<?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-5061803577571765862</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:02:37.333-07:00</updated><category term='cool'/><title type='text'>White-daze</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061803577571765862.post-495619615031379489</id><published>2007-08-15T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:55:21.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wondering</title><content type='html'>What is the purpose of life? Why am I leading this kind of life? Do I hav a choice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-495619615031379489?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/495619615031379489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=495619615031379489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/495619615031379489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/495619615031379489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/08/wondering.html' title='wondering'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-5048400899900283520</id><published>2007-08-13T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T05:15:52.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sch visit</title><content type='html'>August 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I went back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DaZhong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pri&lt;/span&gt;. Warm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;welcum&lt;/span&gt; by both colleagues and students. It is a place full of beautiful memories. This is truly a place that I will label as home. Once again the urge of teaching back my students stirred up my mind. I tot the students would hav forgotten abt me but wow they still rmb me depite my change in appearance. I am touched, I am truly touched. I can't stop this euphoric emotion from taking over. Although I only stayed ard from half an hour, it feels great. I enjoyed the smiles of students and colleagues. Luv ya...muacks...Oh ya oral exam is coming up, good luck to everyone. Hope that all my stude3nts will perform well for their exams.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  In the afternoon, I met out wif my mei, Song Chee for lunch. We went to sakue for a simple lunch. SC suddenly greeted me with a veri veri early bdae present. Thanks wor. We hanged out at WM and JP for awhile before goin off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hav visited DZ, what's next? MAybe JJ the next time ba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-5048400899900283520?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/5048400899900283520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=5048400899900283520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/5048400899900283520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/5048400899900283520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/08/sch-visit.html' title='Sch visit'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-7924598318576652653</id><published>2007-08-12T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T06:01:01.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ties tat bind</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;juz&lt;/span&gt; watched "Secret" by Jay Chou. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; movie, probably the movie of the year. The movie focused mainly on music and Jay ability to command music. The lead characters definitely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt; the looks especially "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt;" who travelled through time via "secret" piano piece. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;xtremely&lt;/span&gt; cute! The plot was very touching, even people who are music p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hilistine will be moved by the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;  The long awaiting outing finally arrived. LingXiang and I co-organised the outing proved to be a success. 14 people(ShuHui, ChiaXuan, YuQi, SiewHui, Jessie Ting, KaiLIn, Eve, SerPing, XinRui, Angel, QingRui, WeeKiat, LingXing and ME)  turned up for the outing-the highest no since the last outing at east coast. The class reunion indicated tat the bonding within the class still holds. We met at Bona Vista MRT and went to The Settler Cafe for some bonding session. The Settler is a new place of interest for people to hang out. We played games there and catched up wif the rest. I am glad to hear there most of them are doing fine in uni and army. After havin fun there we went to party world at Clementi. After singing for few hrs, most of them left while LX, QR and I went to hav dinner at mac. We bidded farewell after dinner. Guess what? It was so coincident that I was in the same cabin with our guards man, Yi cher and his "platoonmates". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;The short meeting and encounter realli rejuvenated me from the mental and physical fatigue. I hope tat we will hav time to meet out together again soon. All the best to everyone frm 05s01. JiaYou! Perhaps this is juz the beginning of our beautiful and long lasting friendship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-7924598318576652653?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/7924598318576652653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=7924598318576652653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/7924598318576652653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/7924598318576652653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/08/ties-tat-bind.html' title='The ties tat bind'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-1281001202938630649</id><published>2007-08-09T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:09:00.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>It has been quite awhile since i last updated my blog. Anyway Happy National Day to all. This yr celebration of national day differ slightly from the previous yr. Not only is it a high rated and unprecedented event, the process of preparing for national day adds the depth and meaning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This yr our unit got chosen to organised the event which debut at the marina bay. I was one of the lucky or unlucky(depends on how you view it) ones to be excluded from the actual preparation for the event. A group of us were single out to perform guard duties instead, so we didn't get the chance to perform or even help out back/front stage of the event. We had lots of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wkend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; burnt and clocked a total of at least 14duties per person. However, the shortlisted 8 including me were given a chance to help moving the instruments for the Chinese Orchestra from Singapore conference hall. The best part was we got to book out early than the rest. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Occasionally&lt;/span&gt;, we got the chance to go down to marina to see how the preparation and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year everyone is busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wif&lt;/span&gt; their stuff -the guys in army while the gals in uni. Thus, I celebrated National Day with my family instead. We walked all the way down from Clarke quay area to prevent potential jamming area at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;suntec&lt;/span&gt; there. After dinner we walked through the seafood walkway to camp outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NDP&lt;/span&gt;. It was flooded with people. We waited for half an hour before the dazzling fireworks lit up the sky. It was beautiful. The fireworks signified the closure of NDP. We went to eat the Hokaiddo ice cream at river front" The Central" there. The shopping was newly constructed. We went ard window shopping. I saw the white shades that I was lookin for. Maybe I will drop by one of these day to get it. Anyway, it was an enjoyable dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I hav to pack my stuff and return back to camp for guard duty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-1281001202938630649?