of friends yar? explains why u (if u do) see us around in sch, seemingly as if nothing has happened. for the record, this isnt one of those soap-opera breakups which end in hate, hate and more hate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i guess this is a little informal announcement of mine..cos pple have been giving me these huge looks of surprise and all when they find out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-112005124632486322?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/112005124632486322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=112005124632486322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112005124632486322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/112005124632486322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/06/singularity.html' title='singularity'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-111932878481376156</id><published>2005-06-21T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T12:39:44.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hols</title><content type='html'>holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want more holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enuf of eud ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enuf fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enuf slack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enuf going out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enuf dota..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enuf time to mugg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now running out of time to do up my room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are just too short for their (our?) own good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE NEED MORE HOLIDAYS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-111932878481376156?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/111932878481376156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=111932878481376156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111932878481376156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111932878481376156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/06/hols.html' title='hols'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-111703710330423748</id><published>2005-05-26T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:05:03.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH</title><content type='html'>and they bloody wonder why i want to stay out of the damn house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARGH&lt;/em&gt;&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/8097796-111703710330423748?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/111703710330423748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=111703710330423748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111703710330423748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111703710330423748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/05/argh.html' title='ARGH'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-111571126488583603</id><published>2005-05-10T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T15:47:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Updates</title><content type='html'>LATE UPDATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everyone..realised i havent been in here for quite some time..its been getting more and more difficult to get time for myself lately..work's piling up, and i'm currently quite behind in work. not as behind in sec 3 though (2 and a half terms behind), so i guess i havent sunk to any real lows yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, some important points in my life..not in any order, although the first item is definitely important ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) NJChoir has achieved a GOLD for SYF 2005! all the hard work in the past 4++ months has paid off for us (J1s anyway..J2s started earlier, so more kudos to u!) it hasnt been an easy journey, but we've pulled through and come out closer and stronger than we were before. real friendships and bonds are forged during difficult times, and i cant think of a more fitting example than SYF..although we didnt get a GwH, i still think that we did the best we could. that, to me, is the most important of all. we can look back without regrets and appreciate both the ups and downs. cheerio choir, on a job well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My TFT disc has been confisticated by my dad cos of my bro's mid years..that means no DotA for the next couple of weeks at least. me sad..can anyone burn a copy of the disc for me? i already have a cd-key, so that aint a problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I attended a wake on sunday night..wanted to be there for a friend..he's going thru a hard time now. to that friend: FoS is here for you ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) STAR WARS -- MAY 19!! (nuff' said..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that just abt covers my life since the last time i blogged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later if i feel like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-111571126488583603?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/111571126488583603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=111571126488583603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111571126488583603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111571126488583603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/05/late-updates.html' title='Late Updates'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-111486594407484334</id><published>2005-04-30T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:10:42.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>PERSONALITY TEST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraversion  50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stability  60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orderliness  30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empathy  70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interdependence  70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual  30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystical  23%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistic  70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religious  10%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hedonism  16%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materialism  36%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narcissism  43%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventurousness  23%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work ethic  30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self absorbed  43%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflict seeking  36%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to dominate  30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic  50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoidant  10%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-authority  16%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wealth  50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dependency  50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change averse  56%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cautiousness  50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Individuality  43%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexuality  70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter pan complex  50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical security  83%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food indulgent  70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histrionic  16%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia  23%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanity  36%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypersensitivity  30%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female cliche  16%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stability results were moderately high which suggests you are relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orderliness results were low which suggests you are overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense too often of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraversion results were medium which suggests you are moderately talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trait snapshot:&lt;br /&gt;messy, disorganized, not rule conscious, rebellious, rash, weird, ambivalent about chaos, likes bizarre things, anti-authority, not good at saving money, not a perfectionist, leaves many things unfinished, low self control, strange, desires more attention, romantic daydreamer, abstract, impractical, unproductive, leisurely, likes the unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--=--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this realli me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-111486594407484334?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/111486594407484334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=111486594407484334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111486594407484334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111486594407484334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/04/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-111407204682367018</id><published>2005-04-21T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T16:27:26.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Frenzy</title><content type='html'>i open the door to the realm that is this blog. the hinges creak, unused as they are. having been away for so long, there's a thick layer of dust over much of the room's contents. only the terrapin tank, in a corner, has any signs of recent usage at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i open the closet and get out my cleaning-kit. brooms, featherdusters, jif/gif..u name it, i got it. in this dimension, i make the choices. heaving a sigh, i get down to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--=--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everyone, i realise i havent been in here in ages, but that's through no fault of my own. its been hard to get any inspiration, let alone time, to update and blog about my life. which, has been hectic, kinda crazy, and very roller-coaster-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, i realli should get down to business, shouldnt i? im in school now, in what we call bytz, a comp lab for students. its open to everyone, and i realli like the concept. sure beat the library back at acs, where we had to endure agnes and company's nagging..anyway, as i was saying, the concept rocks. the only problem is that maybe a third of the comps dont work..small problem though: i've more or less acquainted myself with which comps are working and which are not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahoo pool is fun. wink wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been coming in too..as of now (as in, right now), i have completed 1 of the 2 1000-word essays which were due the week before, and have yet to even begin writing both 1000-word essays which are due next week. i realli should add now that these essays im referring too are merely for history. 1 subject. im not even mentioning econs, lit and gp. kinda tells u how far im behind doesnt u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* *not getting enough sleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir's been gearing up too..syf is on the 4th of may, a mere 13 days away, by my reckoning. the whole choir is finally beginning to support its weight: everyone's finally giving the effort that they can. everyone's focused on 1 goal now: GOLD WITH HONOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that said, it hasnt been, and it isnt going to be, easy. frequency of practises has gone up, not to mention the hours spent at practise. dont get me wrong, i love singing, but i do admit that there are times where i wish i had more time to spend on myself and with loved ones. moreover, syf has been adding to schoolwork stress too. more time spent at choir equals less time for work/me/loved ones/fun/etc etc. then again, who am i to say anything? the J2s are, quite literally, going crazy. our president, bless her, looks tireder every time i see her in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note: J2s JIA YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i know, acs pple, what in goodness's name is chee jun doing, using hanyu pinyin in a blog entry?!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, syf on 4th may. reporting time: 0845hrs. which, for those too tired to calculate, that we have to report to school at 0630hrs. which means that i have to wake up at around 0515hrs. i gotta admit though, its quite a refreshing change..if acs choir had worked this hard for syf 2003, i have no doubt that we would have done much, much, much better. other factors got in the way though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2003-2004 ac choir exco, u guys know what i mean*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, im going to watch the sound of music with eud tonight. $70.00 after school subsidy. despite being grateful for the break, i have a thought running through my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'D BETTER BE GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--=--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is with a satisfied smile on my face that i return my cleaning-kit to my closet. can you honestly blame me? not only have i dusted everything, i've even added a beautiful new scheduler to my desk! (incidentally, my desk has somehow gotten a little bigger to accommodate it. the wonders of being able to make my own decisions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shut the lights and turn to the door. closing it softly behind me, i lock it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk away, hoping against hope that i'll be back soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant blame me if i miss the stuff in there *heh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-111407204682367018?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/111407204682367018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=111407204682367018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111407204682367018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111407204682367018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/04/cleaning-frenzy.html' title='Cleaning Frenzy'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-111141067090905698</id><published>2005-03-21T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T21:11:10.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donovan &amp; Cheeky</title><content type='html'>hey guys..i know, i havent been in here for a while..the little circuit boards that house my blog are kinda collecting dust at blogspot-central, where-ever that may be. still, i have returned! t3h r0xx0rz! *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this entry is titled "donavan &amp; cheeky". i know, you pple cant see the titles of my entries (why do u think im typing it here??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school today was damn boring lah. J2s were having common tests, so i had like a whole day's worth of free periods. not that we didnt expect it, so wei jie brought his laptop and we wasted time watching bleach. not a bad anime, am thinking of downloading it..the only problem is that i use a family comp, so i cant do stuff like overnight downloads. anyway, enough digressing. im sure u pple are quite confused as to why the entry's titled "donovan &amp; cheeky".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys know the new CNB advert? the one that goes "wo men bai tian shi &lt;em&gt;student&lt;/em&gt;, wan shang shi &lt;em&gt;brothers.." &lt;/em&gt;anyway, we found 2 terrapins in the student lounge today lah..after some investigation, we found out that both had been in the lounge for a week, and as such, hadnt been fed or had their water changed for the asforementioned duration. so u can imagine this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a group of us walk into the student lounge, looking for a power point to plug the laptop to so that we can continue our rather pointless bleach spree. eud notices a tupperware container on the table, with rather sodden and, i must confess, mouldy contents. she opens it and finds 2 terrapins swimming in their own shit. they had a rock to rest on too, truth be told, but i dont think it was very comfortable..they rather preferred the shit-logged water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, eud took charge of the poor reptiles. deciding to change the water, she was insisting that i go with her to change the water of the poor things so that they could at least stop swimming in their own shit. that was until i pointed out that i couldnt follow her into the girls' toilet, for rather obvious reasons. so, pei went with her to the toilet, and they changed the water for the terrapins. if im not wrong, they bathed the terrapins too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we asked the councillors if they knew who the terrapins belonged to. turns out that they were used for some IP project, and when they had outlived their usefulness, they were tossed around by their tails and left in the lounge for the entire march holidays. apparently, the guy who bought them had decided that he wanted to "throw them away".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so eud took them home. me, wei jie, wei zhi and her went to cold storage gourmet at guthrie house to buy turtle food for the starving amphibians, before settling down in coffee bean to satisfy the terrapins' hunger and our thirst. so, u can imagine 3 guys and a girl, huddling around a table in coffee bean, trying to get 2 rather weak terrapins to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stronger one was named donovan, the weaker one, cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, donovan rushed to the food and ate. cheeky just sat on the rock, as it had done for the past 3 hours, and stared at his food. of course, after donovan had downed 3 courses of turtle pellets (which translates to 3 pellets of turtle food) and cheeky had eaten none, we realised that the poor thing was dead. yes, it took us like 3 hours to realise that the poor thing had reached the end of its tether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we flushed it down the toilet. honestly, we wanted to bury it, but we couldnt find anywhere to (we were at guthrie house, and parents would have freaked if a dead terrapinw as brought home). so we pursued the next best alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture this in your mind: 3 guys, crammed into a cubicle in the toilet (cubicle door left open btw) and staring at the cascading waters of a full flush. i dont want to know what would have happened if someone had walked in on us. we'd probably be kicked out and banned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's the sad story of cheeky. donovan however, lived, and happily accompanied eud home. he's rather smart for a terrapin..everytime the bus driver braked, for example, he would brace himself against the bottom of the tupperware container (that he was in) to prevent himself from sliding around. really admire him man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i forgot to mention. donovan's name is really donovan/punk/houdini/aloysius. donovan cos of the advert, punk cos he showed real &lt;em&gt;attitude&lt;/em&gt; when we first saw him, houdini cos he kept trying to climb up the tupperware container and escape, and aloysius cos, i quote eud, "he just looks like an aloysius".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replied by asking, "what if he's a girl?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, that's the story of donovan/punk/houdini/aloysius. am thinking of buying another terrapin to keep him/her company now. we're thinking of naming the newbie daniel. also from the advert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a final note, i'd like to digress and say that i might write an entire entry in l337 1 day. me and wei jie are a little high on it right now. like we're high on coke, crack and smack K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i r b0r3d. l337 5 t3h pwn4ge. b+\/\/, f u c4\ r34d +-5, u r t3h l337 h4xx0r5 4\d u r0xx0rz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u c4\+..GG \003!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-111141067090905698?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/111141067090905698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=111141067090905698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111141067090905698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111141067090905698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/03/donovan-cheeky.html' title='Donovan &amp; Cheeky'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-111063704117000445</id><published>2005-03-12T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T22:21:50.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>hey guys..the march hols are upon us. who would've thought that term 1 would fly by so quickly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i did mention that i'd have some juicy shit to talk about on my tagboard right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: the following were done in times of extreme boredom. view at your own risk :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--=--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00e0;"&gt;Your Brain is 73.33% Female, 26.67% Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain leans female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think with your heart, not your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and considerate, you are a giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're tough enough not to let anyone take advantage of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did mention that it'd be hot conversation, didnt i? and i performed the test truthfully btw..weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_nq.php?im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="I am nerdier than 16% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!" src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=8549" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more juicy bits!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Cocktail" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061574058_pcocktail2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocktail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;?? Which Alcoholic Drink Are You ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="stuf" src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/Nariel-flame/1109606427_CMyDocumentsLove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Spirit of Love. You think around&lt;br /&gt;romance and are extremely compassionate.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you want something you can get it due&lt;br /&gt;to your fiery passion. You can make friends&lt;br /&gt;quite easily, because peopole are attracted to&lt;br /&gt;your obvious good nature. You will have no&lt;br /&gt;trouble in finding a life partner and will be&lt;br /&gt;very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Nariel-flame/quizzes/Which%20stunning%20spirit%20of%20emotion%20are%20you?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which stunning spirit of emotion are you? NEW AND IMPROVED! (amazingly beautiful anime pics!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="nikki" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/torinaura/1092942414_asey-kahne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the 'regular' teen. Don't worry, alot of&lt;br /&gt;people will get this result. However, you set&lt;br /&gt;pretty high/low goals for yourself...and you&lt;br /&gt;believe you are the only one in the world.&lt;br /&gt;But, there are alot of people with your&lt;br /&gt;attitude. You tend to wear regular clothing,&lt;br /&gt;or you are forced to wear colors you don't want&lt;br /&gt;to. (such as your mother always buying you&lt;br /&gt;pink / blue clothing) Sometimes you feel&lt;br /&gt;horribly lonely and want to hide, but as&lt;br /&gt;always, you find something to give you reason&lt;br /&gt;to continue. You can either hate or love&lt;br /&gt;school, one opinion please. Never fear, you&lt;br /&gt;are not one of a kind...and that is kinda nice&lt;br /&gt;to hear, since there are other teenagers out&lt;br /&gt;there with your exact view on life. &lt;p&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;could get a job as an author, Teacher, editor,&lt;br /&gt;architect, buisness owner, or administrator.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck in life, and don't forget that no one&lt;br /&gt;is ever alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/torinaura/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20teenager%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;What type of teenager are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8c86270)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PrEtTyMaYa000/1109658617_neEnternew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PrEtTyMaYa000/quizzes/??Which"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;??Which colour of Death is yours??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.anime-system.narod.ru/Galleries/angel/angel17.jpg" src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DieColdHearted/1105285837_sktopsweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes, people see kindness... You're just&lt;br /&gt;so... so... so... Sweet! You're kind and love&lt;br /&gt;to give others in need, a helping hand. You're&lt;br /&gt;pretty shy but can be warm and friendly towards&lt;br /&gt;those you know, and those who know you best.&lt;br /&gt;Your sanctuary would just be any place that is&lt;br /&gt;warm, cozy, and inviting to all people. You&lt;br /&gt;love to show signs of affection to your lover&lt;br /&gt;but a small simple talk does the trick as well&lt;br /&gt;;) Sadly, your kindness can be used to your&lt;br /&gt;disadvantage. People can use you, and take&lt;br /&gt;advantage over your sweet and sensitive&lt;br /&gt;mind.... But fear not! With you being so kind&lt;br /&gt;and generous, people look up to you and adore&lt;br /&gt;you ^-^ No one would dare hurt you because they&lt;br /&gt;can't bear the thought of your sweet smile&lt;br /&gt;turning into a frown :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DieColdHearted/quizzes/What%20Lies%20Behind%20Your%20Eyes?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;What Lies Behind Your Eyes? (With Pics, See All Results!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xdeadxstarx/1043989612_icturesRed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Heart is Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xdeadxstarx/quizzes/What%20Color%20is%20Your%20Heart?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;What Color is Your Heart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Light" src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nekokittychi/1075171634_izzesLight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your element is Light: Innocent, beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;kind-hearted and pure. You are so sweet your&lt;br /&gt;almost angelic, you find joy in others&lt;br /&gt;happiness and cannot stand to see anyone in&lt;br /&gt;pain. You want to make everyone around you feel&lt;br /&gt;good about themselves and if someone is upset&lt;br /&gt;you can tend to become rather upset as well&lt;br /&gt;which means you are sympathetic and raise&lt;br /&gt;others above yourself. Being as kind and&lt;br /&gt;good-natured as you are people have most likely&lt;br /&gt;hurt you in the past but you pick yourself up&lt;br /&gt;every time. You may look fragile but you are&lt;br /&gt;stronger than most tend to see. Life is&lt;br /&gt;beautiful no matter how you look at it and you&lt;br /&gt;understand that people make mistakes, not&lt;br /&gt;everyone is perfect. You try to see the good in&lt;br /&gt;the bad which is a talent few posses, dont ever&lt;br /&gt;let anyone change you. You truly have a&lt;br /&gt;beautiful soul inside and a heart of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/nekokittychi/quizzes/.:-What%20is%20your%20true%20element?-:."&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;.:-What is your true element?-:. -With Anime Pictures and detailed answers-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Aphrodite" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061402478_CWINDOWSDesktoplove2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aphrodite/Eros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/??"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thanks to wei jie for all these random links*&lt;br /&gt;now u pple have stuff to talk abt on the tagboard! with luck, i'll actually post something abt my life soon..lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~cheerio!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-111063704117000445?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/111063704117000445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=111063704117000445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111063704117000445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/111063704117000445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/03/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110958721187318856</id><published>2005-02-28T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T18:40:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15</title><content type='html'>heyy everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o level results came out today, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who did well and achieved their targets: congratulations, and keep up the good work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who did not do as well as they would have liked/hoped: keep working hard! this isnt the end of the line, it's just an obstacle on the rough and rocky road that's life. keep ur head up, and things will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 15 points..hoping to be able to appeal into njc again..i dont want to change schools..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, more next time i guess..there really isnt much to tell abt today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~cya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110958721187318856?