<?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-22988474</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:04:56.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahjoe85</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-8575845976803011052</id><published>2007-02-15T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:47:50.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. that’s exactly how I’m feeling right now.. somehow I feel like I’m no longer as strong-minded as before.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn’t easy being a cadet.. an officer to be.. everyone’s looking up to you.. people expect many things from you.. cadets are like superman.. not because we walk around in underwear when we’re in bunk.. its because we’re always making the impossible come true.. you know when you did once it felt like an achievement.. did twice perhaps you feel glad that you’ve made it and celebrate.. but what about the third ? fourth ? fifth ? eventually it became very mentally taxing and laborious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant explain why am I feeling like this at the moment.. perhaps because I’m training with the corporals in the same course.. seeing how people enjoy life in camp while I slog everyday just because of the rank on my shoulder.. It doesn’t felt like that back in ocs cause everyone suffered the same shit.. pushing one another on.. therefore it feels better when there’s no one to compare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think.. 2 yrs of national service.. 10 yrs re-service liability.. why do I have to put myself into such difficulty.. doing it for pride ? fulfilling expectations ? is it really worth it.. Thinking far enough.. life doesn’t get easier even after I commission.. in fact it may get even worse.. I just cant picture myself in that position.. somehow I see myself a better sergeant than an officer.. now I truly understand why some people prefer to sign on as a specialist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~ it’s Chinese new year once again.. I wonder how is everyone doing.. It’s pretty sad man.. I’m almost losing contact with many poly friends.. no time for gatherings.. wanted to hold another buffet gathering at my house again.. but thinking ‘chu 3’ night have to book in le.. arg~ forget it.. with that I concluded army guys = no life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-8575845976803011052?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/8575845976803011052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=8575845976803011052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/8575845976803011052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/8575845976803011052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2007/02/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116989545472027322</id><published>2007-01-27T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T18:57:34.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridging Engineer</title><content type='html'>ai.. I'm so alleviated that the week is finally over.. it surely has been a hectic and miserable 5days .. the amount of stress I faced was beyond imagination.. here's how it happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Change of Appointment Parade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'New BPCC Cadet Wing Commander.. officer cadet..  Joseph Ong.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O  my heart stumped for a moment before I actually stepped out to recieve my new rank. as the new ranks are fixed on my shoulders.. I know I'm in for some mess orgy for the week. Its a week allocated for Boat Package where we learn to operate assault boats in open sea. So being the cwc of the course, I have to run the show for the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning for training schedule wouldnt be so wearisome without some idiots hindering me, making my life so miserable. Especially this particular officer who just joined us from another company. He's the reason why I slept for less than 10 hours in 4 days.. Everyday after planning and going thru the tiring trainings, he'll purposely call for me and my 2 platoon commanders in the office while everyone already turned in, just to present to him my plans for the next day's schedule. You would be thinking perhaps he's just making sure that things don't go wrong.. I would greatly appreciate if he's sincerely trying to help me out afterall it's my first time taking over the whole course but.. what I got was nothing but tekaning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I give you 15mins, write me an AOP (approval of plan) for tomorrow's program'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking 15mins for me is not enough.. but I just do whatever I can, and presented to him. Just browsing for less than 3 seconds he tears everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I give you another 5 mins.. get out of here and redo another AOP..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this stage I know I'm in for some tekan session.. 5mins later I opened the door and walked in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'oie ! you like to walk alot izzit.. 3 of you better crawl here now !'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right..  he made us crawl forward to his chair and crawl back to the door again.. Just as I was crawling on the floor many thoughts came into my mind.. I asked myself.. why am I doing this.. It's just 2 years of my life and no big deal whether I made it in my officership or not.. where have all my pride gone to.. why do I have no intent to stand up and fight for myself.. I have no idea man.. of all the humiliation I'm still able to tolerate.. that's probably the most mortifying thing I've ever done to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thats one of the awful experience I had for the week.. I'm glad that my coursemates are very cooperative and listens to my command.. thou everyone went thru some hardship carrying boats here and there due to punishments, everyone still stick together striving thru tough moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me realised that being a leader is not easy.. everyone looked up to you.. everyone expect alot from you.. no matter how stressed and shagged you are, infront of everyone you still have to present yourself like you're strong and good to go.. A good leader must be able to work under stress, if one cant even control himself.. don't even think of controlling his men..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned.. Tough times don't last, tough man do. see I'm now slacking at home again... lol~ That's probably one of the positive way to think and get myself moving on in my officership..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116989545472027322?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116989545472027322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116989545472027322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116989545472027322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116989545472027322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2007/01/bridging-engineer.html' title='Bridging Engineer'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116851413571006607</id><published>2007-01-11T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T19:22:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise Lancer (Brunei)</title><content type='html'>After returning from the 10 days training at Brunei, I was seriously dead beat! Looking back at the things I did, I could hardly believe I overcame the training. The climb up Mount Biang was the ultimate killer experience. One would be faced with a slope almost close to 80 degrees to the horizon, climbing up such 'common' slopes required one to be on all fours, any slip proved to be injury-causing if not fatal. To top it all up, the route up and down the mountain was not as direct as it seems. It was full of ups and downs for the ascension and descension, causing you to wonder whether or not have you progressed up the darn mountain. Along the way, we faced wasps attack and ended up with 4 casualty. 3 of them were alright while 1 of them got pulled out from the exercise due to the serious swellings all over his body. Trust me it’s extremely horrifying to see someone being attacked by a swarm of wasps. It was then tougher as everyone have to share the load of equipments and moving on with less manpower.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing of river crossing was pretty fun at first. It was like swimming in ‘ice-milo’ trying to get the equipments across the river. As we approached the middle of the river, it starts to get real deep and your muscles start to ache as you struggle against the current. It’s kind of worrying cause even thou you’re tired you cant afford to stop at all else you’ll swerve away from the end point. The weird thing is leech bites doesn’t hurt at all. All they do is to suck your blood and drop off by itself after sucking. It was until harbouring then I saw the 2 leech bites when I change my trousers.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesson that I have learnt from this trip was that water is seriously precious. We had to collect river/stream water because 3days 2 nights of walking and climbing took a toil on our personal water supply of average 4litres. The water collected was cooling to the max! Just seconds after filling your bottle, you could see water droplets forming on the surface of it. Of course, Puritabs were added to the water to kill off any bacteria present, making the water potable. It was truly a cool experience...literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looks forward to 5pm because it is then when we settle down at a suitable harbour site to rest. Deep in the vegetations, it starts to get dark very early and that’s the reason why we had to get settled down before sunset. Hammocks then sprout up like mushrooms after a rain, and bonfires were a frequent sight. For me, I derive great joy in cooking Maggi Mee with teammates when I harbour. The feeling of surpling down warm noodles and sipping hot soup was the ultimate killer concept. Temperatures at night and in the early morning was cool. It was like being in an air-conditioned room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the most ludicrous part of the exercise. 8am we set of from harbouring site expecting to finish the last stretch to the end point within 6 hours. We were too confident at that point of time and we actually burn off all rations we had to lighten up the load. The unexpected then happened. We lost our way while trying to take a different route due to bee attacks cases on general route we’re taking. The price to pay was painful, we ended up bashing thru thick vegetations where you get cuts all over due to the thorns everywhere. It was raining heavily and made it really tough for us to climb up steep knolls. I’ll never forget this experience when we ran out of water, few of us who are totally exhausted made the desperate move of trying to take a sip of water by sticking out our tongue to quench our thirst using rain water. That’s how desperate the situation was. Upon reaching the end point, the boat was there yet they told us they couldn’t get us back to camp as we missed the timing. Our pre-planned 3 days 2 night expedition was then prolonged to 4 days 3 night as we spent another night sleeping on muddy ground while it rained for the whole night. The wintriness at night was horrendous as we shivered thru the night in starvation. Nonetheless, tough times don’t last, tough man do, still, we’ve gone thru it and got ourselves a memorable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of the trip, they prepared a one day tour in Brunei Darussalam. Taking a tour bus with a tour guide introducing us to the local Mosques, Water Villages, Museums, malls but still the best part of it was LUNCH &amp; DINNER BUFFET at one of the hotel.  Make us suffer for 9 days then give us good food just before going home so that we won’t complain so much. How smart~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That concludes how my 10days in Brunei were spent and it has definitely gave me a memorable experience. If given a choice, I’ll climb Mount Biang for the second time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ARSE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116851413571006607?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116851413571006607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116851413571006607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116851413571006607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116851413571006607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2007/01/exercise-lancer-brunei.html' title='Exercise Lancer (Brunei)'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116746751522246698</id><published>2006-12-30T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:24:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=49172343&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  scale="noscale"  salign="lt" width="600" height="200" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memorable moments..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell to 2006.. and hello to a brand new year in 2 days time.. Well I wun't say time really flies.. as indeed it has been a year full of ups and down.. never in my life have I experienced such drastic changes.. coming to an end of the year, i think it's a good time now for some reflections on the happenings this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from a goal I made last year.. I could remember that I wanted to get trained up and slim down for the sake of her.. hmm looking at me now.. okie lar~ Mai Hiam Bay Pai.. thou not those very fit and muscular type but as least I'm pretty less corpulent as compared to last time right.. all thanks to army ar.. turning me into an exercise machine and hit the Year-of-most-sweat-perspired award..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduating from Nyp.. indeed it has given me lotsa fond memories and experiences.. meeting of many wonderful people.. close friends like bob.. ken.. ah soon.. aier.. trigger.. ecc coursemates.. the big family from Nyp guitar club.. and also my first relationship.. hmm sadly, graduation seems to mark an end to all the fun we used to have.. mainly because everyone has been busy moving on to the next phase of their life.. and it's definitely not an easy way man, burden starts to set in..no longer the juvenile teenage who cares about enjoyment all day.. Nevertheless, thou we don't contact that often now.. we'll always remember everyone for all the good old times we had.. right guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. sad to say that my relationship with her didnt work out in the end.. thinking of it now, the way I used to behave and mindset everything are indeed pretty immature in the past.. probably thats the reason we didn't make it in the end.. somehow I felt like I owe her an apology for all the things I've failed to do so.. well still I'm very glad to see that she's doing very well now.. at least much better off being with me.. lol.. man i made myself sound so futile.. Okie.. I believe these are lessons in life which we can learn from it and eventually make us a better person in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the breakup life has been pretty gloomy all the way.. and something very weird is I refused all help and concern from family and friends.. i remember all i did was to stay alone and grieve over what has happened.. hmm..not gd ar.. thats the worst thing one can do after a breakup.. it doesnt help in any way and all it does is to make you feel more dismal day by day.. so friends.. if u're feeling murky now.. do something positive and get brighten up.. only you yourself decide how you want to lead your life everyday and not anyone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months later a new Botak evolved in the world.. I still remember the very first day i'm enlisted to bmt in tekong.. the kuku recruit who's so lost and don't know what to do at all.. but those were the days man.. had so much fun with my bunkmates.. everyone doing kuku things together.. then kena tekan upside down together.. and end up swearing together in bathroom every night.. seriously recruit life is still the best of ns life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I moved on to trainee phase in OCS.. that's where I met someone very inspiring.. My platoon commander Captain Seah.. he's a very unique officer as he's able to inspire you alot and motivates you to strive on thru the tough times.. not forgetting my bunch of wonderful section mates.. I seriously enjoyed every moment spent with all of them.. those times we fought for the best section competition.. those times we got lost in dense vegetations and walked out of it as a section.. those silly things we did to saravanan's *** in his room.. and many more memorable times when we worked hard together to achieve.. thats where I experienced the real teamwork.. Sierra Platoon 3 Section 2 - Bonderz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6066/2298/1600/661563/sec2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6066/2298/400/823380/sec2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for setting goals for next year.. not much of a choice anyway.. Hopefully I can do well in my officership.. and on 9th june 2007 at the parade square in SAFTI.. my parents and friends can witness me being commission and be a good officer as what I've promised Captain Seah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6066/2298/1600/681890/comms-015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6066/2298/400/371455/comms-015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116746751522246698?