<?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-6396438</id><updated>2011-07-08T20:05:00.942+09:00</updated><title type='text'>` there's [nothing to]] fear, but [[fear] yourself</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-4004346958302773416</id><published>2009-09-23T02:33:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T02:37:14.105+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't realise how much I'll miss 31st until the Appreciation Dinner tonight. It made me look back on what we've been through as a Committee and how much fun we had. I'll miss them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-4004346958302773416?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4004346958302773416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4004346958302773416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4004346958302773416' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-2047235617426692295</id><published>2009-09-18T23:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:12:40.715+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ord lo!! Mid-Sem Break lo!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-2047235617426692295?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2047235617426692295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2047235617426692295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#2047235617426692295' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-2549540456049163370</id><published>2009-09-13T13:40:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T13:43:44.682+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weird dreams again last night. It was as if something triggered this subconscious well of emotions, which just decide to erupt again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so overwhelmed when I woke up. Before sleeping, I was feeling actually kinda down, for no particular reason. So I decided to do something about it. I tried calling Jospeh, but I guess he was asleep. And I called Lance. He asked about how many mid-terms we're going to have, and I found out that we're going to have 3. Somehow, I felt better after that. Weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for my tuition now =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-2549540456049163370?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2549540456049163370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2549540456049163370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#2549540456049163370' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-8295770078453729327</id><published>2009-09-12T21:19:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:39:45.671+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a month since I've blogged, and a month since school started. So much has happened in this 32 days that it seemed much longer than that. I was suppose to be at the internal elections today, but decided to pass, yes, my studies are lagging way behind the NUS Express. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, woke up to a weird dream. A dream of army times. It was raining, and cold and I was with the logistics people from SOL n ALTI. When I said that I was a LogO, there were whispers beside me saying, why didn't they know me when I was there. I woke up, breaking out into cold sweat. "Less time to study now" I thought! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's plain gibberish. But thinking about it, I was disturbed when people said that they don't know me, yet equally if not more disturbed when people commented that I am effeminate when they know me. I'm always stuck somewhere in the middle, and that is not a good place to be. The fear of being left out is often followed by a fear of being too close to someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been so, for all my relationships since secondary school. Being in this limbo state with almost everyone. Not good yet not that bad either. I was ranked the average in my OCS platoon appraisal, I am a B student in NUS, I am a level below IVP for tennis, I am average in whatever I do nowadays. But I know there's more in me than that. I remember Vincent's comment that "you are ZiCheng lei!". Sometimes, friends believe in me more than I do myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably I have taken myself too lightly in most cases and too stubborn in others. I know that I can't make it for IVP tennis. Even if i do, it means nothing to me. I know that studies are important to me, yet i waste my chance to shine by wasting time. It seems that I am channeling my energy the wrong way! I seriously need to think about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month on, I am ready to step down from Engin Club and ready to do an OCIP at Laos. My studies are very bad, and I busted a chance to hook up a Korean girl cause I was too scared. I had a hell week the last week only to realise that my efforts have gone to waste. Cheveron Case Challenge, Kent, Ho Zong and I din get through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the positives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I have made good friends in both Ho Zong and Joseph. I feel that I have been a good senior and have been friendly to people to the best of my abilities. I have been religiously doing 100 pushups 80 situps and 20 squats everyday without fail and I have played tennis at least once a week for the past month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-8295770078453729327?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/8295770078453729327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/8295770078453729327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#8295770078453729327' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-7693468811615760012</id><published>2009-08-10T23:43:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:56:25.727+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tml school is going to start. I feel good. Just still unmotivated n not hungry. Im worried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-7693468811615760012?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/7693468811615760012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/7693468811615760012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#7693468811615760012' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-6574298701423166572</id><published>2009-08-06T23:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T00:02:29.371+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i learnt what is disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i learnt the meaning of a good friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i learnt how to search my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i learnt how to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i learnt to focus on the positive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i learnt that it is ok to be imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i learnt that me being perfectionist stresses me n people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i learnt about life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-6574298701423166572?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6574298701423166572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6574298701423166572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#6574298701423166572' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-3749640291370249534</id><published>2009-08-06T10:37:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:45:52.085+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday managed to spend some time with Paris. It became very apparent to me how different the engine people are n the sports camp people are. Engine people are more meek n not as street-smart. However, I did enjoy spending time with them nevertheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, Today is D-day!! Finally the trials is here. Lol. I've been thinking a lot on how my year 2 will unfold. It was quite mind boggling when i tried to balance the commitments of training for Triathalon (2010), making IVP team in Tennis, OCIP, skating, 7 modules and a possible, albeit having a chance of 0.1%, re-run in engine club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, all i could tell myself was to remind me of what I have now. Which is OCIP n the publication post. Also, triathalon clashes with Tennis n with skating too. So, out of these 3, only one is possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i foresee is that it will be the OCIP, 7 mods n the triathalon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hours to warmup&lt;br /&gt;6 hours to trials =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-3749640291370249534?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/3749640291370249534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/3749640291370249534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3749640291370249534' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-9181403358999676712</id><published>2009-08-04T22:53:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:11:09.914+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was rather crazy. Woke up at 7 and started working on the poster all the way till 1. Lol. The good news is I manage to finish it!! The bad news is that it took more than twice the time i initially planned for. So...i missed FLAG Day. I have mixed feelings about FLAG. I abhore it, yet thinks that it is a necessary evil. So I was actualli kind of disappointed that i din go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/SnhBLhUa2FI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h4JBY5rLGOw/s1600-h/Engin+Club+Poster+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/SnhBLhUa2FI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h4JBY5rLGOw/s320/Engin+Club+Poster+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366110622190327890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour is kind of screwed up. The main colour was suppose to be yellow but blogger decided that my first poster should be in blue. Let this be version 1.1 of it den. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, I did some basic workout and got over that minor disapointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some thought, I realise that today is probably the best day to get the textbooks n since han sheng n nat both agree that the textbooks are useful, my dad picked me up at 5, rushed me down to Clementi bookstore, got the books in 15min, and rushed back to reach home at 645. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shagged. Lol. I did some snooping around to find out who this Teik Kheng is, who happens to be the captain of Engin faculty's tennis captain for 09's IFG. Here's what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) He's Malaysian&lt;br /&gt;2.) He used to be fat (a similarity there)&lt;br /&gt;3.) He dances&lt;br /&gt;4.) He's in Mechanical Engineering too (2 similarities)&lt;br /&gt;5.) He was from TJC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. I admit that it was unnecessary to find out info of your potential captain, but being so facebooked trained in the hols, I can't help but realise that his name is unique, aka, easy to find online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days to the trials!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-9181403358999676712?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/9181403358999676712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/9181403358999676712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#9181403358999676712' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/SnhBLhUa2FI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h4JBY5rLGOw/s72-c/Engin+Club+Poster+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-2877506454924113467</id><published>2009-08-04T08:31:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:42:31.145+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first day of Oweek. It wasn't as bad as I thought it will be, and with that I'm refering to my OG. They're actualli quite good in a way. But with the trials coming up for tennis, IFG, which i really really want to get in, I wouldn't do anything that will spoil my chances, (aka insufficient sleep) before thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of selfish for me, but the memory of how i screwed up my USP interview by going engin camp is still fresh in my mind, despite it being one year ago. Yeah. It still hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Flag day. I'll be joining them later in the afternoon. Lol. But before that, I need to complete a poster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-2877506454924113467?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2877506454924113467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2877506454924113467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2877506454924113467' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-8077503859941217517</id><published>2009-08-03T10:08:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:10:16.917+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!! Finally the tennis trials is out. It's a 9 point tie-breaker format. Lol. So I guess the serving needs to be seasoned. Most likely only has 2 tries. The most impressive will be the slice serve n i think it will impress even if i get it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should go hit some serves later today. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-8077503859941217517?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/8077503859941217517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/8077503859941217517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#8077503859941217517' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-6762484124095785489</id><published>2009-08-02T14:36:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:37:14.558+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up with a headache today. Lol. I'm so shag. Definitely have to sleep b4 11 next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-6762484124095785489?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6762484124095785489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6762484124095785489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#6762484124095785489' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-7163975105472359360</id><published>2009-08-01T11:13:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:13:23.900+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how long that it will last. By for now, I'm enjoying converting my thoughts into words and sharing them with whoever comes across my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I has always been a fan of Belinda Lee's Channel U show "Find me a Singaporean" and on youtube, there's this particular episode that made me cry. Yeah. I cried. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e5OPXQgbY44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e5OPXQgbY44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hymTA_MWCg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hymTA_MWCg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/euwTLqyRzMs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/euwTLqyRzMs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've contacted them and asked them if we could fundraise for them. And yeah. they replied. The target now is 37k. It is in order to build a clubhouse for the psychological patients there. I'm so excited yet a little daunted by the figure. Now with the figure, next step will be to find the team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-7163975105472359360?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/7163975105472359360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/7163975105472359360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#7163975105472359360' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-4592873076706493813</id><published>2009-08-01T00:49:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T01:04:39.586+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. It's amazing how long it has been since I've written anything online. I was checking out this blog that Andy, my freshie has and while I was reading it, suddenly realised that it is the fastest way to know what's on the other person's mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fast food culture everywhere in the world nowadays. So fast, so efficient, and sometimes so random that it's easy to want to just be in limbo sometimes. Lol. I think that basically explains my absence from my blog these 2 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to run at night. The air is so cold that it almost feels fresh. I ran just now, trying to run off the 4 meals I had today. And my restless mind spontaneously reflected on quotes from "The Alchemist", Green Day's lyrics, and recent activities. Things like "When your mind broke your soul", "Soul of the World" etc. I realised that i was the talking to my heart the most, during the 3 months BMT. I was so called closest to the "Soul of the World" then. From then on, it was just going through motion, a lot. Sometimes, it can feel so empty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling my heart...hello...Can you hear me?! I want to talk to you again and I promise, this time, I'll listen to you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-4592873076706493813?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4592873076706493813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4592873076706493813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#4592873076706493813' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-3289975921588623800</id><published>2007-08-16T08:46:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:58:08.305+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just some lame jokes to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Wad happens when red socks get into a red-dyed sea?&lt;/strong&gt; The socks will get wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Which football club causes the most environmental damage???&lt;/strong&gt; CHELSEA!!!! CFC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. 3 tadpoles went to a restaurant and they saw people eating frog porridge. What did they start to sing?&lt;/strong&gt; Wo bu xiang Wo bu xiang bu xiang Zhang da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. One day, a matchstick feels his head damn itchy so he scratch it furiously and suddenly *POOF* , his head burst into a flame! "NBCB!!", he started cursing. He was then admitted to the hospital. So now, guess what he became when he was discharged the next day?&lt;/strong&gt; Cotton bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. One day Joe went out to Orchard Road wearing his favourite pair of sneakers. He saw this girl pass by him as he was boarding the MRT and was smitten immediately - love at first sight. He went back to tell his friends and they were all curious to know about the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is she very cute, like Yang Chen Ling?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is she very sexy, like Jessica Alba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you don't even know her yet! If she's not cute or sexy, what made you so attracted to her?", his friends were all dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, she was wearing the exact same pair of sneakers that I was wearing that day..." , Joe said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT???!!!", his friends exclaimed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah...the moment I saw her I knew we were sole mates..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-3289975921588623800?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/3289975921588623800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/3289975921588623800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3289975921588623800' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-8277049567790180584</id><published>2007-07-27T22:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T11:05:35.085+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We spent a day at Tekong today for Battalion Commander Training. It's refreshing to go back Tekong as an officer and even with that lonely one bar, I still get the jitters walking down the walkway towards the Penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with 5 games to warm us all up at the Scabbard. I know it sounds lame, but it has been my wish to go to the Scabbard ever since my BMT days. In a way, it's a dream come true for me. We discussed many topics pertaining to 3AMB there and for the first time in my 8 months in the unit, have i came to realise how positive, open-minded and nice my CO is. Too bad he's leaving us on the 17th next month. Though being nice, in the 8 months I've been there, he has been in ORD mood, so the commanders on the ground still had to run the show for him, without much assistance. We took a short tour around Tekong and subsequently, went on to enjoy the BBQ by the sea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning points of the day: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Go to a new environment with an empty cup. Fill it up with things that you learn there.&lt;br /&gt;-Share solutions to problems. &lt;br /&gt;-Approach life with a learning/humble attitude&lt;br /&gt;-Don't compare, although people always do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-8277049567790180584?