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110958721187318856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110958721187318856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110958721187318856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110958721187318856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/02/15.html' title='15'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110934291821583646</id><published>2005-02-25T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T22:48:38.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W00T</title><content type='html'>NJC TALENTIME &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;w00t&lt;/span&gt; THE TENOR BASS BROTHERS WON &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;w00t&lt;/span&gt; IM SO HAPPY W00T IM HIGH &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;w00t&lt;/span&gt; GOOD OLD ACAPELLA ALL THE WAY &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;w00t&lt;/span&gt; NJC TALENTIME &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;w00t&lt;/span&gt; WE WON &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;w00t&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i was high. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tenor bass brothers: we won!! yay!! all that hard work paid off! despite all the scheduling problems, all the timing problems, we pulled thru!! we shall go out one day and enjoy the fruits of our labour!! $50 bucks at Swensons!! w00t!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~toodles!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110934291821583646?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110934291821583646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110934291821583646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110934291821583646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110934291821583646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/02/w00t.html' title='W00T'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110838510843827209</id><published>2005-02-14T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:45:08.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>v'dae 2005</title><content type='html'>the door creaks open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the light sifts through the slit between the door and its frame, widening as the former swings inward. the dust swirls as a draft enters the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly, no one's been in here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--=--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now that that's out of the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated chinese new year! gong xi fa cai, xue ye jing bu and what now..may u collect hong baos till your pocket runneth over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentine's day!! although we're really celebrating the death of a certain st. valentine, who married christians illegally against the roman government's wishes, i hope u all had a good v'day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death-days aside, valentine's day is a day for love, for friendship, for happiness. above all, it's a day for forging, renewing and pledging relationships, both platonic, non-platonic and/or otherwise. for couples, it's usually a day of intimate time with their partner, a day of giving time for each other (although if its the only time you have with each other, i suggest you rethink your priorities). for singles, it's taken to be a sort of friendship day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was a really good day..everyone in school was so happy..cheerful vibes were everywhere, know what i mean? it's like the whole world is so positive and devoid of negativity (for once, thank god).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A03 - you people rock! my past 4 years in a boys school have done nothing to add to my valentine's day experiences. thanks for making my first (real, of sorts..) valentine's day so fun and, well, fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eud - i didnt forget you sweetie!! i think you know everything already, yes? just look at the card i made for you. don't you ever forget the last line k? most importantly though, i love you!! our 2nd v'day together..thanks for taking all my nonsense in stride yar? rain or shine, dark or light, i'm here for you, and i'm not going anywhere. i'm sorry for the times i hurt you..i know nothing i can say will change those, but you know i'd never hurt you on purpose, and you know i've never wanted to. i love you, you know that don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i guess that's all i've been wanting to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--=--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun shines through the (now) clean windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently and evidently satisfied with his labours, he smiles as he tidies the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gathering his things, he opens the door (it doesn't creak this time) and steps out. turning around, he looks around the room, emotions welling up within as precious memories of times past flash through his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows when he'll next come back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closing the door, he inserts the key into the keyhole; a click, barely audible, is heard as it turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a thousand pictures in his head, he walks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..down the corridor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~waves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B (completely aside from my entry, thank you very much..)&lt;br /&gt;blogger's in chinese!! why?? help would be appreciated..thanks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110838510843827209?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110838510843827209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110838510843827209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110838510843827209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110838510843827209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/02/vdae-2005.html' title='v&apos;dae 2005'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110752414509904041</id><published>2005-02-04T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T21:35:45.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness..</title><content type='html'>i found out today that my pri school teacher passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the teacher i wrote abt 2 months back? the one i went to visit in hospital with my pri 6 class? she's the teacher im talking abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this:-&lt;br /&gt;you're walking down to the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;you're hungry and wondering what to eat.&lt;br /&gt;you receive and sms.&lt;br /&gt;the bearer of bad news, as it were.&lt;br /&gt;then you see the friend who just sent u that sms.&lt;br /&gt;and you know that both of you are hurting because a person meaning so much to u is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..part of me is sad that she had to go..as i had said in my earlier entry, she's a wonderful person, a dedicated teacher. she definitely didnt deserve this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, another part of me is glad for her, glad that her suffering is over, and she can move on to a better place. i'm told that she was sedated for much of her final days..it's a good thing she went painlessly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my friends who are willing: pray for her. that's all i can ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mrs kow: thank you for being there at the most trying time of our young, primary school lives. thank you for loving us. thank you for giving more than was ever required to us. we love you, and never will forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amazing Grace! How sweet the sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That saved a wretch like me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I once was lost, but now am found;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was blind, but now i see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And grace my fears relieved;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How precious did that grace appear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hour i first believed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through many dangers, toils and snares,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have already come;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And grace will lead me home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord has promised good to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His word my hope secures;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He will my Shield and Portion be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as life endures.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And mortal life shall cease,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall possess, within the veil,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A life of joy and peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun forbear to shine;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God, Who called me here below,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shall be forever mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we've been here ten thousand years,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bright shining as the sun,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've no less days to sing God's praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than when we'd first begun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110752414509904041?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110752414509904041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110752414509904041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110752414509904041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110752414509904041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/02/sadness.html' title='Sadness..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110735235719358028</id><published>2005-02-02T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:52:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep</title><content type='html'>Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening hangs beneath the moon,&lt;br /&gt;A silver thread on darkened dune.&lt;br /&gt;With closing eyes and resting head&lt;br /&gt;I know that sleep is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my pillow, safe in bed,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand pictures fill my head,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep, my mind's aflight;&lt;br /&gt;And yet my limbs seem made of lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are noises in the night,&lt;br /&gt;A frightening shadow, flickering light;&lt;br /&gt;Then i surrender unto sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Where clouds of dream give second sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What dreams may come, both dark and deep,&lt;br /&gt;O flying wings and soaring leap.&lt;br /&gt;As i surrender unto sleep, as i surrender unto sleep,&lt;br /&gt;As i surrender unto sleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB:&lt;br /&gt;i didnt write this poem..it's the lyrics from one of the njc choir's syf pieces..if u have time, try reading it aloud to yourself..the feelings it emotes..just amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110735235719358028?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110735235719358028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110735235719358028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110735235719358028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110735235719358028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/02/sleep.html' title='sleep'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110717707946411407</id><published>2005-01-31T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:11:19.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roller-coaster 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;life is a roller-coaster, i just gotta ride it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, it's a realli cheesy ronan keating song (though he's good, i gotta admit) i just couldnt resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's been realli hectic recently..quite exhausting. emotionally, mentally, physically..u name it, i probably got it. dun feel like elaborating now..that'd just mean that i'd have to revisit some unhappy times, and i dun very much want to feel worse now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u guys ever get pple close to you doing stuff behind your back? even though the stuff isnt harmful to you, you cant help but feel betrayed right? you feel your trust has been broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**note to everyone: im not referring to eud on top yar? quite the contrary, eud's been there for me whenever i've needed her**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and njc had road-run a.k.a cross-country last friday..the route's damn hilly..explains my physically exhaustion, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things have been keeping me afloat. well, 1's a person, so i guess i technically cant call it 2 things as per se..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im talking rubbish, arent i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the person..i think you pple can guess lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to eud: *muax*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other thing's njc talentime. although i got sab0-ed to be soloist and grp leader (i didnt realli mind, though i would have preferred the selection process to have been a little more..democratic). still, the rehearsals have been fun..today was the heats..and let's just say that i havent felt this confident abt a performance in a long, long time *grins* still, musnt let confidence get in the way of common sense..still have lots of work to do to perfect the song..if my group gets through the heats, come support!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..i guess that's all for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is a roller coaster, just gotta ride it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CRASH!! BANG!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*))(&lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;^$%%#$%@$^(*&amp;amp;)(*^($"&gt;*&amp;^$%%#$%@$^(*&amp;amp;)(*^($&lt;/a&gt;#*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110717707946411407?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110717707946411407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110717707946411407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110717707946411407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110717707946411407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/01/roller-coaster-2005.html' title='roller-coaster 2005'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110708572962665125</id><published>2005-01-30T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T19:48:49.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moods</title><content type='html'>..sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..frustrated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..in a word, negativity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..thanks eud, for being there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..wish i could do more for you too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&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/8097796-110708572962665125?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110708572962665125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110708572962665125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110708572962665125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110708572962665125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/01/moods.html' title='moods'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110631509779554438</id><published>2005-01-21T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T21:44:57.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skool-dayz</title><content type='html'>hey everyone..i know, i havent been blogging as often as i had in the past, and i definitely havent been blogging as often as i would have liked. still, i make the most of it yar? at the very least, u guys will get a post per week :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school's just about gotten into full swing now..lectures, tutorials, pe lessons..the list goes on lah..somehow or other i just about manage to get up and go to school every morning to face the monotonous routine that is school life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..every morning i reach school by 720, regardless of whether i take the bus or hitch a ride frm eud. that means that i've no time for breakfast (ac pple will know that i eat breakfast in school..). anyway, assembly's at 740, lessons start at 8am. so far it's been pretty ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lit teachers (2 out of 3 anyway..) are pretty wonderful. ms paper 8 teacher is great, very nice, very motherly (of sorts anyway). mr paper 3 teacher is jus damn lame, damn funny, says whatever the hell he pleases to say in class. ms paper 1 though, is plain irritating..she teaches as if there's a right and wrong in lit..which of course there isnt..and she talks to her food! imagine walking past a woman sitting in the canteen, and she's saying to her food, "im really sorry chicken, but i have to eat you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaky eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs so far has been good..the subject's quite common sense, though at times it's a little dry. my tutorial teacher is damn boring..but the eoncs lecturer rox..he's damn good, though lectures can get boring (due to dry material, not due to lousy lecturer). he tries to make it interesting, realli he does..but somehow or other, i always end up dozing 3/4 way thru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history's been horrible. ms paper 2 is forever slacking..mr paper 3 is out of town for now, so she's taking paper 3 as well..have to study history by myself..imagine that! no O level history experience, and now taking history for As..so smart right? luckily, i have dear eud to help me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muax* thanks eud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP and A/O chinese have been damn dry, damn boring, damn sterile..no need to talk abt them, u guys probably have the same experience in other schools..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE has been tiring..njc's road run a.k.a cross country's on the 28th of january..in other words, as soon as school starts, we're running like mad chickens training for that 1 day..jus yesterday i ran 4km..and i did it while walking only for abt 10m!! such improvement..yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that the diction i've been using in this entry's been a little erratic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, ur loss.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's it going in ur various schools? drop me a tag will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110631509779554438?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110631509779554438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110631509779554438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110631509779554438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110631509779554438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/01/skool-dayz.html' title='skool-dayz'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110527956874497387</id><published>2005-01-09T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T22:06:08.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No. 1</title><content type='html'>due to previously unresolved technical difficulties (such as tiredness, lack of sleep and utter laziness), this blog has failed to be updated. thankfully, these aforementioned problems have been fixed, and i am back in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing for u guys :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the whole week's been orientation. cant remember all the details of it all, mainly cos i've seriously been too tired to remember much..impt stuff like the following i recall though; this knowledge shall now be imparted onto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i am in njc.&lt;br /&gt;2) i am in the class of 05A03.&lt;br /&gt;3) eud is in my class.&lt;br /&gt;4) my OGLs rock.&lt;br /&gt;5) i do not understand my timetable.&lt;br /&gt;6) i am in the choir.&lt;br /&gt;7) choir rehearsals are 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;8) i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there, all ur essentials! for more details, go to &lt;a href="http://ixora05.diaryland.com"&gt;eud's&lt;/a&gt; blog..she remembers more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time, when i am:&lt;br /&gt;i) less tired&lt;br /&gt;ii) lack less sleep&lt;br /&gt;iii) am less lazy (fat hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ciao! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;a little late, i know, but it's the thought that counts right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110527956874497387?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110527956874497387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110527956874497387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110527956874497387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110527956874497387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-1.html' title='No. 1'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110329362090136673</id><published>2004-12-17T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T22:27:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pae results came out today..got posted to anderson jc. which isnt necessarily a bad thing, considering that i was trying to avoid acjc *shrugs* i went to njc as soon as i could to appeal. that was when stuff went a little haywire *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to njc, filled out the green appeal form..then i found out that the auditions for choir start at 2.15pm. i found this out at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thought: die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd thought: what song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd thought: here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite dumb of me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, many thanks to eud and her mom. they helped me soo much today..much support of many types *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again..THANK YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again..*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and thanks to them, i found out a very very effective flu medicine. **no prescription required!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step 1: squeeze 2 calamansi into a cup of hot water.&lt;br /&gt;step 2: add 3 teaspoons of honey.&lt;br /&gt;step 3: mix lah! *add more honey if not sweet enuf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very good!! very very very good!! i took a whole cup, and my nose and throat cleared within 5 mins. not even prescription drugs are as effective k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, i got to njc at 2.05pm or so and found out that there were only 4 pple going for the audition. which was quite interesting, considering that that was the only audition the choir was holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite sneaky actually, to hold the audition on the day of the appeal itself. it shows the college who's realli wanting to join the school, and who's just joining cos they have no choice. something like that anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the njc choir conductor is lim ai hooi. waaaah!! like, highly reputable conductor lor. she was the one giving the audition..she plonked notes out on the keyboard in funny combinations, using all sorts of funny sharps and flats and weird notes. still, i got thru. quite heng, considering that i have flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, my appeal has the backing of the choir. now its up to the appeals committee. its up to fate. yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll find out next week..till then, tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110329362090136673?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110329362090136673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110329362090136673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110329362090136673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110329362090136673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/12/pae-results-came-out-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110318053435054971</id><published>2004-12-16T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T15:02:14.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been just over a month since the O levels have ended. in the short space of 32 days, the frequency of my intellectual activities has dropped. from an almost 70% value, it has dropped to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, lets just say that its a negligible value, yes? by the way, im not including books that i read for recreation. which, incidentally, has been multiple servings of chicken soup for the soul, courtesy of eud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that book! seriously, its amazing. ever since i read chicken soup for the kids' soul in primary school, i've loved it. now im borrowing the many servings of chicken soup for the soul from eud. its realli heartwarming, knowing that despite all the wars and troubles in the world, there are still people who care enough to help their fellow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though life can be tough, there are people who are willing to lend a helping hand to those less fortunate. there are people willing to share what love they have. mind you, these are not great people. they have not made it into record books (though some have), they have not unlimited resources at the tips of their fingers (though, again, some have) (words in the brackets are to be discounted please). these people are your average joes and plain janes; you could very well say that there's nothing special about them, if not for their big hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people demonstrate that it doesnt take a big pocket to be generous, it doesnt take a lot of power to influence. even young, impressionable little kids are willing to part with what little they have for people they've never met before. what more of friends and family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ironic that we as people can learn as much from the youngest and most impressionable of children as the wisest of old sages. yet, we can learn the most, by merely looking inside ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the capacity to give is inside all of us. most of us, however, while growing up, forget that it is there. it is up to us to look inside ourselves and rediscover our capacity for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quote: "it is more blessed to give than to receive". also: "do unto others as u would have them do unto u".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt those 2 quotes in kindergarten by the way. it just goes to show that the most important lessons arent those of mathematics or literature or biology or chemistry. it shows us that the most important lessons are those on how to be people. how to be &lt;em&gt;human&lt;/em&gt;, or in this case, &lt;em&gt;humane&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110318053435054971?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110318053435054971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110318053435054971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110318053435054971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110318053435054971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-been-just-over-month-since-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110294111363904147</id><published>2004-12-13T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T20:31:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out today..whee! met mong and tim and awong at ps before lunch to book movie tix. watched national treasure. me and mong have decided that national treasure is entertaining, but not blockbuster material. which is quite unfortunate, considering that nicholas cage is a pretty good actor. dunno lah..supporting cast included diane kruger (i think that's how u spell her name), who was last seen as helen of troy in the movie troy *duh*. she's getting better i think..she's rising pretty okay-ly in the hollywood scene (that's what i think anyway), so i guess we should see her in bigger roles within the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u cant see why, look at it this way; what better way to get recognition in hollywood than acting alongside one of the big names? in this case, nicholas cage, who's a bloody brilliant actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i couldnt resist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now digress a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NACHOS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..had nothing but nachos and a coke for lunch..so by the time the show was over i was practically starving. but i didnt eat till dinner. not that it matters, i have food reserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to today's topic: today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, i apologise. i couldnt resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show we went to meridien to play pool. we played for 3 hrs, from around 320 to 620. at about 5 or so, chunky and tom and john kan and a friend walked in and got the adjacent table. it was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only catch was that me and mong were severely off-form. it was like we had left our pool skills at home or something. still, after 30 mins of warm-up games, our skills caught up with us, and we were sinking balls once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my left index finger is kinda "suan" now..not very confortable, not at all. those who have seen me play pool before will know why..3 hrs with my kind of playing-style (if u can call it that) is tiring on the left hand. well, left index finger anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that's all that happened today..the main thing was getting out with friends lah, not so much the show or the pool playing (though the were fun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird u know..we go out more before the exams, when school was still on. we would like, go out for lunch, come over to my place to play pool, that kinda thing. now the holidays are here, and we're going out less often than we would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its the conveniece of being already out of the house during term time that lets u go places..