<?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-12510790</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:37:16.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12510790.post-1059328602178292056</id><published>2008-01-27T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:46:42.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;It seems a little strange that I have decided to blog once again in the midst of all the projects, meetings, readings, assignments... Currently, I am quite busy with my SMIF Initiation on Bonvests Holdings, but it will soon come to an end, seeing that I finally balance my balance sheet, using a dirty way.... After this, think I will find another company to initiate and finally can fully concentrate on my studies... Ever since the beginning of Term 2, I have been busying with non-study related school stuffs, like this SMIF Initiation, Case competition, etc. I really want to settle down and finish all my readings.... This term is really a reading/mugging term. My BGS prof give readings like nobody business. Haizz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that Project Agape sort of reaches 10 - 12% of the planning stage, with us finalizng on the date for recce to Philippines with Mr Gary. For one reason or another, I am really looking forward this trip and I believe that Kevin and xiujing will definitely do a great job. What's left is only the recce and then will be the preparation for pre-expedition events, like fund raising, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-1059328602178292056?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/1059328602178292056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=1059328602178292056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1059328602178292056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1059328602178292056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-seems-little-strange-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-2366454303086387481</id><published>2007-12-07T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:28:57.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I just had a most adventurous dream ever.... maybe because for the first time ever since I stepped into SMU, I slept before 12 midnight all the way till morning... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Here it goes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The setting is tt there is old world and new world. For the past few decades, the old world has been suffering oppression from the new world. I think there is a name for both old world and new world, but i cannot remember, so just put it as old and new world. As for the new world, they are technologically advance, able to do a lot of things. The link between the old world and the new world is some lifts inside the same building. That building look like the dunnoe what hotel (or is it a hotel) near bras brasah, the one used by Unbeatables III. In order to access the new world, the new world citizen would have to scan their cards when boarding the lift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;As you can imagine, even though the new world is more technologically advance, the citizens are actually very limited. All the new world citizen are actually living in the same building, with the king of the new world staying on the top floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;So who am I? I am the son-in-law of the king of the new world. Don't ask me who is my wife, I dun remember seeing her in my dream. So the story goes on that initially everything seems so relax and happy, and I shall skip to the crucial point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Everything started when I went outside to the old world, carrying my grey sling bag into one hawker centre. I put my sling bag down and order some food. Then i saw my BMT friend, so I approached him and chit chat with him. Dunnoe why I walk along with him while chit-chatting instead of asking him to sit down. So after that I think I go back to my new world and dunnoe do what. This is then I realize that I left my bag outside, with my mobile in it. So I go back to the old world and look for it, but i couldn't find it. Therefore, I go to the Lost and Found counter, which is situated in the arcade. This arcade is quite different from the rest of the arcade. There is no people, all of a sudden I saw one robot sweeping the floor. When I want to see clearer, somebody call me and ask me what I want. I say I am looking for the lost and found counter, and she lead me into the second floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;At the lost and found counter, they put the bags nicely on the shelf. I saw my bag, and I am damn happy. So I say that is my bag. Without verification, the person just take my bag. When I take a closer look, actually it is not my bag. So i look carefully, my bag is over at the other side, so I told the person that this is not my bag and ask him to take my bag. This time round he confirm whether the bag he is taking is my bag before giving me. So when I take a look again, the bag that he has given me seems to have changed shape and style. Now, I never really insist as I feel something has gone wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So when I am making my way back to my new world, I saw Eric, my LTB group mate coming, saying that the old world are invading the new world and ask me to hurry up and rush back to help. So while approaching the lift, Eric ask me to stand guard at the door, while he is waiting for the lift to come, then when the lift arrived, he ask me to go inside, and wait for him while he find his friend.  