It's been 3 months since i've gotten my driving license, and i have been driving almost every day to camp. I have only driven solo twice, and they have been exhilerating experiences. I really enjoy driving, but as they say, with great power comes great responsibility - this relatively new adage from Spiderman is surprisingly meaningful. I mean, it came from a movie. Movies usually provide entertainment, not life lessons. Anyway, i feel it is beginning to border on cliche.

Cars are not a necessity, but a great convenience. As everyone knows, convenience comes at a price. A home close to town or amenities will cost higher than one that is not. Similarly, a car takes you to town faster than public transport, but here is where the government shows you ways to discourage you from saving the extra few minutes. I spend slightly over $2 by public transport to get to orchard. Last week, driving to town cost $4 excluding fuel and all. I don't deny, it's great to be on the road, i really enjoy it. Driving to me is a convenience that i am willing to pay for.

If cost is not enough to deter people from driving, especially singaporeans - typical singaporeans, then i'm not sure what else will. I am happy to drive, i like the thrill of it. Driving is entertaining, fun, and tests your reflexes, judgment and quick thinking. But of course, the thought of the car not having any airbags and considerably loud vibration deters me from going too fast. Sometimes i cheat. In the mornings, i switch off the aircon and this 16 year old workhorse flies. The difference in power is shocking, and i can finally inch above 90kmh. At least it won't shake that badly and make high pitched whines.

I used to be most comfortable in the backseat, but now i consider myself happiest behind the wheel. Yes, any misjudgment will kill everyone in the car, which is why this is teaching me to be more responsible and less of a young stallion or whatever it is because lives are quite literally in my hands. I have had my fair share of bad driving experiences like road rage and crazy taxis, i have sworn god-forbidden words much to my regret. My conscience nags at me for exposing the audience to such foul slang and i am sorry. I will stop it immediately. How you ask, just imagine a child in the backseat or something.

I am happy to have another card in my wallet to add to my "adulthood" collection. Next up, pink ic!! 5 and a half months to freedom from the chains of national commitment.

Sometimes, inevitably one will just sit down and think hey, what am i going to do with my life? unlike many people today, i still only have a vague idea of what direction i want my life to head. What will i be in future? this question was posed to me early in my secondary school life and yeah, i thought about a number of careers, professional gamer, professional bowler, ideas that were but unrealistic dreams from which i have since deviated. So what is going to happen to me now...highly likely, my eventual career will have nothing to do with what i've studied, but rather the skills that have come with learning social sciences, i suppose, to name a few, memory work, statistical analysis, and maybe accounting which i may take up..

Realistically, what can i achieve..i mean, who does not want to attain summa cum laude, the highest possible grade in a bachelors' degree. But this means i really need the smarts to sustain that gpa. I'm trying to get a headstart now by reading up beforehand, i don't think i'm trying to be kiasu, although it is apparent that most NSFs due for 2010 matriculation have not started. I'm used to seeing sub-par grades on my report cards. I mean, can you imagine the relief at seeing a C amongst the E, S and Us? For the record I have never attained a C in school exams. D has always been my awfully pathetic ceiling. This is something i very much want to change, especially since there is a huge, huge price tag on this piece of paper i'll eventually be getting.

How do you live your life meaningfully.. i believe firstly, to be able to have a sense of purpose. Do what you think is right, because it is right. But make sure no slipshod work. Purpose - what am i here for, what can i do right, and what can i do better?

My purpose in army, given current conditions, is to manage my workspace as good as possible, to build a good rapport and i do not mean by angkat, but rather in performance and general attitude towards NS, i mean, a little less than 6 months to go, which means i've served 16 months already. Does no good to anybody if i mess up anything at this point. Simply go by the mantra of SAF.. but S it well.

Basically, what i hope to achieve in every endeavour i undertake is the best i can without regrets, knowing that i put in my utmost effort in order to make it happen, to make it work, to make it succeed. No more subpar standards, you're only showing a lack of self-respect.