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, more tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110294111363904147?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110294111363904147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110294111363904147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110294111363904147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110294111363904147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/12/went-out-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110243085370184323</id><published>2004-12-07T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T22:47:33.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetation</title><content type='html'>vegetation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the greens that ur mommy reminds u to eat at every meal..not the leaves of the trees that may or may not be seen from ur window..not the flowers at the national orchid garden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incidentally, did u know that orchid realli means scrotum? it does in latin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thanks to mr see teck hock for that particularly interesting bit of trivia*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont u just love the mother of all western languages? of course, i may be wrong here..my grasp of general knowledge of any kind is kinda weak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vegetation i am referring to is of the sort that is found in almost every household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i am not referring to potted plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am referring to the type that thrives on the sofa and/or desk chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am referring to the species commonly known to mankind as homo-sapiens-hormono-overdrivenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words, the common teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one common teenager anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which wouldnt be found in almost every household, but i couldnt think of anything to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME ME ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i've been stuck at home every day during this holiday. if im not in front of the tv playing xbox, im in front of my comp playing games. the only human contact i've been getting is wif eud on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i've been vegetating at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be surprised if, the next time u see me, i have sprouted leaves for hair, and have potatoes growing behind my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just realised that my whole entry is bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, most of it anyway..the part abt eud is definitely true..i wouldnt lie abt that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~bye!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110243085370184323?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110243085370184323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110243085370184323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110243085370184323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110243085370184323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/12/vegetation.html' title='Vegetation'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110189705484622517</id><published>2004-12-01T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T18:30:54.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Not Fair</title><content type='html'>life is just so unfair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should elaborate, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, today i went with some pri 6 classmates to see our old teacher Mrs Kow. she's in sgh now..ever since 2001 she'd been diagnosed with lung cancer..at first, it had looked like it was in remission, but now she's back in hospital again, and we're have no idea of her condition..all we know is its probably worse now..she has a tumour in her brain now..she cant remember all of our names..only faces..and she's lost so much weight..basically, she's deteriorated so much since we last saw her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she realli doesnt deserve to have such a fate befall her. i know, who am i to judge that? but honestly, she's a wonderful person who has done so much good for the people in her life..it seems unfair to her that she is stricken with such a disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember what a great teacher she was. she taught me from pri 4 to pri 6, and even after 4 years in another school, i still regard her as the best teacher i have ever had. she was a teacher who would go the extra mile to help her students, the kind that would give all her effort and energy to helping her students become better people. although she was assigned to teach my class english and maths, what she taught us was more than just phonics and grammar, addition and subtraction. she taught us to be people, people who had values, who were of virtue, who could live life honestly and meaningfully. she was part of a golden generation of teachers who taught in every sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, she is bed-ridden. much thinner than she was in 2001, with a cap on her head to cover up the effects of (probably) chemotherapy. yet, despite all the hardships that she's had to go through in the last 4 years, despite all the physical changes that we all can see, she is very much the same person. the energy and vigour that i see in her mirrors what was present in her actions almost half a decade ago. although the tumour in her brain has reduced her ability to remember names and cut short her vocabulary, the light in her eyes as we enter the ward shines more brightly than ever. i know, its cliched and realli melodramatic, the way i have just described it, but i simply cannot find a better way to put across that to u. even though it pains me to see her struggle to form sentences and put across her ideas, its also heartening to see that, inside, she is every bit the person she was 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone i know from the class of 6A 2000 agree that this shldnt happen, that she deserves much better in life than what she has now. such is the huge impact that she has made on our lives. yet, things like these do happen, and we have no choice but to go along with what comes along. in my 4 years in acs, i have been told that God has a plan for all of us..i may not know what i believe in terms of my religion, but in Mrs Kow's case, God definitely has a plan for her. that much i do believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, it is obvious that she believes that too. she is completely at peace with her condition, and i have to respect that. even with her current ailment, she continues to affect us and change us for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my friends: pls keep her in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;to Mrs Kow: i know u probably will never read this, but all of us in 6A love u, and all of us hope, with all our hearts, that u will ride through the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110189705484622517?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110189705484622517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110189705484622517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110189705484622517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110189705484622517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/12/lifes-not-fair.html' title='Life&apos;s Not Fair'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110146993344416053</id><published>2004-11-26T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T19:52:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calm After The Storm..</title><content type='html'>due to popular demand, i have decided to release an update to the program known as "cheej &amp;amp; co."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will feature the most up-to-date developments in the research for the software, as well as upgrade your program version to 2.34 from 2.33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not making sense here, am i??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright, u guys know what's happened to me up till sunday right? so..i'll start on monday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;monday i went with eud and the rest of d3 (for more information, pls refer to the cast page on ixora05's blog..) to taka and wisma. we went shopping! well, more specifically, they went shopping, and i just tagged along. still, u cant blame me, can u? i cant help it if i havent seen my girl for a while, and i wanna go out with her. even if it means her friends tagging along. after that i went back to her house..just wanted to spend time with her yar? and her brother and sister too..they take me as their big bro now..im realli flattered..then i had dinner there before coming home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tuesday i went with eud and her mom to taka and wisma. we went shopping! well, more specifically, she and her mom went shopping and i just tagged along. eud had to buy all her stuff for prom (which, incidentally, is tonight..like, NOW) so i decided to go along with her. after that i went back with her to her house..just wanted to spend time with her yar? and her brother and sister too..they take me as their big bro now..im realli flattered..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*fun!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wednesday i went to eud's place, spent the day there. lunch and dinner there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*havent been so happy in ages*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, after these 3 days, i have re-evaluated my job description. as of now, i am a full-time boyfriend, and part-time chaperone, porter and entertainer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with the exception of full-time boyfriend, lemme 'splain..(im quite sure i dun need to explain the part abt full-time boyfriend..its a job i'd gladly work OT for yar?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chaperone: eud's dad had apparently said that it was good that i was going out with eud and d3..i can look after them or something..at least im good for something right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;porter: take it literally. 'nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;entertainer: i gladly play with eud's brother and sister..they're still in primary school, and they take me to be their older brother. frankly, im very flattered that they do..its like, i dun think im very good an example of one, but u guys know me, i'll try. and they always ask me to do things like "wiggle ur ears!" and "do your donald duck!" so yeah, i think part-time entertainer is fitting as a job description..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thursday i spent the day at home..bored..ignored..'nuff said..dun wanna think abt it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friday (today) i spent the day at home..bored..but not ignored as much as usual..and went to airport to pick my dad up.. came back home..ate dinner..blogged *actually blogging, but im not bothering to bother abt tense now..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh well..nothing more to say now..gonna watch shark tale pirated dvd at 8..mebbe i'll review it later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;file copy process: 82%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;intallation process: 69%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;file copy process: 99%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;installation process: 94%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;file copy process: 100%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;editing registry values..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;file copy process: 100%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;editing registry values..done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;installation process: 100%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;installation complete!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we hope that you are satisfied with our product!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for tech support, pls contact cheej via the tagboard, or email him at &lt;a href="mailto:r3activ3@gmail.com"&gt;r3activ3@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have a nice day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110146993344416053?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110146993344416053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110146993344416053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110146993344416053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110146993344416053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/calm-after-storm.html' title='The Calm After The Storm..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110113098527866668</id><published>2004-11-22T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T21:43:05.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma Bday / Seniors' Dinner 2004</title><content type='html'>whee yesterday was my grandma's bday and choir seniors' dinner 2004. its much easier if i speak of everything that happened in present tense, so here we go yar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up at 730am today..sighs..had to get ready cos relatives were all coming to my place at 9 for my grandma's 81st (i think) birthday..u know, chinese "da shou" yar? tea ceremony and all..had it at my place cos, well, no one else wanted it..i know u should love ur relatives and all, but hey, they should contribute too..any event that happens, its always the same place: my house. my whole family's a little upset about it, but we cant do anything can we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, after the whole tea ceremony and all, we went to the crown prince hotel (the one opposite paragon) for the birthday lunch..some sichuan restaurant..didnt have much to eat there..so many dishes with mushrooms..oh well, had good food later, so it didnt reali matter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i went pool with my cousins! im so damn off-form..so many shots that i missed..simple shots too..what the hell man..damn balls wouldnt go into their holes..*grr*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that i went lan with jeff and yijun..i tell u, havoc man. we were playing 3v3 with these other guys whom we met there..i think they were american/australian/european/caucasian (ang moh) chinese guys..most of the rounds we won, cos (not being hao lian or anything..) i was on the team, but the rounds that those guys won, they were like, "man, u guys reali suck.." and me being the smart-alec that i am, went to reply "yeah, i suck real hard.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i tell u, yijun had a field day. heck, he will have a field life. he will never, i repeat, NEVER, let me live it down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it was all right..seniors' dinner was after that..at the HARD ROCK CAFE!! w00t!! man, the food there rox..granted there were things that i refused to eat like grilled vegetables (mushrooms included) and the seafood in the seafood pasta, but man, stuff like the potato salad, the tomato rice, the fish and chips, the BBQ chicken..simple, good american food. if there's anything america's good for, its the food. the simple fare anyway, no fast food or anything like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the sec 3s were quite creative with their games item..sabo the sec 4s into doing karaoke..i mean, i wish i had thought of it yar? choir is about singing, and instead of jus doing a chamber item for them, they make the sec 4s sing. of course, they still had the chamber item, but that's tradition..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yeah, my group had to do where is the love. at first we thought it was jus the chorus..that went reali well. then they asked us to rap, us being me, jeff and jon tang. so die lor. lol. chunky and yijun had to come up and save us with the rap thing..and we still died, but nevermind, it was still so much fun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;speaking of yijun, he had to do a solo, toxic!! and he did it with helium, which (incidentally), we were all pretty high on (heh heh). picture this in your mind: tan yi jun, a bass, no less, singing toxic in a chipmunk like voice that sooooo does not suit him. and he has to take breaths of helium in between lines too. priceless, i tell u, priceless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;more on yijun: he had balloons tied round his head! so did prashanth! its crazy..if i can get my card reader to work (it wont read my handphone's mmc card) i'll send it to whoever wants it yar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its a whole mixture of emotions..happy, sad, regret (some things done, some things not done..) and of course, knowing that i'll miss the rehearsals, the chamber practices, the performances..in a sense i dont want to leave the choir, but by the same token, it is in that same sense that i will never leave the choir..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to all my juniors, who probably dont know of my blog, and will never hear of it (not if ivan has anything to do abt it, and no, im not hinting anything here..)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont ever let the choir spirit die yar? and if anything, never ever forget the friendships forged, the teamwork carried out, the performances (both good and bad), the fun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;always hold the choir close to your heart yar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know its a little presumptious of me, but rest assured, i'll hold the choir close to my heart too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~united we stand, divided we fall~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110113098527866668?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110113098527866668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110113098527866668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110113098527866668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110113098527866668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/grandma-bday-seniors-dinner-2004.html' title='Grandma Bday / Seniors&apos; Dinner 2004'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110105301301423348</id><published>2004-11-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:53:57.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seniors' Nite 2004: Hard Rock Cafe</title><content type='html'>Seniors Nite was today(night)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details tomorrow though..very tired..was my grandma's birthday today, so had celebrations and all..was running around all over the place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all my choir juniors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Hard, Play Hard. There just isnt any point if u dont enjoy what ur doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United u stand, divided u fall. Cliched, i'd be the first to admit, but so true. Dont let the Choir Spirit falter yar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ciao!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110105301301423348?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110105301301423348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110105301301423348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110105301301423348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110105301301423348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/seniors-nite-2004-hard-rock-cafe.html' title='Seniors&apos; Nite 2004: Hard Rock Cafe'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110086401292602509</id><published>2004-11-19T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T19:33:32.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: OoooohH!!</title><content type='html'>TOUCHDOWN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind that paper 1 was a little anal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind that paper 2 was simpler than expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later if i can calm down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~BYE!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110086401292602509?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110086401292602509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110086401292602509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110086401292602509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110086401292602509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/big-o-ooooohh.html' title='The Big O: OoooohH!!'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110068925824938800</id><published>2004-11-17T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T19:00:58.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: Mmmm..Thank You, KY Jelly!</title><content type='html'>the day dawned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*were u expecting anything behind that?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the day started out pretty painfully. geog was a tough paper..although i think i bullshitted quite enough to get by..combined humans grade is quite safely at least a b4 now..i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the KY Jelly came into play..thank god for lubricant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had spent 20 mins stoning outside the audi, worrying my sorry butt off that i'd die with the physics paper (u guys who know me will know my physics standard yar?) so yeah, after all that worrying, i went in for paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out that it was pretty ok, even though the answers were weird. its like, u can have 3 Cs and 4 Bs in a row! but i was pretty sure that the ans were alright, so i think i should be ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics paper 2 is the cambridge equivalent of a godsend. much simpler than expected..for the first time, i think i may be able to wrangle an A in physics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is, IF and IF i hadnt read the paper wrongly, and thought everything was easy but it was in actual case hard and im actually in deep doo-doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..shall look on the bright side, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lamp's too bright..i think i'll take a snooze instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next paper on friday. chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;DEAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, its the last paper. who am i to complain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~bye bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110068925824938800?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110068925824938800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110068925824938800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110068925824938800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110068925824938800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/big-o-mmmmthank-you-ky-jelly.html' title='The Big O: Mmmm..Thank You, KY Jelly!'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-110008751949195967</id><published>2004-11-10T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T19:51:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: Lubricant is in order..</title><content type='html'>bio papers today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhat screwed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 1 was breezy..not a breeze, but breezy. there was a nice mix of qns..some were like "duH!" qns..and some were like, "huH??" qns. i screwed up the yoghurt qn..then again, that IS one of my worst chapters. still, i dun think i shld forgive myself for tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 2 was, in a word, weird. very weird. its like, ultimate decontextualisation for qn 1. and huge, important chapters were left out. nutrition, the nervous system, transport..all were left out for the sake of half the paper being set on ecology. which, in case u didnt know, is also one of my worst chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realli nice of cambridge, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the killer qn: pupil diameter. i swear that maths has returned to haunt me even in my bio exam. pupil diameter and distance from light source?? i dunno, mebbe we went thru it in some obscure lesson, but i seriously know nuts abt it. still, i managed to bullshit some, i think i'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the essay qns were, in a word, anal. i mean, having 2 parts to each essay qn is understandable, but having 2-3 sub-parts per part is just whacked. wrote like crazy..drew diagram for the heart qn..gave eqns for the plant qn..but in the end i have no idea if they apply or not..and i forgot abt water vapour!! wrote so much crap on oxygen and carbon dioxide, and i forgot abt water vapour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 yrs of mugging for bio down the drain cos cambridge decided to be funny when setting the paper 2 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life just isnt fair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw..next papers are geog(elec) and physics, followed by chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe that's 3 words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ "bye!" said the madman, "have a nice life everyone!" ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;thx for the quote eud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-110008751949195967?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/110008751949195967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=110008751949195967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110008751949195967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/110008751949195967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/big-o-lubricant-is-in-order.html' title='The Big O: Lubricant is in order..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109992315891435488</id><published>2004-11-08T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T22:12:38.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: Get off! You're Heavy!</title><content type='html'>emath 2 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anal paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could do most of the stuff though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting emotional too..i think it's the stress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109992315891435488?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109992315891435488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109992315891435488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109992315891435488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109992315891435488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/big-o-get-off-youre-heavy.html' title='The Big O: Get off! You&apos;re Heavy!'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109958181966921015</id><published>2004-11-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T23:23:39.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: Honey, that feels good, but do u know what your doing at all??</title><content type='html'>today was the most tiring O level day since, well, the beginning of the O level days. and i've decided that cambridge's favourite word for 2004 is "ambiguity".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tell u why. u see, so far in the exams, numerous questions have appeared to be open to candidate's interpretation. first up was, of course, the cursed prawn in bio prac. next was the section 2 qn in english paper 1. now we have the kotc and 12th night essay qns for lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to today's papers:&lt;br /&gt;emath 1&lt;br /&gt;lit 1 &amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the verdict for lit? ambiguous. personally i felt it was quite simple, but there was this little voice at the back of my head telling me "there's a catch! u just havent found it yet.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, im quite sure i did the qns to the best of my ability. kotc essay was interesting..we had to define the scope of our essay, put forth our point and discuss it. i said the statement in the qn was completely true, which is probably not very wise when it comes to O levels..still, i think i hinted that i think there's evidence to the contrary, just not enough to convince me. &lt;strong&gt;now the qn is whether the old ah-soh marking my paper all the way in england will catch it. "do like the english do", and i have no idea if i did that or not..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th night was the suspiciously straightforward one..like, its almost a listing qn! i have no idea if i wrote enough, and im hoping i did. still, straightforward is good i guess..essay qn was easy. then came the passage-based qn. part i: simple. part ii: killer..dunno if i wrote enough..was abt malvolio..i have the ideas, but very probably not enough content, not enough quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i think i can do pretty well for lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, before i forget: emath. again, simple to the point where i wonder if there's a catch. been comparing answers and, with the exception of a few careless mistakes, prospects look good. now i just hope that i can do as well for paper 2. i need the A for math..its a compulsory subject in my L1R5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*must..not..flip..axis..on..graph!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and &lt;strong&gt;i ate fried rice for breakfast, lunch and dinner!!