<?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-8024214</id><updated>2011-08-01T13:25:19.766-07:00</updated><category term='results'/><category term='Bored'/><title type='text'>xXx JeSz1e xXx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-9145299652102874731</id><published>2009-09-08T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:51:15.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rants</title><content type='html'>Time to dust away some of the webs. Just coming here to rant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really fed up with working. Since I am unhappy working here I shall just leave and find a new job right. But money wise I cannot bear with it. No point making myself scared every single day. Office politics is such a nightmare. How I wish i wasn't a adult dealing with all these problems. Every single day without fail, some part of my mind will be thinking if there are people talking behind my back or whatsoever. I HATE WORKING LIFE! Life as an adult is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirm leaving after searching for a nice job with no other 'people' around. No offence to those 'people' but they are so money minded and selfish people that I can't really stand them anymore. They are finally showing their true colours. ARG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think working has been stealing me away from those freedom and fun I should enjoy. Time for a long break to sort out my thinking. Should I study or should i work? I am really envious of the life my friends who are still studying. I really think I miss out a lot. The life I am leading now is a bit dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people work? A necessity? Who invented work? Haizz.... Why don't money just fall from the sky. I really think that I am working for the sake of money so that I get to spend without thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past years of working life have been draining out much of my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to people who are still studying: Enjoy while young. Once you step into working adult life that's when bitter comes in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-9145299652102874731?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/9145299652102874731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=9145299652102874731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/9145299652102874731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/9145299652102874731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2009/09/rants.html' title='rants'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-9020097473154275166</id><published>2008-07-27T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T07:31:37.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admission Exam</title><content type='html'>As usual, working life is a routine to me. Hoping it will end the routine soon. Basically I'm busy on weekends trying to preapare myself for the coming admission exam into the part time course I have been saying and applied for. Revising Math and Chem Eng modules is such a torture to me as I have gotten used to the working life. Furthermore, I have lost touch with the books and exam for a year or so. Luckily Minghuang is able to help me with Math and as for Chem Eng I got to wish myself luck and prepare it myself. From my ex colleague, heard that the Math paper majority of the questions are integration and as for Chem Eng it's basically on theory, thank god not much calculation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dilemma, should I study or should I continue working?! Oh man, help me. I shall do my utmost best in the admission exam and hope that I will selected for the course. Since no one in my department knows that I have applied for this course, I can't bring a book around and study when I'm free. Except for my close buddy, he knows that I have applied for the course. It's a torture not to let anyone know that you are trying for the course. You need to carefully avoid the topic and think before talking. So troublesome. Anyway, Jessie will do her best in the admission exam. Worse case scenario, presuade my mum to let me go overseas for studies or take part time degree in other courses lor. Keeping my fingers cross and hope the best will befall on me =)Give me luck people. Oh ya, who will be a kind soul and accompany me for the admission exam in NUS? Please.... I don't know my way round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, why blogger have the schedule timing thing now? How to let the post be published immediately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-9020097473154275166?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/9020097473154275166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=9020097473154275166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/9020097473154275166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/9020097473154275166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/07/admission-exam.html' title='Admission Exam'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-7827160940889619086</id><published>2008-06-29T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T05:46:46.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>Since I got nothing to blog about and nothing interesting happening in my life right now, I shall do the quiz Zhiwei tagged =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag as many friends as you can to do this quiz &amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;C) Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: I'm so sorry, break up lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Hmmm,a room decorated with Hello Kitty from top to bottom. But not pink colour wall, purple =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. What will your dream wedding to be like?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Hmmm, never think so far ahead. When i think of it, I shall blog on it. I only know I want Hello Kitty stuff toy at the head of the car. Muahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Ya, should I continue working or continue studying. Should I have a change of environment or? It's just so troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. what's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Need not be very handsome or whatsoever. Doesn't clash with my personality. Lastly, able to draw. Don't ask me why my ideal lover must be able to draw. I got no answer to that. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. What is more blessed? Loving someone or being loved by someone?both?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: BOTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Seriously I got no idea. Till I'm sick of waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: If I really really like the person I will wait, if not give up lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Nothing. I don't brood over with unhappy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Hahaha, at least I got something to update on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Hopefully married and with kids =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: siblings, mum and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: a caring person definately =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14. Would you rather be rich and single or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Can I be rich and married? Hahaha,but what's with the riches if you are not happily married. So conclusion --&gt; rich and happily married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Turn of my alarm and continue to laze on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Of course&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#17. If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18. What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Friends who are there for me when I need them and friends who can make my laugh and make my day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19. What type of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;Ans: Irritating ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGGED BY :&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must I tagged others? Okay lah, for those who wants to do this quiz just do okay =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.... Shikin, Shuting, Sharon, Eve must do k? hahahahha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-7827160940889619086?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7827160940889619086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=7827160940889619086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7827160940889619086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7827160940889619086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-7094194535984938028</id><published>2008-06-01T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:48:00.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation  = sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hey guys! Hahahha, I know I have been missing for long. Ok here am I! Back to update. Sharon don't miss me ok. hahahha.. Last Tuesday (21/5) was graduation day. 3 years just passed in a blink of eyes. I can still remember vividly the orientation days, the open house, the lectures, tutorial and our 1 and only semester that we had lessons till night. Fond memories of that will definately be kept deep in the mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So what's the afterthought of graduation? Like that lor, graduate already. It's just a normal day to me. Just that it's a day full of photo takings =) Take your time to view the photos taken below. Need to take more photos from the rest =) Remeber to send me okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Here are some of the photos taken on graduation =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:500px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=113887593&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="500" height="375" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=113887593"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=113887593&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=113887593"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/link/link2.php"&gt;&lt;img width="84" style="border:0px" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/link2.gif"&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/8024214-7094194535984938028?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7094194535984938028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=7094194535984938028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7094194535984938028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7094194535984938028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduation-sad.html' title='graduation  = sad'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-2799290723348198037</id><published>2008-04-06T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T10:08:18.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Okay here am I blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working life is such a boring life. Contradicting? No! Imagine yourself working day in day out . What's the purpose of working? It's such a routine thing where you sleep, wake up to a new day and work. Sleep again and the cycle just repeats itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I have been for a month half now. And I have entered shift work. So it's alternate weeks afternoon. As for morning shift, I got to work halfday on Saturday. It's such a mental torture for me to work. I missed out a lot of luxuries when I started working. Like: getting allowance from my mother, waking up late, shopping (but as if I always go out to shop). But nevertheless, after I have started working, I'm more willing to spend on things I want. Work so hard, earn money, never pamper myself a bit 'dui bu qi' myself right? Hahaha.. Anddddd.... I'm more willing to go out. Hahaha, I will jump at the chance to go out man. Since I'm working everyday, and I faced the lab and Jurong Island atmosphere for more than 12 hours a day if i got OT, who won't want to take a break and go out? LOL.. So people out there, called me out when you are remind of me ok? Or else every available seconds and minutes are spend cosying with my blanket sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Have been thinking about those what if questions. What if:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1) I didn't take Chemical and Pharmaceutical technology as my course?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2) I took Fashion Design as my course?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;3) My O level result was even better? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;After those non-realistic what if questions, I started thinking about why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;1) Why didn't I put in more effort in studying during my poly life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2) Why did I continue working in my attachment company? When I know I want to work in a process line? Stupid me. But I'm just trying to gain some work experience. Try out if I am really suited for lab environment. But till now there is still no answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I have applied for the NUS part time degree for Chemical Engineering. Hope I need not sit for the entrance exam. If i need to sit for the entrance exam, math is going to be the weapon responsible for my death. Hahaha. And people like tree, st those pro in maths are going to get very irritated with me for calling them. Hahahahha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Isolating myself and emo-ing have been a favourite past time of mine since I don't think I have any close friends who I can share my thoughts with.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seriously I think keeping everything to myself is a torture. I tend to overthink about things and ended up feeling very low. As I say putting up a smile is my forte. It's my way of hiding all the unhappiness in me. Sometimes I may feel happy when thinking back, when was I really happy for once? I think the only period of time was during sec 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; How I wish I can turn back time and reverse everything. I am destined to be a person wothout any true confindent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-2799290723348198037?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2799290723348198037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=2799290723348198037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2799290723348198037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2799290723348198037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-if.html' title='what if?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-4472641395112992880</id><published>2008-03-11T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T06:49:11.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alive and kicking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ok I haven't been updating often. Where to start from? Hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thanks to shuting and shikin for holding the chalet to celebrate my birthday. Hmmm, Swensen ice cream cake is delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fast forward to Sunday. Hahaha.. Our boss treated us to dinner at Jumbo Seafood Restaurant. We had black pepper crab, chilli crab, scallop with vegetables, cerel prawn, the bamboo thing, chicken, fried tofu. The best part was dessert (xue ge). But too bad I do't know how to enjoy the it. Heard that it's a certain breed of frog sperm. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway busy working. Lazy to update. Hahaha.. Will update when I am free with photos =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-4472641395112992880?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4472641395112992880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=4472641395112992880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4472641395112992880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4472641395112992880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/03/alive-and-kicking.html' title='alive and kicking'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-1423291439836707993</id><published>2008-02-24T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T05:42:59.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I endure 2 days of painfulness for my freaking teeth and today I got extract 2 teeth out. 1 molar aand 1 wisdom tooth. It's freakingly bloody and painful. Actually it's not painful. It's the pressure that makes it scary. The dentist still ask me whether I want the tooth back. I must be crazy if I want to keep the teeth. Disgusting stiches. Shit man, I need to endure the pain next week when removing the stiches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dear friends, please do not complain if I'm eating slowly, hahahaha, no choice. I'm left with a side to chew. The other side is too painful and empty for me to eat food. hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-1423291439836707993?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1423291439836707993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=1423291439836707993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1423291439836707993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1423291439836707993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-endure-2-days-of-painfulness-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-1185550668685014541</id><published>2008-02-20T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:52:48.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes! GRADUATED!&lt;/span&gt; But.... Take note but........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm starting work tomorrow. When holidays is here, I feel bored. When there's no holiday for me I complain. So contradicting. Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No school = no fun =  no friends = no more lectures (the place where we always gossip) I will miss the people. But the food?! Hmmm, maybe not. hahahhaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-1185550668685014541?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1185550668685014541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=1185550668685014541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1185550668685014541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1185550668685014541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/02/graduated.html' title='graduated'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5757999945946103462</id><published>2008-02-09T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T07:41:00.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy New Year to all. New Year is just another normal day to me. Every year the mood for celebrating New Year just decreases. Especially this year, after visiting, reach home open laptop and complete report and presentation slides. How sad can it be. hahahha.. But on a lighter note, at least I get to catch up with the cousins and relatives. We didn't bother to visit our father's side relatives as we are not close to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yea! Finally completed my report.Now left a bit of the slides =) Going back on Monday for the trial presentation. No Jurong Island food for the day. Haha.. Misses the KouFu jap food, North Canteen food. South canteen sorry to say, the cheap pink dolphin drink only. hahahahahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, the photos I took during new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165002830281422770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R63GtXLPt7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Uv1tXKwsA3g/s320/SP_A0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shirley, Carley, Yvonne, Jessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165004621282785266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R63IVnLPt_I/AAAAAAAAALA/7Lwgq5DupTQ/s320/Photo0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jessie, Yvonne, Carley, Shirley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165002825986455458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R63GtHLPt6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/-pOOO_Rsxtg/s320/SP_A0401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jessie, Alvin, Yvonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165002838871357394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R63Gt3LPt9I/AAAAAAAAAKw/p7J-9fW9pjw/s320/SP_A0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jessie, Alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165002843166324706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="278" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R63GuHLPt-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/XwGFFHMeVtU/s320/Photo0067.jpg" width="428" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The grandchildren with my grandmother and grandfather. Picture a bit blur, not too bad using handphone lah huh. No JiaLe and JiaJun in this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165002834576390082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="376" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R63GtnLPt8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/wmtC_tKmSFM/s320/SP_A0407.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sons, daughter in law, daughter and son in law. With grandmother and grandfather. No Yiyi and YiJung. They arrived very late. After all went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-5757999945946103462?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5757999945946103462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5757999945946103462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5757999945946103462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5757999945946103462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R63GtXLPt7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Uv1tXKwsA3g/s72-c/SP_A0405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6594562625272375119</id><published>2008-02-02T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T04:01:26.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaOZWPZII/AAAAAAAAAJw/Y2ACmlBCdA4/s1600-h/1_198356115l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162350276242269314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaOZWPZII/AAAAAAAAAJw/Y2ACmlBCdA4/s320/1_198356115l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big Mas and Me aka the staircase gurls =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaOpWPZJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/aTAy2D83nhM/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162350280537236626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaOpWPZJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/aTAy2D83nhM/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back row: Weijie, QiaoLi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Front Row: Me, Big Mas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaOpWPZKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Vs68783USXs/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162350280537236642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaOpWPZKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Vs68783USXs/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Mas, Me, Big Mas and dunno who. hahahahhahaha.. Spoil the pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaO5WPZLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bUBrP11S75A/s1600-h/Image241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162350284832203954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaO5WPZLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bUBrP11S75A/s320/Image241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Zie (keep calling me particel count commander lol), Big Mas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaO5WPZMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VcWESGcOE7w/s1600-h/SP_A0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162350284832203970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaO5WPZMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VcWESGcOE7w/s320/SP_A0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Windy Jurong Island. After having our lunch, time for some pictures at the staircases. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-6594562625272375119?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6594562625272375119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6594562625272375119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6594562625272375119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6594562625272375119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/02/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R6RaOZWPZII/AAAAAAAAAJw/Y2ACmlBCdA4/s72-c/1_198356115l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-8651662279151994196</id><published>2008-01-23T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T03:51:23.