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/8277049567790180584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/8277049567790180584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8277049567790180584' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-982131534753938934</id><published>2007-07-25T20:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:49:42.211+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been plagued with headache for almost 3 days now..it's a nagging feeling in your head and an occassional fever that just come and goes like that. It's a terrible feeling and it's been so long since i have had a headache, that i don't enjoy it getting back into my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with actions by man that are chargeable in nature is a headache. But i've learnt a lot from this incident from camp where a certain structure was reduced to a rubble in an accident. To seek help when in doubt and ask and you shall get... Many thanks to Jason, Radar and Robin, especially Jason, who taught me the importance of my PS in situations like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was full of highs and lows for me. First, I got my long awaited IPPT gold for my 2nd year. I was surprised that this untrained, unconditioned body could still manage a timing of 9.05 at 2.4 run. Then came that accident in my platoon. It reached a sweet note, as my cousin got married, for her second time at The Oriental and lastly, it was a 10k run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oriental is such a beautiful hotel. Especially the huge cylindrical chandelier that reaches for the floor at the lift lobby. The dinner was served rather late, but it was unique. The sharks fin wasn't gooey but it was served as a soup, the prawn came in sticks of 10 per table- huge ones just nice for everyone and the desert was an extremely delicious chocolate cake that made even the most bloated stomach make space for it. The bride, 39 and groom, 44 made us feel special through their thoughtfulness in their choice of menu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ballroom was filled with hope for the future, trust in each other and a serene feeling of happiness that comes from the couple. I was happy for them from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up the next day at 530 was not easy. I was enjoying my warm bed as it rained and it didn't help that i drank red wine last night. Radar called and woke me up to look for Safety Pins. Fuck man. I finally woke up minutes later and my dad dropped me off at TP for the Mizuno Wave Run '07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin reached and we were flagged off for the run. The ground was so wet that my shoes are still drying now from the 10km run. After the run, it wasn't easy getting back our baggage. It was simply chaos and it made the participants feel lousy. Honestly, I was really irritated. It was only back at home that i realised that the money that i paid for the run was for charity, so maybe that's why the support was so lacking and haphazard.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-982131534753938934?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/982131534753938934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/982131534753938934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#982131534753938934' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-2331774156507820472</id><published>2007-07-23T20:28:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:29:39.150+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RqSQ_fGkHlI/AAAAAAAAADk/teCD32qBuhE/s1600-h/scmc06_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RqSQ_fGkHlI/AAAAAAAAADk/teCD32qBuhE/s320/scmc06_logo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090352899190693458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Should I or Should I not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-2331774156507820472?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2331774156507820472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2331774156507820472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2331774156507820472' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RqSQ_fGkHlI/AAAAAAAAADk/teCD32qBuhE/s72-c/scmc06_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-636862259717989342</id><published>2007-07-16T21:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T23:53:17.066+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Friday was Platoon 2's cohesion day, where we celebrated the ORD of 5 guys. We met at Pasir Ris at 10 before procceding to White Sands for an early lunch. Those non-AHM runners went to check in at Aloha Loyang while the runners completed 14km at ECP. It was shagging man. Maintaining my fitness since commissioning has always been the first priority on my mind, even in a logistics unit. However, time and work had other plans for me. For a 14km run, I manage to come in at 1:11:37, with cramps developing furiously in my calfs and I was practically limping as I ran back to the end point at F2. There was this runner who ran on the grass patch instead of on the actual path who paced me all the way from the 5km mark to 11km. I just assumed it's for easy over-taking and runnning, since nobody will be in his path and as much I find him eccentric, his presence made me push myself more during the run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a short chat with CO before cooling down and showering, and he was telling me all these things about engineering and how it's related to life. It's really how amazing how linked those two things can be, but I'm still not convinced about going to mech engineering in NUS. We left on my PS's car and the BBQ was ready by the time we were there. Our DSM, Warrant Kathi dropped by and so did Ah Teo and Andy. The night continued after they left with a bottle of Absolute Vodka-Ruby Red and some Black Jack, which ended at 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 7, Jeremy dropped me off at the mrt. I went back home to change, just in time to flag a cab to Harbourfront Mrt Station. In the end, we left at 1035 also. Ah...I felt so stupid. A waste of 7 bux. Should've taken the mrt sia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was good at Sentosa. We got to play some solid V-ball with a buch of friendly Ang Mohs from San Diego at the Rasa Sentosa court, cards and lame games on the beach. We went to Serangoon Gardens and had a very filling dinner. It was there where we celebrated Wayne's Birthday!! Haha...I got to smash a slice of the cake into his face, with Jeremiah rubbing lemon from sugarcane into his nose. We accidentally dirtied his shirt but he didn't seem to mind, after we sang him Happy Birthday. The day didn't end until we went to Daryl's house for a few games of Mahjong which didn't really kill the itch. I really want to play MJ some other day.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000 at Sunday. I had 3 tuitions- Jin Hin, Vince and Hui Jun to go. I was trying my best to keep awake all the time. My relatives were at my house for my grandfather's death anniversary. Together, we had curry chicken, popiah and also, my mum's vegetarian shark fin. It felt like Serangoon Gardens Part II. I ended up feeling full again and didn't sleep until 1030 at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the photos from the chalet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptw2JZqoiI/AAAAAAAAADM/Jfj68vdQA8E/s1600-h/B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptw2JZqoiI/AAAAAAAAADM/Jfj68vdQA8E/s320/B8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087784279583924770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptw2ZZqojI/AAAAAAAAADU/liY6JS6ztWc/s1600-h/B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptw2ZZqojI/AAAAAAAAADU/liY6JS6ztWc/s320/B9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087784283878892082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptw2pZqokI/AAAAAAAAADc/IUkjDjtg5PU/s1600-h/B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptw2pZqokI/AAAAAAAAADc/IUkjDjtg5PU/s320/B10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087784288173859394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptwo5ZqoeI/AAAAAAAAACs/jZ4ThS7dYHY/s1600-h/B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptwo5ZqoeI/AAAAAAAAACs/jZ4ThS7dYHY/s320/B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087784051950658018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwpZZqofI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uNimGRPcYf8/s1600-h/B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwpZZqofI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uNimGRPcYf8/s320/B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087784060540592626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwpZZqogI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Yx4o9-JHHF0/s1600-h/B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwpZZqogI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Yx4o9-JHHF0/s320/B6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087784060540592642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwppZqohI/AAAAAAAAADE/nLTNShJLuPE/s1600-h/B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwppZqohI/AAAAAAAAADE/nLTNShJLuPE/s320/B7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087784064835559954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwTZZqoZI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ug0vRMy0RHw/s1600-h/B0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwTZZqoZI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ug0vRMy0RHw/s320/B0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087783682583470482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwTpZqoaI/AAAAAAAAACM/yczppzcThcg/s1600-h/B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwTpZqoaI/AAAAAAAAACM/yczppzcThcg/s320/B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087783686878437794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwTpZqobI/AAAAAAAAACU/PsZ63n_Oby8/s1600-h/B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwTpZqobI/AAAAAAAAACU/PsZ63n_Oby8/s320/B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087783686878437810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwT5ZqocI/AAAAAAAAACc/Ag9gvcc-GNQ/s1600-h/B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwT5ZqocI/AAAAAAAAACc/Ag9gvcc-GNQ/s320/B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087783691173405122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwUJZqodI/AAAAAAAAACk/pVySH24mIVA/s1600-h/B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RptwUJZqodI/AAAAAAAAACk/pVySH24mIVA/s320/B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087783695468372434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shag and crazy weekend, but it was fun =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-636862259717989342?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/636862259717989342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/636862259717989342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#636862259717989342' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/Rptw2JZqoiI/AAAAAAAAADM/Jfj68vdQA8E/s72-c/B8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-5860886605560034955</id><published>2007-07-12T23:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:01:06.732+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday night at Zouk. The neh nehs, Daryl and Edmund were there and Justin had already left by the time I got there. Ty came soon. At Zouk, Shar was pretty drunk. After dancing for a while, we sent Ty home before finding Sheena and Ben outside Zouk. We had a goofy hour but when we went back phuture, it was more dancing and more dancing until the lights came on. I really enjoyed myself that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday night, Taurus, Derrick and I caught Harry Potter-The Order of Phoneix@ Lido. The show was good but the plot was a bit predicatable. The film wasn't that exciting too as it's meant more as a built up to the next 2 films. It had been a long time since I've seen the both of them. We caught up with each other at Taka till 10, before we left and went home. Derrick has grown so tall since the last time I've seen him. I should meet up with my friends more often sia..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-5860886605560034955?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/5860886605560034955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/5860886605560034955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5860886605560034955' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-5718585311399659477</id><published>2007-07-04T22:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T22:35:00.110+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;An Indecent Proposal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1730. Monday. Jurong Camp. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warrant L decided to fetch Mdm J, CPL B and 2LT T home in his car. After dropping CPL B at his house in Jurong, Warrant L headed towards Yio Chu Kang. With a promise that there's a bus that will reach his home quite fast by Mdm J, 2LT T decided to drop at Yio Chu Kang, near Mdm J's house. While driving, Warrant L actively engaged Mdm J as the radio blasted through the stereo. Just as 2LT T was falling asleep in the back seat, he suddenly felt his hp vibrating and he woke up to see a msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sms me back. If u r not in a rush want 2 come up my place? for a short while. I'll be having dinner then leave."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2LT T knew immediately what this meant. Mdm J was hitting on him. He felt a sick feeling in his stomach and came up with a valid reason to refuse the offer. Subsequently, he fell asleep until they reached the bus-stop and he got off, much to his relief, and as he suspected, the bus-ride home was neither fast nor comfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0800. Tuesday. Sembawang Camp  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saga continues, much to 2LT T's dismay. Upon arriving in camp, 2LT T was informed by Warrant L that Mdm J will be coming today. It was the shock of his life. Thankfully, there were issues that 2LT T has to attend to out of camp and immediately, he left swiftly and avoided Mdm J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1400. Tuesday. On the bus  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2LT T recieved another message. It was Mdm J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"R u back in office?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2LT T wanted to go back, but decided against it. He had time to return to camp. Definitely. But what will that entail? A confrontation? A confession? 2LT T has no interest in Mdm J at all. Zero. Zilch. After exercising some intelligence, he decided to not go back camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm there. Ok. Will catch wit you again."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2LT T breathed a sigh of relief. He can't really tell anyone as it will be bad for Mdm J's reputation but he feels traumatised by this suddent turn of events. How do you reject a boss hitting on you? It's a question that never really crossed his mind. He just knows that from now on, he has to avoid Mdm J, if he don't want to confront her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-5718585311399659477?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/5718585311399659477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/5718585311399659477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5718585311399659477' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-8802188317639551033</id><published>2007-07-01T02:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T09:49:03.968+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sch reopened and it was back to the usual- tuitioning of kids during weekends. It's a pretty sad life and as much as I enjoy teaching, this only stream of income is fragile and worse still, eats up my weekends. I've seen a few friends who got ruthlessly "dumped" by their tutees and I asked myself, y wouldn't that guy be me? It definitely could. It's probably time to find a new level for my stint as a tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my usual tennis lesson in the morning and tution lesson, I caught Transformers with Shaun and the rest of U-jin and Kohzy's friends. They actually got together 100 plus people (that they know) for the movie and it's a really win-win situation, cause friends get to meet up and they may earn from the tickets sales. It's inspiring to see friends your age attempting at buisness. LOCC guys came and we caught up a bit. Everyone's pretty different now. Some started smokin. Other get their cars/bikes. Some getting slack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bn Sports Day was yesterday, and being the Conducting, it wasn't that easy cause on the ground, there was a lot of co-ordination to do, nor was it that hard, cause i had 2 committee members running the show for me. I've won a medal. Yea!! For 8km tag relay. It really became a 4km tag relay cause we realised that there's not much stamina left in the runners to finish an 8km relay. In the end, 31 won the championship!! It felt great at first but we pretty much celebrated the win with the clearing up of stores, as we're the organising Coy, so it was a bit anti-climax.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial plan to go shopping in town had to be shelved due to delays here and there. We could only have dinner at Jurong East before rushing down to SP's Convention Centre for Hui Jun's band concert. It's pretty good and we enjoyed the concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RoaZwVyRCWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-MbyZp6fOjM/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RoaZwVyRCWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-MbyZp6fOjM/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081918285294930274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken by my 2MP Camera. Cui =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-8802188317639551033?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/8802188317639551033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/8802188317639551033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8802188317639551033' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RoaZwVyRCWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-MbyZp6fOjM/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-4837948837886505693</id><published>2007-06-28T19:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:02:37.012+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Yvonne!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmaammbboooo......We went down to Zouk after having steamboat at her house. Daryl gave it a miss (IPPT) and sailed to camp after the steamboat. It was my first trip to Zouk on a Wednesday night. The crowd was huge, really huge but the sailors got ourslves a spot near the counter, and soon we were taking photos, dancing to Mambo tunes and going wild. Before the night ended, we went to Phuture. The lights went on after a few songs but as we left, I believe all of us felt satisfied and want to do it all over again. Cabbed home almost immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sailors are a happening bunch. Next week, there are more events. It really surprises me to see how closely-knitted we are, given the short time span that we have been together but I think it's a good thing. Never felt so Ons before. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few hours later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my Final Theory Test. Common sense would have pronouced me a 99.99% flop in this test as I dragged myself there with my panda eyes. And i did, at the Trial Test. It took a miracle for me to pass the actual test and I heave a sigh of relief...Yesshhh. To see the PASS on the computer screen...Priceless. The very last hurdle left between me and the license, will be the Practical Test on 26 Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 June '07, has been a crazy day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-4837948837886505693?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4837948837886505693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4837948837886505693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4837948837886505693' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-9010805705891054523</id><published>2007-06-23T15:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T17:33:08.299+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NTU Sea Sports Camp just ended yesterday. Albeit being a 3D2N camp, it was very fun, enjoyable and full of activities. The day started out for the SAILORs at SAF Yatch Club, after we've set up out tents at NSRCC. The instructors there introduced us to Scuba and Deep Sea Diving. One of them was from NDU and the other was Dean, from South Africa. I was a bit apprehensive when i saw the 1.8m pool that they are using but it was good enough for us, who never scuba dived before. Breathing in compressed air from the tank was very cool but because the air is very dry, i have to swallow my saliva to keep my throat comfortable. The flippers were hard to control also, and it makes you feel like a penguin when you try to walk in them. Diving was really very relaxing and I felt so refresh after the short attempt at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it was Wake-boarding. It's tied for the best activity with Jet-ski for this Sea Sports Camp. We spent a good 4h on it and it was exhilarating to watch and to do it. I managed to stand up on the first attempt but it only lasted 2s. The other attempts weren't any better, except for the last 2, where i stood up for at least 30s and went left and right before falling into the water. Daryl was really good and he tried to jump twice. Patsie and Edmund stood up too. But when Tony, our instructor went down to wake-board, he was just too good. He did a few difficult jumps and stayed on the board for at least 5 mins. Respect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quickly learnt the importance of sunblock. I was midly burnt at the end of the day but Daryl was much worse. He was literally a lobster. But the day was far from over, we had a game which involved waterbombs, fire on iron-pickets and newspapers. SAILORs won it. Before we slept, the guys and the GLs played the Game of 21. It's a game where the objective is to make another guy say 21 and do a forfeit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we tried Wind-surfing, Jet-ski, Board-Sailing and Banana Boat. Of all the 3, banana boat was the most fun. Being 1 of the 5 suckers on a Zebec float waiting to be thrown off was more exciting then I've imagined and we went for it like 4-5 times, until I was just too shagged to go. Jet-ski was really cool but i don't think it's that fun. The uncle made a few sharp turns and I could feel the water really close to me. The novelty soon wear off and I didn't even go for a second round. Wind-surfing was just very tough and hardly enjoyable. Board-sailing was probably the most eye-opening one for me as I finally understood what it means to be sailing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAILORs continue to win again on the last day. We're just such a competitve yet fun group. Yvonne wore a singlet that has the phrase "Same Same but Different" and soon, it became the motto for our OG. We won the Beach competiton for guys, with Daryl beating Jeremiah and got into the finals for the girls, with HuiShan losing marginally. We wrapped up the camp with Dragonboat at KSSC, where we were severly understrength but still came in 2nd for the race back to the centre. It was really pure teamwork and determination and that's what I love about the SAILORs. =)Our GLs rox too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we parted, we had dinner at Geylang. It was a fun 3D2N with great people and activities. The 90 bux registration fee was definitely worth every single cent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-9010805705891054523?