&lt;/strong&gt; wow!! record man..no more fried rice for me in a while..at least till monday..i'll probably have to eat it for breakfast again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run out of things to say liao..till nxt time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~waves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GCSE O LEVEL 2004: EMATH PAPER 1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;ANSWER SCHEME v1.0 build CJ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1a) 2.4x10^-2   b) -2.0x10^-1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2a) A,E   b) D,F&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3a) 1/3   b) 2.82&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4a) 2.5, -1   b) 2n+(n-2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5a) 16.66m   b) 0.04km^2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6a) 42.5%   b) 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7a) 120cm^3   b) 184cm^2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8a) 5/12   b) -5/13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9a) 300deg   b) 120deg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10a) 11deg C   b) -4 ≤ x &lt; -2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11a) k=-12   b) i. l=-4   ii. m=3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12a) 6.8x10^-24   b) 0.702g&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13a) coloumn vector 14,0   b) h=2  h=5.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14a) $225   b) $132.40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15a) p= cube root of 24   b) y=0.36&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16a) x+2   b) 50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17a) x = 111deg   b) p=3  q=12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18a) many reasons, lazy to list *grin*   b) i. 9:16  ii. dunno how to do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19b) 5.2cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20a) 18   b) i. x=70deg  ii. y=105deg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21a) 1.9min   b) 420m   c) 0m/min   d) 500m/min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;22a) (1-3c)(a-2b)   b) 5t^2 +6   c) x=10.5  y=-2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23a) 8h20min   b) i. 120km/h  ii. 4h24min&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24b) 103deg   d) PA=11.9cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25a) (o,-1)   b) reflect abt y=-x   c) i. x=0  ii. 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*that's all folks!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109958181966921015?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109958181966921015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109958181966921015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109958181966921015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109958181966921015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/big-o-honey-that-feels-good-but-do-u.html' title='The Big O: Honey, that feels good, but do u know what your doing at all??'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109946647141994084</id><published>2004-11-03T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T15:21:11.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: Mmmmm..</title><content type='html'>hey ya'll..nam tsoh was fired last episode..i think he made quite a colourful exit, dont u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, The Big O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english papers 1 and 2 today. or more specifically, subject code 1127, papers 01 and 02.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 1:&lt;br /&gt;i did qn 4. "Flight" was her name, and boy, was she good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kidding, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote a compo with that title. an expository, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, u might ask, how in the world do u write an expository on flight??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i wrote abt man's desires to take to the skies..that never-ceasing need to soar among the birds..i wrote about the evolution of powered flight..the technologies, the disasters, the responsibilities..that kinda thing. i wrote about the human side of things. which is good, i have been told, cos cambridge hates it if ur technical. im thinking that i cant write it technical anyway..i dun know enuf abt planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the letter was quite simple, though im not sure if u had to contrast the 2 schools. i did anyway, so i guess it shld be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 2:&lt;br /&gt;harder than expected, but still easier than prelims. had a few open qns though..no one's sure about the answers to those..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i predict an A1. im hoping anyway..it revolves around my compo and summary. if they do well, i do well. if compo dies, i die. if summary dies, i also die. if both die..i think there's no need for me to reiterate my point, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;e math paper 1 in the morning, lit papers 1 &amp; 2 in the afternoon. my hand's gonna drop off, my brain's gonna burn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky got a few days break before the next paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update more later if i think of anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109946647141994084?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109946647141994084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109946647141994084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109946647141994084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109946647141994084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/big-o-mmmmm.html' title='The Big O: Mmmmm..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109937623005921226</id><published>2004-11-02T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T14:18:37.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: OUCH!! Honey, that hurt!!</title><content type='html'>nam tsoh here, and im sorry to say that cheej has started a massive takeover bid of the show. after i host this program, i will be asked to tender my resignation. in other words, i will be fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, starting from the next episode, the industry-accepted 6969 format will not be in effect. a new format, dubbed kcuf96, will be used instead. this format involves the subject of the show hosting and presenting and basically doing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheej will be doing everything on the show. even after i've done so much for him. still, what can i do? the producer, director and even the stage manager support him. never have i before seen such a case of blatant idolism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn that control freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on with the show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SS paper today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or, as i like to call it, PROPAGANDA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its a paper where we write about nice things that the singapore government has done, amongst others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yeah, screwed up subject. and guess what? we got a screwed up paper to go with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"welcome to cambridge exams syndicate! today's special: screwed-up-subject-and-exam-paper set! set a comes with 2 answer booklets, set b comes with a free rope to hang yourself with. set c is double the price, but it has both the added answer booklet AND the rope! its an offer not to be missed!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SBQ: de-contextualised. in other words, it was based on some event that was not mentioned in the textbook. as a result, i didnt know what the questions were asking for, nor did i know if i had gone out of point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10 bucks says i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SEQ: 3 choices, with switzerland being the simplest of the 3. and me being me, i drew a complete blank on the topic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sad, isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i did the qn on diplomacy and deterrence. lots of people tell me, dumb choice. but my other option was japan and industries. i know nuts about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so my forecast for the propaganda paper: best case scenario B4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and in other, non-exam related news..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i swear my parents want me to burn out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they've done a number of things recently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) take the xbox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) take my handphone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) give the xbox back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4) take the xbox again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5) give it back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6) keep the games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its like, make up ur mind!! if they'd stuck to the first 2, i would have gotten over it. but they keep taking and giving and taking again. every time they take it he sends a messege. it says that they cant trust me to do the right thing, they cant trust me to be responsible enough to think for myself, to know my priorities. alright, i admit that with the phone i havent been exactly perfect, always going over the limit. but i have cut down, and i keep trying to cut down. and the xbox. heaven knows that i've never let games get the better of me when it comes to prioritising. sure, i go for 4, 5, 6 hour LAN sessions, but that's all after the exams. before the exams i work. the only comp i play is the maximum of 4 hours i get each weekend. on occasions, i play maybe 1 hour on a weekday to keep me going. and they take my xbox. cos they think i cant focus on my work. today i come back from ss paper tired and frustrated, looking forward to an hour or so of blasting planes apart and what do i get? i cant find the game anywhere. after i still had it yesterday. they tell me that they know i can study, they know i can prioritise, but what does taking the game tell me?? if not for eud and the FoS gang, i would have burnt out a long time ago. they dont know that. they dont bother to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~whatever~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109937623005921226?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109937623005921226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109937623005921226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109937623005921226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109937623005921226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/11/big-o-ouch-honey-that-hurt.html' title='The Big O: OUCH!! Honey, that hurt!!'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109896501042502221</id><published>2004-10-28T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T20:03:30.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: Wet..</title><content type='html'>g'day, welcome to the third episode of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Big O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. im ur wonderful host, nam tsoh, and i think i'll cut the crap and just bring u today's update of the O level examinations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pawned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, &lt;em&gt;prawned&lt;/em&gt; actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;u see, today's bio prac was..&lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt;, to put it nicely. qn 1 was straightforward..food tests, identification of solutions. qn 2 stank. literally. we had to draw a prawn, and as luck would have it, the prawn was raw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now those who are closer to me will know that i hate seafood. &lt;strong&gt;i hate/detest/want-to-stuff-it-down-my-toilet-bowl-and-flush seafood&lt;/strong&gt;. one of the main reasons i hate seafood is the smell. it, well..smells. bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the prawn was just that: &lt;em&gt;smelly/stinky/petulant/yucks&lt;/em&gt;. so anyway, i got that done without much incident..no matter that i was worrying about leaking prawn juices onto myself and absolutely refusing to physically touch the prawn. besides, it was wet, both with water and its own juices, and i didnt want to walk around smelling like a damn prawn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yeah, got it done without much incident..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;next paper: SS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;prediction for next episode: &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;remember to tune in next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109896501042502221?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109896501042502221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109896501042502221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109896501042502221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109896501042502221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/big-o-wet.html' title='The Big O: Wet..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109885295723494489</id><published>2004-10-27T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T12:55:57.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: Gearing Up</title><content type='html'>hello everyone, this is ur host, nam tsoh. we apologise for the transmission breakdown that occured at 10pm last night, which prevented us from telecasting the second episode of our hit series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to the electrical surge that occured in conjuction with transmission breakdown, we have lost all relevant data to our second episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, we bring u choice quotes from cheej, the subject of our programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"physics prac was simple lah..qn 1 was tedious though. still, i dont think i cocked up like i did with prelims.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~remember to tune in next time!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109885295723494489?l=cheej.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-8097796.post-109836015545799553</id><published>2004-10-21T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T20:02:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big O: Getting In The Mood</title><content type='html'>good day everyone, welcome to the pilot episode of the second season of "&lt;em&gt;Emancipating Exams&lt;/em&gt;". this new series is titled "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Big O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", and will center on the life of a student as he journeys down he road of discovery toward "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Big O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in light of the critical acclaim that was received by the first season, "&lt;em&gt;Passing Preliminaries&lt;/em&gt;", "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Big O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" will follow the industry-accepted 65484431 format. in layman terms, it means that every program will begin with a personal run-through of the day's paper, followed by opinions and, of course, the day-to-day happenings that help our subject de-stress. viewer comments can, as always, be expressed at the online tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure that by now u are wondering, who is the subject of this series? what makes it so different from the first? well, the answer to that question is quite obvious. there is really nothing that separates the first season from the current one, with the exception of the title. our subject is the same as the first season's, the format is the same as the first season's, our logo design and website setup is exactly the same as the first season's. this however, does not mean that our show is boring, stagnant and slip-shod. i personally guarantee that the new season will not disappoint the strong viewership that we have enjoyed from the first season (pls refer to the disclaimer on our website for more information..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the benefit of new viewership, the student in our show is &lt;strong&gt;cheej&lt;/strong&gt;, an atypical secondary 4 student from acs(i) who is sitting for his O levels. the program is his ode to "The Big O", that is, the GCSE O Level Examinations. (&lt;strong&gt;those who had thought of other select words beginning with the letter O, pls switch to pay-per-view NOW. u may find a program of ur &lt;em&gt;preference&lt;/em&gt; there..perv..&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, without further ado, i present, the pilot episode of our new series "The Big O"!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---=---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;die liao..chem prac die liao..3 unknowns!! i mean, since when man?? and sodium thiosulphate titration..the worst titration u can possibly get cos its time-wasting and the calculations are bloody murder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to tell u the truth, there's really not much to say for today's paper. it was expected i guess..the school spotted pretty well, considering that we did thiosulphate titration in the prelim as well. still, no one, not even the school, expected 3 QA unknowns, much less an extension question in titration..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what im worried abt is that it doesnt feel like its a major exam. most of us just turned up in school, did the paper, had lunch and went home. i dont feel like my future is dependant on this. which sucks btw. it blows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of course, that lack of emotion was felt (how's that for an oxymoron?) only during the course of the paper itself. everyone was freaking out during quarantine. it was as if the reality of it all only hit us after the paper was over..&lt;em&gt;talk abt the enemy sneaking up behind u and stabbing u in the back..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;despite all of that, im realli still very much on a high..yesterday was a &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;good day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;winks&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh well..physics prac is coming up..so is bio..and after that begins the written papers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna mug now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--=--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that concludes our pilot episode of "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Big O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". tune in next wednesday for episode 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this ur host, nam tsoh, and im just warming up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~ toodles ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109836015545799553?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109836015545799553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109836015545799553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109836015545799553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109836015545799553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/big-o-getting-in-mood_21.html' title='The Big O: Getting In The Mood'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109810043550526399</id><published>2004-10-18T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T19:53:55.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stagnation</title><content type='html'>after much coaxing from my fellow men, i have decided to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that there's much to update about anyway..i have a boring life *with the exception of a certain someone of course*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno lah..the past few days havent been particularly 'up' for me..i fell sick on thursday (or was it friday? i cant remember..) kana the flu, with fever..&lt;strong&gt;up till now, i still have mucus fighting to stop me from breathing. it doesnt help that the mucus is trying to get me to hack my guts up either..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's not the main reason im upset though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, my parents went out. before they left the house, they asked me for my handphone, which they said they might trade in. all of 3 mins of advance notification was given to me. like, what the hell lor? my phone wasnt the only trade-in-able phone in the house lor. now, all this ruckus wouldnt even be seen on this blog here if i had been able to use the new phone, which, incidentally, is a nokia 6230, a phone that i've been wanting for a long long time. i dont know if im gonna use it (when i finally get back the use A phone, anyway), and if i dont, i have lost all my phonebook, sms and organiser data, not to mention all the games and wallpapers and ringtones that were on my old phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just sick of this. not once have they considered my feelings. i dont think they're gonna start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're not even offering any input on what jc i wanna go to. i dun even know if they care, and right now, i dont give a shit if they do or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 word.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ SSDD ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109810043550526399?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109810043550526399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109810043550526399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109810043550526399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109810043550526399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/stagnation.html' title='Stagnation'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109774153523060448</id><published>2004-10-14T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T16:12:15.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewells &amp; Recollections</title><content type='html'>hey everone..would have blogged yesterday, but i got sick yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sick btw..flu..dunno whether got fever or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farewells(1/2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was seniors' farewell chapel..so moving..its like, 4 years in acs(i) passed so quickly. so many memories, both good and bad, and i'll cherish all of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the service started, you could see so many of the sec 4s in the sac, makaning all of the foods that we'd seldom be able to eat again..anything from xiao ji to dope to laksa..we were all so bored of the foods already, but the thought of not coming down to the sac (both in the mornings and at recesses) to eat all these foods..lets jus say that its a powerful motivation, both for me and everyone else yar? i'll miss the stall aunties and uncles too..they're all so nice, even the dope auntie who overcharges all the time..i'll never forget auntie meng kiao, the auntie and uncle from stall 3 and the 3 aunties from stall 7..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chapel service itself was wonderful..it was the most meaningful chapel service i've ever sat thru.."true friendships" was the topic, and i cant think of a more fitting subject to talk about. i spent the day thinking of the future lor..true friends..so much to think abt..we did a compo abt it once..what would we all be like 10, 20 years down the road? deep thoughts man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, the teacher's quotes were amazing..they were funny, inspiring and moving all at the same time..almost all of them came with a fond memory that will remain with me for years to come. my favourite was see teck hock's:&lt;strong&gt; if the pain doesnt kill you, it'll make u stronger&lt;/strong&gt;. i remember the first time he said that to my class..it was at the beginning of last year if im not wrong..when i still thought that the o levels were far away and not so much of a worry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence's speech to the school was so meaningful too..he highlighted all of his fondest memories from sec 1 all the way to sec 4..i dunno abt u, but im sure that it touched so many of the sec 4 population..all of guys have been thru so much since graduating from primary school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recollections&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1:&lt;br /&gt;1.7 philemon..the most cocked-up class in the level..i had all the troublemakers in the same class with me..rahulnath, jagathis, rahul mohan, arvind kumar..they all made fun of poor thow lor..THOW SONG!! and THOW PARADE!! man..those were the days..we were young, carefree, more-or-less innocent..pants up to our bellybuttons and socks almost up to our knees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2:&lt;br /&gt;i was in 2.11 asher for the first 2 weeks of school, up to the point when we came back from desaru. for many of us, desaru was the first time we'd been out the country without our parents, and i was no exception. made so many friends in those first 2 weeks..was kinda sad when i had to transfer to 2.1 reuben cos the indonesian scholars had arrived at acs. then again, it wasnt so bad..had realli great times at 2.1 too..making fun of mahathir..cyber-ac sessions with ryan, jon and guo quan..not to mention making fun of fiona ho the whole way. i remember one lit lesson, we were all so rowdy she asked us "class! if u dont want to do lit, what do u want to do??" the whole class yelled "SEX!!" and to our surprise, she immediately proceeded to draw a mindmap on sex on the board..surely an unforgettable lesson *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3:&lt;br /&gt;3.11 elisha..gary pek as class teacher..man the guys a bloody slacker lor..not a single bit of social studies was done or taught until the few weeks before the exams. and not to mention our trip to lijiang and dali..got to know everyone in the class realli well on that trip..every night we'd cram into malcolm's hotel room and we'd watch tv and eat cup noodles, talk cock and play tai tee till the wee hours of the morning. 3.11 was also my first encounter with see teck hock..i can realli safely say that he's one of the best teacher's a ever had..all credit for my bio results goes to him lor..not to mention lessons from his life's experiences..insights on life given to us from him..despite being one of the hardest teachers in the school, all of us in the class knew that he's also got a heart of gold..&lt;br /&gt;and by now, all of our pants had reached the hips, and our socks had somehow disappeared into our shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4:&lt;br /&gt;4.11 stephen..see teck hock for class teacher!! yay!! the beginning of the year was when he imparted to us that most inspiring quote at the beginning of this entry. the days in sec 4 were numbered, but we enjoyed every single minute of it. all of the ups, all of the downs..i may not have cherished them then, but i cherish them now..all the fond memories will be with me for the rest of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farewells(2/2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the FoS Clan, the choir committee, the ncc committee..despite any disagreements we might have had (especially in ncc), i count u guys among my closest circle of friends. im realli gonna miss you guys..must meet up even if we're not in the same jc yar? and the choir xco, must get together to perfom if we can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my juniors in choir, for whom it has been a pleasure to serve as ur vice-prez and mentor..i'll miss u guys too! i'll definitely come back to see u guys yar? though if u dont want to see me i'll understand *lolz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all of my teachers through all my 4 years in acs..thank you so much for all ur guidance and teachings through this chapter of my life. i may not have argreed with everything u might have suggested and wanted, i still count u pple as some of the key figures in the shaping of my person, the molding of my character..i cant thank all of you enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life is a road that i wanna keep going, love is a river i wanna keep flowing on.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"starting out on a journey.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snifs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for everything that u do guys..no matter what happens, give ur best in all that you do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote the hallelu institution that has given me both ups and downs in my life, and made me decide that i want a secular jc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;THE BEST IS YET TO BE&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ &lt;em&gt;The ACS Anthem&lt;/em&gt; ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in days of yore from western shores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oldham, dauntless hero, came&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and planted a beacon of truth and light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in this island of the main&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here may it stand from year to year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emblem of grand endeavor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the regions round echo the sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of ACS forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing ACS forever more, our acs forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God saved our land and heaven bless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our ACS forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our students hail from china's plains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the land of rising sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we have many sons from india's strand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the islands of the main&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our hearts, our hopes, our aims, are one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no discord e're will sever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll stand together for the cause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of ACS forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing ACS forever more, our acs forever&lt;br /&gt;God saved our land and heaven bless&lt;br /&gt;our ACS forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109774153523060448?