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116746751522246698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116746751522246698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116746751522246698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116746751522246698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/12/goodbye-2006.html' title='Goodbye 2006'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116741184201762613</id><published>2006-12-30T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:04:02.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek, Strive, Excel.. Engineer !</title><content type='html'>haiiiii.. why didn't they post me to infantry man.. Life is really heaven in SAFTI Military Insitute as compared to Engineer Training Institute.. Anyway just an update that I'm officially posted to Nee Soon Camp as a Combat Engineer cadet for 6 months before I return to SAFTI and commission as an officer.. nt bad uh.. I'm already finished 1/3 of my cadet life before I even realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week in engineering training institute.. life here is sooo much different than I expected.. If you think life is SAFTI is strict.. think twice~ I felt like I've went back to those recruit times whereby we're restricted in every single thing we do.. so called the culture shock.. I guess I'll take some time before I'm able to pick up this authoritarian lifestyle man. somemore SAFTI provides pc for each bunk with internet access.. at least there's something to relax at night after trainings.. all we can do down here is probably make phone calls.. or polish boots..wash toilets..sad right~ okie lar.. perhaps it's still early to judge.. who knows life will get better as time goes by.. (hopefully but doesnt seem promising.. -_- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overseas Training - Exercise Lancer in Brunei&lt;br /&gt;yeap.. I'm going for overseas training in brunei at 2nd jan till 11th jan. So thats how I celebrate the arrival of 2007 huh~ many horrifying stories i've heard about exercise lancer.. just wondering whether i'll come back in one piece.. once again pray for me okie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps  and ya..  i'm not being lazy okie.. It's because my camp now got no internet.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116741184201762613?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116741184201762613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116741184201762613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116741184201762613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116741184201762613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/12/seek-strive-excel-engineer.html' title='Seek, Strive, Excel.. Engineer !'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116507568710969471</id><published>2006-12-02T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T00:08:07.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeap i'm here once again.. blogging before somebody say i'm lazy again.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited nyp last night for nypgc's concert right after i booked out from camp. man i'm actually going back as an alumni already.. it makes me feel so oldddd~~ meet up with some of the other alumni as well but sadly.. none of them come from my very own batch.. nonetheless the atmosphere there fellt exactly the same as the previous concert we organised.. i'm missing it already man.. those were the times we shared lotsa joy and laughter.. it was so much fun i have to say. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6066/2298/1600/625182/gc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6066/2298/320/281990/gc1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me and michael..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6066/2298/1600/999293/gc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6066/2298/320/624905/gc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to army stuff.. Coming next week's gonna be tough man.. 5days 4nights platoon fieldcamp at marsiling area.. and i'm appointed as the platoon sergeant for defence phase.. CHAM Cham cham.. it's gonna be vastly taxing man.. i don't understand man.. i've already held the appointment for 2 weeks.. and now they appoint me for fieldcamp again.. plus GPMG commander for battle course.. WHY~~~ it's either they see me very 'up'.. or tekaning in progress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so peeps.. pls spend 1 min and pray hard for my well being nxt week.. greatly appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116507568710969471?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116507568710969471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116507568710969471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116507568710969471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116507568710969471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/12/yeap-im-here-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116392809652733796</id><published>2006-11-19T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T17:22:41.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here I am again slacking around with my com.. hardly got the chance eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say some mishaps have been happening in my family recently.. grandma fell from the ladder while she's trying to clean the rooftop.. and ended up with 3 fractures on her left arm.. man that's really a bad fall for an elderly.. currently she got treated with screws inplanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my mum.. recently she went for a scan and found 3 stones in her kidney.. It's called 'Kidney Calculus' if i'm not wrong.. Either they give her medicine to slowly get rid of it.. or undergo laser treatment to eradicate it.. I rather have the pain once and for all.. Gave me a shocked man.. at first i though it was some tumour or something.. luckily it doesnt cause any illness like kidney failure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set aside those saddening stuff.. jolene did pretty well in her final year exam.. and got second place in the class and awarded the 'Star award' (some award for students with good conduct and results). Not bad eh.. i remember in primary 1 she's first in class.. now still maintained as second place.. Unbelievable.. all she does is watch cartoon network everyday still can score well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanna on the other hand got promoted to sec 4 express.. O levels next year.. critical year man. I hope she does well and move on to JC the year after next.. thats something i wanted but didnt managed to realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really wonder how come the difference's so huge between both my sisters and i.. they can study damn well.. and compared to my results since young.. forget it~ lol. maybe because the quality of milk powder and the food singaporeans feed their child has been improving as years goes by.. perhaps thats the reason why my sisters are so much wiser than me.. lol.. ok thats lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is ocs.. so far so gd.. a cadet will never have enough sleep and never ending task to accomplish everyday.. Sometimes i see the storeman leading a carefree life really enjoying man. 2 yrs of ns.. why make myself suffer so much. lol.. grumble so much also no use.. hopefully these efforts will be rewarding someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a chance meeting up with bobby last night. He's now a 3rd sergeant already.. it feels great meeting up good buddies once in a while.. have a gd chat and stuff.. he bought me this gift from his oversea training in taiwan.. wooden made sculpture with 6 angels representing 6 different blessings.. at the same time it also represents the gang of 6 which we used to hang out with.. it reminds me of those joyful times we had man.. aw i'm missing it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, 4 hrs away from booking in again.. thats all i have peeps.. ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116392809652733796?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116392809652733796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116392809652733796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116392809652733796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116392809652733796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-i-am-again-slacking-around-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116261932001326691</id><published>2006-11-04T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T13:50:20.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>21st Birthday spent in Sierra Wing was certainly a surprising and memorable one.. All thanks to these crazy bunch of wonderful people in my platoon. I shall start with how I got 'ambushed'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposingly lightsoff timing was at 10.15pm.. so I finished bathing at 10pm and was wondering why suddenly everyone so obedient.. zhun zhun turned in with their lights off already.. so I proceed back to my bunk and that's where i got ambushed..I was then forced on to the bed.. with my clothings lifted up.. (starting to get obscene..) and everyone started signing their autographs over my body with black marker.. some sprayed deodorant.. some splashed water.. for one moment i felt like I'm being raped man.. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in total mess.. just as I thought everything was over and went to bathe for a second time.. the whole platoon came into the bathroom with a birthday cake singing bday song while I was totally naked.. can you imagine that.. all i can do was to stand there hopelessly covering where i'm supposed to cover and wait for the song to be over.. lol..unbelieveable i swear.. who on earth can think of such idea man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~ it's pretty enjoyable.. indubitably a Bday celebration I'll remember for life.. now who says that bday spent in camp would be uninteresting.. All thanks to Sierra 3.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116261932001326691?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116261932001326691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116261932001326691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116261932001326691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116261932001326691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116141967022358721</id><published>2006-10-21T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T16:34:30.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Updated some pics taken during various trainings..&lt;br /&gt;here's the &lt;a href="http://josified.multiply.com/photos" target="_blank"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116141967022358721?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116141967022358721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116141967022358721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116141967022358721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116141967022358721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/10/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-116021282770230212</id><published>2006-10-07T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T13:36:01.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ocs..</title><content type='html'>Officer Cadet School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Lead, To Excel, To Overcome..&lt;br /&gt;yup, that's what we recite every single day for the past 3 weeks. Finally I get to bookout after 3 weeks of confinement which every officer cadet have to go thru as a freshmen. The feeling stepping out of the main gate today was exceedingly splendid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 3 weeks in &lt;a href="http://www.mindef.gov.sg/safti/ocs/index.html"&gt;OCS&lt;/a&gt; wasnt as 'xiong' as I thought.. or probably because I've gone thru it and still alive so I find it okie still.. 3 weeks may seem short, but its very fulfilling for me. Especially during our Common Leadership Term, which includes an outfield camp in section level of 13 people in my group. We worked together as a team and accomplish various obstacle mission. It's very much like Outward Bound, this is to help us build up the team-bonding as we're gonna go for many other fieldcamps in future which teamwork is really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorable stuff like straight after fieldcamp, they gave us the final mission to evacuate the campsite with 2 caualties in each section. So in Full Battle Order (which means carrying all the heavy barang barangs), plus stretcher 2 men back to our wingline.. and the journey is approx. 4km if i'm not wrong. The process of it was horrendous.. after a whole day of navigating exercise, everyone was pretty shag already and hoping to go back have a nice shower.. the unexpected happened.. Basically everyone struggled our way back, except the 2 lying comfortably on the stretcher~ lol..i think they don't feel good as well, being a burden to the section makes u feel utterly guilty. Anyway.. I've come to realise that the real teamwork develops only when the team goes thru the tough moments together. It's the moment where I really see everyone trying their very best, pushing each other on, still insisted on struggling although they're so totally worn-out.. especially this female cadet in my section, she alone carried 2 fieldpacks &amp; webbing, plus taking over another guy with carrying the stretcher. 'Mind over body..' That really inspires me to have the same determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these 3 weeks of training our instructors took many pictures of us. But unfortunately the photos arent out yet.. what I have here now are some of the pictures during our parents visiting day whereby my family visited me, and I brought them around for a tour in SAFTI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the OCS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/ocs.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/ocs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Parents, Sisters, Grandma and I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/2.1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum with the shag-out look walking long distances..&lt;br /&gt;with jolene making fun of her behind~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the SAFTI Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before going up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/5.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sceneries up there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/6.