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/9010805705891054523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/9010805705891054523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#9010805705891054523' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-6592489652394296174</id><published>2007-06-22T23:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:30:47.960+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcwxIMiWI/AAAAAAAAABU/O2BCOBJn-GA/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcwxIMiWI/AAAAAAAAABU/O2BCOBJn-GA/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078895735169911138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcxBIMiXI/AAAAAAAAABc/EfluDYdb5Pk/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcxBIMiXI/AAAAAAAAABc/EfluDYdb5Pk/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078895739464878450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcxBIMiYI/AAAAAAAAABk/C6nAskd6bB4/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcxBIMiYI/AAAAAAAAABk/C6nAskd6bB4/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078895739464878466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcxBIMiZI/AAAAAAAAABs/D4r_7zjChr0/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcxBIMiZI/AAAAAAAAABs/D4r_7zjChr0/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078895739464878482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcxRIMiaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zxfdA2uQuJE/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcxRIMiaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zxfdA2uQuJE/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078895743759845794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU Sea Sports Camp '07 =) Yea!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-6592489652394296174?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6592489652394296174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6592489652394296174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6592489652394296174' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnvcwxIMiWI/AAAAAAAAABU/O2BCOBJn-GA/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-4187491552397398840</id><published>2007-06-19T08:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T09:37:38.160+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I've managed to put up the ad on ebay and yahoo auctions for my 10 months old Nokia 6030. It was uncannily exciting when i saw my ad finally up. Now that I've thrown in the bait, all i've to do is to wait. The Nokia 6030 that I'm using now still has 2 months warranty and it's in very good condition. The buyer will get a charger, ear-piece and the original box and receipt. It's going at $100..Anyone interested in a non-camera phone? Pls contact me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peng Yan and Kesmond sms-ed me in the afternoon to tell me about the VJCO Concert in Dec, where Alumni are invited to participate. Wow...I suddenly feel so old now that I'm in the ranks of alumni. It's pretty cool for them to have 2 concerts in a year and while I've concerns about how rusty my suona skills are, I decide to go for it. It should be fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more day to NTU Sea Sports Camp!! =) Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-4187491552397398840?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4187491552397398840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4187491552397398840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4187491552397398840' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-7527969348498170375</id><published>2007-06-18T12:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T12:44:08.141+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a good 15 weeks till I ORD, after factoring in my leave and off. A good 75 working days more, I'll be a free man!! I probably won't get to see my understudy, who will come from the 5th LOCC, commissioning in December. The inital plan of extending my ORD till december still lingers at the back of my mind but the more i think of it, the more i feel that WO Lim and the regulars can cope with the platoon in my absence. It's probably not going to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for tennis stuff on youtube and i came across a cool Jamie Foxx serenading Serena Williams. It's called, "Can I be your Tennis Ball?" REally funny =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D8jv6CjbwLA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D8jv6CjbwLA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-7527969348498170375?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/7527969348498170375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/7527969348498170375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7527969348498170375' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-2985315682443562845</id><published>2007-06-18T12:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T12:27:51.144+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnX7IxIMiUI/AAAAAAAAABE/e45tqlHXiKE/s1600-h/hse+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077240282975340866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnX7IxIMiUI/AAAAAAAAABE/e45tqlHXiKE/s320/hse+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnX7JRIMiVI/AAAAAAAAABM/AIeQ23U-QCo/s1600-h/hse+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077240291565275474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnX7JRIMiVI/AAAAAAAAABM/AIeQ23U-QCo/s320/hse+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnX6lxIMiRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W3cC15JhU5E/s1600-h/hse+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xue Ying's house a few weeks ago. It was a mahjong and eating session. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-2985315682443562845?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2985315682443562845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2985315682443562845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2985315682443562845' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RnX7IxIMiUI/AAAAAAAAABE/e45tqlHXiKE/s72-c/hse+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-6659232505600665711</id><published>2007-03-25T07:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T07:59:55.896+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Donald's &amp; Xiao Qiang's B-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RgWtJmfDJWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VdyYfg-WWiQ/s1600-h/P3090111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045629337999713634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RgWtJmfDJWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VdyYfg-WWiQ/s320/P3090111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-6659232505600665711?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6659232505600665711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6659232505600665711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6659232505600665711' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RgWtJmfDJWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VdyYfg-WWiQ/s72-c/P3090111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-665915917268087167</id><published>2007-03-10T03:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T03:14:57.712+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RfGjzus7FfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RZbHkgutoCE/s1600-h/ELECTRICAL+FORMULA+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039989567109404146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RfGjzus7FfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RZbHkgutoCE/s320/ELECTRICAL+FORMULA+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RfGjy-s7FdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c9lAs4RIRr8/s1600-h/ELECTRICAL+FORMULA+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039989554224502226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RfGjy-s7FdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c9lAs4RIRr8/s320/ELECTRICAL+FORMULA+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RfGjzes7FeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8_79TTFdCBo/s1600-h/ELECTRICAL+FORMULA+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039989562814436834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RfGjzes7FeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8_79TTFdCBo/s320/ELECTRICAL+FORMULA+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-665915917268087167?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/665915917268087167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/665915917268087167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#665915917268087167' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_N0bOsLtorLA/RfGjzus7FfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RZbHkgutoCE/s72-c/ELECTRICAL+FORMULA+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-4246111648668621012</id><published>2007-03-06T16:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T17:25:44.195+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met Long Lao Shi on Sunday. She managed to get some of the Cat High CO guys to perform for the temple that my mum frequents. I knew none of them and none of them knew me as it has been a good 4 years since I've graduated from Cat High. The performance was really up to standard, especially the Sec 2 Yang Qin boy, he was really good. Suona has long eluded my life but the appreciation of music is something that's already in-built in me. The night before, I went to the NTU CO concert at SCH. The standard of music was abysmal and we were dreading the "Encores" calls at the end of it, as it prolonged our agony. Three of us who stay at sims drive went for supper after that and there were a lot of catching up to do. After being through army, you start to appreciate your friends more, especially those that you can pour your heart to as we drained our heart till 2am that night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the past weekend, I went back to Sembawang Camp on Saturday as my guys were doing OT for LAB. I went back on Sunday too, but only long enough to drop breakfast off at the gate. It's a weird feeling returning to unit after one-month ULOC. The feeling is akin to having woke up from a very sweet dream, one that you were about to kiss the girl and then, the damn alarm had to ring. Ughz...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first task was to attend a meeting at my unit for internal posting today. DSM seems to be the one chairing the meeting although technically, it was 2IC. It sets me thinking once again. Why did they ever need officers in the maintenance formation? Is it because it's an army norm to have the officer core and the wospec like a one-size fits all solution to management? The focus of maintenance is really the wospec and the role of officers is diminished. All that means, is a lighter workload but more arrows from boss and others. Ouch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-4246111648668621012?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4246111648668621012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4246111648668621012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4246111648668621012' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-2447879616084178398</id><published>2007-02-27T19:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T19:35:09.490+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ULOC syndicate 2 is turning out to be a really fun bunch. Ever since Xian Lun ingeniously took part of a new year decoration and make it into a ball, we are now very much addicted to table soccer. We've been playing it for almost every single break and I will feel the sweat at the end of the intense matches. The game brings out many interesting moments despite the intensity. Adrian would often be the commentator of our matches. Ronald scored many own goals and now, if anyone scored an own goal, we would say that he did a Ronald. 3 more days before the course ends. I'll definietly miss these guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I visited Mrs Liang at her new house at Faber Heights, Clementi. It's pretty isolated and Guo Fong and I had to take a shuttle bus in from Clementi MRT. It has been almost 2 years since I've last seen her and she looked the same. There was a sense of nostalgia in me as it seems like we're back in primary school again, a time where we enjoyed but could never go back. It has been 10 years. Time waits for no man. Xun Qi is now in NUS studying medicine, Jian Hao is in SPF and Guo Fong is a Sgt. Growing up is such a fast process that you realise only once in a while, when u look back. Cat High Primary rox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-2447879616084178398?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2447879616084178398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/2447879616084178398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2447879616084178398' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-6598063531440445057</id><published>2007-02-24T01:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:17:03.976+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ULOC&lt;/span&gt; on Friday, I went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VJCO&lt;/span&gt; gathering at Seoul Garden. The turnout was pretty reasonable, with a fair mix of both seniors and juniors during my time. It brought back memories of us going out as a whole big group during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jc&lt;/span&gt;, talking and laughing together. The presence of many people always makes it fun and lively back then. It wasn't that much different on Friday. It has been almost one year since we've last gathered and they have all changed, most notably the girls, as they have all mastered the art of make-up and dressing up, appearing more chic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CHIJMES&lt;/span&gt; was the after dinner programme. Drinking at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CHIJMES&lt;/span&gt; was the first for me. We ordered one drink each and tasted each other's drink. Heading home slightly intoxicated, I had a good night's sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zzzzZZZ&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protege had a screening at 940 at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point. Thanks for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;advertisement&lt;/span&gt; time, we managed to catch the movie on time. I was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ziquan's&lt;/span&gt; house with Justin they all, waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jz&lt;/span&gt; to come. It was like a bullet-train the moment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jz&lt;/span&gt; arrived. We lit the cake, sang the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; song for Justin and him, Lao-ed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sheng&lt;/span&gt;, got our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Gams&lt;/span&gt; and rushed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point. Protege was quite a cool movie, with a few disturbing scenes and lines that got stuck in my head. Louis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Khoo's&lt;/span&gt; wife drug addict role was the most moving and vivid character in the entire movie, bringing out pity, disgust and finally the climax in the movie. Looking at Daniel Wu's character help an injured dog on the streets, she went up to him and said, "You would even help a dog. Just help me once more, I want to quit." I can somehow feel the deep sense of guilt and regret that Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;wu&lt;/span&gt; felt when he saw her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hemorrhaged&lt;/span&gt; body together with a party of rats on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, Justin said "This should be a horror movie", and I couldn't agree more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-6598063531440445057?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6598063531440445057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/6598063531440445057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6598063531440445057' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-4031146799506242282</id><published>2007-02-22T22:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:18:04.382+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Playing tennis yesterday night has been enjoyable. It has been almost a week since I've heard the nice sound of impact when the tennis racket gets in contact with the tennis ball. Learning to play this game for only about a month, I am already addicted to it. The feeling of euphoria, when the ball gets hit across the net, has gotten me hooked to this racket game as soon as I started playing. The negative energy, as Fabian has said, that has infiltrated into my blood and bones over this few weeks, all left my body together with my sweat and grunts. It really feels good to play tennis...Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was back to the life of cutting talc, pinning paper on the wall and presenting Exercise requirements today. The day passed much faster than I expected. On the train heading home, there was a plump middle aged guy with a droopy golden framed spectacles handing carelessly by his ears on the seats opposite me. The typical "uncle" image quickly shattered when he started hurling vulgarities in teochew at a three-o of majusri students just beside us. Apparently, they did not know that uncle and the non-sensical, one-sided, loud shouting only made everyone in the compartment came to the realisation that this "uncle" is mad. Robin was fortunate to get off at Eunos as I continued on the train for 2 more stops with this "uncle". An unknown and unjustified fear overcame me after that realization. Fear and pity welled up my soul and I just want to get out, feeling overwhelmed. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief when i finally got out, and I did not look back, just kept moving on and on......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-4031146799506242282?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4031146799506242282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/4031146799506242282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4031146799506242282' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-3681303183622795600</id><published>2007-02-21T17:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T17:12:12.498+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since I've last blogged. Blogging may be therapeutic, just as writing can ease the unrest soul. As I blog, i get to communicate with my inner voice and listen to it pour it soul out to me, and realise that I've once again shut myself out of my life. Blogging gives a platform for my inner voice to speak up and let me be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 months after commissioning has been a total madness. The total regimentation of OCS was gone when we threw our pic-caps on the parade square of SAFTI-MI and what welcomed me was a new culture, albeit still army; a culture that sent me juggling many tasks, re-visit my values system and learn new stuff in a limited amount of time. As an officer, as oppose to a cadet, I was now answerable to many people. My superior, fellow officers, subordinates, outsiders etc..., with some being my worst critic and few being the one that really help me. With my unit at Jurong and my platoon at Sembawang, I'm torn between 2 places, as i try to be the bridge between my OC and his platoon 2 and being the commander of platoon 2. Sometimes, the feeling of being the lone warrior in the battle gets to me and i really feel tired and exhausted. Till now, i still question myself what type of officer do i want to be? Y did i want to indicate yes on the option form in BMTC? Was it for duty.honour.country? Was it for glory? Was it for the experience? Was it for the higher pay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, I think the pay and glory was the main factor. Yes, I'm a little self-centred to begin with so those 2 reasons should not have been unexpected. However, over the training, the experience proves to be the most invaluable thing. It's the only thing that no thief can steal. The opportunity to lead a platoon of men and to be in a position to manage is priceless. It has been more than 2 months since I've been posted to 3AMB. Man walk and time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Chinese New Year has been an exhaustive period. One that left me sleeping an average of 5h per day and left me realise that family and friends are important and irreplacable. In all corn-iness, the relationship formed with them cannot be traded with any amount of money in the world. All along, work has been my priority. Work first, family second. It's hard for me to sacrifice work for family and friends, but i'll try. Ugh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-3681303183622795600?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/3681303183622795600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/3681303183622795600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3681303183622795600' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-116511643685398136</id><published>2006-12-03T11:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:27:16.956+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/1600/286888/Alley%20Bar%2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/320/137184/Alley%20Bar%2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/1600/12700/Alley%20Bar%206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/320/780071/Alley%20Bar%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/1600/648346/Alley%20Bar%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/320/566116/Alley%20Bar%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/1600/409855/Alley%20Bar%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/320/419846/Alley%20Bar%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/1600/929493/Christmas%20Tree-Paragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4572/204/320/498764/Christmas%20Tree-Paragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night. Soaking in the Spirit of Chirstmas at Orchard-Paragon after going Alley Bar for a drink to celebrate unofficially the completion of As for Stanley and the course at OCS for Daryl and I. It's the first time that I've drank so many types of alcohol at one go. Gin, Erdinger, Whiskey, Vodka &amp; Tequilla. It wasn't as bad as I thought but I definitely felt much lighter after the intoxication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night. The White Wine served during the dining in of Army Appointment Certificate Presentation Ceremony was good. I finished the whole glass and i felt airy in my head almost immediately. Cai Min was beside me and I told him to take good care of me if I ever get wasted. I'm not a lover of wine or alcohol but it was just the occassion and atmosphere that made me drank a bit more than I would usually. My table was pretty quiet actually, except for 2 commandos there. They were talking cock all the way, especially about the wine and the waitress. We were the lucky row in a way as we got 2 good looking waitresses serving us. It's no wonder we ate and drank more than the rest. The Cadet Mess session after that was pretty fast and fun. We took some photos but it was always with lots of other people as there was only one cameraman. Regretted not bringing in my Oregon. Especially since we had a sword to take photo with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming 11 dec, I'll be shifting next door to Jurong Camp as PC of 31 FMD, Forward Maintenance Depot. It's definitely far from my ideal posting but i like the fact that I'll have men under me and it's the appointment that I've been trained for. Gerald n Leroy will be going there too. Looking forward to getting more of Gerald's Itchy Fingers and Leroy's whinning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-116511643685398136?