Inside the lift there is another girl, china girl to be exact. Because I am anxious to go back and scared some old world pple might find the lift, I immediately scan my card and press on 3 to access to the new world. The lift took about 10 mins to reach the new world. In the meantime, dunnoe why I suspect that the china girl is a spy. So I handcuff her, but I dunnoe where and why my handcuff appear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Upon reaching the new world, I saw my mother-in-law, the queen of the new world and told her that I caught a spy. Then she ask me to bring her down to the cells. After finishing this task, I go back to my room, and rest. Then I saw Eric... Upon seeing him, he run away. I keep chasing after him, wanting to explain how come I never wait for him. He leads me to somewhere even more deep inside, then he say he forgive me, before I do my explanation. This is when I realized that we are being invaded by the machines from the old world, and Eric is the spy from the old world, that's why he lead me down to the basement. So I am trying to avoid the missile shoot by the machines. Eventually, I got caught. Next thing I know, I saw my father-in-law being caught, and the king of the old world say this to him to him:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"I will never forget how the new world destroyed us decades ago. From then on, I swear that the new world will suffer the same fate." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Supposedly this is the end of the story, but it is not end of the dream. It is just like a totally new story, I found myself at the building again. I made a big detour and saw four holes. Then, two things shoot up, and they transform into robots. Like transformers sia.... Then I saw Wayne here, and he is carrying one carton of coke. So as we walked, we reach the warehouse of Sheng Siong. Somehow they left their drinks unguarded. So wayne suggest to put down the carton of Coke and both of us get one Can of ice lemon tea. I say aren't this consider stealing... He say no because we return one carton of coke. So I also stupidly agree and drink that ice lemon tea. Next thing I know, the security guard caught us and say that we steal their ice lemon tea. So we are being brought up to the managing director (YF's father) office and wait for him. Then I woke up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;After I woke up, I keep thinking of this dream and find it similar to something:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The New World is just like SMU, new and different, and need to scan cards to go in. But if after being different, they are complacent and never bother abt the old world. They allow the old world to be more technologically advanced without knowing it. So in the end, it is being exterminated by the old world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;That's it for now... I will continue to blog about my life once I got back all my results... Currently, I have got back three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-2366454303086387481?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/2366454303086387481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=2366454303086387481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/2366454303086387481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/2366454303086387481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-just-had-most-adventurous-dream-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-1588379509123629819</id><published>2007-10-15T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T21:08:43.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Today is my 22nd birthday... Here the old Thiam Hock getting older by another year... Somehow, since young, I am always not in the mood in celebrating birthday. Since it occurs every year, why is there a need to celebrate. However, as I grow older, birthday has become sort of a burden to me. Everyone hope that you will be happy in your birthday, that is the burden. Today I spend my birthday in school discussing LTB as our presentation is coming up. Even though I tried very hard not to go to school today, but still... due to some major changes, we need more time for the rehearsal. So really is llst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Talking about LTB, I sort of feel that my burden is getting heavier and heavier, especially when now we could not even secure a sponsorship or something and the project is gonna be held nxt weekend. In fact, not only LTB, in every project, I am like the leader. For CAT, LTB, TWC and FA. I wonder when will I start to break down. Luckily for external commitment like competitions and CSP, I got Kevin and Wayne to be the leader, and I am confident they will be wonderful leaders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I know this is very very late, but I still wanna say. Finally Terence, Yuan Feng and Li Shang have left Singapore, abandon us and enjoy in UK le. Not to say really abandon and enjoying, but they still left Singapore. For the past few years, I have been spending quite a fair bit of time with both Terence and Yuan Feng. So now i am still on the adjusting phase on life without them. Haa... Do I sound gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Without Terence, there wun be another person to argue with me. Wayne and Kevin dun bother to argue because they are not problem kids. There also wun be another person who will talk in a louder voice than me. Now, I have the loudest voice and I am not used to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Without Yuan Feng, there wun be another person suddenly finding me to talk 'xin shi'. In fact, although I am a well-known broadcaster, but I always keep YF secret secret, not even to Kevin and Terence. There also wun be another person to confide with. YF is the most patient listener I have ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I think now I still sound gay, so I better dun continue. In summary, enjoy your education over in UK and have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Lastly, a very belated birthday to Kevin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That'sit.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-1588379509123629819?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/1588379509123629819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=1588379509123629819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1588379509123629819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1588379509123629819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-is-my-22nd-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-5237630993771256640</id><published>2007-09-27T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:51:38.