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Confused? Many to digest in my small little brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Should I continue working in my attachment company? Because they want me back as permanent staff. In sense of they are quite desperate. I need to work shift. Pay not quite high, think market rate. But will I survive in lab environment? All this while I hav been thinking of working in process line. Not lab, as it is quite routine. Should I just work for a year and wait for the next intake for NUS part time chem engineering course next year? Or should I find a job somewhere else? Argh!!! I really don't know ar!!! God help me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-8651662279151994196?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8651662279151994196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=8651662279151994196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8651662279151994196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8651662279151994196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/01/how.html' title='how?!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6416553213693601817</id><published>2008-01-13T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T08:14:09.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How time flies, and its 2008 now. Indicating attachment is ending soon. How I wished it will not end so fast. Just when I am getting familiar with the lab and just when I am so comfortable with the rest of my colleagues and on good terms, attachment is ending. Four and a half months is definately too short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I am graduating. Till now I still have no future plans. I think I am going to work first and part time degree. But all the private degrees are more on business, IT or pharmaceutical science. Why no Chemical Engineering?! I shall just work for at least 2 years and take NUS part time degree in Chemical Engineering. Not a bad idea too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Singapore education so high?! Why don't they open a university just for poly students? Then we will have higher chances of getting into university and need not think about the high GPA we need to get for the course we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the future is just so unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-6416553213693601817?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6416553213693601817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6416553213693601817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6416553213693601817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6416553213693601817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2008/01/missed.html' title='Missed'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-773309055773304818</id><published>2007-12-30T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T23:41:22.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A closure to year 2007. Hmmm, let me recall what I have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1) Got my driving license&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2) Chalet with 4e3s, a after so long gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nothing much and interesting things happened this year. I feel that my life is as blank as a white paper. Nothing interesting and it's white. Meaning nothing to fill it. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;New wishes for the coming year 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1) More money to come and let me spend? hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2) For goodness sake, buy a car back for me to drive. hahah, who ask you to sell away the car?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3) An unforgettable birthday? LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4) Stop bottling up everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5) Do not sleep so much. Go out with people besides my mum. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That's all I think. I wish upon the first star that appear when the clock strike 12 on 2008, make my wishes come true okay. Let a simple girl like me be happy forever with no worries. Bless everyone with good health and peace everyone! Friends will always be there for me for good or bad =) Oh ya, Shikin to faster find a boyfriend, Jingcai to faster find a girlfriend, Shuting to faster married. Hahahah, see I'm good to you people right? Adding you guys to my wish list. Hahaha, I shall be greedy no more. Bye~  OH YA! Last but not least, good grades for attachment, rounding up a nice nice diploma. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-773309055773304818?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/773309055773304818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=773309055773304818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/773309055773304818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/773309055773304818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcome-2008.html' title='welcome 2008'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6469028900890452482</id><published>2007-12-25T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T20:11:12.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone! A day for us to rest and shop! hahahhaha.. I got nothing to blog about, so enjoy the photos below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some unique christmas tree I saw at Suntec, made from recyclable materials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBIpoKktI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sfYuNmottYU/s1600-h/SP_A0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147756359697732306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBIpoKktI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sfYuNmottYU/s320/SP_A0361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBI5oKkuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mOQOLezbj9Y/s1600-h/SP_A0362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147756363992699618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBI5oKkuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/mOQOLezbj9Y/s320/SP_A0362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBI5oKkvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WA3ftZ2jkTw/s1600-h/SP_A0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147756363992699634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBI5oKkvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WA3ftZ2jkTw/s320/SP_A0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Donuts from Donut Factory. I queue for less than 10 minutes. Bought at Suntec branch.  There are too many people queuing up at the Raffles branch. Not worth my precious time queuing for it. hahaha.. The double chocolate and espresso chocolate are nice. Basically everything is nice. hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBJJoKkwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vgiaOocuK0M/s1600-h/SP_A0366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147756368287666946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBJJoKkwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vgiaOocuK0M/s320/SP_A0366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Gingerbreadman my colleague gave. I thinks she baked it herself? Hahahha, anyway she's from NYP too, the batch before us. 04 batch but I never see her in school before. LOL..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBJJoKkxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/534RSMcpXh8/s1600-h/SP_A0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147756368287666962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBJJoKkxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/534RSMcpXh8/s320/SP_A0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/8024214-6469028900890452482?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6469028900890452482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6469028900890452482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6469028900890452482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6469028900890452482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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/_cCq7vNkCa6A/R3CBIpoKktI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sfYuNmottYU/s72-c/SP_A0361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6612797692853562379</id><published>2007-12-17T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T04:55:21.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive and kicking</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive! hahahahha, just that I got nothing to update. After our class steamboat session I will update. Photos then =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-6612797692853562379?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6612797692853562379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6612797692853562379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6612797692853562379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6612797692853562379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/12/alive-and-kicking.html' title='Alive and kicking'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-955732331088550310</id><published>2007-11-24T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:29:29.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Every problem that arise must be solved immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do not ball it up till it finally explode one day and create damage to everyone including those not involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just cry and everything will be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like tears flowing out, once out from your eyes it will be clean away and gone it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(to my sister)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh my goodness, it's already the week 7 of attachement. How fast can it be. No Sihan and Farhan around already. No one to disturb when I got nothing to do =( But it's ok, I still got my colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Blushing and feeling warm whenever he is around. Shit! Am I starting to crush on people again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-955732331088550310?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/955732331088550310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=955732331088550310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/955732331088550310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/955732331088550310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/11/emotional.html' title='emotional'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5813773705326443558</id><published>2007-11-14T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T04:09:15.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th week attachment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Seriously, time really passes in a blink of eyes. It's in fifth week of attachment now. Everyday basically doing testing. Everything appears to be in a routine. However, this attachment really make me change a bit of my view of lab work. It's not as routine as it appears to be. There are surprises along the way. Hahaha, like mini fire due to light oil in too high temperature. I am getting used to the lifestyle there. I intend to extend my work there after attachement. I am not surprised if I continue working there as a staff. Hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anyway, these few weeks, whenever weekend arrive I will be very happy. As I can go out and shop unlike weekdays where I have no life. After work, home sweet home to my bed. Hahaha, it's tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Alamak, I got nothing interesting to blog about. tata =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-5813773705326443558?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5813773705326443558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5813773705326443558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5813773705326443558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5813773705326443558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/11/5th-week-attachment.html' title='5th week attachment'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-47625803346790120</id><published>2007-10-28T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T07:08:31.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiong Bahru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;After so long, I finally went back to visit the Tiong Bahru Marlet where I spend majority of my childhood there with my parents and grandmother eating and buying things. I studied at Tiong Bahru throughput my kindergarden years. I skip Nursery and repeated K2 twice as I cannot enter primary school early. Haha=0 But I still prefer the old market with the ancient roof and cement floor. Anyway here are the photos I took on the way to my grandmother's house. The kindergarden was just below the HDB block my grandparents lived in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you see the staircases? I love all these spiral ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySVdKWEznI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2_iBKtebJms/s1600-h/SP_A0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126386604080156274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySVdKWEznI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2_iBKtebJms/s320/SP_A0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The olden days letterbox. Int he past, the HDB where my grandparent lived in was not demolished, the letterbox look like this too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySVdaWEzoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uR8b4wggDUY/s1600-h/SP_A0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126386608375123586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySVdaWEzoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uR8b4wggDUY/s320/SP_A0297.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pretty window grils. Unlike now, so normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySVdaWEzpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/cWeFOSUS7jY/s1600-h/SP_A0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126386608375123602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySVdaWEzpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/cWeFOSUS7jY/s320/SP_A0298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-47625803346790120?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/47625803346790120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=47625803346790120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/47625803346790120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/47625803346790120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/10/tiong-bahru.html' title='Tiong Bahru'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySVdKWEznI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2_iBKtebJms/s72-c/SP_A0296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5119263793846493501</id><published>2007-10-28T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T06:57:28.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These photos are so yesterday. Some time ago, I found this photos in 4e3 class blog. The past really bring back a lot of memories. Memories that cannot be forgotten. Conclusion: Secondary school days are the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D&amp;amp;T seminar at NYP auditorium. Haha, I'm not the one who ugly-fied the perfect picture. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126385852460879458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySUxaWEzmI/AAAAAAAAAIc/R-6BPj1dg7U/s320/wahaha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rushing folio in D&amp;amp;T room&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382433666911794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRqaWEzjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-902w9lHjrs/s320/DSC00992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The class photos =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRqaWEzlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jjYzeWMAp40/s1600-h/4e32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382433666911826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRqaWEzlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jjYzeWMAp40/s320/4e32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiting and Jiahong posing. Hahahaa. I just recalled I saw Jia Hong at Choa Chu Kang walking towards the bus interchange. As always, he walk very fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfKWEzeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pyYXedfhOoc/s1600-h/DSC010362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382240393383394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfKWEzeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pyYXedfhOoc/s320/DSC010362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The triple J. Meishan, Sihui and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfKWEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yeb8vY2apFw/s1600-h/DSC010291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382240393383410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfKWEzfI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yeb8vY2apFw/s320/DSC010291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfaWEzgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zuOMat62u4U/s1600-h/DSC01695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382244688350722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfaWEzgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zuOMat62u4U/s320/DSC01695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfaWEzhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/WBv7U1IX9B4/s1600-h/DSC01693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382244688350738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfaWEzhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/WBv7U1IX9B4/s320/DSC01693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Car washing for President Star Challange. Thar's me 2nd from the left. Oh my goodness, I was so thin then. Going on diet soon. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfqWEziI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vSEQ480X1H8/s1600-h/DSC01475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382248983318050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRfqWEziI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vSEQ480X1H8/s320/DSC01475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRNaWEzZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SnBqqs03jhs/s1600-h/wahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's us again on Be yourself day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRNqWEzaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MHAmjJOK474/s1600-h/triple+J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126381939745672610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRNqWEzaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MHAmjJOK474/s320/triple+J.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weiting and Me in D&amp;amp;T room. Too bored I think. Haha, keep taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRNqWEzbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/z2hITuVp2UQ/s1600-h/me_n_wei_ting_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126381939745672626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRNqWEzbI/AAAAAAAAAHE/z2hITuVp2UQ/s320/me_n_wei_ting_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Be yourself day in 4e3 calssroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRN6WEzcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_y9_Wec5NVY/s1600-h/me_n_wei_ting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126381944040639938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRN6WEzcI/AAAAAAAAAHM/_y9_Wec5NVY/s320/me_n_wei_ting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sihui Weiting and Jessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRN6WEzdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9vbQzgHog6A/s1600-h/jessie_and_friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126381944040639954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySRN6WEzdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9vbQzgHog6A/s320/jessie_and_friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8024214-5119263793846493501?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5119263793846493501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5119263793846493501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5119263793846493501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5119263793846493501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-yesterday.html' title='so yesterday'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RySUxaWEzmI/AAAAAAAAAIc/R-6BPj1dg7U/s72-c/wahaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-867857017765554580</id><published>2007-10-24T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T05:25:09.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>attachment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lalalalla.. hahahaha.. First week of attachment is over and now is the mid of 2nd week. I survived the first. Actually Intertek is a testing company. Testing of crude oil and stuffs. Hahaha, and my department testes lube oil. Imagine everyday oil! Just make you feel so greasy and oily AND the stationery I used are all oily. LOL.. But overall the lab is quite fun. Finally those people there warm up to me. Hahaha.. But sometimes when there is no sample, I really stand there and daydream like nobody business. But when there are samples, it's no valid slot for me to daydream. Hahaha, but time pass faster too. If I got the chance I will take photos of the department I'm working at and post it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wondering when we turn left on the road to Intertek, the plant on the right is it Shell? Hahaha, I saw a material arehouse and fire station right beside it. And it's in a shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-867857017765554580?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/867857017765554580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=867857017765554580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/867857017765554580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/867857017765554580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/10/attachment.html' title='attachment'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6996315967135966137</id><published>2007-10-20T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:07:47.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rxmo9aKN5BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DGn_Uqmj-Ac/s1600-h/DSC01216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123311824058311698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rxmo9aKN5BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DGn_Uqmj-Ac/s320/DSC01216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rxmo9aKN5CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/F2bu2GlzElg/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123311824058311714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rxmo9aKN5CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/F2bu2GlzElg/s320/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rxmo9qKN5DI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZgwHk1MuqCM/s1600-h/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123311828353279026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rxmo9qKN5DI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZgwHk1MuqCM/s320/DSC01222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Let's jump! Reaching for the skies in Jurong Island. LOL..&lt;/span&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/8024214-6996315967135966137?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6996315967135966137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6996315967135966137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6996315967135966137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6996315967135966137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/10/lets-jump.html' title='Let&apos;s jump'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rxmo9aKN5BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DGn_Uqmj-Ac/s72-c/DSC01216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-8558006646501959333</id><published>2007-10-15T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T02:40:37.