In light of shying away from the laid back guy without a care in the world, i've started asserting myself more. Going with the flow, to me is a sign of laziness and lack of conviction. It's true, you don't think, you just relax and accept anything that comes. And if the current takes you to rough water, how long do you need to take to realise it when you're lounging in your float? when you finally do notice it, chances are, you're already in it. Getting back out is tough, even moreso when it ends with a waterfall. Why take your life in your own hands only when things begin to get out of hand? Even if you do pedal out of it, chances are, willpower is seldom sustained. And so you fall. If someone saves you from the hot soup fine, you live to die another day.

Hopefully, by the end of my self-restructuring, i will emerge a more mature person. At this day and age, there can be nowhere else to go but up. when you fall, just..get back up. til the day you die, you're going to be on both feet; and firmly planted to the ground at that, taking on life's challenges. No more excessive daydreaming, it's time to put the world at your feet, not floating in your dreams. zuo ren yao jiao ta shi di! holy smoke, did i just use a mandarin phrase?

I realise i'm very impatient when coming to obtaining things that i want. it's a recurring attitude that annoys me. Sometimes, a part of me knows that the item in question is unnecessary, or i could get better alternatives, or i could wait. On the other hand, i'm busy psychoing myself to get it because the sooner you lay your hands on it, the better. I am so impulsive that i have to put off trips to places where i may find something i like.

No...the situation isn't that serious, i don't often want things. Let's see.. in the past few months, i've considered getting a memory stick, which stemmed from the june IT show. I 've been wanting a DSLR since before enlistment when i proclaimed i'd use NS savings to buy one. for what? I don't know, i cannot find reasons to justify plonking $1k on a camera, but i simply want it. Also I've been constantly putting off thoughts about getting a new mouse, because the latest one was acquired just last year. Why did i think of wanting a new mouse, because the rubber grip at the side is peeling off. So what.. it's still good, and if i go for a new mouse, it'd likely cost $90 onwards. My NS pay is meagre. Yet i have managed to save quite a substantial amount of it. It scares me to think that eventually i'll blow it all on a laptop for school but that's simply necessary.

Sometimes i wish there was another outlet from which i can draw income. Yeah i seem free at the moment, and the logical conclusion is tutoring. But hey, how long have i not hit the books, and i will be unable to commit for long term. And no, extra money will not be from my parents because i can generally support my current lifestyle.

Borrowed a book for the first time in many many years today. I actually tried to sign up for an account and it turned out they had records of my previous membership. Memories of my childhood were immediately evoked as the counter staff recited my ex-ex address as well as phone number. So.. how much i have grown. As i took out my ic for them to update particulars, i started thinking hey, i'm in NS now, and the stint is just about over. Well, half a year more but you know what, i'm actually enjoying army.

Maybe the job is slack. Maybe i'm just really lucky. BMT was crazy, i wasn't all that keen on going to command school because my mentality was to let the whole army matter pass with as much comfort and ease as i could influence it to be. Sure, i find myself at a loss for words when friends discuss how they chiong sua through brunei and almost die to boars and whatnot, but not doing all of that gave me more time to reflect on my life.

In this time, when the situation allowed me to be more free, i thought about what i wanted to study, did i really have the passion to pursue engineering? At the very least, you got to have passion in physics, and i tried. I tried applying basic physics concepts in everyday life, or at least make sense of the notes and understand the theories. The thing is..i dont think one should forget what they've learnt, unless they've no interest. Even if you claim you're rusty at the subject, at least not completely forget what the simple formula stands for. So there's something about gravity and the formula goes like GMm/r² and then there's GMm/r and GM/r² or something like that. If i cannot even contain the full, relatively simple formula in my head, then I dont think i'm cut out to remember and actually make some sense of something like (just some random formula on wiki).

This, and the case about the ntu students dying and all made me reconsider my options, since in army, i have 3 chances to reapply for school. In order to get good honours, i'm talking at least 2nd-upper, not only do i have to be consistent in getting high gpa, i also have to compete with many students, especially foreign, whom i would consider far more apt and competitive.