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;25th September - This particular day of every year, will be the day that I will think of her. A lot of times, I always thought that the only existence of her is in my mind. She just forms part of my memories. But somehow, I still couldn't forget her. Call me foolish and stupid if you want to. I also think that I am damn stupid. She is having a good bf (I hope) now, earning stable income. Won't be surprise that one day she got married. Whatever that happen between us is just like a dream, a dream that etch on my heart. However, I just couldn't understand how come we cannot even be like normal friends. I don't even have her msn, or maybe I don't want to see her in my list so that I would not be reminded of that memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Today during my LTB lesson, my team member make a comment on me and june... I am surprised. June's emotion is even worse. Somehow, despite my constant effort to encourage my team member be candid, be frank, does not help much. I am not piss by the fact that they have such an opinion, but I am piss that how come u need my TA to prompt you, then you say that. I have make it very clear, whatever conflicts and misunderstandings that each of them are having, they just say it out to the person involve, and we will work around there. However, seems that this message seems ineffective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Also happen today, I have an informal chatting/interviewing session with YF's Father, Mr Lim. For those who know who is he, good. I got to know his business strategy and his approach towards managing an enterprise. I can say that I am quite amazed. He has a very strong belief that human resource is the key for expansion or any strategies or plans. He do not use theory that are being taught in polytechnics and universities. He believes in his experience and believes in leadership by example. A great and inspiring session I would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-5237630993771256640?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/5237630993771256640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=5237630993771256640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/5237630993771256640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/5237630993771256640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/09/25th-september-this-particular-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-8271547631791489656</id><published>2007-09-22T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:01:39.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;As what Kevin has said, this weekend is the only weekend so far that I totally never do anything related to school. By right, I am suppose to meet Thomas, aka Shun Qiang for some toastmaster event today at Ang Mo Kio, but he put me aeroplane because of some presentation rehearsal. I am a type of person that don't like to go to someplace alone, therefore I never attend that event and ended up lost $12. So I end up sleeping whole day long today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sleeping has been a luxury ever since I am a full-time student. My daily sleeping time will always be about 2 am to 3 am, and wake up time is about 7 am to 8 am, unless for some special circumstances like every Thurs and Fri, where I can wake up very very late. But this shouldn't be the right way as once u wake up late, there will be a lot of time wasted that could have otherwise used in some constructive stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;In my previous entry, I said that I joined a lot of clubs and how many will I be left with eventually. E.Y.E, SMU-ISE, and SMIF all have their weekly sessions on the same day at the same time. I really sincerely wanna go for E.Y.E weekly cell group meetings, training session conduct by ISE, but I still end up choosing SMIF training over the other two. So now, my only active CCAs are left with Toastmaster and SMIF, which just started. Anyway, for Toastmaster, I will be giving my first project speech on 16 October, one day after my birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Till now, I will say SMU is a very project-based university. In fact, just one Leadership and Teambuilding Community Service project is enough to tire us out. Talking about Leadership and Teambuilding, it is often wondered why the hell we need to take such course in uni level. There is no way u can learn about leadership if you don't experience it. Yes, that's right. That's why we got this Community Service project that we have to plan, organize and implement. This CSP reminds me of NYAA residential project, just that there are some additional things u have to take note of. I am being appointed as the leader for the whole project. Seriously, you will encounter stuffs that you know you need to solve it, but you don't know how, for example, problems with individual group members. So I believe I will learn a lot of things that I couldn't have got it from books in this course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Next Saturday, Terence, Shang, and Yuan Feng gonna fly to UK for another phase of their life. Tomorrow, we gonna have a farewell lunch for Terence and YF with the 04 girls.... For some reasons, anna and gang jian chi don't want to attend Terence bday last sat, tt's why there is this farewell lunch thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-8271547631791489656?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/8271547631791489656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=8271547631791489656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8271547631791489656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8271547631791489656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-what-kevin-has-said-this-weekend-is.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-317827784637688177</id><published>2007-09-14T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:18:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omething Interesting to Share....