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109774153523060448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109774153523060448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109774153523060448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109774153523060448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/farewells-recollections.html' title='Farewells &amp; Recollections'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109723777983378340</id><published>2004-10-08T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T20:16:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRICKED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"13549841, this is dispatch. your orders are to fly recon route 267. take-off clearance has already been granted at the southern hanger.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rousing myself from my restful slumber, i opened my multi-facceted eyes and ran my wings through their cold-start sequence, ensuring that i didnt miss any steps that would cause a catastrophic failure of my thinner-than-paper devices. checks completed, i opened up the throttle and took off into the cool morning air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flitting out the hanger door, i made a dash for the 1st route marker. you see, the sooner i finish recon, the sooner i can get my honey! &lt;em&gt;somehow, there's this strange allure about it..warm, thick, sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT MY HONEY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i ran through the first 3 route markers without incident. spotting the entrance to the 4th marker, i punched my afterburners and dove through the crack in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OOH!! BRIGHT LIGHT!! OOOOOOOH!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"brriiighht lliighhhtt..briiiggghht..ii loovee iiitt..liiiigghttt.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"intruder!! who is this beige-coloured blob that dares to block my light?? outrageous!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dived toward it, weapon at the ready (just in case). landing carefully, i proceeded with my investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"maybe after this i can get a bonus..MORE HONEY!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came from the sky, swifter than a lightning bolt, and certainly a whole lot deadlier. although it barely grazed me, i had suffered mortal wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"MEDIC!! HONEY!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, i knew i was done for. desperately, i drew in my last breath, and released my payload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANA SAI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's when i opened my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe some explanataion is in order.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, i had woken this morning and proceeded to my shower as usual. &lt;strong&gt;due to the uncurable condition known as "morning sickness", more commonly known as "sleepiness", i decided to shower with my eyes closed&lt;/strong&gt; (i was desperate to get more shut-eye, can u seriously blame me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i was, showering (i refuse to use any other adjectives that may have double, maybe even triple, meanings), when i brushed my right middle finger my accident and felt a sharp pain. no, it was not due to my "morning sickness", it was due to a bee that had conveniently decided to investigate my finger. it wasnt happy that i had hit it, so it &lt;strong&gt;pricked&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i was, water running down my face, blinking stupidly at the bee, who is frantically trying to stuff his &lt;strong&gt;prick&lt;/strong&gt; into a hole in my finger (she made the hole by the way..). so i flicked it away and watched as the venom sac at the end of its &lt;strong&gt;prick&lt;/strong&gt; twitched away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realised that it was a venom sac. so i pulled it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky for me, im not allergic to &lt;strong&gt;bee's pricks&lt;/strong&gt;, so i didnt collapse and pass out there and then. unfortunately, i am still succeptible to its other effects. &lt;strong&gt;therefore, my right middle finger currently looks the michelin man's, with the exception of the fact that my finger isnt white.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so yeah, right now my middle finger is 127.38% times its normal size.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;go on, laugh at my expense. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ur supposed to..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;other than that though, today's been a rather uneventful day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;see ya'll around&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;~ waves the finger ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109723777983378340?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109723777983378340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109723777983378340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109723777983378340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109723777983378340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/pricked.html' title='PRICKED'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109707386361089529</id><published>2004-10-06T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T22:44:23.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Roller Coaster Ride..Wad Do I Do Now? Where Do I Go From Here?</title><content type='html'>the answer to the above question(s): MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelim results were released today..first thing in the morning, can u believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i scored well for 3 subs, did ok for the rest except chem, for which i obtained a 54%. i gotta go for intensive study camp for 2 subs! chem and ss..so fun right? and worst part was, i fit the criteria for chem like a hand fits into a tight glove: by 1%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 percent! 1 measly percent! and if ur wondering why im not using the percentage sign, its cos &lt;em&gt;im lazy to press both shift and 5 at the same time&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im caught between emotions: happy and proud of my A1s in english, lit and bio, sad that i didnt do better, and relieved that i didnt do worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta agree, im weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my marks are below. &lt;strong&gt;hurl rotten eggs at me, laugh at me, chide me, i dont realli care at the moment. all i wanna do is to do better in Os&lt;/strong&gt;..they're the last chance i got..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL: 81%&lt;br /&gt;Lit: 77%&lt;br /&gt;Bio: 89%&lt;br /&gt;-those were the ones im proud of..now come the lesser results..&lt;br /&gt;E Math: 60%&lt;br /&gt;Phy: 66%&lt;br /&gt;Chem: 54%&lt;br /&gt;Combined H: 63%&lt;br /&gt;(all the marks are after moderation btw..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i managed to garner a L1R5 of 14 points after moderation. i dont even want to know what it was before moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem wif my L1R5 is that it presents to me a very interesting challenge: the challenge of choosing a jc for the provisional admission. its like, 14 is right in the middle of many jc's requirements, so im kinda stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;based on my choices, i have made the following decision:&lt;br /&gt;1st choice: NJC&lt;br /&gt;2nd choice: ACJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choosing wasnt tough, even though my score isnt good enuf for njc (extremely slim chances of getting in, but chances none the less), and i can very easily make it into acjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why dont i go acjc then?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts a good qn, and i have a good ans too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its too..&lt;strong&gt;hallelu&lt;/strong&gt; (or overbearing with regards to religion) (no offense to christianity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like, i dont want to go to a jc where they try to convert u every step of the way. 4 years in acs is enough of &lt;em&gt;hallelu-ness&lt;/em&gt;, especially for a free-thinker like me. granted, the morning devotions, chapels, services..they're good and all, but i guess i just dont think its fair to those who are non-christian. just today, we had a screening of some christian film after the results were released. i sat through an hour and a half of some show featuring a cop, his kids, and a gang. every 10 mins, the show was interrupted by some music video of some christian song, with the themes of the videos having nothing to do wif the show. granted, i understood its meaning, and acknowledge that it applies to non-christians too, but i dont want to be forced into watching the film. its like, it shouldnt be mandatory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, after all that, i guess i have nothing much to say anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stumbling into the next stage of my life, and im hoping that i can pick up the pace again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*round and round the mulberry bush..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news.. went to subway for lunch today. it was the subway at the subway, specifically, the subway at city hall interchange. i had a 1-foot meatball sandwich, with parmeasan oregano (how do u spell those words??) bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 words: I LIKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been stoning the whole day..run out of things to say already yar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update ya'll as i go along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ stumbles off *no, im not drunk..* ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109707386361089529?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109707386361089529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109707386361089529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109707386361089529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109707386361089529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/emotional-roller-coaster-ridewad-do-i.html' title='Emotional Roller Coaster Ride..Wad Do I Do Now? Where Do I Go From Here?'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109698649505211997</id><published>2004-10-05T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T22:28:15.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS!! </title><content type='html'>heyy..havent been in here for a while..like i said in my tag, i've not been able to get on the comp much..therefore, i havent been able to blog as often as i would have liked to. its good and bad..the good is that im able to watch my eyesight, since i usually stay on the comp for extended periods when i do get on the comp..the bad is that i cant remember stuff that i had wanted to add..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still there's one thing i wont forget yar? and that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS EUD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this girl ah..she got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;87% for EL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; prelims!! just amazing..i dont know anyone else who's capable of such english grades yar? to put things in perspective: top in EL at acs is 86%, and that's AFTER moderation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ur tremendous achievement, i promise u a treat. what treat? you'll have to wait and see.. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell u the truth, that was the crux of today's entry, mainly because i cant remember anything else of what happened in the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml's the release of prelim results..needless to say, im panicked abt combined humanities, physics and chemistry. because of these subjects, my L1R5 can vary from 8 points to 18 points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything is possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or so im told..or have been told..or was told..or is going to be told (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ gg ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109698649505211997?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109698649505211997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109698649505211997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109698649505211997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109698649505211997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/congratulations.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS!! '/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109698647868846124</id><published>2004-10-05T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T22:27:58.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS!! </title><content type='html'>heyy..havent been in here for a while..like i said in my tag, i've not been able to get on the comp much..therefore, i havent been able to blog as often as i would have liked to. its good and bad..the good is that im able to watch my eyesight, since i usually stay on the comp for extended periods when i do get on the comp..the bad is that i cant remember stuff that i had wanted to add..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still there's one thing i wont forget yar? and that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS EUD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this girl ah..she got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;87% for EL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; prelims!! just amazing..i dont know anyone else who's capable of such english grades yar? to put things in perspective: top in EL at acs is 86%, and that's AFTER moderation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ur tremendous achievement, i promise u a treat. what treat? you'll have to wait and see.. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell u the truth, that was the crux of today's entry, mainly because i cant remember anything else of what happened in the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml's the release of prelim results..needless to say, im panicked abt combined humanities, physics and chemistry. because of these subjects, my L1R5 can vary from 8 points to 18 points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything is possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or so im told..or have been told..or was told..or is going to be told (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ gg ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109698647868846124?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109698647868846124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109698647868846124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109698647868846124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109698647868846124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/congratulations_05.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS!! '/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109663715908347449</id><published>2004-10-01T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T21:25:59.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.</title><content type='html'>hey everyone..realised i havent been in here for a while already..been kinda bz for the past few days..since wednesday in fact..today's been the only slightly restful day for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the day-to-day energy requirements demanded by my body started on wednesday..got up early in order to get to rennick's at 9 to prepare for our supposed performance on seniors' nite. in end we didnt do much..couldnt get any songs done. then came our class party at simon's place. sure, it was fun..we had wanted to pratise, but rennick didnt turn up, and the elec guitar wouldnt work wif the keyboard as amp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, all was not lost on wednesday..the choir sec 4s treated ms ng to lunch at kuishin bo! yes, its tt restaurant who's stupid advert is "dom dom dom..1 2 3..we are, kuishin bo.." lousy advert aside, the food was great. sure, the lunch buffet was $22 pax, but seriously, it was damn good..if u have the chance, go there and chow yeah? the food is realli realli realli good..trust me..we were there eating for 2 hours straight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"for more product information, please visit yi jun's blog..he can be found in the links section, just down the aisle on your right.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday..honours day. dressed up in long sleeve shirt and dress pants (i never understood the expression..i mean, dress pants? they're kinda different arent they??) just to go on stage for 6s and receive an envelope with a cert in it. the cert was printed on thick, yellow paper..im assuming its to make it look sophisticated, like parchment..who're they trying to kid? i mean, does the school need to budget so much that they cant afford a few hundred sheets of higher-than-80gsm white paper?! (in case havent caught on by now, white paper is more expensive - they have to bleach it white..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seniors' nite was in the evening..it was fun lah. the whole evening was full of song and dance and people making merry..the factory of happiness, as it were. we cancelled our class item..we were totally and completely unprepared to perform. in fact, the only thing we were prepared to do was screw up. all was well, no one minded not performing, and we just had fun. then han kok peng comes along and fucks around, bugging us to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK IT. JUST FUCK IT. WHY DONT SHE TRY BLOODY PERFORMING WITH NOT A SINGLE FULL REHEARSAL?! HECK, WHY DOESNT SHE TRY ORGANISING A REHEARSAL FOR A GROUP OF 6 PEOPLE, ALL WHO HAVE DIFFERENT SCHEDULES, ALL WITHIN A SPACE OF ONE-AND-A-HALF FUCKING DAYS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the emcees annouced us, but we couldnt go on stage. why did they announce us? well, hkp and rennick decided that we could all perform, and by then we seriously &lt;strong&gt;COULD NOT GIVE A FUCK about whatever the fuck happened&lt;/strong&gt;, so we just agreed. as it turned out, rennick didnt bring lyrics for the song..tim couldnt get his guitar chords, i couldnt get my words, mong couldnt get his drumbeat. &lt;strong&gt;FUCK IT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this morning, han kok peng asks the class why we didnt perform. she then proceeds to lecture the class on why it is important to do stuff we're supposed to do, "by hook or by crook". &lt;strong&gt;U DONT DO A DAMN PERFORMANCE BY HOOK OR BY CROOK!! U DO IT WELL, OR U DONT DO IT AT ALL!! WE TELL HER, WE WANTED TO DO IT WELL, OR NOT DO IT AT ALL, BUT NOOO, SHE COMPLETELY TURNS IT AROUND AND SAYS THAT IT WAS OUR RESPONSIBILITY. THEN SHE GIVES US THE LOOK OF COMPLETE AND UTTER DISAPPOINTMENT. WELL GO AHEAD AND BE DISAPPOINTED!! SEE IF WE FUCKING CARE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she says that rennick said that we never told him that we cancelled the performance. &lt;strong&gt;LIKE, WHAT THE FUCK?! ME AND MONG TOLD HIM THAT WE'D TALK TO PAT THONG AND ASK HER WHETHER OR NOT WE COULD CANCEL, AND HE SAID OK. WE TALKED TO HER, GOT THE GO AHEAD TO CANCEL, AND CALLED TIM TO TELL KEL AND HIM. THEY TOLD HIM, BLOODY-FUCKING HELL, THEY TOLD HIM!! AND HE GOES AND TELLS HAN KOK PENG THAT HE DIDNT KNOW?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NIKE: JUST DO IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEEJ: JUST FUCK IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST FUCK IT ALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109663715908347449?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109663715908347449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109663715908347449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109663715908347449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109663715908347449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/10/f.html' title='F.'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109629361037870789</id><published>2004-09-27T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T22:07:37.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY..not tomorrow, not yesterday, but TODAY</title><content type='html'>today began with a rather surprising..well..&lt;em&gt;beginning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, im not referring to the sun rising, the birds chirping, the hot air rising because of its expansion and lowered density..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sec 4s began the day with a talk on &lt;u&gt;homosexuality&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, more specifically, &lt;u&gt;the myths of homosexuality&lt;/u&gt;. no, there were not like "the adventures of hercules", mainly cos hercules is a &lt;em&gt;legend&lt;/em&gt;, not a myth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a subtle difference there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the day opened with a talk on homosexuality by the school counseler &lt;strong&gt;chia bee teck a.k.a the school counseler&lt;/strong&gt;. she talked about homosexuality, mainly the rise of homosexuality, the gay rights movement, and the odds of one contracting AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heterosexual: 1 in &lt;em&gt;450,000&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homosexual:   1 in 165&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, it was a pretty interesting talk, though some pple chose to take it as a joke..the poor, uncivilised sods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper reviews have begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, they werent too bad..granted, i was bored out of my wits, slowly vegetating away in an aggravatingly stuporous auditorium, but hey, im blogging now arent i? *i will survive..i will &lt;em&gt;suuurvive..&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most boring were the teachers..i mean, u gotta give them credit for trying to make the review interesting, for trying their best to make us realise our mistakes..in the words of tim, "she's trying to sound &lt;strong&gt;sexy&lt;/strong&gt;.." but, in my words, "they end up &lt;strong&gt;sedative&lt;/strong&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, even with all the horribly boring stuff, there were light (and dark) moments. for example, you wont believe the kinda stuff pple say when they try to hard for their compos..i mean, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"your mouth will become wet like a fishball in a bowl of boiling soup"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?? i mean, wt-blooming-f??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dark times were seen as well..and im not referring to the time when some of the lights were dimmed..the propoganda teachers are telling us that we're all screwed, we all screwed up the propoganda paper, we all should be doing better..&lt;strong&gt;ETC ETC&lt;/strong&gt;. my class got a msg of 6. i mean, msg of 6 for a propoganda paper?! way out man..&lt;em&gt;waaaay&lt;/em&gt; out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite all that, the school day was fun. i mean, talking cock for the whole day without worrying (much) abt work? just..fun yar? &lt;strong&gt;we were talking shit/cock/bull/cock AND bull and singing and doodling..basically doing anything and everything we could that had nothing to do with the paper review, and wouldnt get us into trouble..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, this is ACS(I), the school where the students are supposed to be scholars, officers and gentlemen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;supposed to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; being the operative words of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough luck oldham..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, paper reviews aside, this week promises to be a hectic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: today..read above to find out.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: same programme as monday..most probably anyway..may go out for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: acs school holiday, choir sec 4s treating ms ng to lunch, 4.11 class party at 4.00pm&lt;br /&gt;thursday: honours day, seniors' nite&lt;br /&gt;friday: same programme as monday..most probably anyway..may go out for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of honours day, poor jeff got a merit award for choir..he deserves a distiction lor..i mean, he may not agree wif the mdms on how the choir is run, how the rehearsals are conducted, but seriously, he means well for the choir, he is dedicated lor..granted, he may not have performed his duties as student conductor, but hey, the choir knows how much he put in..he neglected his duties cos he felt that he could do more elsewhere, the fact that he didnt think much of mdm and didnt want to help her not withstanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeff, u deserve a distiction and u know it. i know the mdms wont budge, but hey, what's important is that u know that in ur heart. i know its realli cliched and all, but its true yar? awards arent everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seniors' nite..stupid &lt;strong&gt;pat thong a.k.a pat's thong a.k.a the sec 4 year director&lt;/strong&gt;..she asked our class to perform! like, in such short notice? granted, we could most probably do it, but its like, what the hey man?! i dunno..i may be involved..&lt;em&gt;only time will tell&lt;/em&gt;..heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, does anyone know what time and where is seniors' nite? and what to wear? mong says that gotta wear slacks and long sleeve and tie, but right now, we're all not sure..if anyone knows, drop me a tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to round off an already wonderful day, i went to eud's place after school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*GRINS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*WINKS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..thats all for today i guess..i'll see ya'll arnd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ toodle-loo ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109629361037870789?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109629361037870789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109629361037870789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109629361037870789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109629361037870789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/todaynot-tomorrow-not-yesterday-but.html' title='TODAY..not tomorrow, not yesterday, but TODAY'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109619505138721840</id><published>2004-09-26T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T18:40:01.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To The Future..</title><content type='html'>hey everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i mentioned that i dont like weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weekends can be classified into 2 categories: &lt;strong&gt;saturdays&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;sundays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturdays are boring. &lt;em&gt;extremely, horrifically, terrible, severely..boring.&lt;/em&gt; i stay at home the whole day, either playing comp or mugging or what not, and not liking any of it cos, let's face it, no one likes to be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sundays: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;porter duty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my family goes out for lunch every sunday. after lunch we almost never fail to walk around where ever we are, and we almost never fail to buy something, after which i am assigned, by default, porter duty. i carry big, heavy bags..which i have done ever since i can remember. such is the sad responsibility of an older brother. i mean, when i was primary 3, i was already helping my parents carry bags everywhere. when my bro was primary 3, what was he doing? &lt;em&gt;watching me do all the work.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright..enuf ranting..typical weekend blues, sorry about that.. now on to the show!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;back to the future&lt;/em&gt;..or, more specifically, the future that is my prelim results. tomorrow is monday (duh, u pple probably already know that) and paper reviews naturally start tomorrow. its time to do what i've put off for almost a week now..think abt my results; how i've fared, what i shld do abt it etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realli dunno..think i've mentioned it before, but no harm saying again right? this prelims were..stagnant. it was like, no feeling for the exam. no urgency, no "im dead im gonna die.." times..just me mugging at home and panicking some of the time..nothing compared to the past exams, where i had panicked almost all of the time, and mugged my ass of cos of the urgency and tension. FOS and co. would know, we've been going out to do lunch and all that even during the first few days of prelims (just before september hols), and we all know that we (with the exception of marcus) probably didnt study enough, but tried our best anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, what's past is past..all i can do now is hope for the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes my take on my results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english: A2&lt;br /&gt;tough paper..5 own word qns..i think everyone knows how irritating they are..and i wrote an expository compo for paper 1, so that's shaky..A2 is a best case scenario..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e math: B3 (hoping for A2)&lt;br /&gt;chicken shit paper 1..got careless in paper 2..dunno how many marks i've lost already, so im estimating a B3..best case scenario would be an A2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature: B4-A1&lt;br /&gt;no idea how i fared for this..paper 1 was alright, i could do that no probs..but paper 2 was tricky..typically tricky, and combined with my lousier text (12th night) im probably extremely shaky here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog elective: B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a load of bull.