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CPTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121494017804985266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMzrKKN47I/AAAAAAAAAFs/oGUNRXtOfM8/s320/09102007100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121494537496028146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxM0JaKN4_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/htK5MQsQ2qQ/s320/09102007115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxM0KKKN5AI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gRzJWJWek8M/s1600-h/09102007116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121494550380930050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxM0KKKN5AI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gRzJWJWek8M/s320/09102007116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121494000625116066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMzqKKN46I/AAAAAAAAAFk/onIUE0lFpmw/s320/08102007045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMzsKKN48I/AAAAAAAAAF0/00WORqStzEw/s1600-h/09102007110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121494034984854466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMzsKKN48I/AAAAAAAAAF0/00WORqStzEw/s320/09102007110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMztKKN49I/AAAAAAAAAF8/S49KDlvPe8w/s1600-h/09102007111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121494052164723666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMztKKN49I/AAAAAAAAAF8/S49KDlvPe8w/s320/09102007111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMzt6KN4-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PZpU_9M5ZMc/s1600-h/09102007114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121494065049625570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMzt6KN4-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PZpU_9M5ZMc/s320/09102007114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMyw6KN45I/AAAAAAAAAFc/iENRk-dy3zA/s1600-h/08102007040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121493017077605266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMyw6KN45I/AAAAAAAAAFc/iENRk-dy3zA/s320/08102007040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I will miss CPTC and the trainers there. Especially the night scenery of Jurong Island at night. The nice KDU. Shhhh, we were not suppose to take photos near the plant. But last day of shift work it's okay. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Attachment starting tomorrow. Working at Jurong Islang Oil Tanking. I will miss you people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; =(  We will meet up okay? We don't really know the job scope except for testing things. hahah.. More photos on the way. I will update the blog when I'm free. No wireless, everyone snatching to use one computer.&lt;/span&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/8024214-8558006646501959333?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8558006646501959333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=8558006646501959333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8558006646501959333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8558006646501959333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/10/cptc.html' title='CPTC'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RxMzrKKN47I/AAAAAAAAAFs/oGUNRXtOfM8/s72-c/09102007100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-4230416087757103734</id><published>2007-09-28T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T03:38:27.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CPTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yeah, end of another week of CPTC training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We climbed the column C100 on Wednesday. Hahaha, Mr Hongwei took the class. So up we climbed and the column feel so unstable. The higher we climb the more we feel the unsteadiness. But overall the feeling was good. There is a total of 9 platform, so you can imagine how high it is. The wind was very great when we reached the top of the column.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We had fire fighting today! We tried the fireman's uniform. It was so bulky and no ventilation. I will upload the photos later on when Sharon sent it to me =) Then it was time for the wet run of fire fighting. Everyone had the chance of handling the nozzle at least twice. The pressure of full fog with full blast was extremely strong. The second time I had a go with the nozzle the hose almost went out of control and literally fly off. Luckily we got control of it when I lower the force of the nozzle. The hose and nozzle is extremely heavy lah! But we had fun plating with it as everyone got wet. The sun is shinign so brighty that I have a faint goggle mark on my face. Haha, the PPE make a V-shape mark on my chest. It look so funy when I wear those round neck shirt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;That's the ONLY 2 practical I enjoy and not fall asleep. Everyday after lunch, majority of our energy level will drop half. It's just so tiring. Starting shift work soon. I got 2 night and 1 day =) I can enjoy the night scenery of Jurong Island. CPTC exam paper is just so hard. Can moderate a not?! Just feel so crap about the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-4230416087757103734?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4230416087757103734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=4230416087757103734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4230416087757103734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4230416087757103734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/09/cptc.html' title='CPTC'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-8517379296905717529</id><published>2007-09-22T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:20:40.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>The Hello Kitty mooncake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvS0D3AsMnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lpzhTqMU7-A/s1600-h/SP_A0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvS0D3AsMnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lpzhTqMU7-A/s320/SP_A0238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112909455371809394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookies my sister and I bake together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSz33AsMmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Xt10-rcwULs/s1600-h/SP_A0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSz33AsMmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Xt10-rcwULs/s320/SP_A0237.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112909249213379170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-8517379296905717529?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8517379296905717529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=8517379296905717529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8517379296905717529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8517379296905717529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvS0D3AsMnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lpzhTqMU7-A/s72-c/SP_A0238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-1906930648574578377</id><published>2007-09-22T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:15:25.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's Day</title><content type='html'>The photos I took when  I went back for Teacher's Day. Hmmm, it's quite long ago. Anyway, We visited Mrs Raja, Mr Soo, the 2 DnT technicians, a brief encounter with Mr Chui and Mdm Lily Lee. Too bad Mr Ho wasn't back yet, or else I will treat him the meal I owe him all these years. I couldn't find the rest of the teachers. Haha.. Didn't take photos with the teachers as that didn't cross my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GreenRidge, the wonderful memories I had there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSxa3AsMkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/74h4XN0c-Nw/s1600-h/SP_A0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSxa3AsMkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/74h4XN0c-Nw/s320/SP_A0234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112906551973917250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven&lt;br /&gt;href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSxpnAsMlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/L11-W5ewSqY/s1600-h/SP_A0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSxpnAsMlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/L11-W5ewSqY/s320/SP_A0235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112906805376987730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSxQnAsMjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-l6f2PCbgJg/s1600-h/SP_A0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSxQnAsMjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-l6f2PCbgJg/s320/SP_A0229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112906375880258098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my O level artefact. It's a seal okay, not penguin. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSw4nAsMiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GPDtK-SeeSQ/s1600-h/SP_A0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSw4nAsMiI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GPDtK-SeeSQ/s320/SP_A0228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112905963563397666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki's artefact for 0 level. Haha, I found it in the workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSwrXAsMhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-AwJBEXVVzY/s1600-h/SP_A0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSwrXAsMhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-AwJBEXVVzY/s320/SP_A0226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112905735930130962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place we always stay the longest during Sec 4. DnT workshop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSwhXAsMgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Jq6Qngp2RJ4/s1600-h/SP_A0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSwhXAsMgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Jq6Qngp2RJ4/s320/SP_A0224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112905564131439106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSwLHAsMfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3-JHiDDTDUg/s1600-h/SP_A0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSwLHAsMfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/3-JHiDDTDUg/s320/SP_A0223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112905181879349746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mixed vegetable rice store I always run too during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSvsHAsMeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mnjIRWGSN_Y/s1600-h/SP_A0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSvsHAsMeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mnjIRWGSN_Y/s320/SP_A0221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112904649303405026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stingy auntie who alaways put back the noodles and ingredients she scoop as she thinks it's a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSvSnAsMdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/E3L4_KJ3CY0/s1600-h/SP_A0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSvSnAsMdI/AAAAAAAAAEE/E3L4_KJ3CY0/s320/SP_A0220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112904211216740818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-1906930648574578377?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1906930648574578377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=1906930648574578377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1906930648574578377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1906930648574578377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/09/teachers-day.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RvSxa3AsMkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/74h4XN0c-Nw/s72-c/SP_A0234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-2505487523225404966</id><published>2007-09-15T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T03:00:24.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>Here am I blogging once again. Internet connection problem, now swicthed back to using modem. CPTC have started for 2 weeks. It's just a daily routine. Everyday thinking of what to eat for the next day lunch. It's just like normal school days just that I got to wake up earlier to catch the bus to Jurong Island. I sick and tired of noodles and rice everyday. How I wish I can have japanese food, ban mian all those stuffs. Every morning got to go through the checkpoint with a lot of people squeezing in. When I reached home I am just too tired, that I will fall asleep when I touch the bed. If not I will doze off halfway when watching tv show. Soooooooooo no life :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earthquake is here again. It's just so terrible. I'm so fortunate that I'm born in Singapore. Hope another one won't attack Indonesia again. So many lifes are gone just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a lot to update, chalet, back to Greenridge for teacher's day and shuting and jingcai birthday celebration. Lots of photos too. Till then =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-2505487523225404966?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2505487523225404966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=2505487523225404966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2505487523225404966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2505487523225404966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/09/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6117279077642975418</id><published>2007-08-25T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:28:11.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Donut~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RtACyqMPc4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/-kM1iFvqA3o/s1600-h/SP_A0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RtACyqMPc4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/-kM1iFvqA3o/s320/SP_A0217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102581447153120130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: Munchy Donut at Causeway Point Cold Storage.&lt;br /&gt;I quite like the Choz O'Latte as it's white chocolate with coffee taste. hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally ended exam on Thursday. It's a torture to have exam continuously. Why must we have NE module after exam? I still want to enjoy my holiday before CPTC training. My so call holiday include sleeping for long hours =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week holiday program:&lt;br /&gt;MOnday NE, Tuesday to Thursday class chalet, Thursday afternoon CPTC training, Friday NE again! lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-6117279077642975418?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6117279077642975418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6117279077642975418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6117279077642975418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6117279077642975418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/08/donut.html' title='Donut~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RtACyqMPc4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/-kM1iFvqA3o/s72-c/SP_A0217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-4937933988937871081</id><published>2007-08-24T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:19:47.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza type =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="100"  border="0" align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pizzahut.com.sg/coolstuff/images_personality/insideHeader.jpg" width="505" height="14"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="98%"  border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pizzahut.com.sg/coolstuff/images_personality/super_hawaiian_supreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" background="http://www.pizzahut.com.sg/coolstuff/images_personality/insideBg.jpg"&gt;&lt;!--result text--&gt;&lt;table width="95%"  border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="{font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 14px;font-weight: bold;color: #CC0000;}"&gt;You are a Super Hawaiian Supreme Pizza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="{font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size: 13px;color: #000000;}"&gt;Life is about the sun, the beaches, the breeze and lots of fun! Relaxed and laid-back, you lead a carefree lifestyle where problems are never too big to make you frown. Your warm and friendly disposition makes you a very approachable person. Share this pizza with your friends and spread the sunny joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="{font-size: 9pt;}"&gt;&lt;a href="#" onclick="javascript:parent.document.location='http://www.pizzahut.com.sg/coolstuff/personalitytest.asp'"&gt;Which type of Supreme Pizza are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.pizzahut.com.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--end result text--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pizzahut.com.sg/coolstuff/images_personality/insideFooter.jpg" width="505" height="17"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-4937933988937871081?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4937933988937871081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=4937933988937871081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4937933988937871081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4937933988937871081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/08/pizza-type.html' title='Pizza type =)'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-1210761226347635884</id><published>2007-08-12T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T04:23:39.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional me</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, finally cleared 3 papers. 3 more to go before 1 week break. LOL. But the so called one week break is packed totally. Imagine 3 days chalet. The 2 extra days are for NE. So, Shikin and Shuting if want to meet up, I can only meet on weekends. After that is the starting of CPTC training and attachment. How fast can can it be? Soon we are graduating and I got no idea what to afetr graduating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this few days I have been thinking, maybe I think too much, but do I give people the impression that I'm very stingy? Seriously speaking, what's the first impression I give people? Because I myself don't even understand myself. Anyway, I think I'm born to be a loner. This few years, the things that happen in my family make me to become what am I today. I tend to keep everything in my heart and not talk about it. I keep telling myself that everything will be fine tomorrow. So anything that bothers me, I will cry in the night where everyone have slept. After crying, all unhappiness will vanish together with the tears. I live a day by a day. I don't think far. Anyway, I also think that I'm those people, people won't contact after graduation. Don't ask me why I feel that way, I also don't know. I seldom go out with friends not because I don't want too, is just that my dad will keep calling whenever we don't reach home before him. It's quite irritating in a way. Imagine someone keep calling you for over 20 calls, so must well don't go out right. Stay at home, they will have nothing to say. Even if I go out, latest I must reach home is before 10pm. So normally, you will see me going home at around 8 plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just another emotional part of me. I shall not go on, or else I will keep thinking on and on. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-1210761226347635884?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1210761226347635884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=1210761226347635884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1210761226347635884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1210761226347635884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/08/emotional-me.html' title='emotional me'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5829035330179428669</id><published>2007-07-27T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T05:50:15.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freak!</title><content type='html'>I hate people for accusing me for no reason. Bloody toot. DO NOT say those things which i never do okay. When did I use people money to buy things? Do I look like I'm that sort of people? Please lah, I got money okay. So freaking angry lah. IDIOT! I hate people accusing me for no reason. I'm not born to be accuse okay! A person have limit so please know when to stop. I may be smiling like nothing happen but I'm actually trying to take it as nothing happen. SO please know someone's limit. Stop saying those things which I think it's irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-5829035330179428669?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5829035330179428669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5829035330179428669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5829035330179428669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5829035330179428669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/07/freak.html' title='freak!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-3482490227918884863</id><published>2007-07-26T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:39:52.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>The five-question personality test&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal mate has a sense of humor and is lively. &lt;br /&gt;You like changes. Going for a trip is challenging to you. &lt;br /&gt;No effort, no success. That's your attitudes towards success. &lt;br /&gt;You think that if you like what you are and have, then no matter what, you will always be happy. &lt;br /&gt;You are emotional, sincere and optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, quite true leh. Here's the link. More quizes. The egg test very true also.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test36.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-3482490227918884863?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3482490227918884863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=3482490227918884863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3482490227918884863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3482490227918884863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/07/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-2904574032733497245</id><published>2007-07-15T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T03:57:12.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>extraordinary find</title><content type='html'>An extraordinary find when my parents took down the air-con in the bedroom. They were taking down the air con as the metal rack that is holding the air con has corroded. To prevent the air con from falling down any moment, it has to be declared dead. To our surprise, a BIRD nest was found. No wonder every morning, the freaking crow will sit on our air con ledge and make noise. So irritating can. Luckily I'm not the one sleeping beside the air-con. Hahaha, my brother was like 'Oh my god' as he was the one sleeping beside it every night. Hahahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you the nest found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rpn8VY9Rp5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/v1TTeocl6mY/s1600-h/SP_A0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rpn8VY9Rp5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/v1TTeocl6mY/s320/SP_A0198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087374698498598802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata! Disgusting right. Furthermore the bird nest is not out in the open,it's deep in the air con gap. Wondering how the 'bird' find its way there. No egg was found. If not I'm going to scream and have nightmare sleeping in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester is passing so fast that the final common test and exam is coming. It's like just a few post ago that I mention having common test. Can the time stop for a few moment to let me catch my breath before starting the next exam? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for the small font. Blogger is having problem I think. I can't find the icon for changing the font size and colour. Just endure for a few posts till i figure out why. (see if any people know how to adjust) Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-2904574032733497245?