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;A ship sank in a storm. Five survivors scrambled aboard two lifeboats: a sailor, a girl, and an old man in one boat. While the girl's fiancee and his best friend in the second. During that evening the storm continued, and the two boats separated. The one with the sailor, the girl and the old man washed ashore on an island and was wrecked. The girl searched all night in vain for the other boat or any sign of her fiancee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The next day, the weather cleared, and still the girl could not locate her fiancee. In the distance she saw another island. Hoping to find her fiancee, she begged the sailor to repair the boat and row her to the other island. The sailor agreed, on the condition that she sleep with him that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Distraught, she went to the old man for advice. "I can't tell you what's right or wrong for you," he said, "Look into your heart and follow it." Confused and desperate, she agreed to the sailor's condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The next morning the sailor fixed the boat and rowed her to the other island. Jumping out of the boat, she ran up the beach into the arms of her fiancee. Then she decided to tell him about the previous night. In a rage, the financee pushed her aside and said, "Get away from me! I don't want to see you again!" Weeping she started to walk slowly down the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Her fiancee's best friend saw her and went to her, put his arms around her, and said, "I can tell that you two have had a fight. I will try to patch it up, but in the meantime I will take care of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Which character do you like best or valued most and which character do you like least or valued least?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The choices are Sailor, Girl, Old Man, Girl's Fiancee and Best Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Your choices sort of speaks of your certain personality. There are actually a lot of this type of personality tests, but i find this quite interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-317827784637688177?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/317827784637688177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=317827784637688177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/317827784637688177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/317827784637688177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/09/s-omething-interesting-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-1314015490729943686</id><published>2007-09-07T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:01:07.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Ever since my life in SMU has started, I have never made a single entry into this blog. If I told you I am busy, it is definitely an excuse. Maybe I just don't bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally, after 2 years of waiting, I have stepped into the world of education again. All I can comment is that life in university definitely is different compare to poly. In poly, there is always this honeymoon period before all the projects come in. For uni, there is also honeymoon period, but this honeymoon period seems busier compare to the busy period in poly. So just imagine it.... During my first week of school, I am in school from mon to sun. Yes, mon to sun, even on sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Currently, I am taking 5 courses, 4.5 CUs, which are namely, Financial Accounting, Technology and World Change, Leadership and Teambuilding, Computer As an Analysis Tool and Academic Writing. From all these courses, you will know I am currently in a very project-intensive term. As of now, Leadership and Teambuilding class is the most fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;So how about CCAs? Am I a mugger? Somehow, I am trying to cover up what I have lost in poly. So I took the initiative to join quite a few clubs. First, there is this E.Y.E investment club, which I all along wanna join. Then I joined SMU Xtremist, or in short, SMUX under trekking and Xseed. I believe that I will be able to understand more about myself. Next, I joined Toastmaster Club so that I can gain confidence in public speaking, which is very important especially for a soft-spoken person like me who need to survive in SMU. Lastly, I joined the SMU-ISE (Initiative for Social Enterprise), which focuses on social entrepreneurship. Above all this, I also voice my interest in the Student Association in SMU and the Student Managed Investment Fund. So, am I crazy? I dunnoe.... Maybe in a few months time, I will end up with no CCA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Currently, this is the end of Week 3. I have gradually adapted to student life once again. I will be having my first presentation on TWC next week on Telephone. Personally, not that I wanna boast or hao lian, but I really think our presentation is really good. Anyway, just to add one final thing, SMU girls can be really hot.... Haa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-1314015490729943686?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/1314015490729943686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=1314015490729943686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1314015490729943686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1314015490729943686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/09/ever-since-my-life-in-smu-has-started-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-7551547452684348469</id><published>2007-08-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:50:40.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Suppose to be in my bed sleeping. I have been trying to adopt the habit of sleeping early and waking up early. However, I always end up waking up late. Anyway, this time round, while i am on my bed for just 1+ hour, Terence called me regarding the redang trip. Ya... If you don't know, I am going to Redang on this sat with Terence, Wayne, and Jonathan. So, back to the question, why Terence called me in such 'late' hours? Oh... It is because he is confused by the pricing. He seems to notice there is a discrepancy between what is stated on the price list, and what we have paid. Eventually, our conclusion is no conclusion... So, here I am, blogging... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It seems that after my last post on my seven wonders of the world, some people are really puzzled why Thiam Hock suddenly took an interest in such an immaterial stuff. I think I gave others an impression that I am only interested in things like finance, porn, or whatsoever that make is very material. In other words, I am materialistic... Well... I dn really have much comments about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So what have I been doing recently? Well... as mentioned in Kevin's blog, we are actually attending a English Language Workshop, or ELW in short. On the first day of the workshop, my lecturer sorts of promise us that after the workshop, we will be able to teach grammar outside. Well... Now the workshop is over, and though not very confident, but I can say that my grammar did improve. But please dun use this post as a reference cos I dun really bother to check whether is there any grammatical mistakes anot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;On the fifth day of workshop, we are given a post-test, where we will need to get at least a B grade, if not we are deemed to fail the workshop. This is something really different from the first run of the workshop which Wayne have attended. I would say I am not at all confident about the test, and reason is already stated in Kevin's blog, so shan't elaborate further. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Next, I notice that I have not say anything about FTB camp. I think I also lazy to really blog about it. But one thing is, the tunnelling activity, rafting and the final challenge is really fun. Will upload the photos if possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;So tt's about it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-7551547452684348469?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/7551547452684348469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=7551547452684348469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/7551547452684348469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/7551547452684348469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/08/suppose-to-be-in-my-bed-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-3319559736514608303</id><published>2007-07-25T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:44:13.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, there is this voting going on for the New Seven Wonders of the World. I have been wanting to share the results with my readers, but I am quite lazy to post the pictures. To me, looking at the photos really make me want to visit these places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taj Mahal&lt;/strong&gt; India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Attributes: Love and Passion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY3Ysg8O-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/9sS4jzpUaVE/s1600-h/605px-TajMahalbyAmalMongia.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090817326194637794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY3Ysg8O-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/9sS4jzpUaVE/s320/605px-TajMahalbyAmalMongia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY3Mcg8O9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NFpqouMJIXw/s1600-h/Taj_Mahal_in_March_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090817115741240274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY3Mcg8O9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/NFpqouMJIXw/s320/Taj_Mahal_in_March_2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petra&lt;/strong&gt; Jordon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Attributes: Engineering, Protection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY2n8g8O8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/8paFsUScXko/s1600-h/PetraMonastery.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090816488676015042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY2n8g8O8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/8paFsUScXko/s320/PetraMonastery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY2ccg8O7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/w_UEy_JnhzI/s1600-h/450px-Khazneh.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090816291107519410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY2ccg8O7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/w_UEy_JnhzI/s320/450px-Khazneh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Machu Picchu&lt;/strong&gt; Peru&lt;br /&gt;(Attributes: Community, Dedication)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY2Usg8O6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Af372V5BZwY/s1600-h/800px-Machu_Picchu_seen_from_Huayna_Picchu.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090816157963533218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY2Usg8O6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Af372V5BZwY/s320/800px-Machu_Picchu_seen_from_Huayna_Picchu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY2Msg8O5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/0z3M9sxiJak/s1600-h/Peru_Machu_Picchu_Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090816020524579730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY2Msg8O5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/0z3M9sxiJak/s320/Peru_Machu_Picchu_Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great Wall of China&lt;/strong&gt; China&lt;br /&gt;(Attributes: Perserverance, Persistance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY1tMg8O4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/annxACrKBXs/s1600-h/800px-IMGP0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090815479358700418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY1tMg8O4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/annxACrKBXs/s320/800px-IMGP0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY1jMg8O3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cIG505eGvc0/s1600-h/800px-Greatwall-SA3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090815307560008562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY1jMg8O3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cIG505eGvc0/s320/800px-Greatwall-SA3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great Pyramid of Giza&lt;/strong&gt; Egypt&lt;br /&gt;(Attributes: Immortality, Eternality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY1bMg8O2I/AAAAAAAAADs/8lTTucgLoNw/s1600-h/800px-Kheops-Pyramid.