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies: B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a bigger, but more sensible, load of bull.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biology: A2&lt;br /&gt;best case scenario yar? i confidant that i did well in paper 1, but paper 2..well, its see teck hock's playground, so no big bets there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics: C5-B3&lt;br /&gt;paper 1 was ok..paper 2 was tricky..all in all, i think i fared badly..B4 would be a realistic scenario i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry: C5-A2&lt;br /&gt;a surprise result realli..found the chem paper quite good, feeling quite good about it, hence the estimation. but pple like awong (pro at studies) found the paper difficult, so im not sure here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. estimated L1R5 (best case scenario): 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt that will happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realistically, im hoping to be a 15-pointer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hoping" would be the operative word here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im guessing u pple are tired of my boring one-liners..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ insert appropriate one-liner expressing "toodle-loos" here ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109619505138721840?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109619505138721840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109619505138721840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109619505138721840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109619505138721840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/back-to-future.html' title='Back To The Future..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109608771407595600</id><published>2004-09-25T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T12:48:34.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday Once More..</title><content type='html'>alright, for those who didnt get the title, this entry is supposed to be for yesterday. since i got home at 11.35pm, i obviously didnt have time to blog, so here i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;righto, here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the 24th of September, 2004. The day dawned bright and sunny, with only a few puffy clouds in the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 10.30am. i skipped breakfast and went online. i had brunch at 11.50am. i played computer games until 3pm. i ate budget maggi mee at 2.45pm cos i was hungry. yes, in case u were wondering, these are all just fillers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*muahaha*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to eud's place after tt..managed to help her configure her ad-aware and help install win xp sp 2. dunno if it helped though..that remains to be seen. just hope that built-in firewall that windows touts to be sooo good works. it was fun lah..cos of school and prelims and all, we dont get to see each other as often as we'd like to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*me is happy!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh! we had lagsana for dinner! *whee!!* its been realli realli long since i last ate it, mainly cos im the only one in my family who likes cheese. quite sad realli..so many home-made pasta options out of the way just because they dont eat cheese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its a sad, sad world..in terms of pasta in the cheong household anyway..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went for the blue concert!! *whee!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;travelling there was interesting..cos auntie referred to the 2002/2003 street directory, we kinda got a little mixed-up with the roads. blame the lousy nicholl highway collapse, which screwed up the roads along kallang so much that they looked nothing like those in the directory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, it was actually all our faults, cos we had forgotten that the nicholl highway had collapsed this year, thereby rendering the street map of that area rather limited in the help department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, we got to the indoor stadium without incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tix said that the concert would begin at 7.30pm. we (as in eud and me) were seated at 7.20pm..and &lt;strong&gt;we were quite frankly surprised to find that only half of the stadium was filled.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;very surprised&lt;/em&gt;, to be exact, considering that blue had cancelled 2 previous concerts here..we thought that the demand would be rather high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good for those who were late though..blue came on stage only at like , 9pm. there was some unknown on stage from 8-8.45pm, singing away and shamelessly plugging his own album. &lt;strong&gt;his name was derrick macdonald, or something like that. which brings to mind oil derricks, and the question of what it would've been like if his parents had named him ronald instead..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, at 9pm, blue came onstage, much to the delight of many a fan, who responded with the only known method proven to work at concerts: scream your lungs out. so eud and me had to tahan over an hour of screaming from all directions..i tell you, everything sounded muffled after the concert. in eud's words, it was like "someone had pressed a damper (like the piano one) on everything". it was like, wearing a pair of lousy earmuffs..if  you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert rocked..i mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ROCKED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the band rocked, the dancers rocked, the lone backup singer rocked, blue rocked..and the audience rocked too, though probably not as well as those on stage *haha* &lt;strong&gt;all types of pple were there..u had the teens, u had family groups with kids as young as kindergarden and dad's as old as, well, dads. u had the usual sarong party girls and the usual ang moh party animals..&lt;/strong&gt;damn fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realli gotta say, im impressed. realli impressed, at one member of the group, if not the whole group collectively. one of the guys, i think his name is lee (he's the one who has all the high parts) performed his parts flawlessly..like, pro lor! its not often u hear a guy go that high on a regular basis..and u could tell he was singing for real too (his face was realli red after that reeeaaaalliii long high note)..pro-ness, that's all i can say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny too..it was realli cool, the way the group connected with the audience..that, in my opinion, is the mark of a true performer..though i could just be off my rocker and have no idea wad im saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUTT JOKES!! ASS!! BUTTOCKS!! WAHAHAHA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this birthday girl who got to go on stage with blue..i tell you, the look of all those in the front..green with envy..and not just any green, it was a &lt;em&gt;bright neon lime green&lt;/em&gt; that was so clearly visible to anyone who could see them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i dont understand, and i will not make any effort to understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to those who were offended by what i just said: u may not slap me silly. what u may do is express ur dissatisfaction in a calm and civilised manner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, as per normal, the train running on my creative juices has come to a sudden and rather jerky halt. i have run out of things to say again!! oh no!! &lt;em&gt;what disaster shall befall the world now?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh, whats wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i guess thats all from yesterday..it was a realli realli realli fun day yar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*me is happy!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog again later, if today turns out to be anything unlike the horribly boring day that it promises to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ttyl ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109608771407595600?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109608771407595600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109608771407595600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109608771407595600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109608771407595600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/yesterday-once-more.html' title='Yesterday Once More..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109594486643261743</id><published>2004-09-23T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T21:17:43.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"If You Can Dodge A Wrench, You Can Dodge A Ball"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodge. Duck. Dip. Dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DODGE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5 Ds of Dodgeball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i did not count wrongly..watch the show, it'll prove it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..just watched dodgeball today..its damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its beyond lame..its..its..(not crippled mind u)..its..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;spastic&lt;/em&gt; *deadpan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still realli realli realli funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole show is just slapstick humour lah..the characters are sooo stereotyped..and the game is just perfect for stupid jokes. i mean, dodgeball?? with a team motto like "aim low", its hard to go wrong where lame jokes are concerned, get wad i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team abovedog: the globo pythons. &lt;em&gt;hissssssss.&lt;/em&gt; roight. anyway, they are the "perfect" team: all strong and macho and all (and this includes the lone 'lady' in the team). the exception of course is ben stiller's character, white goodman. &lt;strong&gt;he's crazy, whacked, psychotic and all that rolled into one.&lt;/strong&gt; and his team member's names are just..stupid. i mean, macho guys with names like lazer, blazer and, the best one, &lt;em&gt;michelle?&lt;/em&gt; like, what in the blazes?? *i just had to say that*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team underdog: the average joes. average guys, as u may probably have already guessed from their name..and i girl, lest i forget. they are the stereotyped guys i was talking about just now: 1 high school cheerleader, 1 fat house-husband, 1 jobless guy who happens to be the average joe gym manager..there's another jobless guy..u get the drift yar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the average joe's coach, reknown dodgeball player whats-his-name *i cant remember, patrick O'something*. lets say his name is patrick: &lt;strong&gt;he's this psychotic, wheelchair-bound guy who, in trying to turn a bunch of average joes into dodgeball superstars, makes them perform so many crazy antics that its painful.&lt;/strong&gt; painfully funny, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing he tells the team is the 5 Ds of dodgeball. of course, as u can see at the top, there are only 4, but he apparently cant tell, can he? and he tells the team, "if u can dodge a wrench, u can dodge ball!" and promptly throws a wrench at the high school cheerleader, who gets a hard knock on his head. and before i forget, he takes the whole team out to a 6-lane road, and tells them that if they can cross the whole way unscathed, they can definitely play ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and u wonder why he's wheelchair bound&lt;/em&gt; *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we (that is, me and mong and tim and jeremy) went to play pool and arcade. mat have to leave early..oh well. and i ate long john silvers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz..basically nothing to say about today lah..jus the dodgeball movie. as u probably have guessed alerady, this entry is more of a movie review than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..nth else to add now..will update later if i think of anything yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the words of white goodman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we're better than u, and we know it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya arnd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ waves ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109594486643261743?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109594486643261743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109594486643261743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109594486643261743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109594486643261743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/if-you-can-dodge-wrench-you-can-dodge.html' title='&quot;If You Can Dodge A Wrench, You Can Dodge A Ball&quot;'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109586499370581849</id><published>2004-09-22T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T22:56:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims end today ; official timing brought to you by cheej and lame co.</title><content type='html'>hey ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the official last day of the prelims. not my last day. the official one. not that it matters to me, but hey, i gotta be specific. it never killed to be specific, so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sticks out tongue*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got to school at 1150. i expected the amath paper (the official final paper, mind u) to end at 1215, on schedule, but i ended up waiting till 1240. that's a whole 25mins behind time! blarrdy!! and &lt;strong&gt;u know why? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U KNOW WHY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos they were giving out cca point records. like, why cant they give it out when they are &lt;em&gt;SURE&lt;/em&gt; that everyone can get it? like, make sure that everyone gets it in 1 shot..isnt that a whole lot less messy? and easy for the teachers? like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHEESH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i had to go look for &lt;strong&gt;see teck hock a.k.a the best bio teacher the world has ever seen&lt;/strong&gt; to get my cca points record. WHEE!! i got 10points!! A1 baby!! thank goodness..i realli need the grade lor..its also kinda a relief for me lah..all my hard work over the years paid off. not that i did all the stuff in choir for the points, but its nice to know u get something in return, ya know what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, 'nuff said abt all that. after all tt, me and mat and mong and timwent to yio chu kang to play badminton. the whole 4.11 sub-clan of the [FOS] clan. in other words, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FULL OF SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are, in the order above:&lt;br /&gt;[FOS]--&gt;r3activ3&lt;-- a.k.a Ch33 Ch33&lt;br /&gt;[FOS]--&gt;hymaps&lt;-- a.k.a Bai Bai&lt;br /&gt;[FOS]--&gt;Ex(lu$iV3&lt;-- a.k.a Mei Mei&lt;br /&gt;[FOS]--&gt;kill&lt;-- a.k.a Di Di&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, we played badminton from 3-5. quite fun..even though i mostly got owned, pwned and any other gaming lingo for thrashed. even then, it was fun. it was lame. it was..fun. hahaha. k nvm, im going crazy..im tired lah, wad to do? normally the pple i play wif dun monkey me so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just hope that i dont ache tomorrow. heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*what in the world did i just heh heh for??*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, just found out, some of the prefects are going for blue concert too! how cool is that! all i know though is that mong and sean chan are going..out of the grp of course, its not just the two of them *heh heh* shld be fun lah..havent been to pop concert before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..nothing more to add now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realli shld slp soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ gdnite everyone ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109586499370581849?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109586499370581849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109586499370581849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109586499370581849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109586499370581849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/prelims-end-today-official-timing.html' title='prelims end today ; official timing brought to you by cheej and lame co.'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109577203974987233</id><published>2004-09-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T21:07:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lousy day..even though it rained..</title><content type='html'>its been a long long &lt;em&gt;loooong&lt;/em&gt; and lousy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though it rained (i like rain..especially when im caught in it, but never u mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b0ring. h0rribly b0ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the words of &lt;strong&gt;chew kah wai a.k.a can just die right&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can just die right..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol *deadpan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case ur wondering why i keep using deadpan..i fit the 2nd part of it. dead-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right, in case u havent figured out by now, i've just been trying to fill space. im bored. extremely bored. bored out of my wits. im &lt;strong&gt;so bored that i have gotten a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a headache! from being bored! not from mugging or doing projects or studying (same as mugging, i know) or playing computer games or watching too much tv. i have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a blooming headache&lt;/span&gt; from being bored! what's next? having a headache from being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being stuck at home. it is for this reason that im not too big on holidays. sure, u dont get homework, u dun have to study every single day, u dont have to answer to foul (and &lt;em&gt;fowl&lt;/em&gt;, not to mention &lt;em&gt;bulldog&lt;/em&gt;) faced teachers every time u do something. but, &lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt;, what do u get in return? nothing to do. and i mean &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in every sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need something to do. realli. anything. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. its like, i wouldnt mind if u give me homework! granted, i probably wont do it, but hey! its me! and it gives me something not to do! right now, i dont even have that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; have, is someone to think about *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee..going for the &lt;strong&gt;BLUE concert&lt;/strong&gt; this friday! *WHEE!* its gonna be the first pop concert i've ever been to. seriously. before this, it was only musicals and choral concerts. whee!! what a breakthrough! a pop concert! of course, there's the band itself: blue is &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; boyband worth listening to and respecting, if not only for the fact that they are one of the few boybands who can actually sing without the aid of a synthesiser. in fact, one of the few times where they do use synthesisers is only for beats (which is good by the way) &lt;strong&gt;as compared to a certain ms. spears, who may as well list her career as "lip-sync-er"&lt;/strong&gt;. and not forgetting other boybands, such as..um..er..*thinks realli hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case..WHEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouch..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..shall sleep it off later..it'd better be better by tomorrow man..otherwise tml at badminton wif mong and co. sure &lt;u&gt;free-frag&lt;/u&gt; liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..cant think of anymore to add now..and probably wont think of anymore to add either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch ya'll later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ stumbles away ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109577203974987233?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109577203974987233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109577203974987233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109577203974987233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109577203974987233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/lousy-dayeven-though-it-rained.html' title='lousy day..even though it rained..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109566621752186440</id><published>2004-09-20T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T15:43:37.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 8: Biology / EET EEZ COMPLEETE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;eet eez compleete!! feenalee! eet eez compleete!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*maniacal laughter is heard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its over! finally! prelims are over! *wheeeeeee..!* now i can rest for abt a week or so before mugging again..*suddenly my prospects seem dimmer..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, prelims finished with a bang. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a painful bang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio paper was, as &lt;strong&gt;yong lee har a.k.a dean of bio&lt;/strong&gt; had predicted: straightforward. sadly, it was also as i predicted: &lt;em&gt;a pain to do&lt;/em&gt;. paper 1 was simple, i gotta admit, no worries abt it, except that i had to make cakes again halfway thru the paper..*heh heh, u sooo needed to know that..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 2 was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the painful one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. the edges of the paper were sharp, i swear! nah..kidding..it was straightforward but &lt;em&gt;painfully tedious&lt;/em&gt;..i can safely say that 85% of the paper was pure regurgitation..ya know, the exam equivalent of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;verbal diarrhoea&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as lady luck would have it, i crapped *both in paper 1 and paper 2, if ya know what i mean* *winks* and by lady luck's will (ill-will, more like..) a qn on biotechnology came out in paper 2 section a, and a compulsory ecology+genetics essay qn came out in paper 2 section b. how wonderful! they combine my weak chapts into 1 essay qn..2 parts worth 10marks in total..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i qn was clearly a &lt;strong&gt;see teck hock a.k.a the best bio teacher the world has ever seen&lt;/strong&gt;'s: list the similarities and differences between a growing and developing human embryo and a developing seed [10marks]. incredible qn..and the best part was, it was a compulsory qn. i tell u, it got the whole bio corhort wondering if we had put in enough detail, enough points, enough bullshit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u get the gist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, the prelims have come and gone, and i dont feel any the worse (or better, i might add..) after it..this isnt good, is it? its not supposed to happen like this! im supposed to be tired out, exhausted mentally (but no so much as physically, dun u get any ideas..) and extremely relieved that the exams are over..at least, for now. and i should be thinking about o levels! which i am, but not nearly enough..i should be going, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"IM DEAD! IM DEAD! IM GONNA FAIL PRELIMS! IM GONNA FAIL PRELIMS! IM GONNA FAIL O LEVELS!! IM SCREWED!! QE-fukin-D!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"QE-fukin-D!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, im kidding. pls ignore the nonsensical (and somewhat musical) tirade that u have just read/heard..it is complete and utter bullshit, an incomplete figment of your imagination. or, as yi jun would say it..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ph34r!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*someone, anyone, pls..&lt;em&gt;SLAP ME SILLY!!&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unless, of course, im already silly..then..u can..&lt;em&gt;SLAP ME STUPID!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR SOMETHING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..dun mind me, im jus being my regular schizo self..prelims are over now, so i guess i'll have some recovery time..will take a break for a while, let my body rest and my brain cells recover..&lt;em&gt;their dendrites are extremely, extremely tired, if ya know what i mean..*sly grin*&lt;/em&gt; if im not wrong, one of them even picked up a myelin sheath infection..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no problems there, a couple of floods of antibiotics should work..unless of course, its a viral infection, then he's gonna need an intra-cell-body injection of monumental &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(in this case, microscopic)&lt;/span&gt; proportions &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(heh..trying to be drama..)&lt;/span&gt;. he's gonna need a huge shot of genetically-modified restricted endonuclease to cut him up, remove the lousy virus, and a generous dollop of ligase to seal him back up. in fact, i may throw in a pair of tweezers &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(stainless steel, no less..)&lt;/span&gt; for his benefit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls..ignore me..its for your own good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*struggles into straitjacket*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ maniacal laughter ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109566621752186440?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109566621752186440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109566621752186440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109566621752186440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109566621752186440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/prelims-day-8-biology-eet-eez.html' title='Prelims Day 8: Biology / EET EEZ COMPLEETE!!'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109560199619669302</id><published>2004-09-19T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T22:25:13.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QE-fukin-D</title><content type='html'>*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hey, its better than panicking, isnt it?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow: bio paper. &lt;strong&gt;im screwed.&lt;/strong&gt; u would never catch me saying that for bio this time last year, but what's passed is passed (or is it past?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell: &lt;strong&gt;im screwed&lt;/strong&gt; *deadpan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 weak chapters. which happen to be &lt;em&gt;big, huge, gargantuan, enormous, gigantic chapters&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ecology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;genetics&lt;/strong&gt; (genetic engineering to be precise) and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;microbiology/technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; chapters. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; chapters. and the worst part is, its not that i dont understand them or anything like that. by &lt;em&gt;the most incredible stroke of bad luck&lt;/em&gt;, i was sick and in bed when the chapters were taught. sure, i learn them at home, but i have no idea if what i know is good enough or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yong lee har a.k.a dean of bio&lt;/strong&gt; told her classes that the paper would be straightforward. which could mean 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the paper is as straightforward as can ever be, but will still be &lt;em&gt;a pain to do&lt;/em&gt; as its a full-on regurgitation paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) the paper is as application-oriented as can ever be, but will still be &lt;em&gt;a pain to do&lt;/em&gt; as its a full-on thinking paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, the paper could be anything and everything in between, and will still be &lt;em&gt;a pain to do&lt;/em&gt;, cos its got both of the above possibilities. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;such joy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bio prelims is, as we like to put it, see &lt;strong&gt;teck hock a.k.a the best bio teacher the world has ever seen&lt;/strong&gt;'s playground. of course, the whole of acs(i) also knows that see teck hock is the most brutal bio teacher u will ever meet, so the marks that will represent the above chapters are almost sure to be down the drain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, &lt;strong&gt;im screwed.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;QE-fuckin-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, on a lighter, more helium induced note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping today! and i went to swensens for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whee!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new white button-up shirt! now, u pple must be wondering, since when did chee jun go shopping?? well, i didnt go cos i wanted to. i only followed my parents cos it would mean no lunch if i didnt..anyway, i would up in john little at PS, and i saw the white shirt lah. i remembered that my white shirt at home didnt fit me anymore, so i buy lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in a sense, it wasnt shopping..and in another sense, it was..