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/1281001202938630649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=1281001202938630649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1281001202938630649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1281001202938630649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-8209338336228766684</id><published>2007-06-23T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T21:53:38.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last moment</title><content type='html'>Enjoying my last moment before going into army. Now I can only pray hard that everything goes well inside the camp and I will have a great buddy. I will miss my family, friends and students. 20 months more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-8209338336228766684?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/8209338336228766684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=8209338336228766684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/8209338336228766684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/8209338336228766684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-moment.html' title='Last moment'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-6196325785966242205</id><published>2007-06-22T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:05:10.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed Up</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning at 1000, I received my army posting. Intially, I thought I was going to Military Police but I was wrong. Guess what? They gave me bridge engineer aka combat engineer. I am going to stuck in seletar camp for 20 months. DAMN. I am so screwed up! Seriously, I dun see any point of serving army. If i'm given a choice I would have long migrated to somelse. Singapore isn't a realli nice place to live in especially when u r a fit guy. In seletar camp, I can forsee that I will be going outfield almost everyday and I have to eat the horrible combat ration(it taste worse than rotten vege). Somehow I have to put on cameo everyday and my face will eventually get ROTTEN. My future is extremely bleak now. I may die or seriously injure during the training because combat engineer is the most high risking thing. I don't think I have a future. All my dreams shattered in an instant. All tat I have worked so hard to achieve can go down to drain. I am super negative about my vocation now. Have you ever wonder what is worse than hell? ARMY!!! ARMY doesn't make sense to me at all. Where is my freedom? My army life sux. To all those going to senseless vocation: good luck and live well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-6196325785966242205?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/6196325785966242205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=6196325785966242205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/6196325785966242205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/6196325785966242205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/06/screwed-up.html' title='Screwed Up'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-1759045895127806697</id><published>2007-06-16T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T17:54:32.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BMT completed (part 2)</title><content type='html'>My apologies for the foul language used in previous post. I was trying to portray how people in army usually communicate which I found it quite disturbing for me. Perhaps I should have used a nicer way to describle...Never mind I shall continue with the army story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 7th wk of our army we were forced to shift from the usual accomodation area in Ladang to Rocky Hills. Through the name it seems tat Rocky Hill sounds cool to stay in but wait things always go what u expected. Rocky Hill, originally the old SISPEC( place where sgt are trained) was a horrendous place to step foot in. Although the bunk was bigger than our previous one in Ladang, it was filled with dirt and dust tat can easily reach up to 5cm thick. The toilet bowls were prone to choking. Occassionally, spooky and unexplained stuff does happen e.g platoon-mates saw figures which disappeared in an instant, lock will open on itself. During my stay there, I am glad tat I did not actually encountered any weird occurrence. I can't imagine if I happened to face one how am I going to react. Our slping time at Rocky Hill was pathetic. We onli managed to slp from 12 to 5. When other companies were resting in their bunks located in Ladang, we can onli sit in the training shed where birds will fly past to shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the 9 wks, I could see people from different family, school background and people who possessed draconian characters. Frankly speaking, I had a slight culture shock when I first stepped foot on tat island becoz commanders there used tremendous amount of expletive and majority were smokers. (I hate smokers) They were boorish in their language. What amazed me was they can construct sentences with at least 1 crude word in each sentence. They always find excuses to cover up thier mistakes and poor planning. In army, trainings weren't as easy as it seems. However, through the darkness one can always find light tat illuminates their way. In army, I got the chance to widen my social circles. Friends like Weiming, stanley , weesong and many more may nv come by if not of army. Yet this doesn't change my initial perpective of army: time wastage. If i'm given a choice I would not wanna be part of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-1759045895127806697?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/1759045895127806697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=1759045895127806697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1759045895127806697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1759045895127806697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/06/bmt-completed-part-2.html' title='BMT completed (part 2)'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-8828223793360078646</id><published>2007-06-14T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T17:00:45.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BMT completed (part 1)</title><content type='html'>Viewer discretion: Text may contain language that is unsuitable for viewer below 18.