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/116511643685398136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/116511643685398136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116511643685398136' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-115546737962297412</id><published>2006-08-13T20:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T20:09:39.640+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Reflections for 7/8/06 – 13/8/06&lt;br /&gt;OCT TEO ZI CHENG&lt;br /&gt;03/06 LOCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            This week has been a short week, due to the break on Wednesday in celebration of our nation’s 41st Birthday. The highlights for this week were the 14km run as part of training for AHM on the 27th and the Happy Hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            14km is the longest distance I’ve run so far, and it was a defining moment for me. Not that I’ve finished it, but I’ve finished it at a competitive pace. Running with LTA Chan as part of the competitive group was challenging as I didn’t know how the competitive pace for AHM was like and whether I could keep up with the pace. Fortunately, my body reacted positively and I could keep up with the pace, and sometimes, even set the pace for the rest. However, after the race, my body feels rather drained and I’m worried about subsequent training for AHM and AHM itself. I think that having a seasoned runner to share with us some of the tips to train and prepare for AHM will benefit us all, as most of us are running such long distances for the first time. This would prevent unnecessary complications (e.g. Injury due to inappropriate preparation) among the cadets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            We had our first Happy Hour of the week at Kranji Camp. It was an event that was pretty much the same as the Happy Hours we had before. The second Happy Hour was much more unique and special. It was the first time that we had Happy Hour at SOL for cadets and it was the first time we had dinner at the basketball court. For me, I enjoyed this Happy Hour the most. From the sweat to the burnt chicken wings, the roast Lamb, the games and the interaction with 2nd LOCC and COL Daniel Chua, it was really an enjoyable event. Even though we had to clear up at the end, it still felt fulfilling and fun. Waking up the next day was the tough part. I had to pull myself out of the bed and drag myself to the car porch to fall in. The worst part was having to go through a lecture in the half-awaken body, making the experience more agonizing. It’s the worse way to end the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            This week marks the end of a term at SOL and the start of Ops phase. There is much to look forward to. I’m beginning to feel attached to SOL and even look forward to booking in sometimes. Since I’m chosen as an ATO, I would be spending more time at OETI then at SOL in the future. I hope to make full use of the 3 weeks that I have left in SOL before going over and cherish every moment of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-115546737962297412?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/115546737962297412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/115546737962297412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115546737962297412' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-115414940251853556</id><published>2006-07-29T13:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T14:10:22.166+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing is Sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This record was written somewhere between the blessed and the unblessed, between the godly and the ungodly by a few young urban professionals from San Diego. These songs are dreams and questions, bleeding together, breathing in and out- always somewhere between life and death. And I feel this tension, this distance now more than ever, like a numbing ache... deep inside. The distance between the way things are and the way they could be, the distance between the shadow and the sun. And this is where we exist: within the paradox. Living out our lives: oxygen and carbon and hydrogen and so on... This record was the attempt to make something beautiful in filthy backstage dressing rooms everywhere, trying to sing something true with a broken heart. This record was written about things that I don't understand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a time where burning CDs is the norm, listening to some of the tracks on this album still makes me want to buy it from the store. It made me want to blog again too, just like stepping into the music store that was once so familiar. Blogging is not all about individualism, despite popular beliefs. I've seen many blogs that tackled political issues, social issues; blogs that were shared by a group of friends. It's about finding a space on the virtual space that belongs to you, yet open to the scrutiny of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the last posting, I've earned my 3 white bars and am now in my Pro-term, 5 more months to commissioning. I was fortunate to be part of Foxtrot for my Service term, where I've experienced much and left with many fond memories. I still miss the narrow corridor and the 2 men bunk. I still miss the rushing from point to point and the relentless shouting across the bunks. Most of all, I miss the people that were once my platoon mates and instructors because without them, the building would have been meaningless to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm in SOL, School Of Logistics. Till this week, I had struggled to find meaning in Logistics as I tried to persuade myself that Logistics is much tougher than the others as a LogO has to think on his feet more often than a Infantry Officer. I was finally convinced after Ex Road Runner, a vehicluar navigation Ex. Travelling might be much faster on wheels but U-turning on foot is still easier. It's really exhilarating to travel on wheels too and it drives away my worries. My ideal vocation is to be a Transport Officer and it's my goal in my time in SOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the Calendar, it going to be August in a few days' time. What was I doing last year this time? I remember going for a personal makeover. Something that was inspired by the friends I've made in the Kuantan Geography trip. It was both on the outside, as well as on the inside, and now, one year later, I still feel the ongoing effect of the makeover. There's still a part of me that haven't come to terms with myself. I still haven't found my space in reality. But I knew that I am a better person than before and this race to find my space is still ongoing, like the age-long battle between time and man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-115414940251853556?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/115414940251853556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/115414940251853556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115414940251853556' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-114264655629793240</id><published>2006-03-18T10:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T10:50:53.426+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: TEO ZI CHENG&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;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;&lt;br /&gt;Reporting Date/Time:&lt;br /&gt;20/03/2006 at 0700 to 0800 hrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-114264655629793240?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114264655629793240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114264655629793240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114264655629793240' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-114235316933326701</id><published>2006-03-15T01:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T01:26:55.103+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's our first section outing. We met at Hereen and ate Marche there. It was a first time for me too, to go Marche. Alvin was late as expected and so we all started without him. The food there is good but most importantly, the concept was great. The buffet-market concept made it relaxing and fun to choose our food. After that, we still had an hour to kill before our movie started, so we went to play LAN and pool. While buying the tickets, we saw Rei En at the Cine Arcade and I felt that we were lucky. The pink she wore doesn't make her look good, but she's already cute, so we still stared at her for a while. It was a bit like star-struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Momma 2 was hilarious. I had a good laugh. After watching the movie, we went on to Far East for Gelare and shopping. Alvin accompanied me to look for a birthday gift and it took us an hour to do that. We left on the train after that. Surpisingly, the train was crowded, even at 2100. It was nice to hang out with my section mates and seeing them in civis was a bit different from the smart 4s and admin that I'm used to seeing them in. Haha. Mmn. Should have taken a picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-114235316933326701?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114235316933326701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114235316933326701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114235316933326701' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-114226118190720280</id><published>2006-03-13T23:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T00:00:57.746+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the second day of the uni open house. It was more colourful and dynamic at NUS and the feeling was good. The courses offered at NUS seem to be less rigourous than those offered at NTU, judging from the depth of the exhibits at both open houses. However, what excited me at NUS, besides the food, was the global-mindedness that they have. The people there were pretty outspoken and there were proffessors and students from all over the world. NUS Enginnering is the faculty in NUS that offers the greatest opportunity for exchange programmes. We finished the tour in about 2 hours and reached Dover at 4 plus. Fabian had to go to Suntec for the IT fair so we went city hall area as I'm meeting Daryl with the intention of buying clothes. Marina Square had a couple of nice shops, but i had trouble finding a shirt or jeans that I like with the suitable price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to meet Alvin and Yan Hao at Bedok Reservoir this morning for a run, but my back was aching like mad. Ouch! Especially the tail bone area. In the end, I had to PS them. I spent the day at home tidying my stuff and the house. It's a great feeling to be in the house as it has been a while since i spent time at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-114226118190720280?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114226118190720280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114226118190720280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114226118190720280' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-114209602688494846</id><published>2006-03-12T01:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:53:47.183+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the Uni open houses. Swam a while before heading down to Outram to meet Yan Hao. Let him wait for me there for quite a while cause I had trouble finding a suitable pair of jeans and T-shirt. All of them r too baggy or loose following the 5 kg loss that I've experienced during my BMT life. For those who're wondering how the hell I got gold in IPPT, well, the 5 kg helped a bit and so did Ninja training. While waiting for the train to arrive, I met Audbrey, the CO treasurer one batch my senior. She looked slimmer and she's now in NUS Social Science and ODAC. It was really nice to see a familiar face and have a nice chat about uni life before going to the open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She alighted at queenstown to change bus while we took to the end of the line. In the end Yan Hao was fined 2 bux for overstaying at the exit and I offered to pay it mainly to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Macs, Jurong Point before Woon Howe finally came. We took the shuttle service to NTU and It was very crowded when we alighted. Spent some time looking at the exhibitions. There was an interesting exhibit that showed how walking can be assisted by a machine to relieve the strain on injured knees. Many NSf like me will be glad, since aching knees are one of the most common problem in the army. Sadly, aerospace has nothing to display as it's a relatively new course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we explored the place and came upon the School of Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering. The reception was good, but the tour was boring. Too much technical stuff inside. While we were enjoying our ice-creams, a Prof came up to us and started chatting with us. He made a few statements that I think it's quite true. Cultivating interest is as important as developing your interest and be positive and creative in your uni life. We left the place at around 5.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xing Qi was there at NTU while Tian Yu and Daryl were at NUS. Woon Howe, Yan Hao and Xing Qi's squad mates left so we toured around the campus before taking the bus and train to meet them at Suntec. It feels good to go out with them. Lifted my spirits a lot. We visited Tian Yu's Ben and Jerry's working place after our dinner and went to city hall station after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-114209602688494846?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114209602688494846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114209602688494846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114209602688494846' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-114198822129520975</id><published>2006-03-10T19:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T09:53:08.213+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to see Ms Su on Wed, one day after my POP. I was still feeling good from the cap throwing so I didn't mind waiting for the late-comers. When we reached her place, she was sitting at a table with food she bought for us already. We talked for quite a while about treatment, our future and stuff before leaving her place. It's good to see that she's still very positive in life. Cancer didn't kill her never-give-up spirit that I have grown to respect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, finally got to put my one-star kayakying knowledge to good use. WEnt with Kwang Xiong and Chun Sheng to east coast in the morning to kayak. There was almost no people at the beach and it was so quiet. We went out to the sea and kayak-ed here and there and rafted up to talk cock. It's a very nice feeling to just slack in the middle of the sea and talk cock. After that, we went back and went Parkway for BK. It's been a while since I've been to parkway but it's still the same, nothing changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to K-box with Ziyi and Kai Wen today. Feels a bit weird actualli but it's k-box. It's so long since I've stepped into a K-box. The one at parkway was empty except for a few of us. Saw some Vj people there and I really can't imagine that I was them four months ago. I don't think I can ever get back to that lifestyle or mentality again. After that we went back Vj to get some photocopied documents stamped. Feels so out of place in Vj, like I've already graduated from there and there's nothing there left for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Wei Lin and Kwang Xiong after that to play Bball. Mid way through playing, there was a fight that occured beside the court. A sec sch guy was on the floor while the people beside him was kicking him. We wanted to stop it, but apparently, there was more to it. After being beaten up with blood on the right side of his head, the guy still followed the people who have just beaten him up. We couldn't figure out why. WEnt home for dinner. Met Kai Wen and Wei Lin at tampines for Pool. So long never play already, my skills are quite rusty. After that we went for snacks and sat at Macs to talk cock. Reached home around 12.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-114198822129520975?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114198822129520975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114198822129520975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114198822129520975' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-114174661014551693</id><published>2006-03-08T00:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:50:10.213+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/IMG_3690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/IMG_3690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP lo!! Throwing the jockey cap at the parade square was so amazing. 9-wks BMT is offically over and all the hard work has paid off. It has been truly a meaningful and memorable journey in Ninja and I've learnt a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-114174661014551693?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114174661014551693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114174661014551693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114174661014551693' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-114031483754493194</id><published>2006-02-19T10:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T09:11:17.236+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We were eating our lunch at the cookhouse when Alvin's friend from Peagasus came up to him and congratulated him on surviving Ninga field camp. Pride really filled my heart when we talked about the 7-day field camp that we endured as recuits in Ninga. Ninga field camp is different, because the commanders are not there to train recruits, they train commanders. The weather was terrible too. Upon reaching the reclaimed land, our first camp site after a 8km route march, it started to rain. It was a sucky feeling. Like getting punished for completing a task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, we set up and tore down Bashas many times just to get the alignment right. I couldn't finish putting my groundsheet and tentpins into both my buddy and my field pack as my buddy fell out. The next thing I know, my field pack items were thrown everywhere on the ground and one tent pin was stuck on the tree. That was the most depressing moment of Day one and I realise the importance of meeting timing and helping my platoon mates to do so. Powder bathing there was a new experience. The amount of powder we use is enough to form a smokescreen around us. We were suppose to snap our underwear to show the commanders that we have enough powder inside it. Kim Mun pulled down this underwear instead, revealing himself. It was damn funny. Sgt Kelvin immediately shouted "Fuck you, Don't show me your cock la!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, Section 3 and 4 skipped the route march to the second camp site as we were the advance party. The second site was the Oil Palm Plantation. If field camp reveals a person's true colours, most of them were seen at this site. We spent 3 nights there The first night was spent in heavy rain and water logged Bashas. I was pretty lucky. The ground that I slept on was higher and i survived the night dry and untouched by the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, people started to dig proper drainages for their Bashas. All the shouting and frustration showed, especially when we had to carry our field packs and run up and down the Basha to attend our PC's bundling lesson. We crawled through mud and hard ground on the 4th day before getting our shower and fresh ration as part of the field routine after a turnout in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Pematang, it was our section's turn to be guards for the camp and we didn't get enough sleep that night as there was another turnout. The guard shift after us didn't do their job to guard the ammo point and the commanders got the chance to get throw tunderclaps and fire blanks in the early morning. Field camp was a good experience for me and my fitness improved a lot after the 7 days. It also made me more confident as I've survived Ninga field camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-114031483754493194?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114031483754493194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/114031483754493194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114031483754493194' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113788522805822090</id><published>2006-01-22T07:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T08:13:48.110+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning 0545&lt;br /&gt;The sun not in the sky&lt;br /&gt;We do our 5BX&lt;br /&gt;Push-ups, Burpies, Jumping Jacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast 0630&lt;br /&gt;Sour Kway Teow and dry rice&lt;br /&gt;We eat them nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;for the training later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reporting Sick 0730&lt;br /&gt;Sore throats, fevers, severe flu&lt;br /&gt;Get an Att B and stay in Tekong&lt;br /&gt;Get an Att C and you will be gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long do you think a day can be?&lt;br /&gt;It's just 0530 to 1030&lt;br /&gt;17 hours, 1020 min, 61200 secs.&lt;br /&gt;How long more do you think you can carry on?