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/7.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/9.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/9.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad.. lovely yea ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/10.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/10.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/12.1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/12.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies clan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/13.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/13.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the babes.. and hunk&lt;br /&gt;Joanna, Jolene &amp;amp; Joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis and I machiam photocopied sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/15.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/15.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL~ my dad's pose super orbit sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/17.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/17.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tankie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/22.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/22.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/23.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/23.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well.. This will be the place where I'll be commissioned as an Officer 9 months later by the President of Singapore. Hopefully everything goes on well, and someday I'll be the one inspiring others, just like how others inspired me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra Wing Platoon 3 - Common Leadership Term&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Sierra3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Sierra3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-116021282770230212?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/116021282770230212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=116021282770230212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116021282770230212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/116021282770230212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/10/ocs.html' title='ocs..'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-115828903588737016</id><published>2006-09-15T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:12:06.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting...</title><content type='html'>Well well well... I've got a gd news.. and a bad (but also quite gd) news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is, after considering over and over again and seeked advises from many helpful people, I've decided not to jump into the furnace to join air force specialist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nxt, i don't know whether to feel happy or sad abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NRIC:S8537051J&lt;br /&gt;Name:ONG GUAN KAK, JOSEPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comd SAF BMTC congratulates you for your successful completion of the BMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Posting Order is listed below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.You are posted to OCS (ARMY WING).&lt;br /&gt;2.Your vocation is OFFICER CADET (CBT).&lt;br /&gt;3.Your are to report to: SAFTI Military Institute, Warrior's Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Reporting Date/Time: 18/09/2006 at 0700 to 0800 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Person to report to: AMPO&lt;br /&gt;Contact Number: 67997200/342/654&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. Do it with pride.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;Gd luck to me~ 10 mths of hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-115828903588737016?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/115828903588737016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=115828903588737016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115828903588737016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115828903588737016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/09/posting.html' title='Posting...'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-115763789832506595</id><published>2006-09-07T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:13:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POP lo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting Mohawk Company Platoon 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;click to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/mohawk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/mohawk.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During e Passing out Parade when parents put on e jockey cap for their son..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/pop2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/pop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what is that victory sign doing on top of my head. What gd sense of humour my mum have.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/pop1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/pop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics to be added after my friend upload them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, moving on to e next stage of my ns life. Many should be wondering where they'll be posted to and how life is gonna be at the new environment. As for me, i've made the decision to join e Air Force as an Air Operation System Specialist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's a big decision I know.. but I believe it will do me good in future. Plans now will be start earning working experience + stable income.. after 1 or 2 years.. take up part time degree course.. needless to say, it's gonna be tough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you reap what you sow..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what pushes me on thru out my bmt life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-115763789832506595?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/115763789832506595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=115763789832506595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115763789832506595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115763789832506595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/09/pop-lo-presenting-mohawk-company.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-115597338630106459</id><published>2006-08-19T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T15:43:06.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;2 Weeks to Passing Out Parade&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you realise how time flies ? If you scroll down, you could see me posting about my 1st 5 weeks in tekong.. and now I'm just 2 weeks away from POP.. oh man.. I'm missing bmt life already.. cause I know life in units or command school are definitely not gonna be as fun as life in bmtc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, 3 months in bmtc is really an experience. Despite the fact that I suay suay got into the Xiong'est Mohawk Company, no regrets at all cause after going thru all kinds of shiet.. we do feel proud of what we achieved. Still remember when I first got in, my sergeant told me Mohawk Coy believes in the best welfare, and the best welfare is First Class Training. lol, the moment he said that everyone trembled.. but today I'm so glad that I'm undergoing trainings planned by smart people instead of endless 'tekaning'. Taking my 2.4km run as an example, three cat test results shows how progressive the trainings are.. 1st timing 11.35, 2nd timing 10.22.. and now i got 9.58.. 1st time see 3 digits in my 2.4 timing sia.. lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Events recently&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. It was during our school level 16km route march. Meaning, 4 companies doing route march together, they are Pegusus, Ninja, Leopard and Mohawk. As everyone knows that in bmtc sch 2, ninja and mohawk coy are the xiong ones, so there's this chinese saying 'one mountain cannot hide 2 tigers' lol.. so definitely there will be competition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what happened was initially the flow was pegusus go first, then followed by leopard, then mohawk and lastly ninja. We are supposed to march in this flow thruout the whole route march orderly and halfway thru, ninja's OC tried to do something garang, right from the back, leading his man tried to overtake mohawk.. as ninja and mohawk were on levels, our PC commanded a change of cheers to Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle theme song.. woah to my surprise, this made the ninja OC flared up and started scolding my sergeants and us. It goes like this ' oie sergeants ! did my company offend you people not ! CB...' and he made his man walk even faster, totally overtook us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what, that doesnt prove anything, this is not a competition whether who can march faster. Whats the point of making your men fastmarch to overtake, and end up on same level again when we reach every check point. Just because of 1 man's ego, the whole company of recruits suffered. My sympathy for fellow recruits in ninja. as for the ninja OC, I totally lost respect in him. I hate to say this, but it's simply childish. Right, more sparks of fire to be expected during the upcoming 24km march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Live Range &amp; Live Grenade&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.. talking about the live range, I'm totally dissappointed man.. Was really putting in my best to get marksman, yet everything got screwed up. Lesson learnt, the real live range is so much different from the simulated practise in computer rooms. Firstly for my prone position, my magazine was faulty and end up 4 shots missed. Night shooting, my blinking light was like super dim and I cant even see a thing while other zones are super bright, worse still, my target boards went up and down non-stop while other's stay still there. lol..what can i say, super suay lor. Other than technical faults, I hit all targets..end up getting only a pass. Knowing that my platoon sergeant have high hopes on me, it makes me feel even worse~ arg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Grenade no need to say lar.. just throw an egg-like grenade, squad down behind a bay and listen to explosion. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Platoon IC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was appointed as the Platoon In-Charge for the following week.. SIAN~~ saikang warrior on his way now.. lol. really doing saikang man.. accountable for every mistake the platoon made, then gonna do many admin stuff, report to here and there.. wash clothes also no time lar.. still ask me do so many thing.. on top of that, my secondary role is Rubbish IC.. SAIIIIII kang arhhh~~ #$&amp;amp;amp;#$&amp;#^&amp;amp;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok~ enough of army stuff.. met up with ruibin and melissa last sunday.. it feels great to meet up with buddies you havent seen for a long time.. 15yrs friendship and still counting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/rbbday.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/rbbday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly.. say hi to Mr.Lion roar~~ lol..look at the specs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/lion.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/lion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-115597338630106459?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/115597338630106459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=115597338630106459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115597338630106459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115597338630106459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-weeks-to-passing-out-parade-did-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-115416774494036256</id><published>2006-07-29T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:38:25.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhEy~ I just survived from e 7 days Mohawk Field Camp.. lol.. As what my CSM (Company Sergeant Major) said to us, everyone will be a better man after fieldcamp.. I think what he meant is more likely to be better in doing pushups instead~ sia la.. pump and pump.. now i'm really sick of hearing them saying 'whole lot, knock it down~'.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~ I've gt some pictures of our fieldcamp trainings.. lets welcome the greenies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digging of our own graves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa..somebody just have their own way of regaining energy.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shagggg~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one who sleeps beside me every night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camou on ! for girls out there..this is e best cosmetic ever.. especially when you apply it 2-3 times everyday without removing for 7 days.. layer over layers.. keeps ur face oil free.. try it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garang siaa~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh boy.. you think u're well covered ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/22.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/23.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/12.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/12.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 days of fieldcamp is really quite an experience.. especially when it's a Mohawk fieldcamp~ lol ! The 'xiongness' is beyond description.. thank goodness that the weather did us a very good favor which is not to rain.. Else we will be sleeping in our graves flooded with ice milo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learnt many things like basic military attack &amp;amp; defence.. but the best thing i learnt is the word, Endure.. yes.. you need to have high endurance in you inorder to go thru it. It will be very stressful both physically and mentally. Even when you sleep, make sure that you hug your rifle, else sergeants will take it away from you and farewell to your next bookout day.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the trainings that are tiring, its the expectations from superiors which are traumatic.. things like in 1 min, run back to your basha (a small tent we sleep in for 1st 4days) unbundle your stuff take something and fall-in again.. Once timings are not met, Knock it down~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's once our platoon commander knock us down and start his lecturing which lasted for about arnd 20mins while we're in our push-up position.. then 20 counts of alternate leg tusk.. you just felt like standing up and punch him in the face.. stupid 1986 JC batch guy.. lol.. okie la.. i understand that's military life~ Commands are meant to be met.. I hate it when you chiong like hell, yet still kena knock it down when other platoons take their own sweet time and got us into sh!t.. what to do.. endure~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing is during our 5bx.. in this 3km run with rifle, i sprained my ankle while running down a rocky slope.. the moment i got it i was like.. damnnnnnnnitttttttt.. the fear is excatly like 7 years back when i fractured my ankle.. just that the pain is not as bad. At first i totally cant walk sia.. then one commander came and ask 'oie, you still can walk not' for no reason i dunno why i still nod my head sia.. then off he goes continue running.. -_- SAF 7th core value: Care for soldiers.. my arse~~ when i got back to camp, i went to see the medic.. to my surprise the officer commanding came.. wa.. head of the company actually massage and remedy my ankle with his bare hands.. I'm flabbergasted at that moment of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now.. the decision to make is whether to go on, or get a status B and stop my fieldcamp and re-fieldcamp the other day.. My thoughts were since i'm halfway thru already, give up now like very boh hua.. and well.. It's a painful decision.. painful as in.. going thru trainings running up and down hills with a sprained ankle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~ everything is over now.. I survived thru the nightmare of every recruit..and surprisingly.. my ankle felt better instead.. lol.. miracle or what i don't know.. Sometimes when you felt like everything gets sh!tty.. perhaps try to endure and do the best you can.. and you'll feel proud of what you fought for..