&lt;br /&gt;Wow it has been a long time since i last updated my bloggy. I can't believe i had survived through 9 wks of army. I just came back from the lan shop enjoying dota and CS with my platoon-mates. Now I have to backtrack to the past 9 wks. I guessed i have to cracked my brains recalling what had happened and find the appropriate words to describe it. This is definitely gonna be a long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite, yesterdae was my POP. It was the greastest day I ever had in Tekong. We woke up at ard 0800 which was the lastest timing for us to wake up throughout the BMT. We did area cleaning after breakfast. The toilet bowl continued to get stuck. Bing Hong and I dug out the shit from the toilet bowl the dae before and we hav to ensure the toilet bowl is cleared before we pass out. So it wasn't a good experience for us. After area cleaning we were sent back to our old Ladang camp for POP by the tonner, a big truck but a roller coaster in disguise. We rehearsed the parade for the last time after lunch. Before i forgot, I started respect platoon sgt Roy ever since he became our contingent sgt. I used to hate him alot as he was harsh on me when i was on status during field camp and always scold "C B" in a loud and crude fashion. But he gav us welfare and took care of us during parade. Fav quote from him" f*** it". The last song he led us when we were marching to Tekong parade squared still rings in my head now. We started marching to Tekong parade square for POP at 1515. Mixed feelings gotten all over me. I am going to miss some of my platoon-mates and the times we had on this small little island known as Tekong though I dislike the hardship. Time for the BIG SHOW at 1545! We marched into the parade square. Then when it was time for our parents to help us put on the jockey cap, I felt a sense of relief when I saw my parents approaching. As my mum put on the jockey cap cap it was as if tat I was free from the chain tat shackled me to this arduous journey in Tekong. After the parade we bid the last farewell to Tekong at least for now. Plt sgt Alvin, sgt Mike, sgt Fiq and luqman went to sent us off. I managed to get a snapshot wif Alvin and Mike.I went to grandma house to fetch my bro and grandparents then we travelled all the way to Nihon Mura at Jurong West area with my family after POP. We queued there for almost 45 mins. It was alreadi near 9 before I enjoyed my first sushi. To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-8828223793360078646?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/8828223793360078646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=8828223793360078646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/8828223793360078646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/8828223793360078646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/06/bmt-completed-part-1.html' title='BMT completed (part 1)'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-8028027785259647524</id><published>2007-04-11T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T08:32:11.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cseQyu__llQ/Rhz_MUWSMbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K9QM0fUzmy0/s1600-h/MH.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052193469088543154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cseQyu__llQ/Rhz_MUWSMbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K9QM0fUzmy0/s320/MH.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tat is me. Before army&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/5061803577571765862-8028027785259647524?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/8028027785259647524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=8028027785259647524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/8028027785259647524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/8028027785259647524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/04/tat-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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/_cseQyu__llQ/Rhz_MUWSMbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K9QM0fUzmy0/s72-c/MH.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061803577571765862.post-6658411627232050804</id><published>2007-04-11T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T08:24:47.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Army time!</title><content type='html'>This is going to be my be last post be my last post before army. I am packing up stuff now. My bag is kinda heavy. I am having mixed feelings now. This is somehow similar to the time when I was anticipating my orientation camp in JJ. I had an amazing day with WenHan and OG27 clique. I met out with Wen Han and Deanic todae for a simple lunch. Deanic left after lunch. WenHan and I slacked around Jurong East, catching up with some stuff and discussing champion league results. Man U stole the limelight by scoring 7 goals which totally demolished the hapless Roma. Essien scored the winner at closing stage to bring Chelsea to semi. In the evening, I met out with Bing He, Eunice, Yinghao, John and ZhengHui for dinner. Kinda great seeing them for the last time before going off.  Anyway, I am leaving for Tekong tml at 0930. I will miss my hair which has been with me since birth and my W850i which has served me well. Goodbye to all my family and friends. I will miss you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-6658411627232050804?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/6658411627232050804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=6658411627232050804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/6658411627232050804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/6658411627232050804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/04/army-time.html' title='Army time!'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-3826695309785098744</id><published>2007-04-10T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T01:13:09.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianzz</title><content type='html'>Yesterdae, I went for some training at the Bukit Panjang connector park. I was alone. I ran from one end of the park to the next. The weather was cloudy and windy. It was kinda shiok when I ran down the pathway cutting through the wind coming at my direction. The park was rather quiet at around 2 o'clock. While enjoying the placid and serene environment, I did lot of work out to prepare for army. Perhaps embracing the nature is a good way to relax ba. After exercising, it was boring same old stuff again. I bought the Pu Tao Yuan Zi Lian dvd to watch. The show was damn hilarious. Yoon Eun Hye was the main cast of the drama. She is damn cute and chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bac to the present. I am damn bored now. Sianz. Rite now I am staring blankly at the com. I can't stop the emptiness, misery and boredom from invading my life. Lose concentration in whateva things I do... When can I hav the freedom i want? when can I find true happiness? I'm not a very patient person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-3826695309785098744?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/3826695309785098744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=3826695309785098744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/3826695309785098744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/3826695309785098744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/04/sianzz.html' title='Sianzz'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-3297312206126690302</id><published>2007-04-08T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:25:53.