This should be my body at it's peak. My blog is for everyone including children to view. That's why i censored my photos. However, anyone who wants the original pics is more than welcome to request. Wa! Ha! Ha!

My First Job interview

Just went for the first job interview in my life. It went quite smoothly. Hopefully they will cantact me for the second interview soon. 6 bucks per hr, with CPF somemore, very good offer actually. Oh, yeh, there were two poly guys going for the interview with me. They back out last min and left with the application form. The guy working there was damn pissed off. I could see from his face he wanted to strangle them alive, only if he will ever see them again. It's quite funny. Why would they come for interview and then complained the place is too far when they should already know the job offer is at Jurong East from the newspaper? haha. funny.

My good friend Terence Lim's birthday party

My good friend Terence has finally turned 21. just went for his birthday party. lucky it's not on a friday night as what Wei Aun said. I would not be able to go for the party if it's on Friday. I really enjoyed the birthday party very much. Lots of fun meeting my ACSI friends and talking cock. And there were so much food and they all tasted so nice. It's one of the best birthday party i have ever gone to. Terence and family, nice job today. thanks for inviting me : ) Oh no! forgotten to ask Terence what he wants to do after turning to a 21 yr old adult.......

True happiness

What is true happiness? i gave it a thought on my way to tuition this afternoon.

A rich student who has tuition everyday got 5th position in class. Fantastic it is, but his mother who is the CEO of a listed company asked his son "Why can't you get the 1st position in class? do you know you are wasting my tuition money?!!"

Another poor kid who do not even have money to buy assessment books got position 30th out of 35 students in his class. His mother, working as a cleaner at a hawker center praised him " Son, i know you have tried you best to study and i'm so proud of you!"

Both students have worked hard. In fact, the rich student worked even harder considering the tuition work he is getting. However, only the poor kid feel happy, for getting 30th in class. He must be really happy, he can't possibly get happier than knowing his mother is proud of what he has done.

When a person's happiness is genuine and long lasting, it must be due to other people's action or feeling(e.g.wedding, pregnancy, success of the children), not money and nothing else.

Nowadays, everyone talk about how to earn more money. Money is important indeed, but it's not always a blessing to have lots of money. For children, what else they can do with money after getting the latest hp, comp or PS2? Do they need the time and care from their parents more or a PS2 more? Money does nothing but rids the children of precious time the parents spent with them. In some cases, money is even the excuse for the parents to neglect the children and pursue their own ego.

Since happiness is precious, but as cheap as dirt, everyone is endowed with the chance to feel happy. I think people nowadays should stop groaning about stress from work and study, they are merely excuses. Look into and fix existing relationship in family and friends, at the same time look for more true friends.

Do i look better with flattened hair? i hope so lah. 

Auntie selling tissue paper at MRT

I saw this in someone's blog just now. Din know the tissue paper auntie has gathered some fame in her own way. I encountered a wheelchair bound auntie at clementi MRT too, not sure if she is the same auntie that this girl saw at Novena MRT. but they were singing exactly the same song. .......OR they could be from a tissue paper syndicate..........haha wtf.


(Start of her blog)
"oh well, i'll talk about life..its really weird la. as in today i was passing by this auntie at novena MRT, singing some funny song that goes something liddat:

"one dollar.auntie uncle xiao di xiao mei pang1 wo3 mai3 TISSUE (sound like THIRU).Tissue paper one dollar,one dollar ah one dollar."