So i chose social sciences. Why? Firstly my grades fit the bill, the choices were pretty clear cut from the start, do engineering or social sciences. Surprisingly fass rejected me while smu took me in after an interview which had pretty much nothing to do with social sciences. I've been reading up on psychology, and have had quite a number of first hand experiences with psychology...namely eccentric army personnel, and find it interesting. I can't say i have undying passion for this subject, i just believe i'll be better off here than in mech eng.

So this book i borrowed, it's a handbook for psychology majors. In it, the author encourages journal writing in order for us to discover ourselves, where our interests may truly lie, and how our words will translate into behavior. It tells us to avoid self-censorship in the journal, i guess i'll give it a try. I mean why not? You only live once, you're only a damn free NSF once, you're only qing hui once. So i guess.. be the best qing hui you can be eh.

Apologies if anyone is reading, i keep jumping topics.

Bmt training made me develop an improved body. Sure i was tanner (still am!), fitter (hopefully still so!), more athletic. Ask me to run 10k now and i'll gladly take up the challenge. The feeble me of the past could not even sustain 2.4 without walking. Come on, that's absolute loser material. At least i'm conscious about image, and will make the effort to at least pull up or do some ab exercises. They say (whoever saw my bare torso) i had 6 packs. Frankly i could never see it. The most recent comment was last month while i was changing into civi. I still can only observe a stubborn layer of fat. Sitting on a chair in store all day is making me obsess over this matter which is clearly a small issue to many whom i've asked. This is not good, but i understand the dangers of delving into the world of bulimia and anorexia, and will not go down that path. I'm meatless enough as is, yet for the past few weeks since i stopped ration indent i've been eating pastry for lunch. It's not that i mean to, really. There are two factors. First is the fact that NDP involvement serves up regular meals of KFC and Pizza Hut. Tasty at first but it's really too much to take. Second, money. i want to make the money that i spend worth it. Paying to eat in camp certainly isn't, because i very much want to feel like a civilian. Got link meh.. have. Eating in camp reminds me of the liability that i have to fulfil. I'm not complaining, a good part of me quite free already, I just want..more. Which means no reminders of my remaining liability.

Can we tide over yet another recession?

I really hope so.

The effects are mind-blowingly quick to surface, I have realised.

Very many what-ifs, but the only thing of significance right now is what-will.

Leaving everything in the hands of fate and destiny, for there can only be so much to be done.

Quite disconcerting to suddenly have to deliberate over issues considered unfathomable in the past. I guess such lack of preparation is due to complete immersion in a bubble of denial. Denial that our way of life will never reach; or threaten to reach any level of uncertainty-yes, despite the looming recession, which has not yet culminated in a storm.

You're on the road, it's raining. Did you bring an umbrella? No? I think you're going to get drenched to the skin.

You're on the road, it's raining. Did you bring an umbrella? Yes, but is it strong enough to withstand the winds and keep you under shelter?

You're on the road, it's raining. Did you bring an umbrella? Oh wait you're sitting inside a Mercedes. Nevermind then, drive along now.

You're on the road, it's raining. Did you bring an umbrella? You don't have one? Eh.. your cardboard mat is getting wet.

Today, one year ago, i enlisted into BMTC School 2, "O" Company, Pulau Tekong.

I can still recall vivid memories of everything that happened there, on enlistment day, the apprehension of boarding the bus, i was sitting quietly at the front seat watching the world go by. Feeling sad because i was passing by downtown east..saw those schoolkids running in.. The fastcraft, woozy ride. the sudden parting from family, when i had to walk up the stairs and they were ushered into a tour bus. in a flash my IC was (and still is) gone. It was a simple counter with a guy behind it saying "pass me your IC" and that was it. Poof. Sat in a chair and awaited collection of my FREE GIFT PACK and little ziplock packet. Saw a slip of paper.. "O Company" it said. Wah heng ah not Ninja. Of course.. just a little more xiong than Ninja for the 02/08 batch thats all.. Hahaha.