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Fridae</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter day every1. I had quite a wonderful friday. Tat friday was good indeed. BingHe and OG27 clique organizesd a farewell party for me. Though not a grand and official one, it was undoubtedly a heart warming one. We went to Vivo for the sendoff. Sobx, I dun wanna leave but I hav to. BIngHe and I travelled together to Vivo first and met with the others( Eunice, Christine and Timothy). Due to food and budget problem we went to Food Republic for lunch. I bought the most expensive Nasi Lemak you can ever find in food court. Then, Ying Hao and Eunica arrived. Initially we intended to watch the reaping. We had already bought the tickets and sat in the cinema. Then, another group came claiming that we took their seats. We were frozen in the headlight-totally stunned at that moment. We checked our tickets and discovered that the timing they gave us was wrong. The manager refunded us the money in a "bu shuang" manner. It was such a mood spoiler. Since it was supposed to be a farewell outing and we were such a nice person we let the matter go without making a scene there. We went to the roof area to play poker-bridge. I was considered to as a newbie ba or in other words noob. I spent quite a short time mastering the skills of the game. Near evening, Christine, Timothy and Eunica left. Without the threesome we shifted to a corner to continue playing. After playing, we ate our dinner in food court at harbour front. After dinner, we went around for shopping and looking for my strawberry yogurt chocolate. I can't manage to find it even in candy empire. What a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, I pay my last visit to my grandmother house before going into army. I watched EPL there. Chelsea Versus Tottenham. Seriously, Chelsea isn't scoring enough goals but it didn't matter. Chelsea still won via an amazing 25 yards strike from Ricardo Cavalho. Actually, Drogba should have scored in the first minute when Shaun Philips Wright made an amazing run and crossed it right infront of Drogba. Nevertheless, it was 3 points closing up the gap with Man U. Then, the 2nd match which liverpool won. During halftime when i switched to Arsenal match, I happened to saw Zamora strike which further demolished the Gunners. Anyway, it was pretty lucky for Chelsea that Man U lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am extremely bored at home. A sense of loneliness dawn upon me perhaps long ago. When can I stop having tat emptiness and loneliness in me? Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thank you OG 27 for ur company. I realli enjoyed it. Don't worry, I will be fine in army. ZiZi thank for ur encouraging msg too:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-3297312206126690302?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/3297312206126690302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=3297312206126690302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/3297312206126690302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/3297312206126690302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-fridae.html' title='Good Fridae'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-3139822489723574498</id><published>2007-04-05T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T07:04:41.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the ZiZi</title><content type='html'>It was great to see Zi Ying again. I went out at around 11 plus and travelled all the way to NTU to meet Zi Zi. On the way to NTU I boarded 179, it was kinda awkward as ppl on the bus were older than me. Haha I felt younger for the first time. When I was waiting at the bridge I saw some1 wearing exactly the same shirt as mine. We stared at each other. It was yet another awkward situation. I felt kinda lonely at that time when I was waiting for Zi Zi but when she came the awkward and unfamiliar atmosphere dissipated. We went to NIE for lunch. Lunch was great with cutie Zi around, we had bak chor mee and fruit juice. We chatted for awhile, somehow I am envied of her sch life now. I realli miss school BIG TIME. At least sch can give me something to prove myself worthy and a target to fight for. I hate my boring life right now. After lunch, ZiZi drove me to her house near JP. She displayed her parking skills ermm not bad haha. We were supposed to go ECP for cycling but ZiZi was sick. So we decided to go somewhere nearer. Then, we watched Meet The Robinson at JP. It was definitely a better movie than haunted forest which I watched earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-3139822489723574498?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/3139822489723574498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=3139822489723574498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/3139822489723574498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/3139822489723574498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/04/meet-zizi.html' title='Meet the ZiZi'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-1133770565636829378</id><published>2007-04-01T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T07:20:16.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly highlight</title><content type='html'>Here comes the weekly highlight. On wed, I went out with OG 27 members and their friends for dinner at Marina Square. Another impromtu meeting. I reached there around 8 plus, I was already half dead and famished. We went to Carls junior for our dinner. I shared a chicken burger set with Bing He. It was a mess when I tried to separate the burger. Then, we played Indian poker which I lost during the 2nd round. I was forced to glurp down a cup of a combinationation of ice tea and other soda drinks. However, it was the couple Christine and Tim who got the limelight of the night. They shared a BiG size drink as a forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thurs, I went to hand in the supporting documents in NUS which will likely be my school the next time. On the way home I bought the new strawberry mag- a-cone. Cool outlook for a ice cream but taste a bit normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sat I met out with one of my OG 21 mate, Shan Wen. We hanged out in Plaza Sing and the Cathay. It had been a long time since I last met him. We had Burger King for dinner. Then, we decided to watch a movie which turned out to be a great disappointment. The no 23 was the movie we watched. The movie starred Jim Carrey as their main character Jean something Sparrow(can't rmb). That guy was obessessed with the number 23. The whole movie was about how the Sparrow guy trying to unravel the secret behind a book which epicted a murder case. There was a twist at the end. In the end, he found out that he was the real killer. Due to his obssession and pressure after killing the women, he tried to jump off the building but failed. Guess what? He sufferred from amnesia so he cannot remember anything he did. Ok it was a lame and screwed up movie. Nevertheless, I will still give 2 stars to it for the twist at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sun, I went out with Peg for a Bdae celebration at Plaza Sing. YEs, Plaza Sing again. Oh ya Happy Birthday Xiao Mei and Peg! She got tricked by me for getting into 2 wrong trains as it was april fool. Kinda lame isn't it? When we reached Plaza Sing, we went straight to Ichiban Sushi. I already had plans in mind for a mini Bdae celebration. We ate unadon and some sushi that cost a bomb. After lunch, we proceeded to look for a suitable movie to watch. Ok 2nd screwed up movie of the week: The forest of death. We went window shopping and browsing at various shops to wait for our movie. We bought Ben and Jerry Strawberry ice cream for the movie. The movie was extremely lame and boring. Thus, I shall not descirbe the worthless movie but I will still rate it half a star. After the movie, I bought a piece of cake for Peg and we went to "The secret garden"(the park opposite the PS) for a mini birthdae celebration. I sang the softest birthday song eva becoz we were sitting outside a bar and restaurant. Hope that she really enjoyed the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bad movies in a week isn't a good sign afterall. I am still waiting for the highly anticipated movies: The condemned, Spiderman 3, POC 3 and of course Harry potter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-1133770565636829378?