*lol, im not making sense*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ate fish baked rice at swensens! whee! i love their fish baked rice! even though i normally dont eat seafood, i make an exception for swensens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i got the scv digital tv box today! granted, i didnt get any of the digital tv channels, but hey, there's room for expansion right? still, the only reason we got the digital tv box was because our tv has to convert the analogue signal coming in into a digital signal. rather than have it lag when converting to digital, my dad decided to get a digital box, so the signal coming in is digital already, so my tv doesnt have to lag and convert to digital format..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*did any of that make sense??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i think it does, in a round-about sort of manner..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i gotta admit, i've been acting rather strange recently. stoned at times, hyper at times, with almost none of what's in between. up and down, left and right, but never dead-center. eud would know *smiles* &lt;strong&gt;to eud: dun worry *too much* k? i'll be ok *grins*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies, gonna go back to bio now..after tml, i'll be free! at least, for a few days yar? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, good luck for those who still have the prelims ongoing, and a word of encouragement to those whos prelims are over but are having trouble finding the motivation to study. gl hf ya'll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ boing ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109560199619669302?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109560199619669302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109560199619669302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109560199619669302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109560199619669302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/qe-fukin-d.html' title='QE-fukin-D'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109549857011614172</id><published>2004-09-18T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T17:09:30.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu: Boring Day</title><content type='html'>*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tell u the truth, today's actually mugging-day and not bor-ing day, but now tt prelims are ongoing, they are one and the same. it may only be bio left for me, but im still panicking when i go thru my txtbk..its like, i realli need my bio grade, so im doing everything i can to do well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i havent been working as hard as i probably should have. today, i've done only 3hrs of bio so far..technically, thats more than i was planning to spend, but there wasnt anything else better to do, so there *hmph*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, i've spent like an hour and a half today jus playing comp. actually, it was more like aimless mouse-clicking and keyboard-mashing; im soo sick of the games on my comp. JA: been there, done that. CS: been there, done that. WC3 &amp; TFT: been there, done that. various demos: been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, everything on my comp is 'been there, done that'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im doing bio wif jeff and chunky online..we're having lotsa fun! none of us have answer keys for our qns, so we're doing all that we can to answer sensibly and reasonably, but we dunno if our answers are correct or not. *lmao*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, curse my slacker brain cells, i cant think of anything to post here!  being stoned the whole f-ing day is no fun..i've done nothing other then bio, comp, and plug into my mp3 player. its a sad sad day for it: i've given it no rest from jus before lunch to 4.10pm. i think i shall have to recharge it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright..gonna get off here..will be back later if i can think of anything to update abt..cya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ insert suitable sign out line here ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109549857011614172?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109549857011614172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109549857011614172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109549857011614172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109549857011614172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/deja-vu-boring-day.html' title='Deja Vu: Boring Day'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109542039858425266</id><published>2004-09-17T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T19:26:38.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 7: Chemistry /  Warning! Bio-hazard!</title><content type='html'>hey ya'll..miracles happen every day! today's the first time i've ever felt confident (to a certain extent) about a chemistry paper! of course, i could just have filled in &lt;em&gt;all wrong answers&lt;/em&gt; and not known it, thereby thinking it was easy, but hey, i gotta be optimistic right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whee..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whee..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;whee..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, was suffering from bloggers' block jus now..paiseh arh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..chem paper..it had a pink cover sheet! &lt;strong&gt;*pink!*&lt;/strong&gt; k nvm, im crazy. i had a huge cup of coffee just now, so im realli hyper..like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HYPER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anyway, as i said, chem paper was pretty ok..however, i had a stomachache during paper 1, so i was kinda panicking away in the loo, wondering if i would have enuf time to finish the paper *i left my watch on my desk you see..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like, imagine this:&lt;em&gt; a guy in the toilet, baking his cakes (tt sounds sooo wrong doesnt it) and basically freaking out every second of the way..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* graciously * *you may fall over with laughter now..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for paper 2..it was like, 30s left when i looked at my answer and spotted and error. i bloody fumbled with my lousy pencilcase, and finished writing the word 'terylene' a mere 4s before &lt;strong&gt;dalwinther kaur a.k.a dalwie&lt;/strong&gt; said "time's up gentlemen, pls put ur pens down.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;em&gt;heng&lt;/em&gt; right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, went to holland v jus now to fix up my keys..apparently the uncle didnt copy the keys properly the last time i went there, so i had to make a second trip. not that i mind of course..i stopped my kfc to buy &lt;strong&gt;nuggets and whipped potato!!&lt;/strong&gt; (so typically me right..) and the lousy cashier forgot to give me curry sauce! and to add fuel to the fire, she didnt even give me chilli sauce! then again, i also blur lah..i didnt notice until i got home, so its a third my fault that i didnt get to have curry or chilli sauce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snif*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah..kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; only 1 paper left! *suddenly feels happiness bleed away..* i jus remembered..its bio on monday..shall have to mug my weekend away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WARNING! BIO-HAZARD!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hahaha..almost typed BO HAZARD..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..i kana bloggers' block again. this is crazy..im blogging abt my bloggers' block! *ooh! alliteration!* *slaps myself* *lits over u doofus!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, im being schizo again..forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks into the mirror*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*HI! YOU LOOK FAMILIAR!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if he answers, i freak out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ bb ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109542039858425266?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109542039858425266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109542039858425266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109542039858425266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109542039858425266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/prelims-day-7-chemistry-warning-bio.html' title='Prelims Day 7: Chemistry /  Warning! Bio-hazard!'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109532654412753163</id><published>2004-09-16T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T17:24:05.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 6: E Math 2 &amp; Lit 2</title><content type='html'>wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;absolutely smashing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to tell the truth, im not very happy. its not smashing; its me wanting to smash something in. nah..kidding there..u pple know tt im not a violent person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unless&lt;/strong&gt; of course, u &lt;em&gt;realli&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;realli&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;realli&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; piss me off..thats when at the most i'll yell at u..loudly. very very seldom do i hit pple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emath paper 2..remember that great emath catastrophe i was predicting would happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;strong&gt;it happened&lt;/strong&gt;..*deadpan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda anyway..*even more deadpan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record, i have a confirmed total of 19marks to be deducted, and if luck would have it, another 19 will soon join them. i wasnt too sure abt some of the qns, and there were of course some parts of qns which i left completely blank. i know predict that i'll get a maximum of an a2 for emath, and that is if, and only if, i am freaking lucky. u know, the kinda lucky that wins u toto and big sweep and 4d. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i have never been anywhere close tt lucky with regards to &lt;em&gt;academia&lt;/em&gt; (or rather, the lack of it), so my chances are kinda..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some easy marks though, thank goodness. the graph qns were fairly simple, and the loci qn was quite ok too..i think i can score for those *emphasis on 'i think'*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit paper 2: open selection. 12th night..my supposedly weaker book, and of course, my supposedly weaker paper. i'll be the first to admit that there's a good chance that i'll do better with paper 1, even if i did write more than usual for today's paper. a total of almost 6 sides in &lt;strong&gt;my slightly cramped, moderately messy and quite hard to read exam-induced cursive handwriting&lt;/strong&gt;, all done in my new pilot ballpoint pen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*argh* that was the third time my mom has walked into the room in the past 15min..i swear, i dunno if she realli has stuff to do, or if she's jus checking on me..for obvious reasons (regarding a certain word known as 'privacy') i closed the window..its a pain, having to load blogspot &lt;em&gt;again and again and again and again and again..&lt;/em&gt;*u get the drift..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying, my new ballpoint pen. i hope whoever it is who marks my paper (if its u, &lt;strong&gt;steven ng a.k.a austin flowers&lt;/strong&gt;, i'd better not see any '&lt;em&gt;ev?&lt;/em&gt;' on my paper..grr..) can read my handwriting man. of course, there's also the worry that all that i wrote was off tangent, and i'll score rather dismally for paper 2 (if i did write off tangent, then i guess &lt;strong&gt;stevie-not-wonder&lt;/strong&gt; will have no choice but to put '&lt;em&gt;ev?&lt;/em&gt;' on my paper..but if i see more than 10 of them..heh heh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hears evil laugh in the background*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*no offense to the real stevie wonder, one of the greatest musicians of all time. i was merely illustrating a point, that is, steven ng is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; a wonder, even if he may think he is..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;does he?&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, remember &lt;em&gt;that sly dog&lt;/em&gt; whom i mentioned &lt;strong&gt;a long, long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away&lt;/strong&gt;? *ok, i admit, it was only a few blogs ago, but i just had to say it* &lt;strong&gt;desmond yap a.k.a desyap a.k.a dessie!&lt;/strong&gt; made a boo boo today. he went up on stage and said, "lit core students, u have 15min left." now, i know what ur thinking. 'why would that be a boo boo? nothing wrong there what..?' well, nothing would have been wrong had he said it at the correct time..he said it a full 15min before he was supposed to ie. he said it 30min before the paper was supposed to end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i gotta admit, it was funny. everyone panicked for like 10s when he said that, and it took him just as long to walk to the clock, look at it carefully, and walk back to mic and say, &lt;strong&gt;in a rather sheepish tone&lt;/strong&gt;, "sorry".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols i tell u..lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* these exams havent been stressful, theyve only been taxing..the reason's not because i cant cope or anything (not that i havent had panic attacks) but more because i cant sleep at night..*bigger sigh* i just wish i had my hp back..its jus so weird, not being able to hear her voice just before i go to sleep..its like something's missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to eud: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss u..*hugs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall not get depressed here *looks for defrilibrator* shall shock myself awake! *takes pen and pokes self* hmm..tt didnt work..mebbe it ran out of batteries..*opens the pen and peers inside*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was both lame and out of point..im terribly sorry, im not really thinking straight right now..even my computer monitor, which i remember being quite distinctly rectangular, is a rather lopsided imac shape now..*if only windows comps looked like imacs..then again, no one's ever had the best of both worlds..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i must go now..may add more later..if, and only if, my current psychological condition &lt;strong&gt;(schizophrenia)&lt;/strong&gt; (did i spell it right?) takes a turn for the better/worse, depending on how u see it *heh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya later, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;may the force be with you&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ jumps into hyperspace ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109532654412753163?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109532654412753163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109532654412753163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109532654412753163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109532654412753163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/prelims-day-6-e-math-2-lit-2.html' title='Prelims Day 6: E Math 2 &amp; Lit 2'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109525912800346637</id><published>2004-09-15T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:38:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 5: Chem Prac</title><content type='html'>hi all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had chem prac today, as u probably have guessed by now from my title..it was pretty simple realli, the titration was straightforward, something that we've done many many times already. deceptively simple in a sense: so simple that u think its not simple. everyone finished in like, 40mins out of the 1hr30min duration of the paper. naturally we all checked and double-checked our papers by re-doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qa was interesting though..lots of stuff with ammonia..what a wonderful choice of reagent right. was coughing like mad through the whole prac *i think some ammonia got into my throat!* solution p, i know now, was zinc nitrate. what in hell was solution q though? it was, like, bright candy red. almost like diluted rose syrup. i guessed it was a transition metal, cos i aint seen any other chemical of tt colour before..someone, anyone, pls tell me what it was..any ideas jeff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, today was pretty much a boring day..came home after prac, had campbell's chunky soup (chicken mushroom chowder) for lunch. funny, i distinctly told my mom i hadnt had lunch yet, and would go and make soup. she said ok, but when i walked into the room wif my bowl full of soup she was like, why didnt u eat the fried rice!? im like, er..i didnt know there was fried rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, a note to campbell: ur chicken mushroom chowder's a tad bit too salty. lose some salt, drop the price a little, and pple will buy it like they queue up for helly-kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, has anyone noticed a drop in my creative fervor? *did i spell tt right??* i apologise..realli, i do. my blog entries seem to have become a little less interesting since my three brain cells started to show signs of snapping..the brain cell prostitute company's making a fortune in tissue fluid now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ peace out ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109525912800346637?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109525912800346637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109525912800346637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109525912800346637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109525912800346637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/prelims-day-5-chem-prac.html' title='Prelims Day 5: Chem Prac'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109517087554440815</id><published>2004-09-14T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T23:02:25.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 4: Physics &amp; Lit 1 / B'day Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt; acs(i)..&lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt; for that &lt;em&gt;wonderful gift&lt;/em&gt;: a &lt;strong&gt;kickass&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;kick my ass&lt;/em&gt;, more like) physics paper 1. had to anyhow tikam 3 qns for that lousy paper, not to mention another 10 or so qns that im not sure abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics paper 2 was ok though..simple, though im not too sure if i got right some of the descriptive-type qns..looks like &lt;strong&gt;yeap kah wei a.k.a einstein's cat&lt;/strong&gt; was right about our impending doom in the physics exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit was my saving grace i guess..the kotc qn i did was quite easy; we had discussed it before in class, so i guess i kinda knew what to write already. brings to mind the thought of &lt;strong&gt;thirunalan mirunalini a.k.a the-one-who-leaked-english-mid-year-qns&lt;/strong&gt; had possibly leaked the qn before prelims, but i dont think so..it was i who brought up the point during our class discussions. it wasnt her idea. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *sticks out tongue at her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u might have noticed, today's prelim entry isnt has &lt;strong&gt;scathing&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;overflowing with creativity&lt;/strong&gt; as the previous ones. *heh* the school exam board is lucky, im in a good mood today *megawatt smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering why? well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, lemme thank all of those who remembered my bday yar? i may not show it, but it seriously means a lot to me *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to (&lt;em&gt;not in any order&lt;/em&gt;) : mong, tim, jem, mat, jeff, chunky, matt, awong; thanks yeah? u guys have been great..its been &lt;strong&gt;lotsa fun&lt;/strong&gt;, especially wif the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"little"&lt;/span&gt; bday gifts that we give each other. u guys have been dropping hints abt mine..jus to let u know, ur successful yeah? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im worrying for my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *heh heh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last mentioned, but definitely not the last on my mind, is of course my dear eud! thanks for tahaning my nonsense for so long alredde..its been 7 great years of knowing u, and over a year of being with u..i know ive probably said this a million times, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *muax* thanks for making my bday this year the best ive ever had yar? even though we spent the afternoon studying bio, u still made my day *grins* thanks for the watch too..it realli wasnt necessary u know, the fact that u remembered today alredde means so much to me. still, i like it *grins* and the fact that u gave it to me makes it even more meaningful to me *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..im 16! finally caught up wif the rest of u guys..now i can finally play pool at public places, play lan and arcade during sch days..watch NC-16 movies legally..u get the drift i guess *hee hee* still, dunno why its called "sweet 16" though..could anyone pls enlighten me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ cya! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109517087554440815?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109517087554440815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109517087554440815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109517087554440815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109517087554440815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/prelims-day-4-physics-lit-1-bday-blog.html' title='Prelims Day 4: Physics &amp; Lit 1 / B&apos;day Blog'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109506864185498244</id><published>2004-09-13T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T17:44:01.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 3: E Math 1 &amp; Geog(Elec)</title><content type='html'>it could have been &lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun blame u if ur confused now, cos if u are, i have done a good job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway, as u probably have deduced from the title, today was emath 1 and geog elec. it was ok i guess..i, and probably the whole sec 4 corhort, walked into the exam hall a.k.a the auditorium expecting a killer paper. of course, it didnt help that our math teachers had been going crazy giving us past year papers from all over singapore and telling us that if we didnt get a so and so score in a so and so paper, we'd be dead come the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..it could have been &lt;strong&gt;much&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was tense, so thick that u could cut it with a blunt doorknob. everyone was dreading the words "you may begin"; yet, they wanted to see what the school had planned for their downfall..as those cursed words were uttered by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the great dalwie&lt;/span&gt; herself, everyone, in typically cliched synchronised fashion, flipped open the blue-cover-sheet-ed qn papers and looked at the qns. surprisingly, it wasnt too bad, quite do-able, and extremely contrary to what &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the coolio desyap&lt;/span&gt; had predicted for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that sly dog..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, and may i stress, &lt;strong&gt;HOWEVER&lt;/strong&gt;, there were discrepancies hidden in the paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*actually, they werent printed, so i wouldnt know..heh heh..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topics usually present in the paper 1 were missing! topics such as probability, loci and, &lt;em&gt;the silent killer&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; standard form!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CSI-like tone* all the evidence points to a killer emath paper 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like, as our friendly local weathercaster desyap has said, our doom awaits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thunder and lightning* *evil laughter heard in background*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, there was geog elective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u pple would know how i feel abt geog elective..my previous entry covers that quite adequately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffice to say, today's paper was..&lt;em&gt;anal&lt;/em&gt;. not in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HUGE grey men from URanus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kinda anal, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUGE sumo wrestler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kinda anal..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;perverted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kinda anal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;map reading was horrid..give us a freakishly huge map, and ask us to look at an area only 5 grid-squares square. not to mention a lousy river that has features so small that i wont be surprised if it caused the myopia (or whatever) in my eyes to rise a notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible qns that wanted detail (for bloody once! and during prelims some more!) and blooming common sense. "specific examples" were their exact words. or more specifically, "examples specific to monsoon asia" and "examples specific to peninsular malaysia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all to be done in the space of 1hr30min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didnt help that for this paper i was sitting 2nd from the front, under the auditoriums notoriously weak but huge aircons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets jus say that they could have picked a better time to start on supplements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor yi jun..he kinda screwed up on geog, doing the wrong qns..we were supposed to do qns 1, 2 or 3, 4 or 5 or 6. he ended up doing 1, 2, 3 and half of 6. the poor guy..i wont post too much details on him here..go to his blog, he's probably gonna use more than one screen's worth of diaryland entry ranting about it. find him in my links on the right of your screen *vanna white smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scheduled for tomorrow: physics and lit paper 1..two crazy mugging papers in one day..i will refrain from ranting abt them today, you'll hear from my brain cells tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is, IF their synapses, axons, dendrons, dendrites, nodes of ranvier and myelin sheaths are still functioning..i think i'll have to hire &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;domestic help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for them soon..&lt;em&gt;heh heh&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dendrites are especially important..without them, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;domestic help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wouldnt be much help, would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert knowing grin here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..my cranial cavity seems to be overheating now..gonna pop some ice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya tml fellas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ zai jian ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;btw, im running out of ways to say goodbye..help would be greatly appreciated yar? gimme a tag if u pple think of anything *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109506864185498244?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109506864185498244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109506864185498244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109506864185498244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109506864185498244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/prelims-day-3-e-math-1-geogelec.html' title='Prelims Day 3: E Math 1 &amp; Geog(Elec)'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109500020257580789</id><published>2004-09-12T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T22:43:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*insert jaws theme here*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dum dum &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dum dum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dum dum..&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml i got 2 papers which i &lt;strong&gt;realli do not like&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog elec and emath 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, for some early number crunching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the breakdown for geog elec is as follows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;40%&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bullshit&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;30%&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;common sense&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;20%&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;general knowledge&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;10%&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;textbook facts&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does that make sense to you? i mean, its like u study like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;, and all the stuff u look thru is only applicable for maybe 10-25% of the paper. the rest of it is like, sources and case studies and of course, who can forget the lousy map reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can anyone tell me what being able to calculate the gradient between 2 points on the map will do for me in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it guarantee me success in life? will it buy me love? will it grant me huge windfalls in the stock market? will it entitle me to tax rebates? will it allow me to use my cpf fund when im only 16 years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*i know, im not making sense..it is to be expected here..