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-115416774494036256?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/115416774494036256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=115416774494036256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115416774494036256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115416774494036256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/07/heyhey-i-just-survived-from-e-7-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-115297091925169537</id><published>2006-07-15T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:48:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5wks in Tekong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously these 5 weeks in tekong has been the healthiest lifestyle I had in my entire life.. lol.. why is that so, u'll see as I talk about my venture in the army. Basically there're so many things to write about, guess I'll just go in sequence of whatever comes up my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic Daily Routine&lt;br /&gt;0530 - Standard waking up time but I prefer waking up at 0515 else every time the toilet will be full house, brush teeth also have to queue up.     &lt;br /&gt;0545 - Fall in for 5BX (5 Basic Exercise). Btw..in Mohawk company, the 5 bx is dunno how many times more 'xiong'.. 1st thing in the morning.. SWEAT~ &lt;br /&gt;0600 - Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;0630 - Area Cleaning. Cleaning up our bunks and basically whenever there's an inspection, the Sergeants will dig into the every single corner with his baby finger to search for dirt. Once he sees dirt on his finger.. =)  'gong hei lei~'&lt;br /&gt;0715 - 1st Parade and followed by commencement of PT (Physical Trainings) up till lunch time. &lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we'll have either breaks or lectures.. PT will start again around 1500 due to hot weather as to prevent heat stroke. And that will last till dinner time. After dinner will be another short break followed by CRO (Company Routine Orders) sort of a meeting held to brief about next day's activity.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing will be OTOT (Own Time Own Training). Either you change into PT attire and 'pia' like hell, or you kay si pretending to be doing some workout on your own which you're actually not. &lt;br /&gt;2130 - Admin time up till 2230. This is the time where you do your own stuff like laundry, polish boots, talkingcock session with bunkmates and playing other's guitar. =x it's too troublesome to bring my own.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can see, a total of 2 to 3 PT sessions a day, plus healthy diet from cook house, plus standard 7 hours of sleep daily. I swear that my life has never been this healthy..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainings&lt;br /&gt;Route March - In Full Battle Order march for 24km. But they do in a progressive manner such that they start from 2km slowly increasing. So far I did until 6km, so far so gd. As long as you enjoy singing with your platoon mates, route march shouldn't be a problem except for the 'maps' you get under your feet. There's once I kena a blister around the shape of Malaysia's map.. double layer some more as in the blister burst, then another blister within the same one. What can I say, Song arh~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the deadly static exercises are Diamond push-ups, Wide arm push-ups, Alternate leg tusk, leg raise, duck jumps, burpies. These may sound easy, but when they comes in 20 counts of 4.. you call for ti gong also wun't answer you..  lol. What to do, positive mindset lo.. after that you get fitter.. jump also jump higher.. run also run faster.. oh ya.. my 2.4km run improved from 11.35 to 10.22.. not very fantastic result but to me it's a great improvement.. =)   &lt;br /&gt;I just had this camouflage lesson. LOL~ trust me it's damn fun.. At first they bring us to this place full of bushes to spot 2 sergeants being camouflaged in it. 1 badly done and 1 very well camouflaged. The one which is badly done actually drew a panda eye on 1 side like the 'jia you jian gou' lol~~  and the 1 which is well done really impressed me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's time for us to try out, when we 1st apply the camou cream.. and then you start to sweat, machiam drinking milo sia.. drip non-stop.. Then comes to plucking natural leaves and stuff onto our clothings so that we can hide in bushes. This sergeant scolded my platoon mate 'oie don't be a cock lah! Ask you camouflage yourself not to build a tree know !' lol.. he did looked like a tree after 'over-stuffing' of leaves.. next is machiam playing hide and seek, we must camouflage ourselves in a given time limit such that the sergeants cannot see us but we can see what's happening. I simply dived into this bush and found both my palms full of thorns.. SONG ARH~~~ next time must see properly..cannot anyhow suka suka dive into it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punishments which are lame but funny at times&lt;br /&gt;Lets say when you lean on the wall/pillar, you'll be asked to push against the wall/pillar and shout out loud to everyone 'Help! Help! THE WALL IS FALLING !' for 10 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when superiors are talking and you couldn't hear clearly, natural reaction will be 'Har ?' Just by doing that they will ask you repeat 10 times ' Har~ Har~ Har Lan Pah~' They expect you to say ' Sorry sergeant / sir, could you please repeat again'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heads Out is what  sergeants do when they need to announce something when everyone is in the bunk. They will shout 'Mohawk Heads Out' and everyone stick out their heads from the corridor to show that they're listening.. My buddy was asked to shout for heads out and announce 'I'm a cock' for 10 times..&lt;br /&gt;So these are some stupid punishments given when you did something which they think is stupid. -_- what I think is the one who came out with these idea is the stupid one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar.. actually still got many more..perhaps save it for next time. 2 weeks confinement coming up due to fieldcamp, the nightmare of every soldier. I know Ti Gong will look after me~  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-115297091925169537?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/115297091925169537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=115297091925169537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115297091925169537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/115297091925169537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/07/5wks-in-tekong.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114920680681876173</id><published>2006-06-02T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T08:33:12.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right, just sent my sis to school as she gotta report at 6am for camp. right now i just couldnt get back to sleep.. While on my way home was like thinking alot again.. why is that so.. afterall it has been around 4 months now.. why cant I just get over it and move on.. I havent been telling anyone what's exactly goin on in my mind.. perhaps i should try voicing out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months back, my life totally changed and it felt like you just plummet from a soaring cliff.. I know this is going to be temporary, life has got many other things for me to attend to, but hey.. 4 months of living hell, they certainly are the gloomiest days in my entire life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened somewhere before my final exam.. stress is everywhere pertaining about family issues and studies.. and when she told me about her decision.. I felt mentally breakdown for the first time in my life. why.. why do this just when I needed you most.. It was that period of time which were really tough for me, I was like a living corpse..for the fact that final exams are coming and I cant allow myself to go down just like that.. so what I did was to pretend that nothing happened, and didnt had any chance to voice out about the throbbing incident. During exam period, I did went to look for her.. which gt really rejected and heartrending.. It was the expressions which were never shown on her face, telling me its all over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when exams are over.. I felt so numb and emotionless, didnt know what to do either.. I was thinking perhaps give each other some time to think about it.. all the while I was hoping for someday I can do something to convince her instead of giving up.. right now.. I guess it was all too late.. she's now in a new relationship or rather another guy who's there for her.. perhaps its time for me to stop prying into her life.. 2nd June 2004, we got together.. I truly felt like the happiest man on earth.. 2 years later at this very same day, I'm giving my blessings for her relationship now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its time to move on joe.. one should learn that loving someone is not about possession, I'm glad enough knowing that.. she will be loved..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114920680681876173?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114920680681876173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114920680681876173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114920680681876173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114920680681876173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/06/right-just-sent-my-sis-to-school-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114853888165216706</id><published>2006-05-25T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:39:51.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;O_O omg.. just recieved a call from CMPB that my enlistment date has been brought forward to 8th June.. thats like.. just 14 days later ? abit lost now uh.. what happen to my new job then ? yesterday start work and quit today ? lol.. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. shall work 1 more week for them incase they need time to hire new stuff. anyway~ last day teaching in bartley~ what can I say.. I'd definitely miss teaching life so much.. its a very enjoyable job which is so fulfilling at the same time. Got a group photo here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00102.jpg" border="0" width="270"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. time to prepare for ns.. go get myself a geek looking plastic spec..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114853888165216706?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114853888165216706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114853888165216706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114853888165216706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114853888165216706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/05/oo-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114848373636298188</id><published>2006-05-24T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:17:44.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;First Day of work as IT Project Executive.. just in time to replace my jobless slot in June holidays as tomorrow shall be my last day teaching in Bartley.. well, just hope that NYP got more slots for me during night time then.. Teaching is such a wonderful job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about my first day at work.. initially it was just an interview at 10am, then end up starting work immediately after interview..lol. to start off with something light, I was asked to do QC on some video cds. Btw this company is actually a manufacturer for Video CD/DVDs.. so i spent my first 2 hours watching 2 episodes of this korean show 'Wedding'.. nt bad eh..being paid to watch dramas.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat hope.. that was just the appetizer.. I was then asked to input subtitles for a foreign movie.. dunno simiwako is that language also.. so hard to input subtitles accruately..must synchronize when the person speaks. -_- be sure to appreciate what the subtitles are providing the next time you watch a movie. Lotsa efforts involved !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lar.. currently having slight headache due to the trip to &amp;amp; from woodlands.. to think that I'll be travelling like that everyday~ *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz~&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/22988474-114848373636298188?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114848373636298188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114848373636298188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114848373636298188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114848373636298188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-day-of-work-as-it-project.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114802204277739500</id><published>2006-05-19T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T15:12:02.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know.. it's pretty funny to see reactions of people being waken up in the middle of their sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 6am and my sis Joanna going to report late for her NPCC event.. so as usual(not the first time already..), she tries to wake me up to drive her to school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis: KOR~~ QI LAI~~~&lt;br /&gt;me: zuo semo lar.......&lt;br /&gt;sis: wo chi dao le.. ke yi zai wo qu xue xiao ma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dunno what dream I was having which I cant really remember now.. i said something like.. "aiya~~ ask that devil to fetch you there lar~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- why the hell would I say ask the devil to fetch you there ? which devil am i referring to ? lol.. I'd no idea too.. immediately my sis bursted into hilarity telling me 'kor~~ stop dreaming lar!! hahahaha...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right..so she managed to get to school in time.. all thanks to her wonderful brother.. lol.. as soon as I got home, i went back to my dreamland again hoping to figure out who's da devil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 30mins later.. just as I was going to fall asleep again.. 'JoJo~!~! wake up !! time to go worship your grandpa~~~'&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. thats my mum.. calling me in such a unique way whereby I think some people have it for their pets too..lol..  -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo~ thats how my slacky friday morning got screwed up..&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/22988474-114802204277739500?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114802204277739500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114802204277739500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114802204277739500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114802204277739500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114762609572440892</id><published>2006-05-14T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:18:40.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;!~ Happy Mothers' Day Mum ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess she's pleased with what we have for her today.. Anyway~ main schedule today was buffet dinner at The Square @ Furama Riverfront Hotel. $35 per pax.. but since its only once a year.. ok lar.. most importantly, mum deserves it !. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was getting half full.. wanted to walk around in-order to eat more for second round..as a result I end up going around taking pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interior..