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/1133770565636829378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=1133770565636829378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1133770565636829378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1133770565636829378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekly-highlight.html' title='Weekly highlight'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-2416232311627408414</id><published>2007-03-26T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T05:29:54.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring!!!</title><content type='html'>Typical jobless day. I am sick of it! I think this industry is saturated with lots of relief teachers, more and more people are switching to this line. Can't believe I actually turned down 2 offers yesterdae. I am full of regrets now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Last Sun, I went out with BingHe and Zhenghui to sentosa to see the last sight of the old sentosa which had been part of our memories. Initially, BingHe told me 5 people were going but in the end onli 3 of us. Nvm (guyz party then). We went to rent bicycles which costed around $12.50 for 2 hours per person. It was damn ex. We cycled through the remoted trails which appeared to be abandoned. It was cooling and thrilling when we glided down the steep slope cutting the wind blowing in opposite direction. This was also where i got my toes bloodied. when I was cycling down the steep slope a beam of light shore right onto my face. In a split second, i found myself losing control of my bike which was going to crash. My reflexes caused me to use my toe as a stopper to prevent serious damage. So, this was how i ended up injuring my toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  At around 1800+ we went to reserve seats for the 2nd last musical fountain. Despite the same old stuff , we were enjoying ourselves taking videos of the whole show. After the show ended, we were famished. We went to Kou Fu at the beach but most of the shops had already closed. The whole place was engulfed by frightening silent. The dim light helped to build up the eerie atmosphere. Perhaps it was not school holidays that's why shops closed very early bah. Anyway, I feel that sentosa realli need an extreme makeover. I am realli looking forward for the new and improved version. Goodbye musical fountain and visitor centre. Time for new changes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-2416232311627408414?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/2416232311627408414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=2416232311627408414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/2416232311627408414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/2416232311627408414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/03/boring.html' title='Boring!!!'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-7797781643892579508</id><published>2007-03-24T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T03:48:25.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>What a tiring day! Woke up at 7 in the morning when sun wasn't even shining at this part of hemisphere. It was all my brother's teacher fault. The msg for him to report to sch for leadership training was not accurate. Then, we had to travel all the way to his school before turning to Vivo for my dad's company movie day.Damn. I didn't have enough sleep because of that. I had to rush with breakfast, bathing and styling of hair in 30 mins. OMG. My usual timimg to "doll" up myself is around 45 mins.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached vivo, there were already some "Beanie" fans there. Then, we exchanged the coupons for popcorns and drinks. We proceeded to 2nd level of the cinema for lucky draw. Looking at packs of Mr Bean's Teddy for lucky dip, I felt a sense of euphoria. My dad bought 6 tickets, so chances of winning should be higher. Initially, I thought that I should hav at least 1 teddy as a consolation for being so early; however we did not even win one. SHit lah...What a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, winning wasn't important. The main event was undoubtedly "Mr Bean's holiday". It was extremely hilarious and lame. That was the thing that changed the mood totally. I can't imagine someone getting his tie stuck in the sandwich machine. Becoz of tat he missed his train to Cannes in France. The best part was Mr Bean acting soap Opera to earn some bucks while making his way to Cannes with the boy. The whole cinema was filled with laughter. In the end Mr Bean managed to get to Cannes. Oh ya SaBean-Bean...&lt;br /&gt;Then, after the movie I bidded farewell to my family and went to meet out with my old clique. FINALLY, I can get to see them again. I miss them big time. I really can't imagine my time in JJ without this foursome clique(WenHan, Robert, Deanic and ME). We crapped and hanged around juz like the old days. We also discussed about what route to take in the future. We went all around vivo including Barcelona shop, Kopitiam and LJS. I got them to take a few snapshots but Deanic inisisted that he was not photogenic. In the end, I only managed to get WH and Robby with me in the picture. While a I took a snapshot at deanic when he didn't notice. Then, Wen Han suggested that we go for an ice cream treat. GUess what I saw my student with his family at Mac. I forgot what was his name opps. We dropped the idea of ice cream as we couldn't get any seat. We took 963 bus. WenHan and Robert proceeded to meet his friend at bukit timah area. While Dean and I went home. It was a sweet reunion. Absolutely fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya for the England versus Israel match later, I hope that Ben Sahar can score for Israel. Yet I want England to win the match via scoring a winner by lampard. I am a die-hard chelsea fan. Chelsea quadruple dream lives on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-7797781643892579508?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/7797781643892579508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=7797781643892579508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/7797781643892579508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/7797781643892579508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/03/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-5375024719124662630</id><published>2007-03-19T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:30:18.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puzzled</title><content type='html'>Things aren't the same after i left DZ. Sky is overcast right now. It seems tat I have yet to find my sunny days. Listening to Rain's song"In my bed" right now. Without the youthful, dynamic, cheerful and easy-going students, I feel that something is missing from my life. Songs from Tank reminds me of SAndy and her clique, while songs from Fahrenheit reminds me of Supan and her clique. The bond between my students and I really transcend through the universe. Although without their presence, I can still continue to live but right now I feel empty. I guess the emptiness in my heart can never be replaced. Everywhere I go, images of the past floats around me. I am so helpless now.I am shackled chains of misery.Through the busy streets, I am abandoned and isolated at a corner. Although going on outings can help me to ease the pain, it just can't solve the problem. Can anyone notice the tears behind those smiles. I realli dun noe and dun care. My melancholy is drowned in the euphoric atmosphere. Many people warned me not to draw any strings and just do it for the sake of money but from day 1 I know this isn't gonna happen to me. Perhaps I am responsible for trapping in the abyss of darkness but I am not going to regret a single thing I do. If everything happens again in 1 million years later, I will still choose the current path. I do things with passion and feelings. Seriously, I give no damn shit about how much I earn and how people judge me. I just wanna be myself and enjoy things I do. Is that wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-5375024719124662630?