&lt;br /&gt;Soliders march on&lt;br /&gt;Songs fill the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing Arms 0800&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;M16 is not a movie category&lt;br /&gt;It's a rifle that we carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning 1000&lt;br /&gt;The start of the day&lt;br /&gt;Anything goes&lt;br /&gt;Drills, lectures, area cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch 1200&lt;br /&gt;Time to fill our empty stomachs&lt;br /&gt;25min is a luxury&lt;br /&gt;15min is the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PT 1300&lt;br /&gt;Increasing our fitness level&lt;br /&gt;Wipe off your sweat solider&lt;br /&gt;We still have a few more exercises to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OC oversees PT&lt;br /&gt;Commando like training for Ninga recruits&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline rush is the feeling you get&lt;br /&gt;When you train for 2 whole days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey solider&lt;br /&gt;The world is cruel, man are selfish&lt;br /&gt;don't ever prove that it is true&lt;br /&gt;don't piss me off, understand not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long do you think a day can be?&lt;br /&gt;It's just 0530 to 1030&lt;br /&gt;17 hours, 1020mins, 61200 secs.&lt;br /&gt;How long more do you think you can carry on?&lt;br /&gt;Soliders march on&lt;br /&gt;Songs fill the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner 1830&lt;br /&gt;Send Arms 1930&lt;br /&gt;Lecture 2030&lt;br /&gt;Admin time 2130&lt;br /&gt;Lights off 2230&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long more do you think you can carry on?&lt;br /&gt;Soliders march on&lt;br /&gt;Songs fill the air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-113788522805822090?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113788522805822090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113788522805822090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113788522805822090' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113380090428736730</id><published>2005-12-06T01:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T01:45:11.243+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fabian's voucher was finally used today at the KTV Party World. It's really like a KTV and not as innocent looking as a K-box outlet. The waiters with bowties were standing at the reception to serve us and the design is a little more glamorous than K-box. Haha..their tibits are worse than K-box's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/DSC_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Stan Daryl Fabian &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/DSC_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/DSC_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fabian after a JJ's song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/DSC_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daryl still going strong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It cost around $10 per person despite the voucher and today being a weekday. Pretty Ex..haha. I sang with a blocked nose most of the time cause I'm still flu-striken. Thanks for all your well wishes, especially TC. Take care on your Taiwan trip.&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/6396438-113380090428736730?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113380090428736730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113380090428736730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113380090428736730' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113374747810579249</id><published>2005-12-05T10:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T01:46:15.910+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/P1010003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/P1010003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha Seeing double with Tian Yu and Tian Ying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/P1010032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/P1010032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kai wen CS Dicky Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/DSC03895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/DSC03895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Xing Qi and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/VJC%20Prom%20Night%20111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/VJC%20Prom%20Night%20111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My class. I'm standing 3rd from the left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/P1010031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/P1010031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taekwondo guys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/P1010021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/P1010021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aud Me Karen and Daryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm really too lazy to recount the period from Prelims till Prom, but I knew I had some real fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-113374747810579249?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113374747810579249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113374747810579249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113374747810579249' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113274099153636359</id><published>2005-11-23T19:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:16:31.546+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A levels officially over!! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-113274099153636359?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113274099153636359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113274099153636359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113274099153636359' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113266466588198035</id><published>2005-11-22T21:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:17:57.253+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/06413_115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/06413_115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's as if we started on this journey yesterday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/06317_28.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and now we're already near the end. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nostalgia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Are you feelin what I'm feeling?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A few hours to my last paper, 44 more days to NS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-113266466588198035?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113266466588198035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113266466588198035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113266466588198035' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113248855891443209</id><published>2005-11-20T20:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T21:12:35.983+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was spent at the beach with Tianyu and Ming Li. Although we went in the afternoon, it was actually cooling due to the cloudy sky. It's great to be able to get some fresh air and some time away from my readings. From East Coast Macs, we cycled to Bedok Jetty and later to Tanah Merah Country Club before making a U-turn back to Macs. On the way back, there was a troupe performing outside the hawker centre. I saw them at Bugis before and one of them was juggling a ceramic flower pot then. This time, it was cooking utensils that they played around with. East Coast was really very crowded and we had to navigate our way slowly around cyclists most of the time. Ming Li left shortly after we went Macs as it was about to rain and we left after having something to eat at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to the last paper~&lt;br /&gt;46 Days to NS~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-113248855891443209?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113248855891443209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113248855891443209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113248855891443209' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113239231054459876</id><published>2005-11-19T18:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T18:25:10.543+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/farewell%20assembly%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/farewell%20assembly%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04S41&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-113239231054459876?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113239231054459876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113239231054459876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113239231054459876' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113239128566564180</id><published>2005-11-19T17:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T18:29:19.903+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going out with the class yesterday after Chem paper 1 was a bitter sweet affair. It was our last time going out as a class in school U but it was also a chance for us to celebrate the end of A level. It started raining as soon as we got off 36. Dinner was a usual affair at Cine, Cartel. Joyce came to Cine too, with her St Nicks friends, and her arm has healed. I was actually suppose to sign on her bandage before she remove them.Too bad i didn't get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went Far East after dinner. Sam and Sean bought hairbands for their long hairs and we had some fun taking photos in front of a poster of David Beckham flanked by Beyonce and Jlo there. Shareena, Tian Yu and I were in the "Hail Hitler" pose when a lady pushed some trash in front of us, and muttered something in Malay. I think I'll never get the chance to do such a crazy thing ever again in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite conciously telling myself to wake up after 12 today, I woke up at 8 as I've been so used to it. Clearing my room felt very good. Throwing out those books and notes was really satisfying and I realised that I've actually studied a lot in these few years. There's still the last paper, Geography S for me on Wednesday. My tag-board should be up by the end of this week. Training for NS will start today for me. There's just 47 days left to NS and hairlessness, and surprisingly, I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. If u sms me and I ask u who you are, it's because I lost my old handphone and all the contacts in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-113239128566564180?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113239128566564180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113239128566564180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113239128566564180' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-113228718685718599</id><published>2005-11-18T13:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T13:13:06.866+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="NoUnder" onmouseover="window.status=' '; return true" onmouseout="window.status=' '; return true" href="http://www.lyricsondemand.com/g/greendaylyrics/index.html"&gt;Green Day Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="NoUnderPlain" onmouseover="window.status=' '; return true" onmouseout="window.status=' '; return true" href="http://www.lyricsondemand.com/g/greendaylyrics/brainstewlyrics.html"&gt;Brain Stew Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having trouble trying to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting sheep&lt;br /&gt; but running out&lt;br /&gt;As time ticks by&lt;br /&gt;And still I try&lt;br /&gt;No rest for crosstops in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own... here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed&lt;br /&gt;Dried up and bulging out my skull&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is dry&lt;br /&gt;My face is numbfucked up and spun out in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own... here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is set on overdrive&lt;br /&gt;The clock is laughing in my face&lt;br /&gt;A crooked spine&lt;br /&gt;My sense's dulled&lt;br /&gt;Passed the point of delerium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own... here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed&lt;br /&gt;Dried up and bulging out my skull&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is dry&lt;br /&gt;My face is numbfucked up and spun out in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own... here we go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-113228718685718599?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113228718685718599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/113228718685718599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113228718685718599' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112921630574667346</id><published>2005-10-14T00:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:11:45.750+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112921630574667346?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112921630574667346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112921630574667346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112921630574667346' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112807594773305764</id><published>2005-09-30T18:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T19:25:47.740+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;29/9           &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2225&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ah Hock at Changi Airport station and three of us camped at BK. Yifei and Kenneth came later. We started chiong-ing papers and TYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30/9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;0100&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the first five questions of 2004 Maths Paper 2. Break. BK's student's meal was still available in the unearthly hour of one past midnight. The order took quite a while to arrive as there was only 2 staff on duty. After finishing our meals, we played rounds of Ass-hole "Big 2" till 3+. Most of the viewing gallery was underconstruction when we reached there. No chairs. Only lights, a clean floor and a security camera. In the end we ended up at Macs. Kwang Xiong slept immediately. When I came back from toilet, he was already asleep on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;0400 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Memory, Bridge and "Big 2". Unconscious for 2 hours or so till 6 in the morning.  Ah Hock seemed to be chiong-ing Maths paper. After a slice of Kx's rasin bread, we trudged to the second level foodcourt to meet Ziyang. Chatted a while. Handed him the present. Wished him all the best. Left at 7. Changed to uniform. Laughed about wad Kwang Xiong did to Ziyang once during sparing. Went to 36 bus bay. Ah Hock ran back to the toilet where we changed to get his wallet. Reached the school only at 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;0800&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth left for PT. The four of us wanted to go canteen for our breakfast before we saw Tan and Seat seating there. Detoured to PT. Lessons carried on a usual. After school, Dicky, CS, Xing Qi, Kai wen and I went to Eastlink foodcourt near Tampines bus-interchange. Walked around for a while more before heading home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112807594773305764?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112807594773305764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112807594773305764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112807594773305764' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112798691762029118</id><published>2005-09-29T18:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T18:44:53.130+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 18th birthday Karen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's D-day today. We got back papers for 4 subjects, except Geog. By next wednesday, we should know all the results. It was weird to be back into the timetable way of life, where time is quantised into 35 minutes packages and learning is governed by lectures and tutorials. It's a return to a disciplined lifestyle after days of fun. I miss the Chinese food. The library. The teachers. The LTs. Chem was expectably bad. Maths was encouraging. Physics was the same as mid-years. Most of them scored well. Those who played badminton had aching butts today. Class Photo orders were taken. We changed 3 classrooms just for Chemistry. We had Pearls briefing and we're given till 5th October to get things right. Ms Su took 2 weeks MC again. Mr Kwek changed his style of his shirt. The tree houses are open. The school's empty without the J1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird~ I think I actually like being back in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112798691762029118?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112798691762029118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112798691762029118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112798691762029118' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112792048543948452</id><published>2005-09-29T00:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T00:23:22.873+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new Jackie-Chan movie, Myth, feels more like a dream than reality to me. The interchanging timespace makes it more so, blurring the boundary between past and present, dream and reality. It's a nice movie but lacks that punch. 8 of us played at Tampines Sports Hall's badminton court this morning. It has been a long time since I've played and it felt really good to be able to move around the court again. The last pairing with Bernice was the most exciting one as we saved and got a few difficult points. Ber and Shareena left after that and Wai Keung met us at TM's arcade after we had our lunch. We played at the arcade before the movie started. Screaming and shouting here and there till one staff was glaring at us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more hours to results~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112792048543948452?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112792048543948452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112792048543948452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112792048543948452' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112781199410447203</id><published>2005-09-27T18:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:13:51.520+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was listening to 93.3 when the DJ played such a news. The new Ipod nano has been reported to have exploding screens, leaving you with no display, according to several complaints from customers. It's about 400 bux or so now and available in Singapore. Apple's Ipod nano is the answer to Zen-micro and it was the ideal mp3 in my mind before coming across this news but it's a little disappointing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112781199410447203?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112781199410447203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112781199410447203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112781199410447203' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112781159733874936</id><published>2005-09-27T17:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:00:41.853+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/boy.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kin Kuga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;What's" your Japanese Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112781159733874936?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112781159733874936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112781159733874936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112781159733874936' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112781144273622895</id><published>2005-09-27T17:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:57:22.736+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your mind is a firestorm - full of intensity and drama.Your thoughts may seem scattered to you most of the time...But they often seem strong and passionate to those around you.You are a natural influencer. The thoughts you share are very powerful and persuading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112781144273622895?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112781144273622895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112781144273622895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112781144273622895' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112781102915499583</id><published>2005-09-27T17:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:52:27.760+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E1E1E1;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/white.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are pure, moral, and adaptable.You tend to blend into your surroundings.Shy on the outside, you're outspoken to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You believe that you live a virtuous life...And you tend to judge others with a harsh eye.As a result, people tend to crave your approval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;The'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112781102915499583?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112781102915499583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112781102915499583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112781102915499583' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112775026045835211</id><published>2005-09-27T00:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T01:20:09.293+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday was a sunny day at Sentosa. I came from Queensway to Harbour front for Karen's Birthday party at 3. Coincidentally, Wei Wei, Hui Hui and her classmates were there too, so we went together. At Siloso beach, the 5 of us Kayak-ed out into the lagoon. As we paddled into rougher waters, the kayak that Wei Wei and I was on capsized. We dragged the kayak onshore and attempted to travel out into calmer waters but it capsized halfway while we were paddling away from the waves. My specs fell off and got lost in the one-paddle deep water. Later, Hui hui swoped her solo kayak with me and paddled with Wei Wei, but they capsized too. Seems like the kayak have some problems. The guy who was in-charge had difficulty dragging it up the beach when we were returning the kayak. It was too heavy and I had to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After changing into dry clothes, I joined the rest to play Indian Poker with forfeit. I kena-ed one and had to roll on the beach with wet clothes. We continued playing a few card games before eating dinner. Karen ordered a lot of food. Daryl, Sean, Max and Kenneth went to play pool. The rest of us were playing truth-or-dare when it started to rain. The people outside had to shift in for shelther. It was a frantic rush to relocate belongings inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen cut her cake shortly after Cheryl, Jiaxin and Isabelle came. We played a few rounds of bridge and cleared up the place before leaving Sunset Bay. Cheryl they'll stayed on. Coincidentally, we met Jiaxin and Isabelle at the station later. I took the EW line with Jiaxin and reached home really tired. I really enjoyed myself. Thanks Karen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Daryl's house. I slept till 1045 when I was suppose to meet them at 1030 at Ang Mo Kio. In the end, I got there at 1230. The K-box bunch plus Bobby, Baowei, Ber, Shar, Yean Ching, Edmond and Ming Li came. We watched a hilarious Hong Kong movie about Mahjong and some of us went down to the basement to play the real tiles after lunch. Tian Yu and Ming Li were playing "Tong Hua" and I got the chance to sing it with their piano accompaniment. It was mostly side reading but they were able to finish the entire song. Later, Kueng and I stayed at the pool and jacuzzi to swim and relax, before leavin with the rest at 6+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to results~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112775026045835211?