And then met the company sergeant major, discipline master, if you will. He seemed nice initially.. "welcome to bmtc, you are now men; soldiers of the singapore armed forces yakyakyak.. if you think you have a lot of money, you think you have enough to migrate, dont wanna serve lah this that..then you can jolly well F OFF FROM SINGAPORE(cue accusing finger in our faces and bulging (still considerably small) eyes)" And my fine spinal hairs stood on end.. "this is it.. i really am a soldier now." "First task for you, you will learn to clap, clap loudly to show your family how proud you are to be serving your country. You will recite the SAF pledge loud and clear blabla... i will preserve and protect the honour and independence of our country WITH MY LIFE"

Lunch was chicken rice. (Dinner was the same chicken rice, but at school 1 cookhouse with unripe mango for dessert) I remember Sanstav calling me and said "sup nigga whens your army we gotta go out before u enlist man" and my reply was, very glumly "now" and he gave me his well wishes. Thats the last time i would ever hear his voice. A bell rang in the cookhouse and immediately i was ushered into the parade square and marched off to company line. HUH?? LIKE THAT?? I didnt even have time to say bye properly. We were told to carry whatever bags we had only on our right hand while walking in rank and file. It was damn siong; i packed my whole room in but i had to tahan to show everyone i was strong when clearly i am not.

We were segregated into platoons, and the initial walk along the coy line corridor took a little getting used to, not like those on mainland hdb, much narrower here. peered in, i was bed 13. This sticker pasted in front of the bed said "JAN-APR This side up; JUN-SEP This side up" Ok. So i would be sleeping on unwashed and reused beds. GG to us. On POP day i made an effort to jump on the bed wearing dirty boots for fun. And also throwing into the cupboard "POP LO 100608 HOW'S YOUR ENLISTMENT DAY" Hahahahahahaha. There was nothing else but admin things like checking equipment for the rest of the day; i found the SOG and helmet extra cool. I still think they are, GORETEX was an undeserved item for me, but i am happy to have kapoed it. "Wow if BMT is like this everyday i will enjoy it" i thought.

After dinner and our hair was still uncut. We thought we'd be able to keep it for another day. But NO. At 1930 when changi airport control tower, the only skyscraper visible lit up orange and blue against the starry night sky, we were ushered to this training shed with 5 shady barbers. "wah shit, this is it, bye hair"

I chose a woman barber; maybe she'd cut me less bald. Damn the shaver scraped the top part giving me for about a second an inverse mohawk. I could feel the air rushing in between the gap like water through a canyon. It was an unnerving, cooling feeling. Quickly enough i had carpet grass for hair and the deed was done. I went back and stared apprehensively into the mirror of my cupboard.. My right hand reached for my head. "oh my god."

I remember my attire, brand new admin tee with the creases of the folds visible, stiff pt shorts blooming out like a fluff skirt, tight, untarnished white socks pulled up primary school style and a surprisingly comfortable pair of white/red/black brooks. The colours then were really fresh and there was a certain squeaky tack of the sole against the smooth floor. As of today, the whites are yellowed, the soles are worn out, I have run maybe 300km cumulatively.

There was RO at 930pm. LTC Tang Kar Kee (CO Sir) promised our parents and girlfriends there would not be night training on enlistment night, and we would be forced to call home. I was like "hah? night training? what night training" Nightsnack seh! There was cake, which wasn't bad. And then it was time for bed. Bathed (without privacy) in 5mins and rushed back to talk on the phone. 2230 lights out, 0530 reveille (SIAO EH), 0545 5BX (HAH??????? SIAO).............

And this was it, my enlistment day. Not one detail spared.

My payslip headings record part of my NS journey..namely rank and $$ increments!!