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2904574032733497245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=2904574032733497245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2904574032733497245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2904574032733497245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/07/extraordinary-find.html' title='extraordinary find'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rpn8VY9Rp5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/v1TTeocl6mY/s72-c/SP_A0198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-4617168981432213932</id><published>2007-07-10T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T03:48:08.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bixia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha, I know you guys here are good people right? Vote for Ang Bixia from NYP in http://u.mediacorptv.com/hey/. Must vote okay?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-4617168981432213932?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4617168981432213932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=4617168981432213932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4617168981432213932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4617168981432213932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/07/bixia.html' title='Bixia'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-7398035578621102334</id><published>2007-06-29T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T04:11:29.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakae sushi</title><content type='html'>Yes! We finally went to have our sakae sushi buffet. Haha... As usual, do nothing there except eating eating and more eating. And as usual, my fried tofu priority. Nothing beats the fried tofu. I can eat 10 plates of that without feeling full. But I'm not that crazy, eat so many plates of that, I think I ate 5 plates of that only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, still remember that time we had sakae sushi at heeren with jingcai and st. I think that was my second time having sakae. We ate non stop till our stomachs were bloated. Eh, let's meet up sometime and go out eat. =) But no sakae please, I don't mind steamboat and BBQ though =0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally the end of common tests. The modules are not for humans to study man. So many process and flow diagrams. You think I can memorize exactly everything arh. Ended up, even though I studied for petrochem, my mind went blank that instant. All those precious little words and alphabet came back to me when Mr Yong says time up. So idiotic. Lesson learnt: As My Yong not to give us so many processes. Hahah, give us hints so that we only need to learn less than 5 processes. Good idea right? You will have more people passing your module with good grades too. Hahahahaha... It's just wishful thinking on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time no more sakae, steamboat at Marina South can? Or turf city not bad also. Hahaha.. But turf city must either drive in or take shuttle bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you what's my dream car design is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RoTojV_BvXI/AAAAAAAAADk/_zeSJ-SMgyM/s1600-h/hello+kitty+car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RoTojV_BvXI/AAAAAAAAADk/_zeSJ-SMgyM/s320/hello+kitty+car.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081441973475327346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice right? Next time no need to think of any birthday present for me. Haha, just buy any hello kitty related item and I would love it very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-7398035578621102334?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7398035578621102334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=7398035578621102334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7398035578621102334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7398035578621102334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/06/sakae-sushi.html' title='Sakae sushi'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RoTojV_BvXI/AAAAAAAAADk/_zeSJ-SMgyM/s72-c/hello+kitty+car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-2332812629241229682</id><published>2007-06-18T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:57:52.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can you celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/etDi0Q28yHk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/etDi0Q28yHk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you celebrate - Namie Amuro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I started liking this song when I watched a japanese tv show when I was in primary school (i think) and this was the theme song. I was listening to this song on mp3 at night when I suddenly feel like watching this show again. '处女之路' 'Virgin Road'. This show was shown on channel 8 in the past. Can someone search for this show for me? Haha, I want to watch it again. It is a very old show =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-2332812629241229682?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2332812629241229682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=2332812629241229682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2332812629241229682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2332812629241229682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/06/can-you-celebrate.html' title='can you celebrate'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-7258810226765693587</id><published>2007-06-15T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T01:00:35.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>n0thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yeah! I have finally leave the comfort of my home and went out yesterday with cfc and sharon. Haha =) These few weeks is for me to replenish my lost sleep. Everyday wake up at 1pm. Pig right? Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Anyway, got nothing to do, so is either sleeping or watching dvds. Hahah.. 'er zhou ju zhi wen', 'the vineyard man', hmm let me think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Currently craving for steamboat at turf city annnnnnndddd sakae. hahahha... Nowadays the weather so humid and hot. Going to melt like ice cream soon. If we go sentosa I think we will be burnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-7258810226765693587?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7258810226765693587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=7258810226765693587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7258810226765693587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7258810226765693587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/06/n0thing.html' title='n0thing'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-3446464478514720752</id><published>2007-06-08T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:35:20.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am so glad with the end of exams for this week. Simply just beacuse of the lack of sleep from studying. If there is no 2 weeks break, I think I can go mad. Haha.. Shopping spree here I come. Hahaha, I want to buy ballet flats. My favourite flats has rest in peace. Just can't find any unique ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Happy birthday cfc! You are old too now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hmmm, looking forward to the screening of Harry Potter and the order of phoenix in movie. I have been watching all the series in theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073656278708192530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rmk_gQzVBRI/AAAAAAAAADY/LusejgEFGo8/s320/SP_A0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sharon, if you want to go out for shopping call me along. Very bored at home. Hahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-3446464478514720752?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3446464478514720752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=3446464478514720752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3446464478514720752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3446464478514720752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/06/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rmk_gQzVBRI/AAAAAAAAADY/LusejgEFGo8/s72-c/SP_A0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-4916662943357256104</id><published>2007-05-30T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T02:22:43.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doughnuts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Miracles happen yesterday! My sister went Vivo City and brought back doughnuts. Yummy delicious doughnuts from Vinco =) I love the doughnuts. Normal doughtnuts after you eat one you won't feel like eating more as the flour is so thick. But this doughnut, the flour is very soft. Making the thing very fluffy. Haha.. Must try. If I'm not wrong I saw this shop at Ang Mo Kio Hub too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070280143028844834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rl1A7TTzeSI/AAAAAAAAADI/aQmgWdDaGx8/s320/SP_A0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The nice doughnuts. She bought half a dozen and I polished off 2 chocolate delights (the one on the left)! Can someone be nice and queue up at Doughnut Factory and buy the white chocolate one for me? Haha.. I'm not very greedy. Just buy 6 for me will do. Haha, that's will be my dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nowadays, test follow by test. So stress ~ Haha, looking forward to the 2 weeks break. But there's still common test after the break. Pure sianz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-4916662943357256104?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4916662943357256104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=4916662943357256104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4916662943357256104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4916662943357256104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/05/doughnuts.html' title='Doughnuts!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rl1A7TTzeSI/AAAAAAAAADI/aQmgWdDaGx8/s72-c/SP_A0182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-2052649937154022754</id><published>2007-05-22T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T03:25:20.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>those were the days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I met Vina a few times while on the way to school. It's pure coincident. We were talking about poly life and what we will do in the future. Suddenly those fun-filled memories came flooding back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;We were talking about therecent Greenridge funfair which we didn't go. Then here comes our Sec 3 carnival. We can still remember what we do for the games as we did helped out with the whole process. What's more, we remembered the car wash, (we had so much fun washing those teacher's car) for The President Challenge. This involves the whole class and I recalled being in the same group and Deva and Weixian. Funny thing was, as we talked we can picture all these in our mind, those fun and laughter. Our seatings during morning silent reading assembly. The whole 4 express classes were talking non-stop. We can talk across classes like nobody's business. The girls in our class are quite violent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thinking back of these hapy times really brighten up my day. I love the D&amp;T times too. Ah Soo will help us with the folio and Ah Chui the DM will help us with the artefact. Even though secondary school days held some unhappy memories, but only happy memories are worth remembering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;As I always say, if one day I'm granted a wish, I wish to travel back in time to 2004, the sec sch days. Even though I love my poly classmates, I feel more of myself with sec sch mates. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Life is filled with memories =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-2052649937154022754?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2052649937154022754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=2052649937154022754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2052649937154022754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2052649937154022754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/05/those-were-days.html' title='those were the days.'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-3146537670602318923</id><published>2007-05-17T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T06:17:47.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 wierd things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Here's the 6 wierd things I do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;1) I need to sleep with my blanket covered every night, regardless of the weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;2) I can only draw well when my mood permits. Meaning good mood = good drawings, bad mood = bad drawings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;3) I must sleep with my bolster close to my face. I also don't know why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;4) When eating burgers like Mcspicy, zinger etc, I will separate the chicken from the buns, I will eat the buns with lettuce first before slowly eating the chicken piece by piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;5) I tend to bite my fingernails when I got nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;6) Tears will drop at the slightest thing even though I'm not the one being scolded. Emotional me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Hahaha, wierd? I can't think of anything that is very very wierd about me. Anyway need to pass on to people right? Okay, I'm going to pass on to Sharon ( I think she will have a lot of wierd things), Shuting (Since till now I don't know what wierd things she have), Shikin (clear blog's web), WanYi, Zhiwei =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's week 5 now, meaning all tests are approaching. School have nothing new except KouFu. But there are no major changes in stores. Food not very nice, quite costly too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Nowadays very tired. Almost fall asleep in lecture as the lecture halls are very dim. Aiya, I got nothing to update about. So tata =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-3146537670602318923?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3146537670602318923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=3146537670602318923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3146537670602318923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3146537670602318923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/05/6-wierd-things_17.html' title='6 wierd things'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-4934880493292198011</id><published>2007-05-13T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:59:34.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 wierd things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha, I'm being tagged by Bixia to do this 6 wierd things I do. Hmmm, let me think hard of what wierd things I do. When I have 6 I will blog here. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-4934880493292198011?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4934880493292198011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=4934880493292198011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4934880493292198011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4934880493292198011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/05/6-wierd-things.html' title='6 wierd things'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6526712605833931263</id><published>2007-05-12T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:14:18.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alamak, where's the post? Poof~ gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm bored. Can anyone entertain me? It's just a normal weekend. But with my sister out shopping, brother over at my ah yi's house, parents out shopping and I'm stuck at home rotting, the house is so quiet. No noise pollution. Haha.. But no one to disturb so I'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School is so boring, long hours everyday. Thinking about what am I suppose to do after poly. Work? Go overseas for studies since I can confirm I can't get into any Uni here based on my stupid GPA. Or should I go for another diploma? My long time interest, Fashion Design? Hmmm, so many reports. Lab = reports. Why this semester there are so many labs? I'm running out of pants and jeans to wear. Anyone want to go shopping? Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This entry is so random. I just got nothing to blog. No activities = nothing to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-6526712605833931263?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6526712605833931263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6526712605833931263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6526712605833931263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6526712605833931263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/05/bored.html' title='Bored~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6581208017591931045</id><published>2007-05-05T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:43:07.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>red for danger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm, reports are piling up once again. School is still the same besides some lecturer I hate very much. So idiotic, maligned me saying I talked. Bloody toot, when did I talk? Never mind, I shan't be mad and spoil my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are the kids now getting from bad to worse? For the first time since my mum started teaching, batch after batch I see those kids getting worse and worse. Just now, a student make my mum soooo mad that she exploded. LOL. Because mid-year exam is arriving soon for primary school kids, so they need to practice those exam papers. Then, exam papers got answer sheet right, so my mum just used that to tell them the answers. She did says if there is any wrong answer she will go through it together later on. But 1 ' eat bao zhi dan' shouted vulgarities at my mum, saying she doesn't know how to teach, all those bad stuffs. So idiotic. You don't dare to do that to your parents at home, why do that to a outsider? You are just throwing you own face. So clever, you won't be attending tuition. People reason out why the answer is that still keep arguing. I must really salute these people. So nonsensical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was thinking, our time we don't even retort back to teachers. Time have changed. Is it due to parents working and not making time for their children? Or is it friends influence? But if parents don't work I don't think they will be living in such comfort. As for friends influence, you can choose to learn from them a not. You yourself must differentiate between good and bad. So don't blame friends when you have changed. I think the kids now are too pampered. At a young age they have handphones, those high-tech stuffs. They are richer than me man! Hahaha.. So generations have changed. Wondering what will the children in the future be? I think teachers will go mad sooner or later if these children become worse and worse. But back to topic, among those bad children, there will always be good ones. So not all are bad =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm, after studying of 2 years in my course, in the 3rd year then I really realized the real danger and the importance of working in a plant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recent news:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two dead, two injured in ExxonMobil refinery blaze in SingaporeBy Hasnita A Majid, Channel NewsAsia Posted: 03 May 2007 0941 hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE: An early morning fire at ExxonMobil's refinery at Pulau Ayer Chawan on Jurong Island has left two workers dead and two others injured. The Singapore Civil Defence Force (SCDF) said the incident occurred at about 1.15am on Thursday. When firemen arrived at the scene, the blaze was raging at an overhead exchanger of a distillation unit that processes crude oil. It affected an area measuring approximately 1.5 metres by 4 metres. The fire was brought under control in half an hour. Both the dead are Singaporeans. Tan Kong Lam was in his mid-50s and Ng Swee Min was in his late 40s. The two injured workers were sent to the Singapore General Hospital. One of them, a Bangladeshi national suffered more than 70 per cent burns. A Singapore General Hospital spokeperson described his condition as dangerously ill. The other, an Indian national, had about 15 per cent burns. He is said to be conscious and alert but has been placed in the High Dependency Ward. ExxonMobil Singapore Refinery Manager, Steve Blume, said the company is sorry about the accident and is greatly saddened by the tragic event. SCDF is investigating the cause of the fire. ExxonMobil says it has shut down one of the two crude distillation units (CDUs) at the refinery, following the fire. The unit will not be started up until it is safe to do so. A spokesperson says the affected CDU has a capacity of 115,000 barrels per day. The other CDU, with a capacity of 185,000 barrels per day, continues to operate. She also says the refinery at the Jurong site is not affected. - CNA/ir/yy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We just studied industrial safety and the importance and this happens. It's so dangerous. So safety first. All jobs have it's danger. Or else money so easily earned ar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-6581208017591931045?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6581208017591931045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6581208017591931045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6581208017591931045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6581208017591931045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmmm-reports-are-piling-up-once-again.html' title='red for danger'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-8003668573123358165</id><published>2007-05-01T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:56:52.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got nothing to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hmmm, what should I blog about? I got nothing interresting and funny things to blog about at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm bored! Never mind, as usual I shall bottle up all my emotions and feeling deep within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-8003668573123358165?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8003668573123358165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=8003668573123358165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8003668573123358165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8003668573123358165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-nothing-to-say.html' title='I got nothing to say'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5852041779747706593</id><published>2007-04-24T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T05:42:51.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200 pounds beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Today there is only pilot plant. So end quite early. Sharon and I went to J8 to watch '200 pounds beauty'. The show is so touching and quite comedy at the same time. We cried and laugh. I love the songs for the movie =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056970163254030642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Ri33kgyBcTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/D4UPlccb914/s320/200+pounds+beauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lead actor quite handsome. haha.. The lead actress look like a combination of 'song hye gyo'. Anyway I shall not be a spoilsport and tell out the whole story. You guys watched yourself okay. I think guys and ladies got different taste. Some guys says this movie so-so only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I got such a wierd dream when I took my afternoon nap. I'm the kind of person who seldom dream when sleeping. Haha.. Since school starts I'm like a pig, can fall asleep immediately after having my dinner or whatever. I just collaspe on the bed and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Okay, I dreamt that I have another 2 siblings. LOL. But the funny thing is the one of them is very very small. It's a girl and look exactly like my sister. This 'girl' can pass through window grills, those small ones so just imagine. Then this 'girl' loves being with my sister. And somehow the dream leads to disturbing me while having lessons. The other one a 'guy' look exactly like my brother. Haha, the only difference is more hyperactive. Instead of walking on the floor like normal people, he walks on roof to get to places. And the best thing is in my dream I'm living in a 2 storey house. But my sister's room is on bridge. So crap. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Haha, funny dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-5852041779747706593?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5852041779747706593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5852041779747706593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5852041779747706593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5852041779747706593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/04/200-pounds-beauty.html' title='200 pounds beauty'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Ri33kgyBcTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/D4UPlccb914/s72-c/200+pounds+beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5310122964999666997</id><published>2007-04-17T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T02:44:11.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Time passes so quickly. I'm in year 3 now. Life as a year 3 is not very fun you know. Because you will soon graduate and soon I need to plan my next step - continue to study or work. Yesterday was the first day of school. I dread first day first lesson lecture. I'm still in the slacking mode and lecturer has already started teaching. And I don't understand a single thing. Haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;I'm so sorry. If i didn't give wrong directions we won't be late for school. Next time I will not talk unless I'm driving my own car. Haha.. Anyway my dad says SLE is not the shortest way to NYP. There's another way which takes shorter time. Need to pass by MacRitchie Reservoir. You all slowly figure out the route. I don't know where is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-5310122964999666997?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5310122964999666997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5310122964999666997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5310122964999666997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5310122964999666997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/04/1st-day-school.html' title='1st day school'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-8606442422210350533</id><published>2007-04-15T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T21:11:52.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School is starting tomorrow. End of my doing nothing and slacking holidays. Am I looking forward to start of school? I got no idea actually. Haha.. Starting of another tedious semester with rushing of reports once again. The combination I got is going to be a very competitive as they are a lot of pros. Never mind, I shall work hard, right cfc? since you are the only one who has been faithfully tagging my blog. haha=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-8606442422210350533?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8606442422210350533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=8606442422210350533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8606442422210350533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8606442422210350533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/04/school.html' title='school~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-3780988210403239290</id><published>2007-04-09T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:29:25.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wah lao, I have finish blogging and was about to publish when my computer auto restart. Terrible. Here are some of the photos taken during chalet. But there are too many photos so here are some of the selected ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhncOSngs6I/AAAAAAAAACs/canD3zcYrgg/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051310595146560418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhncOSngs6I/AAAAAAAAACs/canD3zcYrgg/s320/DSC02870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Front row: Vina, Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Back row: Muhaimin, Kelvin, Xiao Bai, Weixian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why weixian is standing so far away from xiaobai?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhncDSngs5I/AAAAAAAAACk/QcXWcIj0194/s1600-h/DSC02876.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051310406167999378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhncDSngs5I/AAAAAAAAACk/QcXWcIj0194/s320/DSC02876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stare at me?! I'm gonna shoot you with my gun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rhnb1Sngs4I/AAAAAAAAACc/7b1iw2fBgJU/s1600-h/DSC02878.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051310165649830786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rhnb1Sngs4I/AAAAAAAAACc/7b1iw2fBgJU/s320/DSC02878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What's that? I have never seen these characters appear in fairy tales before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rhnbmings3I/AAAAAAAAACU/upCD2MvSQys/s1600-h/DSC02907.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051309912246760306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/Rhnbmings3I/AAAAAAAAACU/upCD2MvSQys/s320/DSC02907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8 hands demon. *note the skin colour. Mutation. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhnbTSngs2I/AAAAAAAAACM/cW_FvDXUQQw/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051309581534278498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhnbTSngs2I/AAAAAAAAACM/cW_FvDXUQQw/s320/DSC02908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; From a running position become weixian holding a slipper and about to atatck vina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051309323836240722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhnbESngs1I/AAAAAAAAACE/1r69RSDfOXo/s320/DSC02926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Finally a jumping shot got captured. After NGs for soooo long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8024214-3780988210403239290?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3780988210403239290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=3780988210403239290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3780988210403239290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3780988210403239290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/04/chalet-photos.html' title='chalet photos'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhncOSngs6I/AAAAAAAAACs/canD3zcYrgg/s72-c/DSC02870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-526264013530275154</id><published>2007-04-05T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:59:21.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4e3 chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I am back from 4e3 chalet =) The chalet is from 3-5 apr. We had fun throughout the whole thing except for some 'feel like killing people' moment. I think those insects and animals in sentosa got nothing to feed on except on some seasons like holidays or whatever. Beetles keep falling down from the sky (actually from those tall trees), they are so gigantic. So disgusting and our bbq pit is like just below the tree that is filled with beetles. That was for the second day. As for the first day bbq it was alright. I got bitten by mosquitoes when playing mahjong. It's so irritating with those insects flying around. I hate insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;We were suppose to go for suntan on the second day. Weixian repeatly say 'let's go for suntan' around 7 times before we finally get our butts off the bed. But heaven was playing a trick on us for dilly dallying. Haha.. It rain. So there was a change of plan. We decided to explore the whole of sentosa starting from underwater world. Sentosa really know how to earn money. Those admission fees to underwater world all that is expensive. In the end we went to play on the luge and skyride. Once is really not enough. Really feel like playing more. We were intending to go back and rest after the skyride but we saw a open top red line bus and decided to hop on it. Landed in Palawan beach. We walked all the way back to coasta sands. LOL. Along the way we do a lot of funny stunts for the camera. Haha.. When I got the photos from Muhaimin I will upload it. It's just so funny. Shikin came on the second day to accompany me. Haha, ended up starting the fire and bbq for us. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Some pictures I have on my phone and camera -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;The group of people without weixian and xiaobai :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050172377273512578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhXRBSngsoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bfvJFQEK2hs/s320/Pictures+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The 'gays' with the same colour shirt and shorts. haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050172995748803218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhXRlSngspI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0MPPubR77v0/s320/SP_A0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are they pointing at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050173584159322786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhXSHingsqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gEHNpJUhkjM/s320/SP_A0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Sihui, meishan, me once again. it's exactly the same as one of our sec sch photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050174228404417202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhXStCngsrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9VQsArTdvd0/s320/SP_A0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-526264013530275154?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/526264013530275154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=526264013530275154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/526264013530275154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/526264013530275154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/04/4e3-chalet.html' title='4e3 chalet'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RhXRBSngsoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bfvJFQEK2hs/s72-c/Pictures+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-6400563158273421297</id><published>2007-03-29T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T03:09:31.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;There is nothing interesting happening at the moment. It's just full of slacking. I am just wasting the precious time away. Haha. Every minutes and seconds just passed by with me slacking every moment. I am going to finish those books available in CCK library sooner or later one day. As every 2 to 3 days I will be there to borrow books.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Hmmm, some questions to ponder on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;What if the world has more than 24 hours per day? Will it be the same as now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If natural resources just run out one day, what will happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If  I am not born in Singapore, where will I be now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha, I think I am too bored. Seriously, I've got nothing better to do now besides watching tv programmes, reading storybooks and online. Can the days just pass faster? Till the day for 4e3 chalet arrives? After which just pass by slower. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Indications that I'm bored : Using different colours for different paragraphs =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-6400563158273421297?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/6400563158273421297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=6400563158273421297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6400563158273421297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/6400563158273421297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-is-nothing-interesting-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-7236230464200533872</id><published>2007-03-26T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:16:00.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stagnant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hmmm, this blog is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stagnant&lt;/span&gt; for quite long. I'm actually quite free but I'm lazy to update as usual. Nothing much revolving here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;On Saturday, I went back for guides campfire. One word, so-so. The whole thing was not really a success. Due to the fact that the new guide teacher is not familiar with thoses things which normally the other teacher does. They did not had enough preparation. But overall still okay not that bad. After the whole campfire we debrief them. We didn't scold them or whatever. We just tell them those things that need to be improve on. All of us were chocking back on our tears as it's really quite sad to see them so disorganized and not united at all. Those sec 1s attitude is really 'i don't know how to say'. Maybe generation have change, even if our age gap is not that big.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyway, call me out! I'm rotting at home. Sooner or later I'm going to be fermented tofu. Hahah.. I'm doing nothing much at home besides online to watch shows. Like 'zhuan jiao yu dao ai', 'tian mu xia de lian ren'. I love series shows.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Looking forward to school reopen. Funny me right? When there is school we often complain why need to go back. Now we are having holidays but we wished to go back to school. Haha. Preena remember our meetups when school starts okay? Call Archana and the rest too =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Oh my goodness, almost forget that it's my mum's birthday today. opps ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-7236230464200533872?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7236230464200533872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=7236230464200533872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7236230464200533872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7236230464200533872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/03/stagnant.html' title='Stagnant!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5261687536850450146</id><published>2007-03-22T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T01:37:32.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PASSED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No words can describe my feeling now. Hahaha, I am soooooooooo happy. I passed my driving test. Muahahahahhaha....  It's like finally. The examiner is funny. So impatient. Keep asking me to overtake. LOL. Point haven't reach keep pestering me to turn. Gear also. LOL. Luckily he's good. Let me pass. Hahahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-5261687536850450146?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5261687536850450146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5261687536850450146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5261687536850450146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5261687536850450146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/03/passed.html' title='PASSED!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-986981723700851020</id><published>2007-03-21T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T05:33:14.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><title type='text'>Results?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haiz, results is out today. I'm going to curse that math teacher. Give me a D. wth!!!!! Never mind, as if I didn't get a D before. But this stupid grade make me gpa dropped a little. Luckily all pass. Hahah, what unexpected is thermo. I thought I will get a C but I got a B. Lucky me =) Waiting for the modules. Hope I get those petrochem modules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Driving test tomorrow. Wish me luck. I'm going to pray before going out. Hahah, say superstitious or whatever, I'm a wreak of nerves now. Cross my fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway I'm going to rot the time away at home. Haha. I'm going to continue with my marathon of 'zhuan jiao yu dao ai' and those DVDs I have =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-986981723700851020?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/986981723700851020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=986981723700851020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/986981723700851020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/986981723700851020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/03/results.html' title='Results?!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-1839217145483606216</id><published>2007-03-10T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T00:33:14.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RfJs-rxf-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7uxDhM96dZU/s1600-h/SP_A0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040210757139036754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RfJs-rxf-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7uxDhM96dZU/s320/SP_A0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;~The Birthday Cake ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-1839217145483606216?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/1839217145483606216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=1839217145483606216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1839217145483606216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/1839217145483606216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthday-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCq7vNkCa6A/RfJs-rxf-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7uxDhM96dZU/s72-c/SP_A0070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-3906588477475693191</id><published>2007-03-10T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:46:17.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>Just came from class chalet yesterday. So was tired. Hahah.. Even though I did sleep. But not for long. I think I just sleep for a few minutes before being waken up by noises. In the end crap with Sharon before she went off in taxi. We were disturbing kl. Hahaha.. That niang one keep sleeping so we disturb him. When Sharon went off peace returned.Haha, when kl and mh return from sending sharon all were asleep. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sentosa at around 5pm. The rest were already there playing dai dee. lol.. With 2 double decks on either side of wall, the only available space is the center. No TV. I can't watch my favourite channel u 10 pm show. Then we started BBQ. Salihin start the fire I think. We went for stroll and left the rest to start the fire and BBQ. Our stroll to the nearest 7-11 last for 1 hour plus. Hahah.. By the time we return with the beach vollyball,they have already started eating. Those normal BBQ stuffs plus a 'professional' photographer who keep snapping away. This photographer like particulary people who are eating. Which is the most 'ugly' position lah. lol.. The photo better turn out right hor lao pa. Must send me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway, Shikin and the rest went to musical fountain. Undecisive me decided not to go but in the end I left with laopa and ismail. LOL.. Half an hour later I think. Instead of taking the bus there, we walked. Thinking Sentosa so small, it can't be that far. Armed with a map the 3 of us went in search of the route to musical fountain. Hahah, enter the 'la-la' land and straight down is the musical fountain. LOL. Suagu us were like where are we, keep looking at the 'not detailed enough' map. When we heard the music we were like running. Just reached there in time. The whole thing was sooo interesting and nice. Too long didnt watch so Sharon and I were like woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back BBQ again. We were all hungry. BBQ till around 2 plus I think. There are 3 types of prawn that day. The normal one, the big one and the live one. Hahahaha.. Bx is included in the family of prawn. In the end managed to finish the food. Mr Liew came, he kept his promise =) Played Mystery Number to finish part of the food. Stupid Sharon keep giving some lame and out of normal forfeit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor KL knocked his big head against the edge of the ceiling. Hahahha, was so funny. But he says his IQ become low already. So bad, we helped his put ice and talk abit he say me and bx naggy, worse than his mum. Hahah, so we treatened to leave the room if he say again. Cuz he's afraid of being alone in the small room. LOL.. Switch on side light when he sleep. Saying 'mama say at night must switch on light to sleep'. Make us laugh till crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day check out didn't stay any longer in Sentosa. All were like dead people walking. Sole survivor, Minghuang didn't sleep for the whole night. The most pig, Kl, he slept the most. Blaming the knock. But even though it's only 2 day 1 night, we enjoyed it. Next time booked Sentosa again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, looking forward to 4e3 gathering. Weixian organizing chalet. LOL.. It's been such a long time since we meet up. Chalet will be on the week before school reopen. This holiday need not work already man. Agency didn't call. Anyway I have driving lessons also. After so long I'm abck for driving as practical test is on 22 March. If the rest can do it why not me. So I must pass =) Wah lao, no car already.The old car sold. They don't want to buy for me. Bluff me. ahahha.. So whoever got car lend me to drive after I passed okay? ahahha.. I promise I will try not to do much damage to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-3906588477475693191?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/3906588477475693191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=3906588477475693191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3906588477475693191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/3906588477475693191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/03/chalet.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5973069968581402197</id><published>2007-03-01T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T21:54:15.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BoA MV</title><content type='html'>BoA-Winter Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nd4eJBmOo5Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nd4eJBmOo5Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA-Key Of Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5p5sAYu4oZo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5p5sAYu4oZo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA-七色的明日&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xHCw2JpHZw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xHCw2JpHZw" 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/8024214-5973069968581402197?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5973069968581402197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5973069968581402197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5973069968581402197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5973069968581402197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/03/boa-mv.html' title='BoA MV'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5805947692109586274</id><published>2007-03-01T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T21:44:50.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 march</title><content type='html'>Thanks everyone who remember my birthday. AND huge thanks to my classmates who celebrated it for me. Haha. I don't normally celebrate birthday. Haha.. Sharon thanks for the black forest cake even though I just ate a few mouthfuls =S Too full from PastaMania hawaii pizza. Haha.. 2 slices. Stupid KuanLoong though we spike something or put hair in the 2 slices of cake we offer him. 