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(444).jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28444%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum and grandma.. ah ma~ smile leh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(435).0.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28435%29.0.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin and i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(442).jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28442%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene &amp;amp; Eden playing with chocolate fondue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(434).jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28434%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the food.. only took some interesting ones..&lt;br /&gt;chocolate fondue~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(426).jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28426%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilli crab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(432).jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28432%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sashimi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(430).jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28430%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(431).jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28431%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Sweet Heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(437).0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28437%29.0.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cakes and tartlets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(427).jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28427%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Image(428).0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Image%28428%29.0.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.. enough of food.. perhaps talk about yesterday's event.. attended xiao yun's Bday party at pasir ris costa sands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. yea she was there too.. I don't know how to put it but, I'm just feeling a little different.. I actually got mentally prepared beforehand.. as in.. telling myself to just treat it as a normal meet up with friends ba.. but as she stood right in front of me once again.. well what can I say.. i guess this song playing now would be just right to express how I felt.. It's kind of.. you wanted so much to talk to her.. but just don't know where to begin with.. and its somehow a little heartrending seeing us being so much like strangers now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder just how long more can i hold on like that.. for the fact that i woke up every morning and the first thing in mind would be ' face it , she's gone..' ..followed by going to work or do something and keep yourself busy just to forget about it.. to be frank.. it has been going on for the past 3 months.. all i can say is.. i still feel the same.. for her..&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/22988474-114762609572440892?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114762609572440892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114762609572440892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114762609572440892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114762609572440892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mothers-day-mum-well-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114674227120004622</id><published>2006-05-04T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T19:33:54.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got this song here which is the background music playing now.. personally think it's very nice and touching.. It's when i was driving and yes9.33 Fm played on air.. man.. i really got moved by it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's titled 'Shuo Bu Chu De Gao Bei' (The Unspoken Farewell) by Lin Zhi Xuan.. do take note of the lyrics.. and enjoy the vocals.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114674227120004622?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114674227120004622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114674227120004622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114674227120004622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114674227120004622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-got-this-song-here-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114663989961888604</id><published>2006-05-03T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T15:07:13.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Felt like I just had a trip to hell.. the moment i woke up yesterday i knew i'm really sick.. took body temperature and it shows me an appalling 39.8 degrees.. O_O lucky no class to teach yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, basically i slept for the whole day.. only afew times i get to stand up to get plain water.. eat medicine (panadols).. and meals.. at first the temperature refused to drop.. it remains arnd 39+. For one moment i was thinking whether am i gonna get brain damage ? -_- yea silly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it went on till night time, my mum got me this Panadol Extend.. never heard of it eh ? it's not like panadol extra.. even stronger i guess.. just 1 tablet last night.. and this morning i woke up.. 37 degrees! except for the 'sexy' voice i got from sore throat, the rest are fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline..when u fall sick..4 essential medics are SLEEP/REST, MEDICINE, FOOD and TONS OF WATER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc.Ong said so.. =)&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/22988474-114663989961888604?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114663989961888604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114663989961888604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114663989961888604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114663989961888604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/05/felt-like-i-just-had-trip-to-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114638433804608742</id><published>2006-04-30T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T17:40:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;heyo~ i'm back blogging again.. initially planned to go zoo with some sec sch frens today.. but it was cancelled due to some reasons~ that explains why i'm here now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday was a painful yet fun day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly in e morning.. helped to perform strum&amp;sing items in guitar club orientation with xinying, wenrong &amp;amp; boon seong.. felt really last minute. It was like just meet up 30mins before the performance, jam any song which comes into our mind, and we got our items decided..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven Knows &amp; Liu Shui Nian Hua - Joe&lt;br /&gt;Love Me - Boon Seong&lt;br /&gt;Medley of 4 - Xinying&lt;br /&gt;Yue Ding - Boon Seong &amp;amp; Joe&lt;br /&gt;Ni Zui Zhen Gui - Xinying &amp; Joe&lt;br /&gt;Shan Hu hai - Xinying &amp;amp; Boon Seong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye.. time flies man.. from my own 9th batch to the new 12th batch now.. all i can say is.. Joe..you're old~ lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway~ we went ice-skating after the orientation.. guess the last time i went was during primary sch ? lol.. but well.. managed to get the hang of it after going afew rounds.. and it's kind of hilarious looking at some of their reaction skating for the first time.. taking huiwen for example.. basically she stood straight thru out the whole session depending on others to pull her around.. lol. and whenever she's going to fall.. our arms and ears suffered.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the arena.. very messy cus some cannot balance well yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Picture(94).jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Picture%2894%29.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before leaving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/DSC00581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/DSC00581.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some neoprints we took..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/p2.0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/p2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/p1.1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/p1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all agreed to make monkey face..end up only me doing it -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/p3.1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/p3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's what happens when u took neoprints with ur eyes closed. they cover it with funny shades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/iceskating(4)%20290406.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img CURSOR: "hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/iceskating%284%29%20290406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114638433804608742?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114638433804608742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114638433804608742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114638433804608742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114638433804608742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/04/heyo-im-back-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114560580450926064</id><published>2006-04-21T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T15:50:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it.. i've been teaching both classes for like.. 1.5 mth ? cant really remember but i'll definitely not forget some very intersting students.. tot of taking pictures of some funny beheaviors they have in class but think i better not do that..incase i get into any trouble.. 'tou pai shi fan fa de~'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are some of the comical individuals who made my teaching life intersting.. starting with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Boh Chup - u know this guy really 'sart ki' lo.. everytime he came into the class, grabs a guitar, take a seat, hugs his guitar and meet zhou gong for chess.. lol.. its like he can never get enough sleep in his entire life. Sometimes i go to him trying to help, he'll pretend to be looking at the notes and back to sleep when i move on to other students..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Forgetful - What can i say abt her.. she's sort of 'gifted' with flexible fingers. she can grab any chord easily when i teach her but she just couldnt remember them.. lol. that means she can grab the 1st chord, then move on to the 2nd  chord, and forget how to press the 1st chord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Reporter - Basically he lives up to his nick.. lol. he reports every single thing to me.. as in, 'mr ong! my pick dropped into the guitar' ..then.. 'mr ong! i take out liao..' 'mr ong! i can hold C chord liao!' many mr ong here and there.. and sometimes it gets pretty irritating i have to say.. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr I-don't-know - needless to say, u should know what this guy does. everything you ask him, without putting efforts to find out he'll say 'i don't know~' -_- one of the most problematic student.. u know it's very hard to teach someone who's not interested in the instrument at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Hardworking - Thumbs up ! how i wish this class got more people like her. Very hardworking, never give up even thou she faced problems, keep on trying and you can really see that she's slowly progressing. Somemore no need to pay much attention on her cus she's smart enough to look at the notes given. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Joker - Very playful malay guy.. but he's a great joker i have to say.. sometimes he made jokes that the whole class cant stop laughing, even myself have to 'aum chio'.. lol..  sooner or later i'll 'tio lai xiong' i tell u..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can now really appreciate how enduring my teachers are in the past.. to tolerate all kinds of students especially like a class of mine.. lol. Mr Pang ! xin ku ni le.. next teachers' day must pay him a visit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.. Ciao~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114560580450926064?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114560580450926064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114560580450926064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114560580450926064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114560580450926064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/04/come-to-think-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114516717209216743</id><published>2006-04-16T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:12:12.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's Sunday the family day~~ planning to go kite flying with sisters later on..so lets just hope that the weather is good~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now.. as usual.. it's also a clean up day.. to tidy up the mess over the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before.. btw this is not the worst yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00094.jpg" border="0" width="270"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta daaa~ after cleaning up~ ok la..nt much diff i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00095.jpg" border="0" width="270"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..u know.. when your room is clean and tidied up.. pple start to laze around like these 2 fellow down here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00097.jpg" border="0" width="270"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00096.jpg" border="0" width="270"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. just recieved some pics of a gathering cum Bday celebration with sec sch friends.. We went Nydc for dinner and well.. the food was.. so-so then~ yet the price was.. #$%&amp;^&amp;amp;#$# lol.. nvm lar~ it's the company that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun see everyone smiling lor.. the food is taking forever to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/p1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/p1.0.jpg" border="0" width="270"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cup.. er no.. a jug ? whatever.. a small jug~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats guoqiang and i with our baked pasta.. and pls dun take pictures when others are eating.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/p3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/p3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save up on the expensive cakes there..a pizza for replacement. lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00092.jpg" border="0" width="270"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really miss those days that we play soccer in school..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/p2.jpg" border="0" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. thats all for now.. new week tmr! I hope my students will treat me better tomorrow.. -_-lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114516717209216743?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114516717209216743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114516717209216743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114516717209216743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114516717209216743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-sunday-family-day-planning-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114498947121113846</id><published>2006-04-14T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T12:53:22.