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, more number crunching: E MATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha now that im done ranting abt my papers tml *yay!* i shall dutifully return to my happy-go-lucky self, forgetting for jus a few mins that i have 2 horrible papers tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, like my cert? i have a degree! and im only 16! wow! oh yeah, check out the link to my display case..got more stuff there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*who makes sites like go-quiz.com man? it rox!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a few mins pass.. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tml got papers! in fact, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; horrible papers! what the heck am i doing blogging now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go back to mugging pple..unless of course it is my books who mug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ au revoir ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109500020257580789?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109500020257580789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109500020257580789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109500020257580789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109500020257580789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/uh-oh.html' title='Uh Oh..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109482587089489448</id><published>2004-09-10T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:17:50.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O' Crystal Ball: Sept Mugging-Days</title><content type='html'>5 of the 7 sept mugging days have just gone by..and what have i accomplished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;next to nothing realli..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have completed next to no revision, unless revision consists of reading textbooks like storybooks. u gotta admit though, they're realli bad. no characters, no plot..realli pathetic..i mean, when u read something, u expect action, adventure, suspense, mystery, romance (?) and the occasional "get down and get funky" moment, but no one seems to have thought of putting any of that into textbooks. i tell u, the mean national grade for any and every subject would shoot for the moon if authors would pen textbooks in the style of novels, be it john grisham, agatha christie etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take for example, this imaginary plot line: cucumber a and cucumber b are getting married, and their vascular bundles are in a knot. zuchinni is zelously jealous of cucumber a, so he takes a bottle of hydrochloric acid and douses him/her/it with it. the onus falls on internationally reknown detective brinjal, from the private investigating company "au citron and co." to investigate. how's that for a textbook? bio and chemistry being studied *in depth!* within the workings of a murder/mystery/romance/action novel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i have managed to squeeze in 2hrs of exercise though; again, only if u can consider 2hrs of running up and down a badminton court, trying (half the time in vain) to hit a white, feathered and slightly grubby object back to the other side of the court. remind me never to buy yi jun's brand of shuttlecocks..our first shuttlecock looked close to quitting after just one doubles game. it looked inanely like the duck the kid killed in the movie "about a boy", except that it did not have feet or a billor wings, and it was white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i have spent much time in the glorious reality that is the internet a.k.a the world wide web (i bet u didnt know what www. stood for before this!) i have posted more than one entry on this sad representation of a blog, and have filled more kilobytes worth of chat logs in this past week than i have in the past month. while most of the sea of binary code (1011010100010101010001011..) is mostly a whole load of cock, bull and cow, within this ocean of data resides text (cleverly encrypted) that means a whole lot to me *smiles* yes, you know who u are *grins* still, i wish i had my phone..&lt;br /&gt; i have also, despite skipping dinner on a number of days, succeeded in consuming wonderful food *wahaha* over this week. they include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 2 currypuffs&lt;br /&gt;3) 1 spring roll&lt;br /&gt;4) 1 1.5L bottle of 100plus all to myself&lt;br /&gt;5) cream of vegetable soup&lt;br /&gt;6) fish baked rice&lt;br /&gt;7) strawberry ice cream on some cracker thingy&lt;br /&gt;8) swensens ice cream blended&lt;br /&gt;9) coffee bean and tea leaf's ultimate ice blended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u may have noticed that the no.1 on the list is missing. this is because i wish to save the best for the last. the &lt;strong&gt;top of the list&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the numero uno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the champ-ion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STRAWBERRIES WITH CREAM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, more specifically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 SERVINGS OF STRAWBERRIES WITH CREAM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert evil/maniacal/sinister laugh here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have successfully polished off 4 packets of strawberries and 1 bottle of whipped cream, all in a manner of 4 servings and 5 days. says something abt my taste for strawberries doesnt it? in any case, i finished the last packet just now, gotta go buy some more over the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i have exhausted all that i have to say. my 3 brain cells are, again, complaining that i dont pay them enough to work this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they wanna go back to the huge grey men from &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;URanus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*again, insert evil/maniacal/sinister laugh here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be surprised if im incapable of coherant thought tomorrow; brain cells may either:&lt;br /&gt;1) go on strike&lt;br /&gt;2) hire call brain cells a la callgirls&lt;br /&gt;3) booze out&lt;br /&gt;4) all of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till nxt time dudes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ auf wiedersehen  ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109482587089489448?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109482587089489448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109482587089489448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109482587089489448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109482587089489448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/o-crystal-ball-sept-mugging-days.html' title='O&apos; Crystal Ball: Sept Mugging-Days'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109465088335842370</id><published>2004-09-08T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T21:41:23.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane Rantings Of One Who Has Been Abducted By Aliens</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KNS!* KNS I TELL YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i had jus typed a whole entry out and clicked publish, but internet explorer and blogspot lagged, so i clicked back, and i lost the whole fudging entry!! and now, because of my title, u wont know whether im serious or not when i type this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*sound of crickets chirping*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my loyal fan base: im terribly sorry that i havent updated in a while..i have 2 reasons though, i hope theyre good enough for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i was abducted by aliens (no, not the little green men from mars, but the HUGE GREY MEN from URanus!!! speaking of URanus, they stuffed an anal probe up *guess where?* my ass and sucked my brains out. they didnt think to just pull it out my mouth or nose, it'd be easier considering that the distance is much shorter, but i guess they have a reputation to mantain *sighs* as i was saying they sucked my brains out. they wanted to conduct evil, horrible, terrible, devious experiments on it, but there's only so much u can do with only 3 brain cells, so they blew them back in. *guess where and how?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i simply could not think of anything to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that my 3 brain cells (1 receptor neuron, 1 relay neuron and 1 effector neuron) were not arranged in the right order nearly caused me to blow my chunks on the train home today. i could have hurled straight down the blouse of the lady in front of me, but i decided that no one wants &lt;strong&gt;a mixture of 100plus, currypuffs, a spring roll, concentrated hydrochloric acid and digestive enzymes&lt;/strong&gt; down their shirts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, allow me to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mat and chunky and yi jun were at cairnhill cc playing badminton today. after an hour of intensive but rather pathetic play, during which we played 5 doubles games, i bought a 1.5L bottle of 100plus (isotonic), 2 currypuffs (potato) and a spring roll (veggie). i wolfed down the food (had a very light lunch today u see..) and drank like half the bottle, before stupidly going back on court to play some more. after our time at the court was up, i stupidly guzzled the rest of the 1.5L bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the train home, at queenstown station, on one of the older generation mrt trains, i didnt feel too well. more specifically, i felt like puking, but u already knew that, didnt you? u told me u werent psychic, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU LIED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so anyway, had i not rushed out of the train and sat down on one of the benches at the station, i would have given a whole new meaning to the phrase "showers of blessings".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh blimey, im running out of things to write again!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*maybe the aliens are back!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh shit! something's pressed against my ass!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wait a minute..that's just my chair..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ adios ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* btw, for the uneducated, kns stands for..&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KANA SAI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8097796.post-109444536931737695</id><published>2004-09-06T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T12:36:09.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sept Mugging-Days</title><content type='html'>whee! the good ol' sept mugging-days have returned for yet another year! 7 days of pure boredom, punctuated by blissful moments of (guess what?) homework! of course, we have moments on the comp gaming, on msn..but these are all guilty pleasures: they make u feel guilty afterward, especially since its prelim period now, and i should be mugging. in fact, every year the exams are always scheduled after the sept muggin-days..liddat how to bloody enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well its ok, i got something new to help me pass the time..heh heh..early b'day presents rock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREATIVE MUVO2 FM 5GB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to the creative.com webbie to find out more..me is too lazy to type it all out..suffice to say, its creative's new 5GB mp3/wma player wif radio!! and its cute too..small thingy thats a pretty pearl white colour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..enuf gushing abt my player..sorry abt that, its jus that i didnt get anything last year, so im kinda hyped up abt this *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* k im damn sleepy now..havent had coffee today..its weird, the days i take coffee i feel like i get no kick outta it..the days i dont take coffee, im zombiefied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sticks hands out* errrrrr..ugh..nyeargh..feearr me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll bet i even look the part too..*heh heh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..gonna go eat lunch now..mebbe i'll post more later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ciao ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8097796.post-109430374077371875</id><published>2004-09-04T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T21:15:40.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Day</title><content type='html'>boring day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring day = boring post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring post = ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ cya ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109430374077371875?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109430374077371875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109430374077371875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109430374077371875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109430374077371875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/boring-day.html' title='Boring Day'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109421724396657264</id><published>2004-09-03T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T21:17:38.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 3 &amp; 4: Phy Prac + EL 2</title><content type='html'>*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*even bigger sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sincere apology to all my fans who follow my blog with as much passion and dedication as my grandma has watching hong kong serials. blogspot was down yesterday when i got online, so i couldnt reveal more tantalising details about my highly publicised life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fake, perky tone* we apologise for the interruption; we now return to our scheduled programme, "the CJ show"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prelims Day 3: Phy Prac&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 letters very aptly describe my practical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D..I..E *gee, i wonder what &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; spells!* and f***-ed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section a was screwed..damn sneaky qn..i ended up not taking enuf readings, so my graph was too tiny range-wise, and i couldnt do the nxt parts of the qn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section b..bloody lifted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;word-for-word&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the o level june paper!! how screwed up is that?! and the damn extension qn..blarrdy confusing..in the end i jus anyhow whack..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i got to forget, for at least a while, my horrible experience in the physics lab. mong, matt and awong came over to play pool today, and after we were done mong and matt came over. we mugged and mucked arnd till 10 before they went home *w00t!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prelims Day 4: EL 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time its not 3 letters..its 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F..*no prize for guessing the other 3 letters..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 own-word qns in 1 paper..it must be a new record..wasted so much time jus staring at the lousy qns, wondering if i spotted the right keywords and wondering how the heck i should paraphrase them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*must be dharma's or thiru's lousy idea..i refuse to believe that chew kah wai could have supported such a devious deed..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i only finished 10 seconds before time!! how terrifically wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright..ive run out of things to say again..some1 defillibrate my brain..pls..mebbe it'll allow me to score higher for exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..my 3 brain cells complaining alredde..they claim that i dont pay them enough to work so hard..must remember to up their pay if i wanna keep them. am running out of tissue fluid though..if i redirect anymore to those 3 lousy cells, my feet will fall off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shh..dont tell them i said that..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more tml..gonna hit the booze wif my brain cells now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ auf wiedersehen ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109421724396657264?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109421724396657264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109421724396657264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109421724396657264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109421724396657264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/prelims-day-3-4-phy-prac-el-2.html' title='Prelims Day 3 &amp; 4: Phy Prac + EL 2'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109403088834892402</id><published>2004-09-01T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T17:28:08.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday = Boring-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;BORED..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BORED..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i mentioned..&lt;strong&gt;BORED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its jus so weird..every holiday that comes along, students rejoice! as soon as they get the news, they celebrate, go out, muck around and generally enjoy themselves. this phenomenon carries on unabated until the holiday itself..that's when students find themselves bored out of their wits, with nothing to do, nothing that they wanna do (cos they've done it all already), and nobody to make them do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am, of course, the exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i WISH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's been boring (gosh, i need to expand my vocab), the only enjoyable times i've had so far being mealtimes and the 1 hr spent playing pool this morning (im still off form). the fact that im without my handphone has only served to worsen the situation. therefore, i have glued myself to the computer since lunchtime, doing anything and everything i can on the comp..except, of course, doing work and surfing porn *honest!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt help that the prelims are lurking in the background..its like, i know i should be mugging my ass off and generally trying to do stuff that'll push my grades up but what do i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer: slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its jus so weird (havent i typed this somewhere before?)..the prelims are upon me, yet i dont feel any pressure, any urgency, any compelling urge to study. in fact..i dont feel anything (which is realli something, considering the circumstances). so, i am reduced to forcing myself to study for something which i resent soooo wholeheartedly (mebbe i &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; feel something after all..*contemplative pose..go figure*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..shall go back to wasting time..*i wish i had my handphone..i wish i could jus hear her voice..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who sees me online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls..plS..pLS..PLS..&lt;strong&gt;PLS&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;remind me to study!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you you..and of course, well i come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ sayonara ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109403088834892402?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109403088834892402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109403088834892402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109403088834892402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109403088834892402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/09/holiday-boring-day.html' title='Holiday = Boring-day'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109394905591007143</id><published>2004-08-31T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T18:48:38.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day 2004</title><content type='html'>it comes and goes wif frightening speed..it eludes even the most sharp-eyed of observers..the hype it generates is only outweighed by its yet-to-be-seen potential..yes, u guessed it, its teachers day! the one day where students hide all their self-professed contempt for teachers and yell, scream, shout and generally pour out all their gratitude to their teachers. for who, if not teachers, will educate the uneducated, punish the ill-disciplined, and make sure that we as students do &lt;strong&gt;some&lt;/strong&gt; decent work from time to time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- and now, we return from our commercial break to our current programme, ac teachers day '04! -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lolz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee..now that i have managed to waste some of ur time (time that would have been spent surfing porn/slacking/doing hw/revising/generally wasting ur life) i will move on to my blog proper *wahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ac teachers day..actually not much to say leh. this year's celebrations were quite bland..only 2 student items, which is quite sad considering last year we had 6 *oh well* i guess the word "gratitude" has escaped the vocabularies of many acsians. still, the celebrations were lively. the best item was of course huron and his magic tricks..jus watching him screw around with the minds of dr ong and mrs fanny tan is enough to make u bend over in laughter. lucky i was standing, otherwise i would have fallen off my chair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesh, before i forget..gifts! most of the teachers had realli boring responses..although u have to give credit to the few teachers with realli amazing reactions. i will now list the few of them who either fell for our pranks or responded with good-natured humour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr see teck hock - graciously accepted our gift. of course, he saw us later and asked us if we wanted to learn pig dissection (we gave him a pig beanie with a sign that proclaimed "squeeze me!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms chew kah wai - when we gave her our gift of a white wine bottle (filled with mineral water), she realli thought it was white wine *lmao*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr desmond yap - promised to wear the pink hair dye we got for him on thursday (prelims day 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr joseph wong - laughed his ass off when we gave him his condom-covered zucchini..now he has nowhere to use it! *heh heh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-class of 4.11, collectively, "muahahahahahahahaha..!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..my mind has suddenly gone blank..i think my bullshit machine has broken down..gonna go and repair it now, hope it'll be ready by geog(elec) exam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109394905591007143?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109394905591007143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109394905591007143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109394905591007143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109394905591007143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/08/teachers-day-2004.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day 2004'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109387381664252576</id><published>2004-08-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T18:45:16.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 2: EL 1 &amp; SS</title><content type='html'>man..today's papers were screwed up..spent the night before worrying my ass of for ss and studying the crap out of me in preparation for it, and what do i get? simple qn on venice, and some simple source based qns *argh* and the el 1 paper! section 1 was ok, no probs. section 2! *toot* i read it, i write and write and write, and when i check wif 5 mins to go, i realise that i may possible have used the wrong format! *aaahhh..* now must realli whack for el 2 and geog(elec), otherwise these 2 subs i die, and i can forget abt going njc..*moti..moti..got a lotta motivation!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, tml is teachers' day celebrations! me and mong and jeremy and tim went shopping today..gotta admit, it mustve been kinda weird..imagine 4 acs guys rushing like mad thru the takashimaya cosmetics dptment cos we need to get to the escalator..*rofl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our route today is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;sch -&gt; buena vista mrt -&gt; city hall mrt -&gt; city-link mall -&gt; suntec city -&gt; city-link mall -&gt; city hall mrt -&gt; somerset mrt -&gt; heeren -&gt; takashimaya -&gt; wisma atria -&gt; orchard mrt -&gt; dhoby ghaut mrt -&gt; plaza singapura -&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;its kinda crazt aint it? me feet arent thanking me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesh, here's the list of stuff we got for the teachers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr see teck hock - pig beanie bag a la stress ball (hot pink)&lt;br /&gt;ms han kok peng - chinese tea (ccolour unknown)&lt;br /&gt;ms chew kah wai - mineral water in wine bottle, high voltage card (multicoloured)&lt;br /&gt;ms yeap kar wei - cuddles the kitten plush (black)&lt;br /&gt;mr joseph wong - condom covered zucchini (pink condom, green zucchini)&lt;br /&gt;mr desmond yap - hair dye (hot pink/red)&lt;br /&gt;mdm loh we fong - a beautiful mind vcd (shiny)&lt;br /&gt;ms thirunalan - hippo squishy paperweight (glow-in-the-dark)&lt;br /&gt;ms lydia ho - pig squishy paperweight (glow-in-the-dark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies, tts all i can remember off-hand..enjoy ur teachers' day holiday everyone, use it well yar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109387381664252576?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109387381664252576/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>Crez Arts Awareness Day</title><content type='html'>*whee* today was crescent girls' arts awareness day..sorta like a funfair thingy wif arts programs. was quite interesting, had this talk wif a theatrical director called wendy, she talked abt working in the arts industry and all..was an eye-opener, that one. atmosphere was great, lotsa music, and everyone generally having a good time *grins* best of all, there was time spent wif a close friend *grins, u know who u are* the concept of aad is jus good lah, wish acs had something like this. i mean, we have festival of arts and all, but there's nothing realli to encourage the masses to appreciate the arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the program was, of course, the black box production by eldds. it was damn funny! and damn fun too! it was a collection of short skits, and boy, did they proclaim the theme of aad "art is blind!" audience participation was great, especially during the drama games. pple were so eager to volunteer others! *wahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* ss and english 1 on monday..damn nervous can? el im ok lah, but ss, man that's a killer..i can never remember all the facts, and its not a subject that i can fallback on bullshit and still do well..oh well, shall stop whining here. will go mug! with my mug of coffee! (or mebbe tea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109369948082865895?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109369948082865895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109369948082865895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109369948082865895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109369948082865895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/08/crez-arts-awareness-day.html' title='Crez Arts Awareness Day'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><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-8097796.post-109361193219226919</id><published>2004-08-27T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T21:18:19.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelims Day 1: Bio Prac..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't like raisins and ladies' fingers..and they both came out for bio prac today! *whee* Another reason not to like them both. Still..the prac was manageable, even if i did only finish exactly when time was up :S It didnt help that i had a huge cup of coffee in the morning *caffeine overload!* so my fingers were shaking the whole way. Come to think of it, its actually quite funny..imagine a guy with hands shaking, racing against the clock, trying to line up 15 sticky raisins in a straight line..*falls over laughing and holding stomach*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mong came over to play pool after the prac..we're both seriously off-form after all the mugging for prelims..lost count of the number of times we sank the cue-ball..oh well, after Os the whole gang can go crazy at SICC *hehe* Something to look forward to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;{ time to lock and load.. *tries to coax metallic noises out of pen* }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8097796-109361193219226919?l=cheej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/feeds/109361193219226919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8097796&amp;postID=109361193219226919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109361193219226919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8097796/posts/default/109361193219226919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheej.blogspot.com/2004/08/prelims-day-1-bio-prac.html' title='Prelims Day 1: Bio Prac..'/><author><name>Cheong Chee Jun</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