'cuz that's the official 1st slice of cake. Fuchang keep disturbing him while he eat. Sharon you are so dead, when your 21st birthday is here i want you to use your toes to pick out those candles. full 21 candles. Haha, luckily ln's birthday is 2 days after mine, so celebrated it together. So she had to pick out those candles with her mouth too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of Kbox as there's only me, bixia, ln, sharon, shirley each of us had a mic each. Opening song, SHE 'zhe me ban'. LOL, we went high. Crazy us. haha.. Sharon's favourite song, Mayday 'Lian Ai ING'. She went high till she stand on the sofa and sing. Haha.. Wah lao, had to sing solo for LinYiChen 'feinimoshu'. Very paiseh, cuz my singing not nice. Bixia and Shirley is the singer for the day. They sang till woah! Must pad Justin's back, he sang GuangLiang 'tong hua'. Not bad for someone who seldom speak mandrian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing so many times of 'wo hen xiang ai ta' by twins but that's the first time I notice the male lead in the MV is Tang Yu Zhe. So cute and handsome. Hahahahahaha...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fhS7OIhDh0g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fhS7OIhDh0g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoA MV is very nice too. Her dancing steps. Woah! Sorry ar, you got to wait till I return your disc. Haven't finish watching the MV. But it's actually want to take my own sweet time don't want to return kl. hahah... Her made in twenty album is the best among all. Besides her first album every heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.43pm Friday 2 March 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-5805947692109586274?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5805947692109586274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5805947692109586274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5805947692109586274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5805947692109586274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/03/1-march.html' title='1 march'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-8997226314344565769</id><published>2007-02-28T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:46:16.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more exam fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yes! Exams are finally over. These exams are really tough. Make me almost go bonkers from studying. 1 and a half months of slacking =) Provided I got no job. Let's see, Chinese New Year is just another normal day for me. Just collecting of red packets and stuffs. Who wants to help me clear my house new year goodies? haha, you are in for a real treat. Cuz there's too many stuffs and we can't probably finish all. Hmmm, going back for driving soon on Monday, hope I haven't forget everything. LOL, Practical Test is on 22 March. Lazy to update. Update more soon. Since I'm soooooooooo free. hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-8997226314344565769?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8997226314344565769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=8997226314344565769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8997226314344565769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8997226314344565769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-more-exam-fever.html' title='No more exam fever'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-8204232868883374699</id><published>2007-02-13T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:59:01.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's the time for studying again. Exams... But on a lighter note, there's Chinese New Year. Haha, but as usual Singaproe doesn't have the new year atmosphere. Chinese New Year is just like another normal day to me. But I look forward to reunion dinner at my house and grandma's house. Hahah.. First we will have steamboat lunch, after which proceed to my grand ma's house for dinner. I love those soups and stuffs =) Another good thing about new year is that I can buy new clothes. haha.. Even though no special festivals I buy clothes too. BUT I can buy those expensive ones. muahahahah.. ok, gotta run for my studies AGAIN. Can anyone tell me how mny % theory for Fluid? This module is killing em. Even though I know I still blank out during exams. Just beacuse it's too tough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wednesday, 14 Feb 2007, 11.58am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-8204232868883374699?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/8204232868883374699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=8204232868883374699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8204232868883374699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/8204232868883374699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='CNY~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-2735585943235867444</id><published>2007-02-09T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T03:10:06.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's February now. Time really flies when you are studying. 2 modules down. 3 more to go. But why must it be after New Year? How am I suppose to study? lol.. Anyway, going to Year 3 soon. And my GPA till now still can't make it. So stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Seriously i think the math teacher got problem. For the first time in so many semester I get D for math. What an idiot. I so dead. If I'm not going to do well for the rest of the paper I can say goodbye gradual increasing of GPA. Why this semester modules are so tough? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyway looking forward to the end of exams. Hahah, any jobs recommendations for holidays? Free from 1 March to Mid April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-2735585943235867444?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/2735585943235867444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=2735585943235867444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2735585943235867444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/2735585943235867444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/02/hols.html' title='Hols'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-4885840669695800434</id><published>2007-01-28T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T04:15:05.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fei lun hai rox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I must be crazy to accompany ln and my sister to Fei Lun Hai's autograph session at IMM. There's a lot of people there queuing up and shouting. Crazy. As for me I'm clever, I went up to the 3rd floor and search for a suitable space. In the end, my phone fail on me. LOL. Soooooo not clear. And the stupid banner block my view. Why didn't wu zun look up? haha.. They are very handsome =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Blog more next time. Gotta study thermo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-4885840669695800434?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4885840669695800434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=4885840669695800434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4885840669695800434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4885840669695800434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/01/fei-lun-hai-rox.html' title='fei lun hai rox'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-4917171700150521435</id><published>2007-01-21T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T02:35:00.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacteria eye infection</title><content type='html'>Jesz1e is down with fever and bacteria eye infection. Taking advantage of the doctor's mc she's not going for night lesson. If there's no math test tomorrow she wont even go for school. LOL. Swollen painful eyelid. Waste of time. Stay at home to study better right? ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-4917171700150521435?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/4917171700150521435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=4917171700150521435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4917171700150521435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/4917171700150521435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/01/bacteria-eye-infection.html' title='Bacteria eye infection'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-5827361429960870292</id><published>2007-01-18T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T18:58:10.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hmmm, tests, exams, it's making me mad. The thought of not doing well is making me crazy. How can these modules be soooooooo difficult? lol, i need to do doubly hard for this semester or else I'm so dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-5827361429960870292?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/5827361429960870292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=5827361429960870292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5827361429960870292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/5827361429960870292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/01/haiz.html' title='Haiz'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-7698926404215368540</id><published>2007-01-09T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T02:31:46.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sorry for not updating since last year i think. LOL. Computer with internet brokedown. So I can't update. Let's start recounting from last year 30 Dec.&lt;br /&gt;30 Dec 2006&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, I fail my driving practical test. It's really depressing. I was locking myself deep within on that day. Don't even feel like talking. I'm just too nervous.Luckily my mum brought me out for shopping. Mood turn for the better then. Haha, because I get to spend on clothes. My mum will buy for me clothes that she thinks will look nice on me.&lt;br /&gt;31 Dec 2006&lt;br /&gt;My family and I went to the zoo early in the morning, around 10am. We are not that crazy to spend a bomb on visiting animals. It happens that we had 5 complimentary tickets. Just nice for us. Walk round and explore every single area excep the reptile part. I'm afraid of snakes. I will have nightmare after looking at one. So skip that part. Haha, the polar bears are so cute. But too bad, it is goign to be send off soon.After continuous walking og around 1 and a half hour, we finally left the animals and explore the souvenier shop like tourists. LOL. When we came out from the entrance, Ben and Jerry tempted us. We 3 sibilings were enjoying every single bits of the ice cream. We had 4 scoops on the waffle ice cream bowl. The strawberry yoghert and the purple colour one if I'm not wrong is the blackberry taste delicious. Will upload the photos of animals and ice ceam when I'm free.&lt;br /&gt;1 Jan 2007&lt;br /&gt;A brand new year with a brand new start. Actually our whole family were intending to eat at a restaurant. But my sister (who don't intend to go out) won me over with her watching 'Wei Siao Pasta. So I stayed at home and forgo a meal at the restaurant. Had a small gathering at my uncle's condo in Boon Lay with my relatives.(My mum's side). We had BBQ. Played with cousins and stuffs. As I'm the eldest grandchild there, I had to BBQ. LOL. Anyway I enjoy doing that. If the food is not cooked or whatever not my problem. Haha.. Rush home to Watch the last esposide of 'Chong Shang Yun Xiao'.&lt;br /&gt;After all these festivals, it's finally the starting of school after 2 weeks break. It's time to study once again. I got to revise soon as common test and final exams are approaching. Why must they set the common test week after Chinese New Year. How am I suppose to find the time to study?&lt;br /&gt;7 Jan 2007&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sihui's house (somewhere near) for her birthday cum BBQ party. Finally saw MeiShan after so long. Her hair is so long. Hmmm, if I didn't cut my hair I think it will be longer than hers. She has grown prettier after graduating from secondary school. Zhi wei don't worry, you really look nice with your perm hair. Suits you.&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies. It has been 2 years plus since we graduated from secondary school. I really miss those times when we are studying for O levels. Somehow poly life doesn't seems as exciting as secondary school. I haven't been returning to secondary school since last year. Last went was before Preena and Nisa step down. LOL. I miss guides, I miss the teachers, I miss everything. If time can stop then won't that be good? I miss the times when we prepare for campfire, footdrills and everything even though I don't like the teacher lah. If i get to time travel for once, I will definately go back to the time when I'm sec 3. That was the happiest times in secondary school life. I still rememeber the time our class got together to design and create games for the carnival. I too rememeber the time when we had car wash in school for the president challenge I think.Speaking of which, I just remember that wei xian and I are friends for 11 whole years already. That's very long. Actually I don't quite remember that I was in the same class as him in P2. I just had a vague impression that I know him. Haha, is he the one who told me that we were in the same class in P2. LOL..Hmmm, 19 is appraoaching and soon the 2 number is going to appear. It just seems so old. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;Friends forever, I really tresure those friends I have. Because I tend to keep to myself very often. I miss Preena and Nisa. LOL.. If you guys are coming to NYP for open hosue just sms me. I will bring you guys round personally.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tuesday, 9 January 2007, 6.31pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-7698926404215368540?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/7698926404215368540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=7698926404215368540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7698926404215368540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/7698926404215368540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2007/01/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116677375080059876</id><published>2006-12-21T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:49:10.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; YES! My sis is back from camp. Which means now I can go down to my grandma house for the festival 'dong'. Don't ask me what's that. I'm not sure. I only know this festival is bigger than Chinese New Year. Before my whole week of driving practice to prepare me for test I am goign to relax. Watching Charlotte Web with my sister Sakae after watching. Muahahahha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Friday 22 December 2006 3.47pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;How time flies. It's going to be a new year soon. I miss secondary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116677375080059876?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116677375080059876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116677375080059876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116677375080059876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116677375080059876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/12/weee.html' title='Weee~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116617353914873308</id><published>2006-12-15T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T01:05:39.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving PT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yes! Common test is finally over. But my greatest fear come true. Fluid paper is extremely diffcult. How can the teacher set so difficult. I can't complete the paper at all. Calculations are halfway through with no answers at the end. I really have no confidene. As for the rest of the 2 paper was okay. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Driving PT on 30th Dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;meaning shit big time. Few daysss later only. How can I perfect my skills? I want to pass on 1st try. Because the next available is very very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Friday 15 Dec 2006, 5.05pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116617353914873308?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116617353914873308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116617353914873308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116617353914873308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116617353914873308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/12/driving-pt.html' title='Driving PT'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116498678601542102</id><published>2006-12-01T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:26:26.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pheww!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hey! I'm here to blog again. After completing tests, tons of reports and term paper I can finally breath again without suffocating. Heave a sigh of relieve after clearing those. Common test is coming. How! I know my fluid I need to put in morre effort, bioprocess memorizing and math, hmmm, study? Hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Before I forget Happy Birthday Shikin, even though your present is on the hold. Haha. When I have the time and chance upon something that you will like I will buy okay? Haha.. 18 years old already. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Anyway, back to what I stopped, no time for blogging. Sometimes I don't even feel like blogging. Those deep secrets in my heart can't confess here right? Like that Jk, will suddenly 'pop' here and 'see see look look'. Haha.. This blog is just meant to tell you people that I'm still alive. Haha.. Those secrets won't be on here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Off am I, nothing to blog. That's how boring and sad my life is. Evolving round school, that's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Friday, 1 December 2006, 11.26pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116498678601542102?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116498678601542102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116498678601542102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116498678601542102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116498678601542102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/12/pheww.html' title='Pheww!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116411430634665632</id><published>2006-11-21T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T05:05:06.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Shit big time man! Study time man.. Oh my god! I really flunk my fluid test. Luckily 5%. Or else I'm dead. Tomorrow QC test. 20%. I'm so dead. I still got QC term paper intro and conclusion, 3 lab reports. Math mini assignment haven't start, deadline next week. Can the time just pause for 2 hours, and let me finish all my things then. 5 more weeks to my driving practical. So scared. My driving now is like so hmmm, don't know how to say. I just don't like overtaking. Haiz.. I think I can't get into a University with a sucky gpa like mine. Maybe I will consider going overseas. Or I may just work first being continuing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116411430634665632?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116411430634665632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116411430634665632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116411430634665632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116411430634665632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/11/shit-big-time-man-study-time-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116315826280471363</id><published>2006-11-10T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T03:31:02.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sotong me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh my god! I just realized that I left my thumbdrive in my labcoat pocket and it's in school.. Locker. And today is Friday, which means weekend. LOL. How am I suppose to do my term paper, project and report? Everything is in it. I didn't backup into my laptop. Oh shit! I'm so blur sotong. I think i need to go back tomorrow to get it. I'm afraid that I drop it somewhere. Because I put it together with my wallet. So whenever I take out, I will double check if the thumbdrive is still there. As I didn't bother to check today, I didnt realized that I didn't put in my bag. Alamak! If I left it in Fluid lab I'm so going to die. Haiz, sianz arh! Stupid blur me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10 November 2006 (Friday) 7.23om&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116315826280471363?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116315826280471363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116315826280471363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116315826280471363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116315826280471363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/11/sotong-me.html' title='sotong me!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116299309596597892</id><published>2006-11-08T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T05:38:15.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 4 - school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haiz, reports are here again. Haha.. Term papar is horrible. Sem Proj, QC term paper, Math mini proj.. What else? Hmmm, lab reports every week as labs are starting.. It's only week 4. Why there's test next week? Not 1 but 2. And another the following week. How am I going to study math? I don;t really now how to do. Fluid worse still. LOL.. All the calculations part gone case. For tutorails I got stuck at the U-tube. It's just crap. QUALITY CONTROL. Test what man! LOL, so far, got to confess, I didn't listen in class. LOL.. It's just pure memorizing. Like Material Science. Sianz... How? I'm still in slacking mood. Haha.. Either watching VCDs or daydreaming away. What a good way to waste time right? Haha..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'm going back to my comfy sofa and watch TV all the way to 11pm. Haha.. 'Chong Shang Yun Xiao' here I come. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;8 November 2006 (Wednesday) 9.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116299309596597892?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116299309596597892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116299309596597892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116299309596597892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116299309596597892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/11/week-4-school.html' title='Week 4 - school'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116238003295539201</id><published>2006-11-01T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T03:20:32.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hey! I'm back.. School, school, school. But 3 days week school only. Because lab haven't start yet. If not there is lessons on Friday. So boring. Projects are piling up again. Tutorials that need to be done. I'm slaacking. Hahah.. Who want to go Vivo City and Sakae? Hahah.. Hmm, school is not as fun as last time as somethign happen. Internal conflicts. Haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm soooooo boring. Nothing to blog about me. As my life is like a routine. School, home, homework, sleep. That's all. Isn't that boring. I saw a lot of korea dramas that I want to watch. But sad, no money. lol.. Not really broke. Just that I'm unwilling to spend. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Aiyo, use laptop blog also no date and time column. So it's still wrong. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wednesday, 1 November 2006, 7.11pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Time passes by fast. 2006 is ending soon. Wish all my friends that are having their As, good luck =) Meet after your As ok? I miss Marian, Hema, Wen Bin, Pei Luan and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116238003295539201?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116238003295539201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116238003295539201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116238003295539201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116238003295539201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-this.html' title='What is this?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116187194271918544</id><published>2006-10-26T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T07:12:22.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>voice-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Anyway, my voice is gone! lol, no voice, very man! lol. Fight poison with poison. Tomorrow Sakae at Lot 1 with Sharon, Shiyang =) Like nobody business keep eating fried food. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116187194271918544?