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had this anomalous dream last night all thanks to what huiwen told me before sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna go fly kite~~!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh~ that reminds me of the first time 'she' and i flew a kite together.. and the dream was like a full replay of happenings that day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember it was a guitar club bbq at pasir ris park.. hmm.. 2004's father's day if i'm not wrong.. so both of us decided to fly a kite then.. and silly me.. knowing that there's no wind current at all.. insisted on getting the kite up to the sky, and started running around the field creating force for the kite to fly.. lol. just another kiddy side of me~ so i ended up running rounds and rounds.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, when the kite falls onto the ground.. the strings get tangled up and we had trouble disentangling it.. so i suggested that we just cut off the tangled part and re-tie it again. but she insisted on being patient and eventually, she untied it.. I cant remember its me or her who mentioned that, we should have the same attitude towards our relationship.. sweet huh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at how we ended up now.. bah~~&lt;br /&gt;but well, very nice memories indeed.. that explains why i still remember it.. even in my dreams..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~ it's good friday ! so enjoy the long weekend peeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114498947121113846?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114498947121113846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114498947121113846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114498947121113846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114498947121113846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-had-this-anomalous-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114431022108963681</id><published>2006-04-06T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T19:48:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'eh joe!'&lt;br /&gt;'hey~ no sch today uh..'&lt;br /&gt;'yea.. what you doing here?'&lt;br /&gt;'orh.. just finished teaching guitar lessons lor.. hi auntie!'&lt;br /&gt;'sia la.. my gf lar.. lol..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg.. have you ever encounter such situation whereby you mistook your friend's gf as his mother and even greeted her out of courtesy infront of him ? i just did.. i felt so damn stupid and cant wait to dig a hole to hide at that moment of time.. lol..my goodness~ but cant blame me ma.. i was just being courteous, but.. hai nvm~ gd thing he's a very friendly person..and okie with it when i apologised.. -_- silly me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went kbox @ tpy on monday with evans, lydia and huiwen.. who says that tpy's kbox is good ? except for the fact that they gave us 3 mics, the rest suck. lol.. k-student there only to 3pm.. and the staff there got attitude problem.. the tv screen so small.. the aircon is more like a freezer.. but well.. i think the 4 of us make very good kbox khakis.. lol. it was really crazy and high. especially when evans started doing things which were really unexpected.. to respect his privacy rights.. i shouldn't reveal them.. =x so we went on for 6hrs.. seriously this is bad for the throat.. the truly over-straining of voice~ and you can tell from lydia's look. S H A G..lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. . today's lesson was fine. everyone starting to get the hang of changing chords.. except for few of them wasnt even trying, making fun of each other fooling around. it was them who really disrupted the class and i end up giving them a stern warning. i just dun feel comfortable in the devil's role.. should leave it to their teachers next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries, worries and more worries.. my enlistment letter is still not here yet. After checkup at cmpb.. was told to go further checkup at alexandra hospital.. but till now still no news yet. better not be anything bad man.. i just want to 'shun shun li li' finish my 2 yrs ns and not waste anymore time.. be it for further studies or to start my career..for the sake of a good life in future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strive hard !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114431022108963681?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114431022108963681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114431022108963681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114431022108963681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114431022108963681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/04/eh-joe-hey-no-sch-today-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114373001136632348</id><published>2006-03-30T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:05:48.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After teaching this normal tech class today, somehow i realised that they should be given a second chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was during the last 20mins or so before i end my class, we actually had time to chit chat a little before the bell goes for next lesson.. so since they're sec 2, i asked them some questions to see if they're aware of their future ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'so.. you guys know where you're going after sec sch ?'&lt;br /&gt;and some of them goes..&lt;br /&gt;'yea.. i wanna go ite first.. then go poly.. then go uni..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. if were to ask me this question when i'm sec 2.. i probably haven't think 'that' far yet.. i mean, isnt it a very good attitude towards studies ? so what if they're in normal technical.. i believe as long as they got this correct mindset, surely they can achieve it someday.. i just feel sad for them as they need to go thru ite before they can go poly.. that will be another year wasted, just like my secondary 5.. it would be great to let them have a second chance to at least get back to normal stream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.. primary 6 psle really do make a difference in our lives.. as in for singapore's education system.. i was wrong to think that some parents are really too 'gan jiong', and keep pressing their children to score well for it.. (but not over-doing it thou~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the sudden thought about importance of education? lol.. it's pretty ironic that some friends of my age, are completing ns and going uni this year while i'm still waiting to get enlisted.. that refers to those friends who are in express.. then 2 years JC.. 2 years NS.. now going to Uni.. what to do~ only to realised it when it's all too late.. *humans~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la.. it's just me then~ lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing that my sisters are doing quite well so far.. joanna still in express..sec 3 now.. jolene always top few students in class..primary 2 now.. sometimes i wonder why the big difference in my results and their's.. probably its the food they eat.. modern days have better milk powder i guess.. yea.. i must be right about it.. lol~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114373001136632348?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114373001136632348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114373001136632348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114373001136632348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114373001136632348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/after-teaching-this-normal-tech-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114338501972694897</id><published>2006-03-26T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:27:16.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i met her today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just..let me unshackle my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposingly it should be an enjoyable day.. attended 2 birthday parties.. but i just don't have the mood for anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met each other.. had a short conversation which lasted less than half a minute.. it has been a month and 20 days since our breakup.. and it seems like efforts all these while to get myself out of this anguish went tumbling down the moment she appeared right in front of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conversation was short.. although i appear to be taking it easy..bidding farewell..waving happily..deep inside.. i wanted so much to make her stay longer.. seeing her walking away.. many thoughts came up..&lt;br /&gt;who is she meeting up with ?&lt;br /&gt;is that a guy or a girl ?&lt;br /&gt;why are they meeting up for ?&lt;br /&gt;and lastly..who am i now to know about all these things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some confessions..&lt;br /&gt;many friends has been telling me things like..perhaps i'm just not used to her absence in my life.. i can definitely meet someone better someday.. i should carry on with my life as she already did..and many more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many thanks for friends who helped my thru this period of time.. but i guess i just let everyone down.. after some reflections.. i know she's the one i loved.. neither do i wish to have anyone better.. no one is perfect and ever since we got together i'm willing give-in in anyway i could.. she's the one which i want to spend my life with.. i know it's no use saying all these now.. it's all now.. too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. yea.. look at the people around you.. those that you should treasure, but you havent been doing so.. there's this chinese saying which says: there's only &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; him/her in this world.. once you lost it, thats it.. so, treasure them while you still can.. for me.. let time decide what happens next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's very unusual of me to get so emotional.. i just.. couldnt help it. anyway, thanks.. if u're reading this now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps something else to lighten up the atmosphere.. second bday party which i attended is actually at my cousin's place.. his son's 2nd birthday, as well as his daughter's 1st month after given birth.. just nice huh.. can celebrate together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrying this 1 month old baby girl in my arms.. looking at her beautiful eyes.. holding her tiny hands.. the baby smell which i missed after few years ago when my sis's still a baby..it's the same special feeling..carrying a newly born life.. it feels really great.. took some pictures with her elder brother which is 2 yrs old, very playful but adorable kid..lol. i love talking baby language with him when he tries to say something like 'er~ ar~~ dada~~ woooo~'.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; cute.. lol.. will update pictures when my cousin uploaded them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today.. thanks once again.. for letting me to share my thoughts with..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114338501972694897?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114338501972694897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114338501972694897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114338501972694897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114338501972694897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-met-her-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114330851064276251</id><published>2006-03-26T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:48:41.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again, it's another steamboat gathering at my place..but this time a bigger one consisting of 18 people.. they're Joe, Bobby, Soon, Ken, Ruibin, Kelun, QinZhi, ShuoHua, KaiShun, YongTai, Jiehui, Trigger, Aier, Queenie, Huiyi, Liwei,Meiyun and Evelyn.. plus my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my dad and mum.. they provided resources which really made the steamboat a great success.. some of the main highlights are:&lt;br /&gt;Sponsored by Dad: lobster salad, Big promfort fish, Prawns..&lt;br /&gt;Sponsored by Mum: Pig Livers, Kidneys, Lean Meat, Minced Meat..&lt;br /&gt;basically they got those from their work place respectively..&lt;br /&gt;and the rest are the standard steamboat ingredients which can be found in cold storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the activities which kept us &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; from day to night..&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat - how can you not resist the good food..&lt;br /&gt;PS2 games - mishibashi and winning eleven..&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong - yay..finally i learnt how to play mahjong..lol !&lt;br /&gt;Daidee - 'tiack er duo' as forfeit.. lol.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;all-time-fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's Magic Trick - that really amazed every single one of us..&lt;br /&gt;Mum's talk - basically she's sharing all my silly childhood stories with them.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Tv - Watched S.h.e on the Jacky game show on Chn U..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really funny that my parents can mix with my friends really well.. even till the extend of my dad performing a magic trick for everyone.. mum chit chatting and joking with few of them.. trigger said 'wa..eh joe~ your parents are really very onz.. i like them..' oh ya.. finally get to learn mahjong.. it's not that tough after all~ i love it whenever i can PONG ! loudly.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a very good class gathering, together with my cousin, Evelyn and my 14yrs buddy, Ruibin.. i hope my neighbours arent affected by the noise created everytime everyone gets crazy..lol.. It's a great feeling having bunch of good friends having fun together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/Picture%20060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/Picture%20060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Full album for gathering: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/63753728@N00/sets/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114330851064276251?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114330851064276251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114330851064276251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114330851064276251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114330851064276251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/once-again-its-another-steamboat.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114313883209039380</id><published>2006-03-24T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T02:36:19.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Second lesson for Guitar Class 'A'.. this time I'm handling them alone.. and well, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;JIU MING AR~~~&lt;/span&gt; lolx.. I don't remember my secondary 2 class in hihs behaving like that man.. I mean, these sec 2 students are really behaving like primary 2 kids.