MAY 2008
Rank/Name : REC TAN QING HUI
Next Increment : Apr 2009 (TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Payment Date : 10 May 2008
1. RANK ALLCE 400.00 (Measly)

APRIL 2009
Rank/Name : LCP TAN QING HUI
Next Increment : Apr 2010 (ORD LO)
Payment Date : 10 Apr 2009
1. RANK ALLOWANCE 460.00 (Less measly)

Good stuff. more than half the time has past. 10 more months to go ey. Truly one year of service, certified "old bird" by SAF with a $20 increment as bonus.

Once again there is loss of life. Although she wasn't anybody i knew personally.. it's still so sad to see someone so young succumb to such a horrifying illness. I am particularly sensitive to the word so my apologies if you don't know what illness i'm talking about, not that it's the most pressing issue in this context.

My sincerest condolences. It really has been a tragic few months, and the most lousy way to start the new year.

Gotta note this down.. Exactly 1 year to ord. Even though i've only served 10 months, am i considered 1 year soldier? Huh, why is this important? Because if SAF thinks i am, i get extra money.

Oh by the way.....I got my hair back finally. I had to go through about 4 "seasoning" cuts to get the fringe again, otherwise the hair would puff out like a koosh ball. Kena caught by the camp's discipline master.. feels so school-like but no complaints there. So had to go cut hair today and maintain slope. That's about it...............

Loss.

The only loss people our age should be discussing would be about things like handphones, wallets and other usual suspects. But very seldom do we need to speak of loss in far more upsetting themes. I for one have lost a friend who was so dear to me. Although we came from different countries, and this loss occurred overseas, two years of correspondence in junior college created strong bonds which have so far withstood the test of time..and distance.

The honour of knowing Sanstav Paul is all mine. What an amazing fellow, excelling in everything he ever did, from studies (5 distinctions except for project work which we messed up together) to playing badminton and cricket in state teams at least, well travelled with a huge circle of friends, he was nearly everything anybody could ask for.

My class' civics tutor, Mr Lim, used to refer to the two Indian SIA Scholars as "the sun and the star", with "star" being a nickname phonetically resembling "stav". Well then.. I'm very sure the star is shining brighter than ever before.

PW group, we messed up and got Cs together. Forgive my slight hunch, it was to make Sanstav feel a little better.

Sup Nigga? (Something he used to say to me all the time, with reciprocation.) Which one more appropriate you tell me? I would reply. Of course I never meant it in a hurtful way. Just playful threading-on-the-line exchanges. Here they are, goofing off with Sanstav's bright idea of ordering Rite Pizza for Teacher's Day 07.

Sanstav's comment on this was "indian chinese indian..ha..ur outnumbered." i still laugh at this because we were ridiculously racist against each other over stupid things as shown, all in the name of good clean (not so) fun of course.The last time I saw Sanstav in person before he went on some world tour. The next time he came back and called me, it was my enlistment day. And he wished me all the best while i was about to fall in for the very first time in Tekong. Such a shame, he wanted to ask me out that day. Worst thing is when i finally got to book out he had already left Singapore. Sanstav was never the odd one out in our PW group..........Stop looking at the photo! Haha. There is absolutely no oddity, promise! One thing I admire, he was able to talk nonsense with me and yet please everyone else by doing work at the same time. Of course everyone else in the group could do that too but me. If I talk, I can't work. Maybe this is how we ended up with Cs!! But I wouldn't trade my group's PW experiences for a better grade.

Take care buddy. I won't ever forget you! Someday we'll meet again and the first thing I'll ask you would be......Sup nigga?

Comms course is ending..

I actually had fun over here, maybe because of the 5pm and earlier releases on all but two days. I really don't mind going for this course throughout my entire ns life =x provided they don't make it a stay-in course. Heard the next batch of trainees are gonna be the unfortunate pioneers. Then again, they've been telling the previous batch the same thing. I guess they simply cannot be bothered to do up the bunks;the rooms are empty.

I feel so stupid.. as in.. intellectually un-enriched. i have to do something about it. Also i'm glad im taking fitness seriously. Thanks army.

Looking back at my past blog posts, i cannot help but feel slightly ashamed. I think the way to write a good post is not to think there are people actually reading this blog. I seemed to be trying to make every small thing seem entertaining.