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/5375024719124662630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=5375024719124662630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/5375024719124662630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/5375024719124662630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/03/puzzled.html' title='Puzzled'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-5566867285185426465</id><published>2007-03-19T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T09:11:27.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramatic holidays</title><content type='html'>Life is like a drama which is full of uncertainty. I can truly experience that through my dramatic holidays. I guess mine is the most electricfying and jaw-dropping one so far. If you think that life is always mundane then perhaps you need to look out for some impromtu incidents that can spice up your life.&lt;br /&gt;On saturday, i went out wif pan pan, cherry aka cheryl and her sis to vivo. It was my first time talking to cheryl's sis. We waited for the taxi for around half an hour. It was so irritating. We were like walking all around in some remoted area searching for the "rare" taxi. Then, after we reached vivo, we went to watch Happy Never After. the movie was kinda boring haha i fell asleep during some part of the movie. However, it was the interaction and company that created such fun and enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;On mon, i met out with Elaine, Mami and Lia at west mall. Mami gave me a farewell gift which turned out to be a green monkey. Cool, I like the cute monkey. This matched my former nick name.Haha, those who dunno then nvm ba. Initially, we thought of watching the primeval but the timing was juz not rite.Then, we hanged around for awhile and left for lot1. LIa got pulled home by her cousin. After awhile, we parted ways and I was left alone. I went to rent the date movie to kill time. BTW, date movie is realli a hilarious show.&lt;br /&gt;On Tues, i met out with Elaine, Lia, Jovita, Wu Ping and Sandy before meeting out with OG27 people. Elaine gave me a doggie for the farewell gift.(Thank you wor) They went there to do some revision and we happened to encounter a parent who we had a great argument a few days ago. Then, everything erupted juz like an active volcano. (*Sorry for anticlimax-I will skip the details). During the heated argument, we got chased by some barbaric, uncivilised hooligans. Lucky, we managed to prevent a fight. After ensuring my students' safety, I went on to join BingHe, YinHao, ZhengHui, Christine, Eunice and Eunica at suntec.&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday, I went to Escape with Lia, Jovita, Xiaomei and Wuping. It was our last official outing before I move on to other things in my life. We had a wonderful experience there. In the end they ganged up to spray me until I was entirely wet. We played almost everything there. Ok that place is really small! Every1 was dizzy after the ride. Overall, it was fun and we enjoyed it. We went to century Square at tampines area to shop and hang around. After all the great time we had together , we bidded an emotional farewell.&lt;br /&gt;On Thurs, I went out with Jolin and Sherval. It had been a few months since i last saw them. Jolin gave me a mystery gift which turned out to be a doggie and a heart warming card. We went to K-box at JE followed by The Haunted School movie. The movie was more of a love story to me rather than a horror one. the ending was lame.&lt;br /&gt;On Sat, it was my brother's birthday. So, we ordered Sakae Sushi delivery to Grandma house to celebrate. Happy birthday wor.Nothing much actually.&lt;br /&gt;On Sun, i went out with Qing Rui and Ling Xing. This was an impromptu outing. Wee Kiat backed out from the meeting due to some cold bug. For lunch, Qingrui dragged us to swesen. He said the environment was much betta e.g music. OMG I wanna go mos burger de lor. Betta environment more ex la. We proceeded to K-box. Yes, you are not seeing double. Twice in a week. My hard-earned money. No la jking. At night i met out with my former secondary school classmates. As expected, Huaian, YeeLong, YuanSheng, Sharon, Benjamin, Jesslyn, Singyi and me. We ate our dinner at pizza hut and went to play pool. I am a noob on pool table but i kept fighting hard.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, tat's enuff for todae!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-5566867285185426465?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/5566867285185426465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=5566867285185426465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/5566867285185426465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/5566867285185426465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/03/dramatic-holidays.html' title='Dramatic holidays'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-1618152014254430031</id><published>2007-03-10T06:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T06:44:55.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.T.A 3</title><content type='html'>Part 3&lt;br /&gt;After leaving for McDonald, i met up with xiao mei and wuping. As we were approaching Mcdonald we saw Shuan yuan and her family. She cut her two cute little tails off. Awww...She must be feeling sad rite now for losing her unique feature tat stands out from the rest. However, it is ok! Hair can grow back quickly. After chatting with her warm and friendly mother, my feelings took another U-turn. It quickly dissolved the unhappiness encountered earlier. She is such a nice person. We procced to the MAc. We slacked there in Mac for awhile. Then, wuping, xiaomei and I left. Wuping went home to collect the gifts for me. Xie xie. The gifts were given frm xiaomei and wuping. WuWuWU! I just opened it.It is a box full of strawberries sweets, chocolates and 2 cards. But what i see is a box full of sincerity and the memories we shared. After tat i went home to prepare for Ah gong birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude i am realli veri thankful to all the students in DZ(elaine, bryn, amirah, sayhindah,zhikai, peter,waiseng, felicia, wu ping, xiaomei, kristal, sandy, DIno, carvin(yea pet choon), ruiyun, cheryl, lia, jovita, supan, jieying, songen, shaqfiq v1 and V2 Fazlee and many many more... cannot name all, sorry abt tat. Hope tat you all can do well for your PSLE. Good luck &amp;amp; take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-1618152014254430031?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/1618152014254430031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=1618152014254430031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1618152014254430031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1618152014254430031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/03/gta-3.html' title='G.T.A 3'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-2825890607144761102</id><published>2007-03-10T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T06:50:24.