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..they seem to have conflicts between different races, Malay vs Chinese, and they were like scolding vulgar langauges at each other.. pointing middle fingers.. suan'ing here and there.. For one moment I'm actually quite lost, considering whether I should bring in some punishments.. but somehow I came up with something which solves the problem without punishing any of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I actually did was after some warm up strumming exercises with them, I played them a piece and they saw the wonders of what a guitar can do.. instantly everyone became super attentive.. I should have did that on the first lesson.. saves so much trouble.. lol&lt;br /&gt;Problem solved, the class moved on quite smoothly, and thanks to the only 5 girls in the class.. they were very much well behaved as compared to the guys. Hai.. *disgrace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of everyone packing up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, meet up with Ken,Bob,Soon,Aier &amp; Trigger for kbox session.. guess I'll never go kbox @ cineleisure anymore..lol. Initially K-student is from 2-7pm, their's is only from 2-6pm..with same charges.. so at 5.45pm, they came sharply to inform us our time is up, and tries to tempt us to buy a $5 drink, to extend to 7pm.. how sad, everyone got tempted and agreed.. waaaaa.. $5 just for 1 more hour.. thats very 'bo hua' lor.. but well, we still end up kena chopped.. lol~ $15+ for 2-7pm. As compared to other kbox outlets, we get to stay even longer than the time limit provided that there's no queue.. places like cineleisure will always be crowded. so yea.. no kbox @ cineleisure anymore~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After kbox, everyone were famished and we went basement and had our dinner at this ramen restaurant which I cant really remember it's name now. What surprised me is they got my order prepared in just less than 1 minute after I placed my orders, and the food were nice.. plus reasonable prices.. 4 out of 5 stars~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,we bid farewell to ahsoon &amp;amp; trigger, the rest of us went on for pool session at dunno some ulu place that ken recommended.. lol.. but well.. didnt know such place existed in town whereby a pool center with only 1 or 2 tables occupied when we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere is good.. you can joke, laugh, do all sorts of funny patterns as there arent much people around.. Also a very good chance for Aier to learn pool for the first time..she got the potential man, just the second try and she can poc 2 balls in by her own.. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. it's getting real late now. Here comes the big yawn~&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114313883209039380?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114313883209039380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114313883209039380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114313883209039380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114313883209039380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/second-lesson-for-guitar-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114303325399220536</id><published>2006-03-22T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:18:18.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;gt this story from a forum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family.The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.&lt;br /&gt;As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied,"Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife.After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest.&lt;br /&gt;When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears.Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him,she accused. The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die. "Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it. Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't always what they seem.Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage.&lt;/span&gt; You just might not know it until some time later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into our lives and quickly go.. Some people become friends and stay awhile.... leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts... and we are never quite the same because we have made a good friend..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is history. Tomorrow a mystery. Today is a gift.That's why it's called the present..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well.. what have you learnt from this story.. for me, as highlighted in the passage.. Have Faith.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114303325399220536?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114303325399220536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114303325399220536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114303325399220536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114303325399220536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/gt-this-story-from-forum.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114292446326066851</id><published>2006-03-21T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:01:03.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes.. results are out already. so glad to see all smiling faces around me, everyone did well. Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my results for this sem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EG3015 COMPUTING TECHNOLOGY - A&lt;br /&gt;EG3161 EMBEDDED SYSTEMS DESIGN - C+&lt;br /&gt;EG3192 MOBILE COMPUTING - A&lt;br /&gt;EG3232 FPGA &amp; APPLICATIONS - A&lt;br /&gt;EG3250 PROFESSIONAL &amp;amp; INTERPERSONAL COMM SKILLS - B+&lt;br /&gt;EG3251 ELECTRONIC SYSTEMS PROJECT - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically its not-so-bad, expected only 1 A but turn out to be 3.. as for the C+.. I actually aimed for B.. but 'buang' and got C+.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. nice cool weather, has been raining all day.. mum cooked curry 'pork' and trust me.. its 'mama mia~~' lolx..&lt;br /&gt;hmm. . that reminds me of having her mum's mutton curry.. always tend to relate things to those times we had together.. and it makes me rather poignant whenever i do that.. but well.. I've learnt to be glad that at least I still have the memories to keep with me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another gathering coming up,  havent decide whether to go Ktv..Escape..or just a another dinner outing. Whatever is it, it'll be good as long as everyone get together and have fun. Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for curry 'pork'.. *slurps&lt;br /&gt;outz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114292446326066851?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114292446326066851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114292446326066851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114292446326066851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114292446326066851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114283613160430657</id><published>2006-03-20T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T21:54:36.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7.00am:&lt;br /&gt;"POM! POM! POM!.." I almost jumped out of my bed.. was wondering who the blardy hell knocked so loudly on my door.. as I opened my door (I forgot to unlock it last night) I saw my sis with the apprehensive expression..for one moment I thought the house is on fire or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kor~ can you drive me to school ? I overslept and I'm going to be late for school now.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/duh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/duh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes.. this is exactly the expression I had at that moment of time.. The 'very reluctant yet still have to do it' look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/puss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="102" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/puss.jpg" width="101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but can you say no when she have the expression of puss in da boots ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx.. so I got myself washed up and fetched her to school (with my hair still looking like a bee hive).. as I was on my way home.. I drove pass this kinda ulu road and omg~ I saw a perfect spot to watch sunrise.. and I mean, PERFECT.. below you see the nature of woods..and the sun rises from the middle of it..too bad i didnt have a camera with me, but i guess everyone knows how sunrise looked like..&lt;br /&gt;how i wished she's with me at this moment of time.. but well.. i guess i wouldnt have the chance anymore.. bah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down 16 hours to revelation of results.. I have high hopes for this final sem.. really worked hard for it, thou I had my exams during the most heartrending period in my 21 years of life.. really struggling i have to say.. I still hope that things will turn out to be good.. *Prays hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.. Courtesy of Aier.. she did a video for our class A2.. thats very nice of her, compile everyone's photo and edit into a video. Thou its not very professionally done, but it's the thought that counts.. really appreciate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 330px; HEIGHT: 214px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ve3rDSeDes4" width="330" height="214" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop the background music by clicking the 'Stop button' on your browser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Just accepted the deal of taking another guitar class, same thing in Bartley secondary school.. Guess the headache of handling secondary 2 students just got doubled up. lol.. god bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114283613160430657?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114283613160430657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114283613160430657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114283613160430657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114283613160430657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/7.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114239641192871380</id><published>2006-03-15T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T12:20:11.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jolene has been complaining that she's so sick of having Joe's Fried Rice everytime.. so chef ong came up with something new today.. Thou the process is quite troublesome as compared to fried rice, but it's quite fun cooking (excluding the washing part)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaa~ Breakfast of the day.. Sunny Side Up(or whatever u call it..), Sausages, Cream of Chicken soup.. and Orange Juice..Don't ask me why the egg yolk slides to one side, I tried adjusting it, but it's really stabborn and insisted on staying there.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Jolene savoring her favourite Sunny Side Up.. Noticed that the yolk is GONE ! lol.. she actually slurps the whole thing down.. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/image_00085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114239641192871380?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114239641192871380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114239641192871380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114239641192871380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114239641192871380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/jolene-has-been-complaining-that-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114201539635409827</id><published>2006-03-11T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T12:36:56.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzzZz.. Just came back from friend's birthday celebration..Anyway, Happy 21st Birthday Melissa~ 9 yrs le.. nothing flies..except for time. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration was held in a chalet at National Service Resort And Country Club, NSRCC.. somewhere very very ulu at changi coast whereby no public transport will go there, except for rich people going there to play golf..thank goodness..if I couldnt get a car in time, I wonder how much will taxi fare cost.. well..$200 per night for the chalet..$15 per-head of buffet.. and not forgetting the Frozen-and-got-problem-cutting cake from swensens.. lol~ that was funny.. never underestimate an icecream cake thinking that it will melt and put it into a freezer..you'll end up realising that the cake is as hard as a rock when you want to cut it after the birthday song..hmm~ overall the place's very comfy.. but it's a little too ex..(in fact it's alot !).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/320/u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawnnn~ time to meet Zhou Gong for chess..&lt;br /&gt;Joe Outz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114201539635409827?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114201539635409827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114201539635409827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114201539635409827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114201539635409827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/zzzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114191535364038006</id><published>2006-03-09T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T12:35:02.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6066/2298/1600/image_00044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phew~ what a day..thou I'm kinda tired..but it's a very meaningful day..and lotsa fun too! lolx.. Basically because of 2 things, first will be my first day teaching at Bartley Secondary School, followed by a Steamboat gathering with my classmates at my place. I'll first start on my job today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. It all started with 'Goodddddd Morrrrningggg Mrrrr Ongggggggg..' omg.. can you imagine that ? Lolx ! It feels totally DIFFERENT between greeting others and being greeted.. and never did I expect myself to be in that position too.. I just felt so.. 'shuang~' and a little paiseh.. But then~ trust me.. To handle a secondary 2 class is almost like mission impossible.. lol.. they act like primary school kids! (I wonder am I like them last time..) Luckily the teacher incharge was around too, and helped keeping the students disciplined.. (but ended up the teacher get himself a guitar and started learning too.. -_- ) soon the students get to play with their guitars, and very willing to listen to me.. Smooth sailing~ and not forgetting 'Thankkk youuu Mrrr Ongggg.. Gooddddbyeeee Mrrr Ongggg' lol.. teaching is fun~ =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I meet up with Trigger, Huiyi, Aier , AhSoon, Alex and Bobby (Absents: Ken, Queenie and Frank due to blablabla circumstances) at compass point..preparing to shop for our steamboat ingredients. So we took a trolley and began hunting.. seriously we looked like bunch of hungry freaks ! lol.. we took almost everything that is 'steamboatable'. The reciept ended up to be abt 45cm long.. Bill: $66.86 Special Recommendation: Qbec Prawn Dumplings~ (it's simply mama mia~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of happenings during steamboat.. click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/63753728@N00/sets/72057594078401341/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114191535364038006?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114191535364038006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114191535364038006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114191535364038006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114191535364038006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/phew-what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114183077859362915</id><published>2006-03-08T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T23:12:58.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha.. something surprising happened today. Just as I was thinking of getting a PT job, my guitar instructor gave me a helping hand. Went back to school with bobby today to meet up with some guitarclub friends.. so I met Michael..my guitar instructor,and he recommended me a job, which is to teach guitar at Bartley Secondary School.. surprise surprise~ always wanted to join the teaching career, now I have a chance to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay wise.. I consider it as work less more pay..Total 10 sessions, one session per week, one hour per session.. and lastly.. *drumrolls pls* $65 bucks per session! lol..what can I say.. 'Mai Hiam Bay Pai' lar..Michael will consider giving me more slots if I'm intersted.. Meantime can look for other jobs to fill up the rest of the week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had a dream last night. and guess what.. I dreamed of seeing her with her guy, holding hands walking down the street.. waaaaaaaaaa.. everything seems so real in it.. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ouch!&lt;/span&gt; I can feel exactly how painful it's going to be in reality. lol.. I hope this day will never happen on me man.. please..just don't let me see it for goodness sake.. Thou its none of my business la.. but well..I know I still cares abt it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114183077859362915?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114183077859362915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114183077859362915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114183077859362915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114183077859362915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114170870558375908</id><published>2006-03-07T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T17:54:28.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well..came across this short little story, find it quite inspiring. This is how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;Once there's a group of men having their tea-break together..so they saw this tin of water on the table, and started guessing how heavy it weighs. Many guesses were made and soon, an educator joined them..The educator came up with this answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well.. it doesnt matter how heavy is this tin of water. What really matters is how long can you hold on to it.. Holding it for a few seconds might be a piece of cake to you. Afew minutes ? No problem at all.. Several Hours ? Might be a little challenging.. How about holding on to it for a few weeks then ?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be thinking whats the moral of the story.. At first I'm wondering too, and soon i realised that.. doesn't it reflects on how we handle difficulties ? The more we hold on to it, the more stressful it'll be for us to handle. Sometimes, we should learn to put down the tin of water, take a break, then continue carrying it..i guess thats how we can go further.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way..just to share something interesting if my blog is getting too wordyyy..lol.. the girl in this clip..she's got the looks and vocal..now who says that god is fair to everyone? lol.. just kidding~&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 241px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3dirgcHoKNA" width="314" height="236" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114170870558375908?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114170870558375908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114170870558375908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114170870558375908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114170870558375908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114153926559233631</id><published>2006-03-05T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T14:33:11.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>huiwen found this video and show it to me.. personally I feel that weilian deserve to win the competition.. the fact that he cant really see.. he grabs the fretboard so accruately and sing harmonising parts at the same time.. thumbs up.. here's the video. Nice duet song with kelly. to stop the background music.. click the 'Stop' icon on ur internet browser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 260px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVEdNZp8oSs" width="315" height="260" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..its holidays~ so far so good.. has been going out with friends..keeping myself busy.. but whenever i'm alone, i start to think about it again..shrugs~.. just when and how am i going to overcome this man.. i mean whats the problem with me.. i understand the fact that don't have means don't have le..and i know i should move on rather than looking back when its not gonna help at all.. yet my mind keeps on recalling everything.. kinda dissappointed with myself thou..everytime i know how to console people and help bring back their confidence..yet i cant help myelf. what to do~ thats what happens when u get too devoted into something and lost it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114153926559233631?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114153926559233631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114153926559233631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114153926559233631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114153926559233631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/huiwen-found-this-video-and-show-it-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114126118130861548</id><published>2006-03-02T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T08:59:41.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.. this day has come.. just afew hours away will unofficially commence the end of my poly life.. yawn~~~ it's worth the night striving for the module, I can now take the paper with confidence.. plans after exams ? wait for Uni replies..get a job.. train up for ns..and.. just get a life. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. today used to be a very meaningful day for me.. it hold lots and lots of nice memories..but now it turned into a day of self-reproaching and regrets.. to think of it.. we really should treasure things around us when we still can yea.. but it's always too late to realise that.. hmm..looking at the bright side.. as said in previous entry.. bad memories.. we learn from it..and prevent it from happening again. perhaps thats what life is about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. its time for breakfast.. Feeling so weak..hungry..sleepy.. almost camatosed.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Quote of the day: Always look on~ the brightttttt sideee of life~ WEwe~ wewe, wewe, WEwe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114126118130861548?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114126118130861548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114126118130861548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114126118130861548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114126118130861548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114122561512609772</id><published>2006-03-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:06:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blablabla</title><content type='html'>One last paper to go.. it just makes me feel so weird.. usually I'll be very happy for the fact that exams are over soon.. this time.. I actually hope that I can have more exams.. (choy touchwood..i wun want to retake another sem) lol.. but seriously, I guess I'll miss these days alot..hmm. poly has changed my life tremendously, the way I faced challenges..the way I think.. the way I lead my life. Of course there're many good and bad experiences..memories.. but thats life~ good ones, we treasure and remember it for life.. bad ones, we learn from it and prevent it from happening again..thats how we grow up yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after the 2nd paper, I met my module lecturer, so he was asking me&lt;br /&gt;'hey joseph.. how's the paper ?'&lt;br /&gt;'uh..quite a straight forward one..'&lt;br /&gt;'great.. gd luck !'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that thats the first time I actually talked to Mr.David Liaw,thruout the whole sem..lol. come to think of it.. many times we've come by very good lecturers but we didnt really thank these people who plays an important role in our lives.. here I'd like to pay tribute to Mr.Leong KC. lol..asking me why? For Mr Leong.. really,both Thumbs up for him man. He's such an inspiring man to me, really learnt alot from him.I started getting some As only after I know him..lol~ Heard that he got promoted to floor manager of SEG..feel happy for him. This sound so much like a thanksgiving ceremony now..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right..it's time for da books again.. just one last step to go. GOGOGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Todo list tmr:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Get a hair cut (it's growing like wild grass).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shop for some new clothings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Back to exercising routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114122561512609772?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114122561512609772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114122561512609772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114122561512609772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114122561512609772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/03/blablabla.html' title='blablabla'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114109244239638597</id><published>2006-02-28T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T10:07:22.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nil4</title><content type='html'>wow.. seriously.. a big WOW~ finally something to feel happy for february.. It may sound quite saddist here.. but i realised that yesterday made me feel really happy..for the very first time in february..never knew that being able to feel happy was such a great thing in life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I striked 4D yesterday..At first was quite anxious about the paper..as soon as i flipped the pages..all questions looked so familiar as thou I'm the one who set it. So it goes in sequence of Flip,Read Question,Answer,Next Question without any doubts and within the first hour, I answered all 5 questions, leaving the second hour to check through repeatly.. so glad that all hardwork for this module has been paid off.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, other than being happy.. it's missing, missing and missing.. people has been telling me not to think so much..I've been trying very hard too.. but well..I failed. The fact is,I don't wish to forget it at all..I rather keep the memories i have..better than nothing yea..hmm.. how I wished I can get a chance to see her now..to see how she's getting on..to share my joy with her..to let her know, I missed her.. My Valentine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114109244239638597?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114109244239638597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114109244239638597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114109244239638597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114109244239638597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/02/nil4.html' title='nil4'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114095861482140776</id><published>2006-02-26T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T20:56:54.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nil3</title><content type='html'>Counting down in less than 9 hours to commencement of war. The final 3 to be slaughtered under my merciless blue inked pen..lol. suffering from pre-exam-trepidation.. S-I-A-N-A-T-I-O-N.. first paper of the week falls at 8.30am..which means I have to squeeze buses with secondary sch students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know for what reason.. practically i'm already well prepared..basically nothing more to study..just doing past year papers aimlessly..yet the fear still subsides deep in my mind. If only someone can tell me what's with that fear..or worries.. because of the papers ? or was it just for her.. i've got no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would predict that after exams I'll be so freaking free, but I wun want to waste my time slacking at home.. guess i better get a job or something, at least it makes my time more meaningful. If you're reading this now..and you have a 'lobang'..please dun hesitate to call me up. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. I guess thats all for today..Looking forward to Kbox session on friday.. for those having exams this coming week.. gd luck !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114095861482140776?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114095861482140776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114095861482140776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114095861482140776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114095861482140776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/02/nil3.html' title='nil3'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114087939557451726</id><published>2006-02-25T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:56:35.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nil2</title><content type='html'>Second entry of the day.. that shows how lousy my day is.. lolx.. basically it goes in a cycle of studying, diving into my bed, watch tv,suft net, back to studying again..and it goes on and on. All thanks to the final 3 exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. just came back from a 30 mins car ride from bedok to punggol. I went bedok to fetch her from work, then she took over to drive.. Salutes to my mum.. 60km/hr throughout the whole journey including expressway.. lol ! i asked her why didnt she take the outer lane and go faster.. this is what i got from her.. 'hey, this is slow but steady ok.. and it's very much safer !' lol.. ok lar.. safety comes first, she's right about that.. *i'll nvr let her take over the driver seat again.. lol.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I'm almost done with FPGA.. Monday I'm gonna slaughter the questions like never before.. *hope that I don't get slaughtered instead.. -_-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Todo list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Study Embedded system tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114087939557451726?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114087939557451726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114087939557451726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114087939557451726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114087939557451726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/02/nil2.html' title='nil2'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22988474.post-114084754336375739</id><published>2006-02-25T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T14:05:43.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nil</title><content type='html'>Right.. New look to the blog.. Previous one was kinda complicated.. at least this time will be more comfortable to the eye i guess? lol. wait a minute.. exams on monday.. why am I still here then ? &gt;_&lt; man.. I have to say this is gonna be one of the worst month of my life.  Too many things are happening at the same time.. I'veno idea how long I can hold on.. seriously I need a break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are reading this now.. how do you feel when you lost something really precious to you.. knowing the fact that there's no way for you to reverse the situation, yet still hoping that things would change.. so.. you end up waiting and waiting.. ideas in overcoming it? feel free to tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down 5 days to end of poly life.. I'm gonna miss it alot man.. friends of nyp.. i suppose you do so too? lol..  I'm very sure we'll stay in contact next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie.. its gdbye to blogging, and hello to Books... FPGA.. HERE I COME !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22988474-114084754336375739?l=josified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/feeds/114084754336375739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22988474&amp;postID=114084754336375739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114084754336375739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22988474/posts/default/114084754336375739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josified.blogspot.com/2006/02/nil.html' title='nil'/><author><name>Josified</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13831483037846949087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e374/ahjoe85/blog/joe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