Anyway have been trying to make it a point to bowl every sunday, provided i do not have guard duty. My sec1 cousin is doing very well in his bowling. I remember when i first bowled with him. I was in sec1 then, which makes him 7 years old when he first held a bowling ball. And now.. he's winning me. Very happy for him. At sec1 with just over 10 months of actual coaching, he has a 214 high game and actually averaged nearly 190 today over 7 games...winning me in every single one. Truly talented. I wish him all the best. Really hope he can do something i really wanted to but was never good enough - enter masters someday.

Another one of my cousin is finally married. Congratulations! I wonder if there'll be a lavish dinner here in singapore. Guess not.. she married in australia, and i think has no intention to come back.

On course now at Sembawang camp. Feels very much like school.. lectures and practicals then go home anytime between 230 to 6pm. Just that u wear camouflage attire to "school", march to the "canteen" and keluar baris in army fashion. Actually the student council guys (and girls) at school also gave the keluar baris command at morning assembly. It would actually be very funny if the entire JC went "turn check bang check left right left TJ!"

Happy Hour

Feel the excitement!!!!!!!!

Yay. Really.

regimental duties are for everybody

please sign up today

lend a helping hand

i mean a helping prowler

or a sentry

and relieve me from some of the lice.


cars pass by.. high port or not?? if the rank is not on the shoulder, don't bother.

if the rank is on the shoulder, do not start to question if it Warrants a salute. just do it and make their day.

3rd Division Artillery Headquarters. Sounds pretty cool doesn't it.. It is afterall, a headquarters.
Haha, i never knew that headquarters function this way. For a place with considerably high command, the way things are run here is quite unexpected.

1 year 5 months for me to learn more about the unique workings of this interesting place.

Last day of freedom... doesnt feel very good at all..

Well...i'll just take things as they come. I will be strong when i go in there.. probably become much fitter after i book out hopefully on the 25th.. if not 26th..

To Nat...you'll be fine.. don't worry so much.. just go and concentrate on ur studies to keep your mind off things. Everything is going to be just fine. You will stay strong and go ahead and excel in your A div. Then maybe when i book out.. Can go and watch masters! Haha. I have high hopes for you because i know you can make it one! Jia you! I will miss you!

Just how much can one do in a week?

My lifestyle changed a lot very recently.. Of course, its gonna change even more next week. As i look forward to my final weekend as a regular citizen.. Well, things are looking rather..i dont know.

I've come up with this mental list of things to do before i enlist.. things i would normally not bother with... or have been wanting to do for a long time. Well then.. I shall list specific stuff which i don't normally do that i've set out to do, and have managed to so far...over the past 2 weeks or so.

1. Play call of duty 4 on my new monitor!!
2. Blast music at the loudest volume bearable
3. Eat ice cream from the van that comes around sometimes
4. Wake up after 12pm (hey it's always 11 something am so this counts)
5. Take neoprints
6. Eat crab
7. Buy a computer from sim lim square!
8. Score over 200 in Wii bowling
9. Score over 200 in Real bowling
   
10. Eat curry chicken noodle
11. Travel around singapore!!!
12. End up at woodlands
13. End up at jurong east
14. Walk to IMM??
15. Eat dim sum (mango prawn roll thing)
16. Sing songs without zhao xiaing
17. Lie in bed and enjoy
18. Eat stingray
19. Eat lala clams
20. Eat Pasir Panjang duck rice + 2 porridge
21. Watch band of brothers
22. Apply unis
23. See my cousins..and kope handphone, army boots, RAM
24. Play Mario Kart
25. Play World Combat
26. Eat dried cuttlefish
    
27. Take photos of myself and people around me..while im not bald
    
28. Eat Wee Nam Kee chicken rice
    
29. Visit Novena Church
30. Do all the surveys that people on the street do (who everyone else avoids)
31. Buy tissue from people selling them on the street
32. Eat bread from PECK (taka downstairs)
33. Eat plain dumplings
34. Walk home from TJC
35. Stop at weird bus stops and walk home
36. Take strange buses home.. 5.. 65.. 22 21 etc
    
37. Eat at 18 chefs (creamy mango sauce. wah. shiok)
38. Get Olivia Ong's songs
39. Play FF7 Crisis Core
40. Sit the bowling bus from school
41. Spend better quality time with loved ones.. i will miss them so much. i've decided to bring their photos with me!
42. Watch the sun rise from my room

This is not an exhaustive list..A lot revolves around food. Sorry, can't help it. ahaha.