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.T.A 2</title><content type='html'>Part 2&lt;br /&gt;After taking photos with the soccer boys, I decided to grant my students the last wish- allow them to do anything in computer lab. That was perhaps the last things i can do for them. Then, i marked the last CA paper and journal while waiting for the P6 students for their math trail to end. The emptiness continue to dwell in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their maths trail ended, I took photos with Kristal and Pin Yi. Kristal must smile ok? Xiao gong zu crying not nice de wor. My clique Elaine, Ruiyun and Mami were at the mac there waiting for me while Sandy and Jovita went to the prime supermarket to buy the last gift to me. Before i left, i took a good look at the school. The school seems to be so majestic despite the old structure. It is the place where the seeds of luv were germinated. It is the place where genuine laughter and vibrant exist. It is the place that i luv. It is the place where dreams come alive. Yet, it is a place in which darkness was disguise in the veneer of light. Hypocracy started to pollute this heavenly place. Maybe this darkness existed long ago but its truth form can no longer be concealed. Good will always triumph evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's continue... Then before i stepped out of the school Lia gave me a bear full of her perfume smell( At this moment my room is full of her perfume smell wahahaha). Then we walked through the market to look for Jovi and Sand. Something horrendous happened. The rest should not be told to protect the rights of the wrong doer and innocent party.To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-2825890607144761102?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/2825890607144761102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=2825890607144761102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/2825890607144761102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/2825890607144761102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/03/gta-2.html' title='G.T.A 2'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-4150751283013587320</id><published>2007-03-09T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T08:46:19.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.T.A</title><content type='html'>Part1&lt;br /&gt;Today is indeed an emotion rollar coaster. First of all happy birthday Ah Gong! Early in the morning i was being volunteered by other teachers to lead to mass exercise. I was euphoric then. In a new predator addidas jersey tat i bought yesterdae, everythings seems to be cool and fine. Then during my social studies period with 6/1 i brought them out for PE. Ironically, that was my first time and the last time.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the bad news! MingWei told me tat some teacher told her today was our last day, my mind went blank for an instant dunno what to do. Actually i alreadi expected such things to happen after what happened to Alice 1 week ago. However, i juz can't controlled my tears. Ok This is the third time i cried over a gp of people. !st was OG 16 then OG 27 but this time it was a massive group of people- MY DEAR STUDENTS. I bided farewell to 5/1 , 5/2 and the juniors soccer boys(sorri i cant accompany u all today) in canteen. Then to 6/3, 6/2 , 6/1 and finally my beloved 4/3(They did an amazing job with their CA and defeated their 4/2 rival class* so proud of them despite their mischief character). But i never expected so many people to cry for me, realli sorri tat i hav to go it was the school decision. Most of the students cried haiz it was my fault i should hav left quietly. I was also veri emotional at the instant. I think we can flood the whole school with the tears of luv and friendship. Amirah, xueting, sayhindah, soccer boys , kristal and all my great students, be strong and dun be sad. smile(xiao xiao). After school i met some of my students in the canteen. I can feel the emptiness in my heart. Haiz. I brought ard 50 students to mac for sundaes but it seems tat the sun had been blocked by the overcast sky. On the way to mac i received lots of present from shaqfiq, jieying, supan, cheryl and many more(sorri tat i did not mention ur name ). These present include cards, notebks, choc, wristbands, photos and alot more. I am veri grateful to each and every students i noe, taught, played and supoorted. After returning bac i took a few photos wif the soccer guys and others.To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-4150751283013587320?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/4150751283013587320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=4150751283013587320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/4150751283013587320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/4150751283013587320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/03/gta.html' title='G.T.A'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-7963030352737156685</id><published>2007-02-19T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T05:32:39.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break:)</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Yr every1! Sorry for not posting for so "long" haha quite busy these days. Lots of stuff happened during this short period including a lovely valentine, chinese new yr celebration at da zhong and new yr.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating new yr at da zhong was amazing. They had a mini new yr concert and of course madarin orange presentation to the people. That was the best part haha all the students in DZ cheered for their teachers. It was like a concert as in the real 1 like rain de. My name was among the last few i ran through the centre of the crowd feelin like a superstar whoohoo. Then the sch start singing new yr song(cute). I recorded it down but i couldn't focus and quality is not there sobxx. Then it was followed by prize presentation for best decorating class haha 5/1 got the prize haha i told them they sure win it de but 6/1 nv got the prize haiz. I tot 5/1, 6/1 were very good haha btw other classes did well 2. Overall it was a memorable new yr celebration for me :) In the afternoon, i met and got to noe some new faces (the alumni) such as Charmaine, Jing Hui and Rui Xin. They were cool bunch of alumni, so enthu. Haiz they were chased out by the guards but still wait for their teacher till 5 smth pro man. Luv them haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then at night i went out to meet wif peguin , pingping and lianmu at mac before going to Jp for a futile trip. On the way to mrt i met Charmaine.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Yr finally dawned, same old things again haha but this time i wore a complete white suit which is same as my prom de. This yr red packets seems to get less than previous yrs haiz( hang qin bu hao). Haha more interesting stuff yet to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-7963030352737156685?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/7963030352737156685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=7963030352737156685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/7963030352737156685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/7963030352737156685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/02/break.html' title='Break:)'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-1815189335498276395</id><published>2007-02-08T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T04:44:48.