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112775026045835211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112775026045835211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112775026045835211' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112756499872023149</id><published>2005-09-24T21:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:29:58.750+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K-box at Cine was the first time I sang in such a big room. For 8 people, it was enough for everyone to stretch and relax while looking at the lyrics on the big screen and sing. Xing Qi's mum called her and she had to leave shortly after we began singing. Everyone was singing normally at first but shortly after Justin and I sang Shin's "One Night in Beijing", the atmosphere became high enough for some tibit throwing and other wild actions. We sang while standing on the sofa and even jumped around on the sofa.Haha...Just like a bunch of idiots. At the end, when the bill came, it was 20 bux!! Bobby, who sang at Marina, paid only 13+ for a session of K-box. So Ex, So crazy, So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to results~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112756499872023149?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112756499872023149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112756499872023149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112756499872023149' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112753044293350215</id><published>2005-09-24T11:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T11:57:18.416+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my first day with contacts. It was pretty comfortable at first. At the end of the day, I was dizzy. While walking in Isetan, we were not allowed to go to the last floor of Wisma's Isetan as a water pipe had burst. However, the water seems more like sewage water as it had a stench and yellow colour to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crowd has gathered around the basement restaurant with the broken pipe. Many were busy taking pictures of the mini flood and laughing at the bizzare scene. The security guard had to warn and order people not to film or take photos as the managment cut off the building's water supply. The sight of the yellow water cascading down the steps was enough to deter my desire for Lipton Tea or any yellow drinks for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to results~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112753044293350215?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112753044293350215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112753044293350215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112753044293350215' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112740354118355509</id><published>2005-09-23T00:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T00:49:04.923+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew~ It's finally over!! Geography S was the last paper and the 3 hour paper was really quite an ordeal for me. The journey home was an unusually relaxing one and I realise just how stressed out I'm over the prelims. Jiayan was free for lunch so we met at POSB Paya Lebar there to eat. It just rained the whole time we were eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my last paper, about 8 of us from the class went to watch the local film by Eric Khoo- "Be With Me" yesterday. There was little guilt actually. The film was a draggy 2 hours- featuring 4 stories. Words from a typewriter and subtitles appeared to have spoken more than the characters did. It was actually a nice film but sadly there wasn't as much drama or climax throughout the movie. Mmn...I think the popcorn and coke had more flavour than it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112740354118355509?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112740354118355509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112740354118355509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112740354118355509' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112722375017828653</id><published>2005-09-20T22:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:54:17.880+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My relationship with Geog S is in danger of developing into a love-hate one. The in-depth discussion and exploration of more areas in Geography do entice me to want to learn more and develop my critical thinking and lingustic ability to express my points better. A fitting analogy would be a game of sports, where you enjoy being challenged but at the same time, sweating your guts out in the ring. Well, to bring it further, the opponent is Geog S and I'm the boxer, constantly trying to improve my game to knock it out. Tiring and Sweaty, it becomes a love-hate relationship. The hate comes from the additional day of exam that I'll have then the rest of my classmates and friends. I think I'll get over it by the end of this week though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to think of all the teachers who've taught me Geography and I realise that having Ms Lian as a teacher was actually a wonderful thing. The things that she taught me was what I won't have otherwise thought of or learn in life. The field trips, her view on Geography and life does inspire me but it's her drive that impresses me the most. Teachers would be the boxer coaches and the heros behind the scene. I wouldn't have made it without my friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arh~ I think i have more motivation to study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112722375017828653?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112722375017828653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112722375017828653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112722375017828653' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112720156536817785</id><published>2005-09-20T16:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T16:34:41.623+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, the prelims is down to two subjects....wad a tiring two week ordeal this was. The first thing i'm looking forward to will be to be able to sleep without worrying if i'll be late or how welll I'll do in the paper. After today's killer human geog paper, 4 41 geogers went Hans to eat lunch. I was just feeling numb, not happy or sad, just tired and sick of the life we're having, or rather missing the one that we're not having. The people at Hans are just a bunch of "Bloopers", missing one of our orders. The only good thing was their set lunch- Chicken chop. Crisp and delicious. We spent some time browsing Popular and looking at CDs and crapped around before heading home on 76 with Xing Qi and Daryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn unlucky for me later. I missed the stop at Paya Lebar Mrt station and had to cross a bridge to take another bus back. Then, I tried to buy a can of Ice Lemon Tea from a vending machine but the machine didn't respond after I feeded it coins. There was a sign called "Press and Hold". I did, and Nothing happened. I pressed the coin return and the result was the same. Just as I was about to murder the machine, I saw a sign called "Please do not shake the machine or treat it violently as the machine could topple and kill", illustrated clearly with a stick man shaking the machine. Crap. The machine was indeed heavy enough to flatten me. *Argh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a small matter actually got to me. Whew~. I'm just tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112720156536817785?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112720156536817785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112720156536817785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112720156536817785' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112669613749859784</id><published>2005-09-14T20:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:13:06.336+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Moneytree Authority of Singapore (MAS) launched a brand new Singapore Dollar bill, which has been named the “Peanut Series”. Each peanut series bill is legal tender equivalent to 600,000 Singapore Dollars, henceforth known as 1 Peanut.The CEO’s across the Republic have been quick to applaud the launch of the 1 Peanut bill. In an interview with a Mr. Durai, a CEO of a philanthropic organisation, who wished to remain anonymous, he said, “Now I don’t have to carry suitcases of money home. Prior to the issuing of the Peanut, I had to carry a whole suitcase of small change home every month.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/1peanut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/1peanut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moneytree Authority of Singapore (MAS) launched a brand new Singapore Dollar bill, which has been named the “Peanut Series”. Each peanut series bill is legal tender equivalent to 600,000 Singapore Dollars, henceforth known as 1 Peanut.The CEO’s across the Republic have been quick to applaud the launch of the 1 Peanut bill. In an interview with a Mr. Durai, a CEO of a philanthropic organisation, who wished to remain anonymous, he said, “Now I don’t have to carry suitcases of money home. Prior to the issuing of the Peanut, I had to carry a whole suitcase of small change home every month. This is because the people who paid me tend to do so in small amounts, like $5 dollars each time, and it can be very irritating. Now I am just paid 1 Peanut with a single bill, slip it quickly into my wallet and off I go. It’s very convenient!”The reaction by the general public was however cool. Most said that it is unlikely that they will ever use a 1 Peanut bill. With an average national income of S$3000 (0.005 Peanut), the average Singaporean will need about 2 lifetimes to save a Peanut. Said a Mr. Tan, who is a plumber, “The other day, I installed a golden tap in some CEO’s bathroom and he paid me using 1 Peanut for the $1000 golden tap. I tell him where got enough change?Watch out for the newest security features on the 1 Peanut note, including a new watermark which replaces the traditional lion head. The new watermark can only be seen under an intense bright light and close scrutiny because of its extreme lack of transparency.According to a MAS spokesman, the added security features are extremely important given that 1 Peanut can probably buy three 4-room HDB flats, or 10 Nissan Sunnies, the average Singaporean will be very tempted to lay their hands on a Peanut.”Editor’s note: The above story was submitted to us by a whole bunch of people claiming that the original author wants us to have it, but wishes to remain anonymous. We have no way of knowing if this is true, so if you’re the real author and you didn’t know it came to us: sorry, hor! Let us know and we’ll take it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From talkingcock.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Dedicated to all my friends out there who's working hard for their Exams, All the best!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112669613749859784?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112669613749859784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112669613749859784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112669613749859784' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112660794547763606</id><published>2005-09-13T19:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T19:39:05.483+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arh...my finger hurts from the hours of writing today. There was Chemistry Essay and Physical Geog paper, the killer combi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112660794547763606?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112660794547763606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112660794547763606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112660794547763606' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112622944009472057</id><published>2005-09-09T10:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:47:48.996+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/agassi238592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/agassi238592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Andre Agassi 16 years ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/a_andre_1951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/a_andre_1951.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andre Agassi after his quaterfinal win over James Blake at US open 05 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/CAI7W1U7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary Peirce 1994&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Old players are rocking the Us open 05'. I'm having a newfound respect for them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112622944009472057?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112622944009472057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112622944009472057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112622944009472057' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112609463856654378</id><published>2005-09-07T20:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:03:58.570+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was Maths revision day. Kwang Xiong came right on the dot at 10 and we waited for Chung Sheng to find his way to Geylang East Library, this being his first time here. We did our revision there till lunch before heading to the nearest Macs after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a few things to note when going Macs. 1.) Never sit near the toilet-No matter how clean it maybe 2.)Bring ear plugs- especially if you're already irritated by the "Ba-la-ba-ba-ba..I'm lovin it" jingle on TV. The tedious questions and the repetitive sound from the stereo TV tested our patience many times during our 3 hour there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chung Sheng den left while Peng Yan joined us for dinner. We walked all the way to Circuit road and talked cock as we ate our Nasi Lemak there. Kwang Xiong and us seperated from there and left home. Today was another day of effective learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to prelims~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112609463856654378?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112609463856654378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112609463856654378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112609463856654378' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112601637940315652</id><published>2005-09-06T22:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:19:39.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6.30a.m. An unusually early time for me to wake up this Holiday tuesday. Rather than the full exam with optional topic, today's geography prelim exam was a down-sized version with half the questions, lasting a total of 1h20min. Some geogers didn't make it in the end, despite having signed up for it voluntarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJ's T1 classrooms were transformed into camping sites for serious muggers who stayed in the school to study. Lunch and dinner were thus, still provided in the campus. Currently, preparation for the 15th October's Open House is already underway, with 2 treehouses being built on two seperate trees, inbetween and overlooking the porch and track ,and a banner with the theme "Catch the breeze" being painted. J2s are now busy preparing for our Prelims and "A"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl, Tian Yu, Tian Ying and I spent our day at T32 mugging for the prelims. We were chased out at 5+ by the staff. After that, we took a bus to Parkway to jalan jalan before heading home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to prelims~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112601637940315652?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112601637940315652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112601637940315652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112601637940315652' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112558767656169681</id><published>2005-09-01T23:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:49:27.613+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KeLvIn Is ThE wInNeR oF tHe MuCh CoVeTeD "Project Superstar 2005".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began with the starting song, which was a breath taking "SHe's superstar" by the Kelly-Kelvin led 24 Contestants. Quan Yi Feng and Jeff Wang introduced Kelly as "Ka-Lee Pan Jia Li" and Kelvin as "Kel-bin Chen Wei Lain" after that. Kelly held onto the attention of the 8000 fans Indoor Stadium with the first line of the song and easily built on it for her 3-2 win in the first round. Though having a superstar standard performance, the best series I've seen so far, the song choice was a retro-style controversial one. In addition, Kelly looked like a girl who had had a cat fight at the backstage rather than looking like a superstar. Kelvin was impressive with a 4-1 win later on in the Accapella round with his heart wrenching voice and the haunting tune of the music. Maybe I'm fickle, but after that, my heart went all out to Kelly as her duet with JJ and final rendition of CoCo Lee's "Rang Ai Gu Ding Xia Lai" formed repurcussive ripples that created waves in the sea inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Superstar has been pretty memorable show for me. Xin Hui's toughening up when faced with threats, Kelly's revival from a pitfall, Jun Yang's shock exit and Kelvin's rendition of "Zhou Chu Hei An De Shi Jie Ba Peng You" has touched and inspired me in various ways. Who can forget the rap queen Channel and Derrick's rendition of many "Fan Yi Chen's" songs. I think that ultimately, they proved that youth is the fuel for our drive and we should dream when we're young and passionate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112558767656169681?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112558767656169681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112558767656169681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112558767656169681' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112550455504165039</id><published>2005-09-01T00:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T10:33:23.066+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/Picture%200122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/Picture%200122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/Picture%200112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/Picture%200112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/Picture%200102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/Picture%200102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/Picture%200131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/Picture%200131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/1600/Picture%200062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4572/204/320/Picture%200062.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;It's Kai and Stan's belated birthday celebration today. wE jUsT hAd DiNnEr aT SweNsEns NeAr HeErEn. GuIlt Of NoT mUgGiNg WaS eAsY tO pUt AsIdE wItH kAi'S LaMeNeSs &amp; ChATs WiTh StAn, ViNc &amp;amp; FaB. DaRyL cAmE lAtEr AnD wE DeVoUrEd A tOpLeSs FiVe in MiNuTeS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-BoX wAs An Ex 16 BuX pEr PeRsOn So We WeNt FoR aN hOuR oF PoOl. GuIlTy GuIlTy DaY. MuGgIn MoRe Tml To MaKe Up FoR iT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112550455504165039?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112550455504165039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112550455504165039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112550455504165039' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112530557433986006</id><published>2005-08-29T17:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T17:52:54.403+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's GP was a total shocker. For the first time, there wasn't any Sports or Media question in Paper 1. Crazy manz. I was really planning to do a Media question. If anything made me felt better, it was that at least I wasn't alone in the class. We were at assembly when Justin said he read up mostly on Media stuff as well. After the shock, somehow I still managed to calm myself down and do a question on formal education. Not too bad. The comprehension was much better. It's do-able and I felt rather confident about it. Overall, I did manage to pull through. I hope Justin did too. Thanks for all the well wishes =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112530557433986006?