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116187194271918544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116187194271918544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116187194271918544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116187194271918544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/10/voice-less.html' title='voice-less'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116140049749202765</id><published>2006-10-20T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T20:14:58.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FINAL WARNING: It’s the last straw! I’m not going to endure any longer. Whoever the person is, the next one who calls me ‘auntie’ I’m going explode. Please note that never in my life, no matter how angry am I, I don’t explode. I really can’t take it anymore. It’s over my endurance limit already. I know you people maybe joking. Once or twice, I will forgive. But it’s already the second semester. I may stare or treat it as a joke. But it’s getting on my nerves and it’s hurting me. I still have my pride. I know it started out as a joke. No matter how serious it is, no matter how you guys say me, I really don’t mind. But it’s really getting me these days. No matter what I do, wear or whatever, you all have a say in it. From just calling me that, you guys keep saying I GO market and I bargain. Please for goodness sake, please know when to stop, don’t keep crossing the line. I maybe smiling at that and laughing, but deep down it’s not a nice feeling for being called that. Really, don’t let me explode, when that day comes, I may even stop talking to you all. I will just stop talking one day and treat you guys as invisible. It’s already not my usual self in school. The real me is not like that. Anyway, you guys don’t know the real me. Only those who really really really know me well will know. I’m actually not violent in sense, I’m just active. I still have my pride. I have my own eyes to see. I hate people talking behind me especially. Initially I really don’t mind being called that, as I know it’s a joke between us. But now, I really can’t take it anymore. You try being a called a nickname that you dread, and when you are being called that, people will laugh. How will you feel? I may be smiling all day long as if there’s nothing that can affect my mood. But who knows it’s my inner self or the real me? I badly affected in this environment. I feel more depressed as you guys called me that. I know I’m not as popular as others. But please respect me and my feelings. Sooner or later, I will withdraw myself into my own world. Deep down, I’m not the person you all are seeing.&lt;br /&gt;The person you guys are seeing now is a girl who has smile on her face regardless of what. When she herself have problems who knows, she just keep it deep down in her heart. Crying in the dead night when no one is there when she’s really badly affected by the problems. She don’t like troubling people with her own problems. She try to smile and forget any horrible incident instantaneously. She puts up a strong front in front of people, but only the dead and silent night will see her weak side.&lt;br /&gt;Even those who know me well don’t even know the me. She hides it well, casting all problems aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Saturaday, 21 October 2006, 11.08pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116140049749202765?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116140049749202765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116140049749202765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116140049749202765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116140049749202765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/10/emotional-me.html' title='Emotional me'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116126096835114644</id><published>2006-10-19T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T05:29:28.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;haiz! first week of school just passby like that. haha. it always passby in a breeze. lol. Because for this week tuesday and friday no school! woohooo.... hahaha... But the lessons, can't take it. It's either too long didnt attend lecture, forget the feeling of 'studying' or I'm just plain tired. lol. It's a torture for me to attend 8am lessons half awake after 30 minutes. Basically the timetable is horrible. Lol.. But alberty is clever to put his lessons after someone's lecture. in this way, no one can 'pon' his lessons. clever right? *shake head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;everyone is still the same. Except for Cy, so noisy, keep disturbing. I'm fun to poke fun at hor! lol.. Everytime call me auntie. Not sianz ar! I curse you ar! Hit more of your nose, confirm sneeze like me, imitate more lah. lol.. It's because of the haze, it's not that i'm having flu or whatever. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So sickening, the stupid hairdresser cut my hair till so ugly! i want to cut again. Lol.. it's uneven, you can just see the difference. lol. I must cut my hair twice before it's to my satisfaction. lol.. it's short hair leh, if it's long hair i don't mine. Because you can tie up your hair. *shake head &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahah, anyway, k-boz tomorrow. Yea! take photos then blog, buaiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Date so big also no use! It's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thursday, 19 October 2006, 8.22pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116126096835114644?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116126096835114644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116126096835114644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116126096835114644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116126096835114644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/10/sch.html' title='sch!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116074461535943572</id><published>2006-10-13T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T06:03:35.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea Drama Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;School is starting soon. Soooooo sad! No more holidays to enjoy. No more watching of Korea Drama when I'm free. No more sleeping late and waking up late. So many 'No'. LOL.. The tiemtable really horrible. Must see Alberty for so many hours. Hehe, I'm goign youtube to watch 'The Vineyard Man', the leading actress is Yoon Eun Hye (Gong, Shen CaiJing). Hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friday, 13 October 2006 (Black Friday leh), 8.56pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116074461535943572?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116074461535943572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116074461535943572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116074461535943572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116074461535943572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/10/korea-drama-rocks.html' title='Korea Drama Rocks!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116039800865232271</id><published>2006-10-09T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T05:46:48.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the date is so big?-</title><content type='html'>There's problem with blogger. Can't upload photos. Square boxes instead of photos. School is going to start soon. Next week. I'm goign to dread going to school. Lessons till alte in the night on Monday. Really Monday blue. Morning lessons. Horrible! How am I suppose to wake up. I have been waking up at 12 for the whole holidays after I stop working. I really miss workign at John Little even though it is only for a mere 21 days. =) The seniors and promotors there are really friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date so big! But it's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 9 October 2006, 8.40pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116039800865232271?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116039800865232271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116039800865232271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116039800865232271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116039800865232271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-date-is-so-big.html' title='Why the date is so big?-'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-116011231877344365</id><published>2006-10-05T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:25:18.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haha =) I'm back with a new skin after so long. But the only thing is that the background id white colour. Can someone help me change it to sky blue? Declare myself crazy over The Princess Hours after watching it. I watch twice. It's such a nice drama. Anyway, not workign anymore. End of contract. Will miss those people there, even though it is a short working period. Stupid haze, make my nose sensitive once more. Sneezing away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh ya, Happy Birthday to Wanyi da jie. hahahha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friday, 6 October 2006, 1.16pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-116011231877344365?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/116011231877344365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=116011231877344365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116011231877344365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/116011231877344365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-skin.html' title='New Skin~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115915742188818118</id><published>2006-09-24T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:10:21.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>off day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;after working non-stop for the whole week, finally a 2 days off. haha. time to catch up with my sleep. so tired. feet aching from standing too long. but slowly getting use to it. The people there are very friendly and nice. lol. one of the promotor there is my upstairs neightbour. I dont even know she lives in my block. lol. it's such a small world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyway, got back this semester results. not really that good, but overall GPA got inprove a bit. Better than nothing right, even though it's still a 2. plus plus plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;off day still need to go for driving. poor me. LOL. never mind, just endure for a few more months than I need not attend lessons. muahahahahha......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;monday 25 september 2006 12.03pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115915742188818118?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115915742188818118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115915742188818118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115915742188818118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115915742188818118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/09/off-day.html' title='off day!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115839403814319648</id><published>2006-09-16T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T01:07:18.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;heyyy, I'm back from chalet for around 2 days already. Overall chalet was okay. Just that I keep sleeping. lol.. Anyway, started working already. Quite fun. The aunties and promotors there are very good to us. Just noraml folding, packing, scanning things and do some fitting room duty. Not very tedious job. But next week it is going to be hectic. Working for the whole week. From morning till night. I'm going off to work soon. Till the next entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Saturday 16 September 2006 4.01pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115839403814319648?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115839403814319648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115839403814319648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115839403814319648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115839403814319648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/09/wee.html' title='Wee~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115746166098010153</id><published>2006-09-05T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T06:07:40.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Heeeyyy.. So bored now. Went for the John Little training today at specialist center. There's 2 hour break in betwee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AND.... I got to taste the feeling of walking alone in the 'big' orchard. LOL! Baddie Ln keeping teasing me and 'keking' me. I want to watch 'Gong' again you know. Don't kek me when I start working k? hahaha..... Imagine, you are at Orchard, walking alone aimlessly, feeling bored, 2 hours to spare, eating alone. Sad right? LOL. Ln not working lah, or else I can go Taka to disturb. Hahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quick! Chalet quickly arrive. I'm longing for this day, where I'm not stuck at home. Hahaha.. Bixia, let's play captain ball in the water, sand castle, buried CY in the sand. Hahahahha.... Woah! Hope at night really go and catch prawn. Hahaha... Let's sing our hearts out of got time. So Bx, no sore throat ok. Hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haiz..... Going to be a busy holiday. But it's not goign to be a boring routine one. Hahaha.. Ok, time for TV again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tuesday 5 September 2005 9.01pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115746166098010153?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115746166098010153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115746166098010153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115746166098010153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115746166098010153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/09/lonely.html' title='Lonely~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115728715504476345</id><published>2006-09-03T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T05:39:15.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>宫</title><content type='html'>Hehe.. I'm back to blog. Hahaha.. Too free nowadays yeah! Waiting for work to start and class chalet. Hope it will be a fun one. haha.. Or else you will see me sleeping throughout. LOL.. 宫 is such a nice show. Waiting for  (Gong) 宫2 to be filmed and released. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/751/522/320/Princess%20Hours.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are new-comers. But after this show they are so popular. Hahaha.. I'm addicted to this show. Oh man! I'm going to watch the 2nd time again. That's the problem of too much time on hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115728715504476345?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115728715504476345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115728715504476345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115728715504476345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115728715504476345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='宫'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115700422574033450</id><published>2006-08-30T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:03:45.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO more exams!</title><content type='html'>Yoz!!! I'm back! No more exams. Holidays is here. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally break away from those thick books and tons of tutorials. Hahaha.. Slacking time is here again. I think I'm crazy. I watched 'Gong' durign exam period. LOL! Shouldn't have started watching it on Saturday. It's a very nice and touching show anyway. LOL. Now it's time to chiong ' wo jiao jin san shun'. Hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway will MIA for awhile. Hahah.. Because I got a job durign the holidays yeah! No more routine and $$$. Hahaha.. Class chalet is here again. Hope this time round will be fun yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo, time for Tv again. Hahahaha.. Don;t call me Tv freak ok. And stupid Justin I DUN GO MARKET lah. LOL.. stupid guy.. Don't know idiot started that. You 3 wolves. *shake head. Hahahahahhaha.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115700422574033450?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115700422574033450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115700422574033450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115700422574033450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115700422574033450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-more-exams.html' title='NO more exams!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115544876143690582</id><published>2006-08-12T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T22:59:21.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring life</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time since i last blog. Let me start blogging from National Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9 Aug (Wed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A normal day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Was intending to go for NDP BUT why must we have exams on the 10th? LOL. When all schools are having holidays, poly students are stuck ins chool. And we are the 'suay' ones. Exams fall on 10th. PnC (a crap module, and I don't understand why there's exam) and PIC. The module which I don't understand well yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Conclusion, spend the whole day studying PIC. hahaha.. As for PnC, i only spend 28 mins to be precise studying while I'm on the train to school for mornign paper. Which is this crap paper lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10 Aug (Thurs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't remember what I do. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Orh! Exams. Hahaha.. Spend half of the day in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Was sneezing away as usual. I think my nose don't like me. Keep sneezing at the wrong time. Hate feeling 'half dead' while having exam. Imagine you are about to write down the answer when you sneeze. Your answer gone with your sneeze. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Didnt have time to finish PIC. I remember doing those tutorial questions. But when it comes to paper, hmmmm, I remeber those steps, but I don't know lah. Block. Stupid me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;11 Aug (Fri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;WAke up early in the morning for DRIVING! So crap. I don;t even wake up so early for school. Driving at 8. But the instructor remember wrong timing. 8.30. So bleahz, I can sleep half hour more man. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hahaha.. so funny. I almost hit into a lorry if i didnt brake in time. hahah.. i wasn't concentrating on that day of driving. I was so sleepy. LOL.. Didn't really drive properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Learning reversing next. Since I cleared all the test routes. Hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sleeepppppp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;12 Aug (Sat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Went Expo for the Library books sales. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So many kiasu people pushing and following those trolleys when new books come. LOL&gt; typical Singaporeans yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The books are mess up. Quite difficult to find those titles you want. Was intending to buy those past issues of National Geographic but can't see any of that in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bought 2 books in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Not those titles that I want to buy. I just want to book some books to show that I didn't waste a trip there. Hahaha.. Spend 1 hour plus ride to Expo of course must buy something right? LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Was intending to go Airport with my sis since it's only 1 station difference. But tired me want to go home to sleep. Hahaha.. I know I'm pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But what to do. I'm leading a boring life. Hahaha.. This is call leading a life to the fullest. Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;13 Aug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm here to do reports  and things for my mum. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;See it's boring right? I shall not bore all of you guys to death. Haha.. I'm off to class blog to disturb CY. hahaha.. Shoot him till no value left. Hahahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;13 August 2006 (Sunday) 1.53pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115544876143690582?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115544876143690582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115544876143690582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115544876143690582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115544876143690582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/08/boring-life.html' title='Boring life'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115496102293873844</id><published>2006-08-07T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T07:30:22.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arbish ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Semester Project Presentaion was like hmmm, stress and nervous. LOL. Imagine after Bixia's group and before Shikin's group. All so pro. LOL. I was stumbling with my words when i present. But overall it's ok lah.. Haha.. Yes! 5 modules left. This thurs PIC and PnC. LOL.. Oh man! The module that i didnt listen, PIC. Can someone please help me? Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sianz ar! LOL.. my good old sis is treating me Sakae Sushi tomorrow. Haha.. Bribe her into treating me, cuz she wants to eat what. So i say you treat then I go. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, buaizbuaiz. Need to get back to my studies. I'm getting sick of learning driving man. LOL.. Not fun =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;7 August 2006 (Monday), 10.24pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115496102293873844?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115496102293873844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115496102293873844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115496102293873844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115496102293873844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/08/arbish.html' title='Arbish ~'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115470273994488541</id><published>2006-08-04T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T07:45:39.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>So boring. Reports. reports and reports. Who ask me last minute. since semester ending so there's more reports to clear. Sianz. Sem Proj on mon. Once again, need to wear formal. I don't like wearing formal. So hot. And i look older in it lah.. LOL.. Nothing to up. I only know Ln is a baddie. Haha.. We are all clumsy people. Haha.. No 'shu nu' hahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115470273994488541?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115470273994488541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115470273994488541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115470273994488541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115470273994488541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/08/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115392005540654143</id><published>2006-07-26T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T06:20:55.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>star-struck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/751/522/1600/xuanxuan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A normal school day but a twist of events. Actually Junyang's campus concert only. But........................... Hong Kong actress Xuanxuan in NYP! She's so chio. (without her acting costume ok). For those who don't know who's she, link.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://binmayong.51.net/images/xuanxuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://binmayong.51.net/images/xuanxuan.