I'm thinking stupid stuff now.. 8 more times i'll get to sleep on my bed.. I dont wanna waste the "feel" by sleeping... i wanna stay awake.. and feel myself on my bed. It just feels..so shiok

I will really miss this place.. this keyboard.. my screwed up mouse.. my room..my home..loved ones...granted it'll be like 2.5 weeks before i get to see them again.. and that maybe half of my friends have alr gone through it.. but i have not!! Haha. Finally i can see it looming above me.

The past 6 months has been absolutely fabulous. Probably the best time of my life. Slacking away, even at my job i'm slacking. I love it. Time to put it all behind me, although it will never ever be forgotten. Dont really think there'll be another chance in my life for me to experience such a carefree life.

It was honestly really really carefree. Everyday wake up.. PLAY~! Go to work and... ENJOY!!! It was the best. It's like everything happened yesterday. Argh. I really will miss those times. And who was the f00 who said that after As, you'll wish you were in school again. This hypothesis is clearly false because the conclusion is more than (or less than) the level of significance at something percent and thus it is rejected. Sorry, i tried to act smart. But i forgot the most important thing. LOL. is it more than.. or less than? Oh well. Who gives a shit. xD Anyway the point is I think i proved that f00 wrong because life has been the BEST after school ended, and i never once thought of TJC. Sorry school..thanks for the memories KTHXBYE

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You scored as Physics/Engineering/Computer You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Engineering, or Physics, or related majors (e.g., Architecture, Astronomy, Astrophysics, Biochemistry, Chemical Engineering, Chemistry, Civil Engineering, Computer Engineering, Computer/Management Information Systems (CIS/MIS), Computer Science, Electrical Engineering, Genetics, Environmental Science, Industrial Engineering, Mathematics, Mechanical Engineering). It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it. Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal. Physics/Engineering/Computer 94% Education/Counseling 75% Accounting/Finance/Marketing 63% HR/BusinessManagement 63% Psychology/Sociology 63% English/Journalism/Comm 63% Biology/Chemistry/Geology 63% Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health 50% Mathematics/Statistics 50% PoliticalScience/Philosophy 44% Visual&PerformingArts 44% History/Anthropology/LiberalArts 31% French/Spanish/OtherLanguage 31% Religion/Theology 19%

Haha i'm not one who will normally post such test results but looking at it, it's pretty amusing. i actually chose engineering as my first choice.. well i hope i get in, and i hope i made the right choice! lolol. wa shit how come the font size so big. ok this will be the last test result i'm putting on lol. crisis core! omg! And nat please get well soon!

The weather is making my hands and feet cold

The same cold i'll be experiencing tmr in the hall

Damn. so emo. so awesome

Red bull gives you wings!

Nah.. sucking up does.


See, this is what you get when u work in a hotel during airshow period. Pilots all come over to stay. Pan pac was one of the official hotels for the airshow. And this australian pilot by the name of Ron gave his pilot's wings and airforce insignia to me when i told him i was going for the airshow! How awesome. Thank you sir and this was the only tip i didn't have to share! Wahahaha.

Anyway went airshow and took this ultra artistic shot of a B1 Lancer so nice right maybe can win medal u know. ;p of course there were more but this was my favourite shot ;pMy family => Gave my parents a surprise dinner at the top of pan pac on 23rd Feb. Went to the hotel that afternoon to inform the service ppl i knew there and they did a great job giving my parents ultra vip treatment some more got free valet parking lol! Even for a lao pok chia like ours. my dad was like pai seh, and my mum wore sandals and jeans which were totally fine but she was like omg im wearing sandals and jeans leh they wont let us in. Anyway the dinner was great.