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112530557433986006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112530557433986006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112530557433986006' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112519757739594615</id><published>2005-08-28T11:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T11:53:59.540+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was searching my com when I recovered an entry made right after my block-tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th of July 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;""The block test's finally over!! We suffered in the freezing LTs, writing for an average of 3 hours per paper. My last paper was geography and 41 geog people worked together again to tutor each other, especially Daryl. After the paper, despite the persistent pain in our right arm and wrist, our mood were high. We were the last group of people in the class still with exams as the rest all left after Chemistry. Three of us den went to Marina Square and Esplanade for a heartfelt dinner in appreciation of all our hard work during the holidays. We chatted and chatted and eventually, I was late for the St Nick's "Jubilante" concert at SCH. However, I still manage to catch a glimpse of their dance and choir. I was most impressed by the dance where almost all of the girls can perform an overhead lift of their leg above their head with such grace and ease. Too bad I missed Shi Hui's CO performance which was in the first part of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we geog people went to K-box at Cine and met some ODAC people as well . It was an intially awkawrd situation when some of us were singing and the others were just listening until Xing Qi warmed up the room with a camp-fire song "Thousand Legged Worm". Quite dumb song but it set the right mood for us. Yuan Lun came afterwards and we sang on and on till 3. The staff simply forgot that our slot ends at 2. We had lunch and desserts were at Haggen Daz. The group of geog people shared "7 Heaven", the equivalent of Swensens' Earthquake. We had more fun playing with the dry ice than eating the ice-cream, cause it's just bubbling and smoky everytime we pour water on it. It took us around 10 minutes to finish the dry-ice when it finally disappeared. After that, Neoprints at Far East Plaza. Tian Yu's idea. I was really against it initially but when we started taking them and debeautifying the photos, it became a fun experience that well, I might want to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on in the day, I joined Vincent, Clement, Alex and Anthony for the CHMA. It was a first class lighting and stage presentation for a school concert. There were extensive lightings used and there was an automatic dry-ice dispenser that created a cool misty environment. However, the air-con was down in the first part of the show. Complains were everywhere in the hall and Alex Shieh can't use his sweater as intended. The show got better when the air-con came back up. When "Ronin" performed on stage, the atmosphere in the hall became red hot!! It was even higher when Mark Tan, the emcee gave out two Ipod shufflers by lucky draw and an I-pod mini by a note found under one of the chairs. It's a nice show, except for the classical music part. That coming from a guy from a musical group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we hanged out at the Coffee Bean. Somehow, we got a free Mocha because of a mistake of the staff. It was quite fun reminiscing the past and it got me a little nostalgic. In the end, I missed the last train to Marina Bay and had to call my dad to pick me up at Toa Payoh.""&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112519757739594615?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112519757739594615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112519757739594615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112519757739594615' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112514158828513993</id><published>2005-08-27T20:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T20:28:43.846+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you can't get enough of Russell Peters' tickling racist joke about Indians like me, here's something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that Adam and Eve could not have been Chinese? Because if Satan took the form of a snake and tempted them to eat the forbidden fruit, Eve would have said, "Quick, Adam! Catch the snake also! Snake also can eat, mah!" Why is it that Adam and Eve could not have been Malay? Because if Satan took the form of a snake and tempted them to eat the forbidden fruit, both Adam and Eve would have said to him, "Rela lah! Tomorrow also can eat!" Why is that Adam and Eve could not have been Indian? Because they would have conned the snake into eating the apple. Starting Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of Russell Peters' stand-up comedy shows&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dimension.net.nz/dump/russellpeters-08-italians.wmv http://www.dimension.net.nz/dump/Russell Peters - brown_guy.wmv http://www.dimension.net.nz/dump/Russell peters - JAMAICANS.wmv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112514158828513993?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112514158828513993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112514158828513993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112514158828513993' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-112494031762034217</id><published>2005-08-25T12:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T12:54:33.190+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nice gothic skin I've found here. The song's great and I like it. This September is going to be an important one for me as it's my prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost 2 months since I've last blogged. I guess the prelim rush has gotten into me too. This week has been moving pretty fast and we're already at Thursday. On monday, Daryl and I went to Suntec after school to shop for Tian Yu's B-day gift to no avail and we ended up shoping for ourselves. The reason being we haven't decided on a daring, cheeky, racy gift or just a meek, neutral one cause the rest of 41 geog-ers will be sharing the gift too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wai Keung has came up with the idea of a class tee and he has already had the design. It's the first time a class tee has been done for the class I'm in. The only thing left is the colour scheme and positioning. I'm looking forward to a cool class tee by the end of our 2 years as 04S41.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-112494031762034217?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112494031762034217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/112494031762034217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112494031762034217' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111944017759748492</id><published>2005-06-22T20:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:36:17.603+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Why do we fall?&lt;br /&gt;We fall to learn how to pick ourselves up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring. That's batman.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that he's a hero but yet so human makes him a true hero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111944017759748492?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111944017759748492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111944017759748492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111944017759748492' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111932027410562275</id><published>2005-06-21T10:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T11:17:54.110+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Batman Begins is impressive....haha....totally cool. It's a little slow at the start but slowly, it gained pace and the story becoming engaging. There's a few moments of witty humor too. Christian Bale does make a good batman but the chemistry between him and Katie Homles seem to be lacking..haha....that part could've been better. We watched it at PS. Got mi Vinc Shawn Fab. After the show, we went Hereen and slacked off at Mos Burger. Probably the last time we're going out till school reopen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, Tian yu, Daryl and I watched Mr and Mrs Smith @ cine...haha...really violent...WWF style. Angelina Jolin is like the western and more class version of "My Sassy Girl" and Brad Pitt was the cool and calm executioner. They make a good couple. The whole movie was about the two assasins lying to each other about their occupation and for five or six years, both of them lead a double life. They started to get to know about the lies and decpetions and  they began to kill each other. That's the nicest part of the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111932027410562275?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111932027410562275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111932027410562275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111932027410562275' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111893979153754113</id><published>2005-06-17T01:03:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T01:36:31.543+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The CMPB experience was within my expectation, not too over. I was expecting to see people with Tattoos and Hokkien vulgarities to be hurled out during conversations but the only vulgarities I heard was from the staff there It started at 730 when I met a VJCO friend at Aljunied to go there together and met Daryl later at the centre. The whole process was quite smooth until the blood tests. Because I was born after September 1987, they had to take half a tube of blood to determine my blood type. There was a HCI guy beside me who blacked out 5 seconds after blood was taken. He started snoring all of a sudden. Fortunately, he was alright. He claims to have a phobia of needles. Made me pretty apprehensive about the whole withdrawing blood process but It turned out to be just a little more painful than an ant bite....haha. After the whole thing, I got a PES B. Because of my BMI Index. Damn it. Wasted. Went Queensway Plaza. The shoes there are cheap, just as rumored. Studied a while a Macs with Daryl then left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was spent mugging at Tian Yu's place. Nice house cause it's big and homely. I couldn't keep my eyes off the statues, pictures and paintings that was on display. Saw some photo albums as well. Wasn't really in the mood for study the entire afternoon there. Alex, Daryl and I then went over toVinc's place for the 26 gathering. We wanted to watch mid-night movie after that with Junkai they'll only have it at Orchard Cine. In the end, we gave up the idea and took seperate buses home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stayed at home today. Tidying up my room. I tried to run also. Haven't ran for a long time or something. The whole time I was on the verge of collapse. After that, I went Yew Tee for Rehearsal. There's going to be a free CO concert at Yew Tee on Saturday. It's fun to play in an orchestra again since Infusia in March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111893979153754113?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111893979153754113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111893979153754113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111893979153754113' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111867122111042974</id><published>2005-06-13T22:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T23:00:21.156+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the Chalet, I had to rush to the extra Geog lesson by Ms Lian. It was inspiring when Ms Lian showed us the video "Everyday Creativity" by a National Geography photographer who showed us how the use of perspective and patience will bring out the extraordinary from the ordinary. Vision without techinque is blind. It was a good time for reflection on our life, I guess. Some of the remaining 41 geog people then ate and shopped around before revising our Geography till the evening. More of them came the next day to Daryl's house. Pretty comfortable to study and slack also...haha...can understand why Daryl always don't study at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under No Roof was the next day. It was basically a breakdown to four stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-The Newspaper collection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2-The Bread and Bananas Lunch &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3-The Squatting in the Sun blindfolded for half and hour station &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4-Building a house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As easy as it sounds, we spent a whole day completing them. The newspaper collection was a bad start to the day as we combed our designated floors and even the CC nearby only to have no newspaper, not even one. Then a kind group gave us some newspaper to let us have 18cm of papers to get by. The lunch was terrible and the squatting almost made us give up. The most fun part was the house!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event, we ate and drank till our hearts content at Bugis. First S41 outing this holidays. Enjoyed it =p.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111867122111042974?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111867122111042974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111867122111042974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111867122111042974' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111866910752197714</id><published>2005-06-13T21:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T00:43:20.266+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CO Chalet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we had stock taking and the CO room was bussling with activities. It was a fast with 20+ people doing the job together. Never knew the CO room can be so spacious. After that, we split into 3 groups and went ahead to prepare for the chalet and handover. Some Exco and I went parkway to buy our handover gifts. Since it's the Great Singapore Sale, buying gifts wasn't that tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally reached the chalet (after taking a wrong bus 403), we finally reached Aranda Country Club. The juniors were already playing Mahjong and cards in the chalet house, something that we mostly did when we were there. We had just enough people to open another table with the Mahjong set we brought along. Dinner was at KFC. Most of the people were stuck onto the channel 8 and channel U TV serial after that. When it passed midnight, Hong Yi's Jun On 2 was screened on TV in place of the serials. It was pretty slow paced and not that horrifying so I went to sleep after the beginning under the effect of the Synes medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 3 later, I played Murderer with the remaining few who were awake. They soon became tired and I went with Peng Yan and Daniel to have breakfast first. Kesmond was outside on the balcony when we returned and some of us, including me just slept there because the chalet house was too cold. After waking up, it was more Mahjong and cards. We played some soccer before the BBQ and I managed to score in a goal!! A deflection actually but our side lost terribly by 1-4.&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ was pretty good cause we had a few skilled Barbequers and it was back to TV again after that. Watching "Superstar" together on Channel U was shiok. So many people to laugh with you. Some really CMI went and gave daring performances and they were the most hilarious ones. Immediately after that, we handedover. Finally!! haha....felt a little sad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Chun Meng, Kesmond and I took various stun photos. Yeah..Suona guys rocks!! Ming Fue joined us later to take Guan Yue photos. It was a fun night and sad as well. The first practise is still fresh in my mind where Chun Meng and Xue Lin told many lame jokes. The pathetic outings and practises that we had and when we gambled in the CO room whenever we have the chance. Poking them with that furry stick full of saliva. Childish acts...haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111866910752197714?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111866910752197714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111866910752197714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111866910752197714' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111779041457240753</id><published>2005-06-03T17:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T18:31:15.133+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many people do things on the stairs because for convenience. On Wednesday, after running around the neighbourhood, I climbed the stairs and was in for a rude shock. A Malay couple, which I've seen on my way down the stairs also was apparently making out on the stairs. The guy had a "Caught in the Act" expression as his pants was down to his thighs. The girl seemed non-chalant as she was properly dressed. I just had to pretend I didn't see anything. The weird thing is that being in Geylang, there's an abundant number of cheap hotels around and it's really disgusting having to do it at such a venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the Secretaries and Scores QM had to go to School to sort out the scores library. When Xin Yi and I were waiting for the bus, there was a strange person who approached us. His shirt was worn inside-out. Just inored him. There's quite a handful of weird people around this area recently. We sorted out the scores library and had time for badminton before heading for Lunch and after that, we just walked around Parkway for a while to look for the presents we need to exchange when we handover. It's really hard to find and we couldn't find it at the end of the day. My brother dragged me to play badminton after that. I always thought the people there are quite Beng since the last time we went there. Yesterday was a little different as we mananged to talk for a while and they are actually quite friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turnout for today's Physics make-up tutorial was pretty bad. Only a handful of people turned up. After that, I met the Aljunied people and Victoria and Ming Fue at Parco Bugis to celebrate Xin Yi's birthday. It was lunch at Swensens. While waiting for our meals to arrive, Xue Ying was Suan-ed again for being a Sotong~~having tentacles and living under the sea. She was really quite speechless. Xue Jiao bought a Bugs Bunny Plush Toy for Xin Yi and we all wrote on her birthday card. Took photos there. Today's Chun Sheng's birthday also. Zi Quan and Jiayan's birthday is tomorrow. Happy Birthday to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111779041457240753?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111779041457240753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111779041457240753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111779041457240753' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111759841214642827</id><published>2005-06-01T12:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T13:00:12.153+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hougang's K-box was pretty empty when we got there on Monday. Initially, it was just us when we started to sing and so we could sing all the way from 3 to 8, without much nagging from the staff. Lenard and Felicia are good singers. It was fun to sing for 5 hours and even though it was already pass dinner-time, we didn't feel hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd day of the holiday and the revision has kind of started. There's a lot to study for this Block Test but I think it'll still be manageable if I stick to my timetable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111759841214642827?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111759841214642827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111759841214642827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111759841214642827' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111728740444769184</id><published>2005-05-28T22:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T22:44:16.376+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The soccer guys didn't become Champions this year. It's sad. We lost in the penalty shoot out. Mrs Chan said something about "Half Day or Full Day, Don't be ridiculous!!" during assembly the next day. That's what Yuan Lun and the others told me. Really expected to win and be a half or full day. I stayed at home sleeping the day throughout to ease my fatigueness accumulated over these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we had a half day!! It's a consolation for the soccer and Hockey guys as well as celebrations for the Hockey Girls. Everyone of them get to keep a cool Crystal throphy. The half day (started at around 10 for me) was spent in school discussing the new Exco nominees. It dragged on all the way to the start of Majestia, Band Concert (around 730). We finally got all the things settled by the time we got home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exco handover today was smooth and high. After the announcement of the results, it was obvious that some of the people were crest-fallen. Xin Yi was terribly shocked when she knew that she's the new Secretary. Afterall, she didn't run for it and many potential candidates did. The juniors gave us our presents too. Steph and Daph and the 135 girls bought some nice stuff. Mr Teo and them wrote us letters too to let us feel even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peng Yan got an underwear from his juniors and they pulled it over his head before taking a picture of him in that pathetic state. It's eternal humiliation. It was also the case for Ming Jie. He put up struggles after struggles before Ching Kai sat on him and we guys finally got the thingy over his head. He didn't really take it to heart also. The remaining members took many pictures of the memorable event and the handing over. Haha....We're a fun bunch. Kesmond and Chun Meng left before we went to Swensens for an ice-cream and eating outing. Looking forward to the June Chalet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111728740444769184?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111728740444769184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111728740444769184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111728740444769184' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111677824635981089</id><published>2005-05-23T00:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:58:46.680+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's Vesak Day and I had to accompany my parents to the Monastry to pray. It was an hour long event and by the end of the ceremony, my back was aching and my whole body was drenched my own sweat. Probably because I only do it for about once or twice a year. However, I did feel the inner peace within. Wad crap =p but it's true~. Need it desperately, especially after all the Highs this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the Yew Tee people earlier on in the day but we didn't do much. Alvin and Qiquan was there too. Paradiz Centre was filled to the brim for both LAN and Arcade today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey guys and girls are in the final!! Soccer, I don't know yet..haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111677824635981089?