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today i hav discovered tat i hav finally found a new home wif lotsa LUV. Great collegues and students make me feel a sense of belonging. My dear 6/1, 6/2, 6/3,5/2 and other students in DZ hope tat u all hav wonderful afternoon playing all kinda sports(basketball, soccer and badminton). Now i'm hoping tat mrs Mok can allow me to continue until April 9th. I dun wanna leave during chinese new year sobx. Oh ya my dear og 16 peeps dun forget abt 10th feb outing which is this saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-1815189335498276395?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/1815189335498276395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=1815189335498276395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1815189335498276395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1815189335498276395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-1349291903312300042</id><published>2007-02-05T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T05:49:50.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN wif 6/1 and 6/2</title><content type='html'>Today is just like any normal school day haha... but happiness always come from such simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, i was veri amaze by the DZ students singing their sch song. Cool man they can hit all the note and sing wif those technique tat u seldom see ppl use in their sch song. Stylo LAh&lt;br /&gt;When lessons begin i had great time wif P5 class haha we had lots of fun and every1 is laughing all the way. Hope they realli enjoy my lesson. Then when i went to 4/3 class i was damn furious wif my 4/3 class again they started making noise and the whole bulk of them even fail their spelling and dictation... haiz i wonder how they are able to sit for their CA in march. haha today my 4/3 has a new addition to a class, a korean gal : Yoo Jung. This is the 2nd korean in my class, the 1st is is Kim Jioh. Haha the third korean i noe. Maybe i should start learning korean language. Anyway, ahniahsaeyo(haha dunno whether it is the right word for hello) welcum to 4/3. After school i met 3 of my 6/1 students and i went to play badminton wif them. Haiz i'm pretty sux at it. I returned to the staff room to mark the spelling. After i'm done with my work my students were still ard in sch, so i suggested that we can play basketball. Then i changed to my sports attire realising i left my shoe bag at home. wahhaha. Guess what? a jersey, jj short and leather shoes. OMG i looked damn weird... Btw the basketball session was damn fun wahahaha the ring is too short for me ba haha i can easily score from half court. Then came the guys from 6/2 class, they were released from their remedial lesson. Haha they invited me to join them i agree to it but i stated the condition that after 7 balls i will leave. They tried to make me stay but too bad i hav other stuff to do. SOrry guys. Anyway great game wif u gals and guyz. Mucaks LUV u all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-1349291903312300042?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/1349291903312300042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=1349291903312300042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1349291903312300042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/1349291903312300042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/02/fun-wif-61-and-62.html' title='FUN wif 6/1 and 6/2'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-7485817334483060316</id><published>2007-02-01T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T04:38:05.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool'/><title type='text'>New Beginning!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i had officially became a member of Da Zhong pri. Haha, the school compound is kinda retropective which reminds me of my days in ZHPS before it has under gone renovation. Haha when i first stepped into the school i was greeted by VP. She told me to change my spec, thinking tat my spec is "groovy" wahahaha. Then i went up to the hall askin for direction and toking to smone which i asked her is tat compulsory for all teachers to hav a certain dress code and whether my spec is not suitable. Ok here come the joke of the week- the person who i tot is a teacher is actually the VP. haiz i am damn blur la...My collegue there are veri firendly and helpful. They help me in every aspect possible haha thanx alot!!! This time i realli hav great difficulty controlling the class. When i tired to ask them to do their work in class quietly it seems like i was invisble. Luckily, i managed to get them to listen attentively when i am teaching. haha enuff of school work. Miss alot of people. Btw hav to apologize to Zhao Qing tat i realli dun feel like playin pool yesterdae coz i alreadi played wif my og mates last wk le. Now i am looking forward to luv fiesta on saturdae. Haha then i will get to see my og mates both 06og16 07og27 again yea! Haha i think many of the alumni will be there. I will get to see familiar faces. Too bad JWPS students having camp on the same day. haiz . If not i can ask them along to tour ard JJ. Haiz how i wish everythin g can go wif what i want it to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-7485817334483060316?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/7485817334483060316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=7485817334483060316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/7485817334483060316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/7485817334483060316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning!'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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-5061803577571765862.post-317810341873987262</id><published>2007-01-29T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T06:37:50.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>It is finally time to part. What a wonderful time i had in Jurong west pri. Haiz... Unwillingly i hav to take up relief teaching in DaZhong. Get to know great people in JWPS haha especially my first class in that school,5C. Though they gave me quite a hard time during my stay wif their class, they hav secretly entered my heart. 5c is full of great people like Jolin, Shervel, Bryan ...(too many people can't realli rmb every1 name). They are full of energy and very enthu in class. haha but when they get too high it is almost an mission impossible to control them. But as days pass it seems that we hav somehow form a strong bond. Whenever they see me in school they will comeby and SAe "HI MR TAN" and start chatting with me. Wo hen Gan Dong. HAha of course not forgetting other classes like 5E, 5B, 1A,1K... HAha i had the most memorable experience today. Hav u eva been surrounded by a whole group of people trying to talk to you. wahahaha it was fun and cool. haha during my break time, i called Biscuit. Ok, what u guess is absolutely right i am feel down at tat time crying inside my heart. Becoz i am going to leave this heavenly place to some unfamiliar place. Looks like i hav 1 more thing to miss when i finally put everything down to eneter army. Wonder when will the next time i meet them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061803577571765862-317810341873987262?l=daze-white.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/feeds/317810341873987262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5061803577571765862&amp;postID=317810341873987262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/317810341873987262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061803577571765862/posts/default/317810341873987262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daze-white.blogspot.com/2007/01/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>chelsea-blue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12392567938328368631</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>