heh sometimes i wonder, whether i am really lucky or wad. ok. lucky because i do not have to go out and sing weird songs like an ah soh to sell tissue paper to make money. I might say i have everything i need in life. but heck, its not the needs. people work to get money so that they have a house, food and clothes, but that was like 50 years ago. now everyone has houses, foood and clothes. ppl now go satisfy all their wants, like computers, handphones, cars, bla bla.(I'm sure this is a damn pampered girl from a damn rich family, she is thinking all young people nowadays are well provided for by their parents and they earn money just to buy the latest hp!)some devotions in school always remind us how lucky we are, and should think and thank god for what we have. yes, we are indeed lucky compared to that auntie, ppl in africa, iraq and afghanistan, which are currently shooting each other up, and entangling ang mohs in the fight. well the only reason i'd envy them is that they carry AK-74s everywhere.but thats not the point. then from other devotions, we are always told to strive for better results, work harder. in this rat race, whoever doesn't work hard would fall behind quickly. We looked at people shooting each other up, but why not look on the other end of the spectrum? rich people have this, have that, bla bla, and no one tells us to look at them and wonder how "not so lucky" we are.(this is because the people are already doing that. No need to teach. Nowadays, almost everyone are so hard to be satisfied. Money and materials are never enuff for them.) but heck, this is a world of capitalism i suppose. who has the cash wins. no one ever gets to enjoy life as it is.(The rich man won't get to enjoy life like the ordinary people too!) And so i would have to do my pile of homework.mmm. another thing. the AUNTIE that was selling tissue was on a wheelchair. i'd rather die than lose the ability to walk or do any other thing. disabled people are, in my opinion, the few of the most resillient people around(She is damn right here. I would say disabled people realised they have to choice but to get on with life. that's how they become so strong mentally. )..i don't know whether i can take it emotionally if i lost a leg or something. scenario: d-day beach landings in normandy. If the only path safe from machine gun fire from bunkers of hitler's vaunted "Atlantic Wall", was through a minefield, i'd rather run through an enfilade of machine gun fire then lose my leg to a landmine. bleh(I hate people who like to force themselves choosing between loosing legs or getting shot, saving yr mum or dad from drowning, killing yr sister or brother if a kidnapper asked you to. nothing better to do izzit?)
(End of her blog)

Reasons=Excuses

I have been doing chin ups and ab exercise faithfully everyday. That may be chicken feet for some people. however it is a big burden for someone as lazy as me. I am the kind of people whose interest and enthusiasm for something are usually short-lived. I had recently come to a pt when i want to drop my daily exercise routine again. I was desperately trying to find a reason to keep on doing the daily exercise. Then I realised what was wrong with me------------Why bother to find a reason when you know there is something you should do? Reasons for you not to do something could easily become excuses. so stop finding reasons to convince yrself, you will carry on doing it with no pressure as long as you can tell yourself you should do it. The same applies to the time when you try to find reasons to stop yrself doing something. Reasons mean nothing but excuses.

I think i should wait for my hair to grow longer before deciding to dye or rebond my hair.......

P.S. I will think thwice before overeat again. I can feel exactly where that piece of chocolate cake(or rather a big piece of chocolate) is going in my digestive system.

Medical Exam at NUS

I went to NUS this morning for the medical exam. I went there with wei aun and met Marc there. They both looked not much diff from last time.
I had a funny feeling about the uni environment when i was waiting for wei aun at the yusoff ishak(think it's spelled like this) canteen. Saw many people studying and a group of girls chit chatting. There was a bit of excitment and anxiety in me.
The medical finished in only 1.5 hrs, so much faster than expected. 3 of us even had time to go to the famous prata stall for some food. The medical exam included a urine test. After I finished collecting my sample in a small cup and returned to the room, i saw a girl sitting right next to the room, the doorway was not really very narrow but she withdrew her legs immediately upon realising I have returned. She must be wary of what could have happened if I tripped with the fresh sample on my hand.......

Urgh.... still deciding if I should dye my hair or give my hair a rebond.

myself in the lift 

Feel loved

My auntie asked me to treasure my 4 yrs in NUS cos working is going to be tough, so tough that I will not enjoy it. I have been so anxious about the fast pace of teaching in uni and the stress of working after graduation. I even asked my friends how they deal with uni life. now i think of it again and i start to feel folish. why do i always believe i will suffer in uni and working life? i cannot change the teaching pace in uni nor the workload and ill treatment i get from my future boss, but i can definitely decide the aspect from which i look at challenges in life. As long as my thinking is positive and hopeful, I believe i will always have a beautiful life. my joy may even spread to my friends, colleagues and family. that's why when my auntie asked me to enjoy uni life, i replied I will make sure I enjoy both uni and working in future...........

My first posting

Yeah, this is my very first posting(I consider my friendster blog as dead now cos it is unbelievably slow!) Hope this is a place for me to reflect, recall and share my everyday happening.