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111677824635981089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111677824635981089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111677824635981089' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111669463202183699</id><published>2005-05-22T00:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:57:12.070+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Infusia 2005 has been a success. "Dreams of a Red Chamber" and "Ji Guan Yu" rox!! I finally calmed my nerves to finish the solo pieces in these pieces. Feels great to get it right. It was a pleasure to have played with String Ensemble and VJCO, especially VJCO. We rock~. Jiang Zheng and the Yew Tee people came to support me!!! The rest either got practices or concerts this weekend. Thanks for coming, really appreciated it =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VJC's record for Expose 2005:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gold and Silver Individuals&lt;br /&gt;-Bronze for White Belt and Blue Belt (xXx my team xXx)Team&lt;br /&gt;-Silver for Brown Belt Team&lt;br /&gt;-Gold and Silver for Black Belt Teams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was held at Bedok Sports Hall instead of the Kembagan CC last year. After the event, VJ Tkd is 3rd after HCI and TJ, who's champs. We had a late prize presentation at around 9. After that, we Tau-Pauked our Ex-senior and instructor, Zhi Yang and also Terence and Feng Quan. The atmosphere was just very high! I almost got Tau-pauked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I got into the Blue Belt individual semi-finals and my team won the bronze medal!! In the quater-finals, Zhi Yang said that I did a perfect Side Kick, with the perfect tilt, strength and pose. That was the thing that probably got me into the semi-finals. My second pattern, the Red tip (between Blue and Red Belt) was flawed and it ended for me at the semi-finals. 4 people advanced to the Finals out of the group of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that that wasn't the only time I screw up the Red-tip pattern for the day. During the team presentation, I did it again and Guang Xiong too. Although we recovered at the later part of the pattern. Min Xi, Terence and Guang Xiong and I really thought that that's it for us but we still got into the Finals in the end!! According to Zhi Yang, it's due to our ability to recover from the mistake. Screwed up the same pattern at the Finals and it landed us the bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prize Presentation was really nervous for us but the black belt girls could still joke about the typo on the Banner, spelling "Inter-College competition" as "Inter-Collage Competition". We were cheering like mad whenever VJ people went to collect a medal. After the ceremony, it was the school song and we took many photos- by teams. It turned out to be another high day after Infusia 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJ Tkd Rox~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111669463202183699?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111669463202183699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111669463202183699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111669463202183699' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111647697269348950</id><published>2005-05-19T13:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T13:43:08.726+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sms-ed Tim to wish him Happy Birthday yesterday and it Turned out that I got a wrong number. The person on the other end probably thought that a prank was being played on him. So Fierce for what~. Edmond's Birthday's today.  Can't imagine he's 18 already. Sometimes, I would still think of him as a Primary school student.  Forgot about his present but I think belated should still be ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotting in the Com Lab now cause I ponned the Maths Lecture. Didn't bring my notes today.  CO practise and taekwondo training as usual....getting a real headache. Tired...that's all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111647697269348950?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111647697269348950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111647697269348950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111647697269348950' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111630023350366336</id><published>2005-05-17T12:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T12:26:51.160+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True&lt;/strong&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've waited all my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To cross this line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I will not hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time to try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've waited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You dont know what you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im afraid to move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im just scared to know the ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you even know u met me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I will not hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know when I go ill be on my way to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way thats true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I will not hideIts time to try anything to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111630023350366336?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111630023350366336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111630023350366336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111630023350366336' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111624930558564276</id><published>2005-05-16T21:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:46:15.966+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sports did pretty well in VJ this season. Cricket guys are the first runner-up, Hockey guys are in the finals and Soccer guys are in the semi-s. If our soccer get through to the Finals, next Wednesday will be a half day for us to support the soccer guys in their game. I don't really like the idea that they are giving so much support to soccer and not the others but the fact is that they did earn the position in our school as being the leading Sports CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Angel and Mortal this year, Joyce has became the House Cap of Draco!!! She's still pretty much the same, maybe more busy. Ya Wen became the House Capt of Phoneix too and it's an asset to VJCO. VJCO's concert is coming up this Friday and the preparation will be tough, especially with my taekwondo competition coming up on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a recent creative Cadbury advertisment on TV where everything in the world is made of chocolate. Wouldn't it be nice? =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111624930558564276?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111624930558564276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111624930558564276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111624930558564276' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111600088443822289</id><published>2005-05-14T00:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T01:23:54.560+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Passed the Napha although I swore I had every intention to fail it. My elder brother's advice on going in early wasn't in my head while I did the Napha today. Just have to see how things go from here. The lack of sleep the night before Napha did affect my performance in the 2.4km but somehow, I passed it (silver standard). Fortunately, most of the class guys have passed the Napha test. Alex still has his pull-ups to conquer. We're pretty much ready to be trained to defend the nation. The rest of the day was much more refreshing after a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taekwondo training for our team was scheduled to be today and on next Tuesday, but there hasn't been much progress, personally, after these trainings. It was half-hearted as we couldn't focus. Last year, we were more enthusiastic, probably due to the uncertainty of whether we'll be chosen or not. The Blue belt team barely made the number this year and so the heat of competition isn't that intense.  Pretty worried for our team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Physics lesson with Mr Kwek finally made me do my assignments. There  only another student in class was Joyce, the Music Feast Finalist. Went late for CO as a result. Practise was fun as Mr Qwek, our conductor has regained his sense of humor. The Sabre Dance, a piece that we're combining with Strings is played at 186, meaning that one beat in the piece is about a third of a second. It was just adrenaline pumping for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111600088443822289?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111600088443822289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111600088443822289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111600088443822289' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111590479697602330</id><published>2005-05-12T21:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T22:33:17.050+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VJ Softball girls are the champions!! Our table-tennis girls had also made it into the finals. Squash girls 4th...Good job Jiaxin!! Some reward should be given to them for them to rest after the victory. Looking forward to a full day soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people claimed that I'm too slack for an Exco. Well, I always appear slack not only when I'm in CO but I also always gets the job done. Being Misunderstood and uncredited for your work and efforts just because you look slack definitely sucks. Lesson learnt, appearance counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dicky came back today after a consecutive 3 days MC. He looked ok. Kai Wen got a new name while Dicky was gone these few days- Michael, since he's the official no. 1 mugger in our class. There has been a recent trend of wearing the "More Than Houses" glow in the dark orange bands as a group of 10, my class already has 3, has to sell 100 bands, one for $2. The event's in the June holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography S was pretty crappy today. We were split into 2 groups. One, incharge of taking temperatures around the school while my group measured humidity. It's pretty lame. Readings were taken for the 2nd floor toilet, C block classroom and air-con generators. The challenge of an S paper just wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Apprentice is reaching it's final episode but I couldn't wait till then. From the website, it's Kelly who has won. Although I always thought that the Apprentice was another Branding scheme by the devious Donald Trump, there's something that keeps you hooked to it. The Amazing Race has also ended with Ucheena and Joyce on top of the pack with Rob and Amber coming in second. Ron and Kelly was nowhere near them as they took a later flight to Miami. Depspite having to beg and plea for the seats in a crucial flight to Miami, Ucheena and Joyce's luck at the last few moments did win them a million dollars. The Indian ritual of shaving for luck wasn't such a fake after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111590479697602330?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111590479697602330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111590479697602330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111590479697602330' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111517625923268543</id><published>2005-05-04T12:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T12:10:59.236+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VJ Choir's SYF today!! I hope that they get gold with honours and a first place ranking. Band is having theirs tmr. Good luck to Jian Hao, Zi Yi, Nichole, Tian Yu and Tian Ying. SYF 2006 has been a gold streak for VJC so far and a silver. Dance got gold, Guitar and Harmoc also. Congrats to the dance girls, SK, Yean Ching, Jing Zhi, Kelvin and Janice and all the best for our respective concerts this year. Victoria In Harmony!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111517625923268543?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111517625923268543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111517625923268543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111517625923268543' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111512947078881926</id><published>2005-05-03T22:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T23:11:10.790+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VJCO most probably landed on 3rd place to miss the July's SYF performance in July. We got Gold. Wei Guo, Yiyang, Jason and Yue Wei was there. They are all so tall now, even Yue Wei!! Sadly, I missed their performance. Jason was still saying hi to me when I entered the stage. Our performance was flawed but it was done with passion. Our pieces was Loud not beacuse we want to hide our weakness but it was a loudness that came from our booming hearts. We left after NY and MJ performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that we did give one of our best performance on stage. No regrets. Even when I missed 6 beats of the solo due to technical reasons. Even if we are feeling sad now. The process of rising both muscially and as an orchestra, an exco was more valuable than the glory of gold with honours. Looking forward to a successful concert on the 20th of May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111512947078881926?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111512947078881926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111512947078881926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111512947078881926' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111488089229476782</id><published>2005-05-01T01:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T02:08:12.296+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Counting down 2 days to SYF! Practise for VJCO has been on going for 9 consecutive days, from last Friday till today, and I'm damn shagged. Today after practice, the exco had to settle a few problems regarding performance and attire. Some exco members settled the issue after our late lunch and we took a cab down to Clarke Quay to meet Mr Qwek for the Tie and Scarves.I was surprised that Guo LS remembered our performance there for the Singapore Arts Festival during Sec 2.  Haha...I could remember the Guest of Honour was Yaccob  Ibrahim and we played some lame simple song there for the opening ceremony. Somehow, I can feel that Mr Qwek's heart is still vaguely with Cat High. Clarke Quay is a place with many toilets, probably for the drunk and drunkards. The renovation work there covered the shop that we were looking for and we had to take a cab down to Far East instead. The shop at Far East sold ties and also sexual costumes of a less explicit nature, somewhat softcore. The 7 of us were awkardly trying our best not to touch those items while looking for the tie that we want. After finding out from the boss that there's only 3 designs for each tie, we went to BK to eat our late dinner before taking a cab again to Mustafa this time. Mustafa was damn big and it was a chore just walking from the Scarf/ Saree end to the Tie end of the building. Ran into Jovin, Cat High Cello senior 2 years older than me and it turns out that Ming Jie knows him too. Mustafa didn't provide the numbers we wanted so we had to roam the streets of Little India at 11pm. There was finally enough stock of one design of tie at a little shop in Little India but Mr Qwek wants to see it first.Despite all that effort and our pathetic financial status at the end of the day, we haven't buy the scarf and tie for our attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it's a minor problem. The musical standard of VJCO has increased tremendously throughout this 9 days and the last 2 days will be crucial to getting our goal. It's worth it afterall. Infusia is after this on 20th May, tickets anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111488089229476782?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111488089229476782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111488089229476782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111488089229476782' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111460788278972598</id><published>2005-04-27T22:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T22:18:02.790+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Taekwondo and CO were back to back yesterday!! We didn't really train much.....swing on the swing, sit down and watch sports day....mainly because Min Xi didn't come for training so the Blue belt team is incomplete. Practise has become much tiring. It has come to breaking point for me as I'm physically exhausted. Suprisingly, I managed to muscle enough discipline to come to school today. Practise was much better in the music room than in PT today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111460788278972598?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111460788278972598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111460788278972598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111460788278972598' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111444248068420603</id><published>2005-04-26T00:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:21:20.686+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First Day of the week and first out of seven practises for CO this week. CO is everyday and it's crazy. I don't even know if my mouthpiece can withstand the intensive practice. For the second time ever since I've learnt Zhong Suo, Guo LS said that there was improvement..haha...can consider as a praise la. At least my efforts haven't been in vain. Currently, the goal is not to make any mistake in my solo part cause it's a direct 10pts off the score. Damn stressful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111444248068420603?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111444248068420603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111444248068420603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111444248068420603' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111432504603791237</id><published>2005-04-24T15:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T15:44:06.040+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cat High CO got Gold!!! Their "Fei Tian" and "Xing Kong" was good for Gold. Overall, 11 golds were given out in this year's SYF and with the other 3 gold with honours, we're one of the top 14 Secondary school COs in Singapore. Zhao Lao Shi can finally retire now.  The juniors weren't so happy cause Band and Choir got Gold with honours and getting gold means that they'll be inferior to them. It was just demoralising and sad to have them win gold and not be elated by it. We went Justin's house after that and played Mahjong there...haha...long time since we've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl's birthday was held yesterday at her house. Her house was pretty impressive, with a swimming pool and private gym and a 3-storey high mansion. Something you'll see in The OC or some say in The Bachelor. There were many people whom we didn't recognise there initially, except jiaxin, roy and baowei, making it quite awkward but after the ice was broken, things started to get more comfortable. The food was damn good. There was a chocolate foutain with marshmallows, strawberries and other stuff. I tried a salmon sushi and the meat was delicious- just melts in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black 5 came to Cheryl's party also to perform for us, VJ Celebrities or something. Their dance was mind-blowing. Cheryl went on to dance and later, she danced with the dance club. Karren brought Daryl, Jingyuan and I around the house. Her house is like a maze and I was most impressed with the bar. The bathtub of her toilet in the masterbedroom is suppose to be able to hold 21 people but sadly, we didn't get to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was rehearsal for us at SCH this morning and I'm starting to feel my form coming. Guo Lao Shi finally praised my Zhong Suo and it's a sincere one. SCH's feeling is better than our PT cause it's wider and shorter. Various teachers came to hear us and Ding Huai Chen came to look at us. He's pretty nice and seems to know quite a lot about Suona...Just like CK. Practising tmr again at 6. For VJCO, my goal is gold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111432504603791237?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111432504603791237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111432504603791237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111432504603791237' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6396438.post-111400688260663193</id><published>2005-04-20T23:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:30:47.886+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretty Shagged these days. SYF is coming and VJCO's Exco has been pretty concern about the lack of passion or something. Yesterday, after the Exco election speech, the Exco talked about our condition and our performance in the upcoming SYF. It lasted until 9 o'clock but we sorted things out more or less. The upcoming week will ultimately determine whether we'll be a silver, gold or gold with honour CO. Secondary School's judging seem to be fair but lex. Cat High have a chance at Gold with Honour according to what I heard. Finally, the day we've all been waiting for for these 6 years is almost coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malaysian Geography trip has finally presented itself to VJ. A pretty cool powerpoint about our trip is now screening on the Plasma screen and our exhibition has been quite successful in attracting attention. Xing Qi, Daryl and Ming Li really suprised me as they produced a good piece of presentation. It was a tedious job but whatever it is, good job S41!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day is starting its heats but it's practically made for the sportsmen of VJC except for the 20+ people relay, which give chance to people that are not that atheletic. Napha is coming again but my preparation has only been limited to pull-ups. The leg injury during the sparing is still bothering me and I can't train for 2.4k or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6396438-111400688260663193?l=teozicheng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111400688260663193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6396438/posts/default/111400688260663193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teozicheng.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111400688260663193' title=''/><author><name>Zicheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06531842592017567075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