What u mean lao pok chia! Erm..Yay~break down on the high way to the danger zone~

Earned enough in salary and tips oh my gdness did i tell u guys the tipping is freaking good i will not disclose that much of my earnings here but this is an excellent holiday job for quick money. Anyway in 5 days of work i bought this woot wootActually the monitor only but it has 0 dead or stuck pixels! Yay so happy. Makes my 5 year old computer system look so new and ultra high end! Fact is, it hangs every few days! I LOVE IT!

I am not a camwhore.. Its just that im gonna go botak in slightly more than a months time and......... cry cry =<

This post.. is way way way overdue. I kind of saved it in drafts and procrastinated for a month. Whoops. It was supposed to be for 27 January 08. It is now 2 March 08 lol

Worked today.. it was a pretty busy day because of the cruise arrivals and everything. Ate brunch before reporting for work.. there was chicken and gravy today! Haha.

Anyway there seemed to be enough hands helping out with the luggage outside so the capt assigned me to go to the lobby where i stood for most of the day. I wrote down some memorable events at the back of the events sheet which i think would be a good idea to write in detail somewhere so i wont forget.. oh ya. blog lor. The headings are exactly as i wrote on the paper.

Purple Shirt Lady
This nice granny approached me and asked if there were any shops around. I said there are actually 5 shopping malls around this area alone and she was so happy. Because i didnt want to stand and stone, i offered to give her directions and walk her to near the malls or what. And she was impressed. She remembered my name as Quweeng Hoo and said she'll come find me, but her cruise was sailing off soon so she didnt get a chance. Haw haw haw.

Showal LoL :)
This nice couple bound for the cruise approached me as they wanted to find their luggage to put on the cruise ship tags. Found the luggage for them and the guy said "where can i get shower?" And i said i'll check for him at the receptionist. So the wife followed me back to the hotel lobby and to the reception counter. I asked the personnel there "Um this lady would like to know where she can get a shower" and he was like "Wad? shower!?" Yeah, i also thought it was a fairly weird request.

Then i asked the lady to come over and she said "I'm looking for Showal.. he helped us bring our luggage down and we would like to pass this to him" (5$)

I was so embarrassed. But it was so funny at that time and i kept laughing. Then i told the lady as we were walking back out and she couldnt stop laughing too. But super pai seh. Hahaha. Shower? No. Showal. I know the spelling for the name is wrong though.

Rm 517 Carrib: cant walk
This is about a lady who has a little difficulty walking and has a walking stick which doubles up as a chair. Carrib means she came from the carribbean cruise ship Rhapsody of The Seas. I was called to the service counter where an associate was attending to her. She was already quite pissed and all.. And i asked her what she want. Then she said she wanted her luggage. But the system is such that we have no idea how to identify luggage unless the room number is known, but she said she did not know. As the outside was filled with about 200 luggages it was really tough to search for one person's. So i went back to her and asked her for her room number. And she sighed deeeeeply and said something like she wasnt given any room! Then she walked away and went up the lift. Problem is.. you cannot go up the lift if you do not have a room key. Weirdo.

Filipine family. :)
The best experience today! This filipino family kind of lost the husband somewhere in transit.. And the mother was with her 3 children in the lobby for almost 2 hours.. waiting for a husband who never came.

Ok i ended here when i saved it more than a month ago.. i'll continue.

Long story short i gave her and her kids refreshments lollipops n water etc n she started addressing me as Mr Hui, this i remember haha. Then eventually they had a call from the husband still stuck at harbourfront and they left, and came back to take their bags which they left at the concierge and the lady came out of the taxi and asked for me and i went out from the lobby and she gave me a hug and tipped like 7 bucks or something

Yay okay i can now prepare to post my next post yay.