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sharon was at FJ eating when suddenly they saw her eating. They were like is that her. After that they saw cameraman and staffs. On closer look, it's really her. Oh my god! (star-struck) Siok and I walk all the way from Grassroot to FJ! LOL.. Hmmm, we were sitting close to the staff corner. They asked us, together with CY's sis if we want to act as their 'extras'. we agreed. Was so funny. We walk and walk like what normal extras do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After which went for JunYang's concert. I only like the song 'sha sha de shui'. LOL. Stupid him, throw posters everywhere except to my direction lah. LOL. I want the poster lor. LOL. Zzzzzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After that went back for 'extra' again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Actually want Xuanxuan to sign on my phone. I don't mind sacrificing my phone for her autograoh. But sad, when I asked her she says they are rushing for time. Can't sign. Sobsob =( I think she also don't want to sign. Later she sign for one all crowd around her. Never ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, when I reach home, Shikin called me. Stupid, should call me earlier. Haha. Terrance Cao, Joanne Peh, Constance song, Fann wong are at nursing block. But too bad, if alvin Ng is there, I and Siok will not mind the distance. We will chiong back just to see 'shuai ge'. Hahahahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway Junyang's campus concert was okay. LOL..But seriously speaking he's not tall for a guy. But he's singing is fabulous. Hahah.. Or else how he became runner up for competition right? hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hmmm, conclusion. should bring camera everyday. For the first time i bought camera, so many artists are in NYP! LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;26 July 2006 Wednesday 9.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115392005540654143?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115392005540654143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115392005540654143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115392005540654143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115392005540654143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/07/star-struck.html' title='star-struck'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115382787593651064</id><published>2006-07-25T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T04:44:36.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Key Siao"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahahahha.. I'm back to blog. Yes! Tomorrow Junyang is coming for campus concert. Haha.. We did something very funny. we 'kop' the paper of.......... Guess yourself. Anyway it was at night. No one around. So it's okay. Haha.. At least I'm not as pro as Sharon. South Canteen. Lol.. Yeah! I want to go out. Haha.. I want to buy shoes, sport shoes and T-shirts. No more shirts to wear. And they are bad, they say I'm hang-ten ambassador. Haha.. If that's the case, I must ask for money right? Then next time I will have free shirts to wear. Anyway think too much. Haha.. I think too bored in school nowadays. That's why crapping more and more now. LOL.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm so bored. And I don't feel like doing P&amp;C now. Reports too. Project inclusive. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think I'm going crazy while Bx is enthu for sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OH YA! Must write this down. Ln very bad. Almost make my head 'fly' out from it's resting place. Haha.. So violent. (shake head). Want my head to roll into the fountain is it? Hahah... Bao Li man. Continue to shake head. Ln is getting violent as the day goes by. Haha.. And me I'm becoming less violent as the day goes by. Don't vomit okay. Haha.. I still want this blog to be clean and bateria free. Haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enough of my crapping. Buaiz-Buaiz =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;25 July 2006 (Tuesday) 7.39pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115382787593651064?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115382787593651064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115382787593651064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115382787593651064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115382787593651064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/07/key-siao.html' title='&quot;Key Siao&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115356116976172542</id><published>2006-07-22T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:39:29.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm back to blog after so long. LOL. Stupid Wanyi full of crap. Anyhow type in your blog. Later I match-make you then you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I think Bixia addicted to basketball already. Yesterday 2pm then start lesson, early in the morning 10 they started playing. Even Ln and St were there. Played basketball in the afternoon too, Hubert is so funny. Haha, like monkey like that. And Justin, the energetic energizer. Never say die. Full of energy. LOL. At last, netball. Wee.. the basketball can fit into the nertball net. Haha. Wanyi played with us. But someone was hmm... Better not say. We know will do. Haha.. Bixia the wolverine. I think her fingernails too long. Scratched almost everyone. LOL. But nevermind, not pain at all, so need not apologized. It's normal. There will be scratches or bruises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So long didn't play netball, forget everything already. Haha, looking at ln adn Bx discussing very funny. Anyway, no more Friday lessons. Yeah! Can sleep. Haha.. Time to replenish my beauty sleep. Hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hmmm, hope Shirley is fine. She's a strong girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Saturday 22 July 2006 5.34pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115356116976172542?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115356116976172542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115356116976172542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115356116976172542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115356116976172542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back-to-blog-after-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115294980514436496</id><published>2006-07-15T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:50:05.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Title-less</title><content type='html'>hey.. where's my previous post? lost? poof! arg! haha.. nevermind. shall type again.&lt;br /&gt;Pass my final theory already. Waiting for my practical test. Guess when is it? Haha.. Last second day of the year. 30 July. Haha.. Shall wait. At least I get to drive before this year end. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;My hair really sucks man. So ugly. Can't satnd. LOL.. I'm going to dye and highlight it. Haha. So ugly. Buay Tahan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115294980514436496?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115294980514436496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115294980514436496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115294980514436496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115294980514436496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/07/title-less.html' title='Title-less'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115279677970395039</id><published>2006-07-13T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:19:39.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAss Final Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115279677970395039?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115279677970395039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115279677970395039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115279677970395039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115279677970395039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/07/pass-final-theory.html' title='PAss Final Theory'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115260343305939844</id><published>2006-07-11T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:37:13.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Define Friend</title><content type='html'>Hey.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Happy Birthday to Justin =) One year older already, muahahha.. By the way, instead of letting your BMW rot, let me drive first. I will help you wear out the tyres, and when you drive you will feel comfortable. hahaha.. I'm good right? LOL.. Must thanks me okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone define what's friends? Hmm, a lot of stuffs are crossing my mind nowadays. Maybe when you grow 'old' year by year, your thinking and mindset will change. Anyway, I'm the kind who don't think far. Just live as if there's no tommorow. I may seems happy, but who knows when am I really happy. I may paste  a smile on my face but deep down............ Maybe the path I have gone through made me into what am I today. Emotionless (Fake emotion) Only the dark sky know what I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why lead a dark and enclosed life? Happiness there shall be =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid timing is still wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 11 July 2006 3.32pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115260343305939844?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115260343305939844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115260343305939844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115260343305939844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115260343305939844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/07/define-friend.html' title='Define Friend'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115209352753947584</id><published>2006-07-05T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T02:58:47.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heeeey, I'm back to blog. Anyway, knowing of results is very scary. Your heartbeat will increase to don't know how many per second. The tense atmosphere make you feel frighten, and you will begin to prepare yourself for the worse. The anxiety of one varies. haha.. As for me, I'm normally quite positive but my heartbeat will still beat very fast. Sometimes you can almost feel your heart jumping out of your body. LOL.. Anyway, it's over. Just do better next time ;(&lt;br /&gt;What should I blog about now. Nothing to blog lah. Oh ya, Chuxiang's birthday today. Happy Birthday yea. You are old too. Muahahhahah....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115209352753947584?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115209352753947584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115209352753947584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115209352753947584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115209352753947584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/07/heeeey-im-back-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115175688520367843</id><published>2006-07-01T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T05:28:05.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianz life</title><content type='html'>woohooo, common test is finally over. finally can relax and play. muahahha.. HMT is easier lah, why everyone says reactor. LOL, maybe i didnt really study reactor that's why. Hmmm, anyway, I didnt get sick during test. But immediately after exams, today flu. So sickening. Rushing project time. Since we slack for so long already. What a boring life. Everything revolves round SCHOOL! Arg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115175688520367843?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115175688520367843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115175688520367843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115175688520367843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115175688520367843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/07/sianz-life.html' title='Sianz life'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115113798720307705</id><published>2006-06-24T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:33:07.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>running nose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;back to update since someone complained that she update more than i do. lol. crap. busy catching my nose back. but i studied too ok. lol.. since my nose is running away, this means that exams are coming. crap big time. the whole exam room will be filled with my sneezing sound. enjoy it ok, haha.. a form of music. opps.. the whole class is going to curse me again, if i sneeze. lol.. sianz ar! study again. gotta go. since i slack for 1 week plus.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115113798720307705?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115113798720307705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115113798720307705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115113798720307705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115113798720307705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/06/running-nose.html' title='running nose'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-115063661598169178</id><published>2006-06-18T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T06:16:55.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yoz. back to blog. haha. i'm tired. sleepy. almost miss my stop yesterday when i came back from camp. lol.. too tired. for the first time, i didnt sleep for the whole day. was extremely tired after that. haha.. ln agree with me that jon kee will make a good brother, actually almost everyone agree. haha. how i wish he's really my brother. that will be so good. haha.. how i wish i have an older sister or brother. that will be so cool and fun. haha.. at least got people to listen to you and understand whta you have been going through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the perfect older sibiling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- teach me when i'm in doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- share things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-willing to let me bully. muahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-buy lots of things for me. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haha.. fuchang and jon kee can be a good brother leh. justin too. anyway, sad. i only have 2 younger ones. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok, gotta get back to my final theory driving book. tomorrow evaluation. lol. sianz.. still got common test. quickly get over. lol. i still haven't study. i only touch one sets of hmt notes. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-115063661598169178?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/115063661598169178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=115063661598169178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115063661598169178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/115063661598169178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/06/brother.html' title='brother'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-114992969256707182</id><published>2006-06-10T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T05:30:39.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>break is here!</title><content type='html'>haha. back to update. people complaining. Friday is such a wonderful day. Every Friday I mean. Played basketball and run a few rounds yesterday. My stamina is horrible. LOL.. Need to regain my stamina. haha.. For the first time I think basketball is fun. haha.. But i'm blur sometimes lah. haha.. Everytime forget need to go out. Haha.. Next time if I want to shoot, I will say cannot before shooting. haha. Cuz definately go in. haha.. Hmm, let's plan activities for the next club meeting ok.. haha.. Sai kang says so. haha.. 2 weeks break is finally here. But I'm going to rot and relax myself first before studying for common test. sianz. Nowadays, my test is either people give me hints or I'm cheating (copy). Because I really don't know how to do. Shit big time man! I really need to put in double effort in studying. The HMT test i only get C-. LOL. Furthermore, with hints from next class. Imagine without hints, what grades will I get. PIC is really hopeless. Luckily, Tree was sitting beside me. Or else I'm really dead meat. Thanks a lot ar. He really helped me a lot for my test. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Let me upload the chalet pictures. Nevermind, internet got problem. Can't uplaod. Very slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,10 June 2006,4.51pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-114992969256707182?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/114992969256707182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=114992969256707182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114992969256707182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114992969256707182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/06/break-is-here.html' title='break is here!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-114899524341582052</id><published>2006-05-30T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T06:20:43.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Welcome to a boring blog. LOL. I really don't know what to blog about. When I view others blog, I feel that their lives are so interesting. And mine... Guess.. All involve school and nothing else. Oh ya, still got driving. Boring life. I really miss secondary school. So much fun and laughter there. I miss Girl Guide, not the teacher okay. LOL.. Frankly speaking, I miss Mr Ho. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmmm, I feel that the 'Jessie' now is not what i used to be. The 'Jessie' now keeps everything deep down into her heart. But maintains a smile paste on her face. But is she really happy? I don't know. Haha.. Maybe somethings that is not meant to happen in her life happen and make her an introvert person now. Boring life. LOL.. Daily routine repeats itself day after day. Most time spent in school anyway. LOL.. Sianz.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tuesday, 30 May 2006. 9.17pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-114899524341582052?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/114899524341582052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=114899524341582052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114899524341582052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114899524341582052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/05/sianz_30.html' title='Sianz'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-114846810144691527</id><published>2006-05-24T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T03:55:06.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time driving =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Haha! I'm back to blog about my first time in car. And I'm not at the back seat, sitting there;sleeping. I'm in the driver seat. Haha! Ok, I think I'm blur like sotong (like shuting) haha! Cuz initially, the instructor, who is my mum's friend, I thought he teach auto car. But when I turned up, i was stun. Manual car. So conclusion, I'm learning manual.. Lol.. So, stupid CY and Panda, don't curse me. Haha! Can someone agree with me that girls are better drivers as we don't speed? Haha! Anticipating Cy learning driving. Cuz i can guarantee chop, he will look at people in the next car. If that's a chio bu, imagine what will happen. haha.. Up to your own imagination ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ok, first, the instructor talk so much crap, and i just keep saying 'hmm', 'orh' and nod my head. Haha.. I think only 99% enter into my head. haha.. And, best thing, I drive all the way back from Sungei Tengeh. Haha.. I was like some big shot occupying the whole left lane lah.. All cars shun me like pest.. Haha.. Stupid clutch, why are you there. I always forget to clutch before changing gear. LOL! Heyeh, I'm good at estimating how many cars length in front of me leh. LOL! At first I hold the steering wheel like there's no tomorrow. After awhile then i relax. Haha.. First time touching a crap piece of steering wheel. Normal lah.. Haha.. Actually I don't feel nervous at all when I'm at the driver seat. Haha.. But, playing Daytona is much more fun. As i can crash and hit the cars in front of me. Haha.. I think I can play manual in Daytona the next time. Haha.. Almost the same.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, after my lesson, when i stepped out of the car, I feel like I'm floating in the air. Haha.. Sit for too long. And the car is not as comfortable as my'old' family car. Haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Gotta get back to work. There's Semester Project presentation tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wednesday (24 May 2006) 6.51pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-114846810144691527?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/114846810144691527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=114846810144691527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114846810144691527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114846810144691527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-time-driving.html' title='First time driving =)'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-114795820763826428</id><published>2006-05-18T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T06:16:47.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>title-less</title><content type='html'>Heey, I'm back after so long. Hehe.. Anyway, no one miss me right? Stupid CY and Ln, talking nonsense in class tag.. lol.. You guys want the whole world to know is it? LOL! Anyway, school is sooo.. Hmm, how should I pharse it? Hmm, not really fun. And theose modules are so difficult to comprehend immediately. Oh man! How am I going to survive? Today reactor systems test, hopeless. I don't know a few questions. 10 marks per questions. Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;So boring, anyone wants to watch Da Vinci Code? Seems like a nice movie..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got nothing to do now. Haha! Don't feel like starting on report. Because I don't know how to write. After so long, my lab report 'skills' has gone a bit of rusty. haha!&lt;br /&gt;So, au voir! Gotta get back to studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 18 May 2006. 9.13pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-114795820763826428?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/114795820763826428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=114795820763826428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114795820763826428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114795820763826428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/05/title-less.html' title='title-less'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8024214.post-114744096564376261</id><published>2006-05-12T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T06:36:05.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday 12 May 2006 9.32pm&lt;br /&gt;Back to blog! Hmm, Study, Study, Study. So boring. Projects piling up once again. Haha.. And lab reports soon. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;What should I update? There's nothing to update actually. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Ln, thought She's those innocent and quiet type. LOL! Shoot me on Thursday lecture. Stuupid girl.. Haha.. Anyhow say. SEE lah.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, boring life here. So don't let me dwell about it. Haha.. Let me continue talking bad about LN since she's going to tag later on. Haha. She and her 'cultured' hubby of hers. Head so big. Everytime block our view. ST buy you big head voodoo, why don't put it on your bag. So cute. Like you leh, because big head. Hahaha.. OK, lame. Better not let her twinnie see this post. Or else I'm going to get beaten up by both of them. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, modules are getting tougher. And I'm afraid that I can't do well for my common test. Shit! How to score a 3 this semester? LOL.. Can someone help me? haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8024214-114744096564376261?l=perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/feeds/114744096564376261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8024214&amp;postID=114744096564376261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114744096564376261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8024214/posts/default/114744096564376261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perfection-exist-in-reality.blogspot.com/2006/05/friday-12-may-2006-9.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08308411151178647198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