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090815170121055074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY1bMg8O2I/AAAAAAAAADs/8lTTucgLoNw/s320/800px-Kheops-Pyramid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY06sg8O1I/AAAAAAAAADk/cMcJ_Yltkhk/s1600-h/Pyramide_Kheops.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090814611775306578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY06sg8O1I/AAAAAAAAADk/cMcJ_Yltkhk/s320/Pyramide_Kheops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colosseum&lt;/strong&gt; Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Attributes: Joy, Suffering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY0gsg8O0I/AAAAAAAAADc/r6AFcZ1uwoo/s1600-h/800px-Colosseum_in_Rome%252C_Italy_-_April_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090814165098707778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY0gsg8O0I/AAAAAAAAADc/r6AFcZ1uwoo/s320/800px-Colosseum_in_Rome%252C_Italy_-_April_2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY0Vsg8OzI/AAAAAAAAADU/n67DUh3-SEg/s1600-h/Kolosseumbannen.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090813976120146738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY0Vsg8OzI/AAAAAAAAADU/n67DUh3-SEg/s320/Kolosseumbannen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christ The Redeemer&lt;/strong&gt; Brazil&lt;br /&gt;(Attributes: Welcoming, Openness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY0J8g8OyI/AAAAAAAAADM/p1QclVB0ISM/s1600-h/Brasil_RioDeJaneiro_Corcovado.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090813774256683810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqY0J8g8OyI/AAAAAAAAADM/p1QclVB0ISM/s320/Brasil_RioDeJaneiro_Corcovado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqYz9sg8OxI/AAAAAAAAADE/z9RbDrf91oA/s1600-h/734px-Corcovado_statue01_2005-03-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090813563803286290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqYz9sg8OxI/AAAAAAAAADE/z9RbDrf91oA/s320/734px-Corcovado_statue01_2005-03-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chichen Itza&lt;/strong&gt; Mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Attributes: Worship, Knowledge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqYz0sg8OwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/lz5DFAwVLrg/s1600-h/800px-Chichen-Itza_El_Castillo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090813409184463618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqYz0sg8OwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/lz5DFAwVLrg/s320/800px-Chichen-Itza_El_Castillo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqYzwMg8OvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/R7oSv5Yfadw/s1600-h/800px-El_Castillo%252C_Chich%25C3%25A9n_Itz%25C3%25A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090813331875052274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RqYzwMg8OvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/R7oSv5Yfadw/s320/800px-El_Castillo%252C_Chich%25C3%25A9n_Itz%25C3%25A1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 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Now I am just stuck somewhere in the middle... I think if i don't blog part 2 of the camp, I would not blog about it. So I should do it ASAP.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Before I start, just some recent updates. Today I went to SMU again for some OCS briefing. I think is quite cock but good effort. Had a so-called amazing race and got the third position. Then, Adecco called me again, about this job at Changi Airport, at $8 per hour. I told the consultant about my commitment and amazingly, the company do not mind. So in about 6 more hours, I will have to work again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Seriously, in my own opinion, working is definitely better than rotting at home. It is like at least you are earning money, and at the same time refrain you from spending money. So economically, it is effective. This time round, my company is a business consultancy. I am require to use excel (again) and therefore sort of looking forward to learning new things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In addition, today I met Kenny, the first time I see him after the final interview for the LKCSP. He got the same situation as me, after the LKCSP, he receive nothing. Then he told me the JCs pple that went through the final interview got the Study Award which is worth $5000. So where does the problem lies? Is it because we are poly students? I really dunnoe, and do not dare to speculate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyway, after today I sort of realize how come I am NOT looking forward the FTB camp this coming Friday. I guess the main reason is that for this FTB camp, it is compulsory for everyone to attend. Therefore, unlike the BONDUE camp, sports camp, etc, there will be much more pple that are not enthusiastic and just wanna get through the three days over quickly. So, ultimately, it still boils down to your team members, whether are they enthu anot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ok get back to the camp.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;In this day, we are still at Changi Village chalet. We are suppose to "fall in" at 8.15 outside the chalet. So we wake up about 7+ to do the necessary washing up. Anyway, our facilitator, Eugene, went back to bed again, and about 8 o clock, grp 1 facilitator came and wake him up, and ask him to lead us out of the chalet. As usual, when we are out, we wait till about 9 am before the bus came. So Eugene is quite dulan with it. While waiting, we start to play ice-breaker game again. The usual 007, 1234. Clara lost the first time round, and have to do forfeit. Eugene ask her to go to the center of the place where all the groups gather, and start practicing Taekwondo. This is damn funny. Then I lost the second time, my forfeit is to go to the center and start scolding an imaginary recruit. Basically I use whatever my sergeant scolded us to scold tt "recruit". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Next, we get back to SMU and again wait for the briefing for amazing race. We are suppose to play a game dodgeball with grp 1. The winner will get to leave SMU earlier by 10 mins, and the loser will have a chance to go through the fast-pass challenge, but only limited to two teams. So we lost, and the game facilitator require us to stay for 10 mins before we can even make our way for the fast-pass. When we wait for about 5 mins or so, we saw other loser teams also walk away, so we heck care and walk also. By the time, there is one grp in front of us, and tt grp is the second grp tt want to go through the fast-pass challenge. We are damn dulan because of wrong information being pass down as that group never wait after the game. Anyway, we din get the challenge, so we continue with our amazing race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Along the way, we decide to do something funny. An amazing mission during our race. But to protect the innocence, I shall not say what mission we did during the race. Any way, we only go through two checkpoints, one at fort canning, and the other at clarke quay. Actually, the games are nothing compare to the team building games we had in the first day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;When we get back to SMU, it is about 4+. We went for our dinner, which is a buffet and is quite nice, then we went showering. I think we were the last grp to shower. We start walking to the gym for showering at 7.45 pm and suddenly, one instruction come down saying that we need to be at SOA conference hall by 8.00 pm. Haa... as usual we heck care, but end up we brought all our used cloths and showering stuffs to SOA conference hall. By the time we reached, they already started, first thing i saw, Kevin is playing one of the games. It is musical chair, with both guys and girls as partners. The guys will be the outer layer and the girls will be the inner layer. The guys will have to grab the chair, while the girls have to sit on the guy's lap. Kevin manage to win 2 - 3 rounds i think. Everytime when he grab the chair, his leg open damn big, dunnoe for what. Then his grp member, i think should be the most pretty one in his grp sit on his lap. haa... Then, I told wayne, Kevin cannot win, if not more shit will come. Indeed, the two couples that is left haf to do some obscene action. Fortunately, Kevin din win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Next, after this stage performance, we are told that we can go to SIS Function room 5.1 for some dancing, with free alcohol. So we went back to our "bunk" and discuss whether should we go. We finally decided to go to the function room and take a look. Over there, I saw an environment that is exactly identical to club. Musics, lights, smoke, alcohol. Then first thing I do is to go and find Kevin. Cos I am really wondering is he dancing, or he just relac one corner and drink. To my surprise, he is dancing. Haa.. Still say he dun club..... Anyway, as shown in the photos I have posted, I took a photo of him without his knowledge. After the photo, u can imagine what he scold le... Then we are about to leave to go back to our bunk and haf our own activity, Die Hard 2.1... The three of us, wayne, me and kevin took a photo. I think it is the first time the three of us took a photo. Then Kevin very shun kou and say, ask the reading pple to take one also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Back to our bunk, our facilitators sort of invite other group pple to come. Group 1, who is in the same room as us, somehow refuse to join us... I wonder why... Wayne overhead a conversation that the guys suggest to go play Warcraft, and offer to teach the girls how to play... I was like what the hell man... End up I think they go play DOTA. So over in our bunk, we start playing the usual ice-breaking game, and this time round we will drink liquor. Anyway, I got to know one new game that is very fun. The asking question game, but i lazy to explain over here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;After all the drinking, we decided to head for supper. I can see that our another facilitator, April, is sort of drunk le. First, she call me out and scold pieces of shit. I was like wat the hell... But I never take it too hard. Then when she went to buy drinks, I offer to carry the drinks for her, at that point of time, she talk a lot of crap to me... I also dunnoe what she is talking, just let her win la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So that's basically our day 2. For day 3, we woke up late at about 9, then went for the final debrief and watching video, and it marks the end of the camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Next up will be the FTB camp, which should be my last orientation camp.... Haizz... Hope it will not be too sucky....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-6780253293605759560?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/6780253293605759560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=6780253293605759560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/6780253293605759560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/6780253293605759560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/07/suppose-to-be-in-my-bed-now-but-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-369199010476310679</id><published>2007-07-13T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T15:56:57.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcumofFS6I/AAAAAAAAACs/VoZlPU6uguk/s1600-h/Amazing1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086585545375959970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcumofFS6I/AAAAAAAAACs/VoZlPU6uguk/s320/Amazing1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before the Dodge ball&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcuIofFS5I/AAAAAAAAACk/wxcCSFCnxrM/s1600-h/Amazing+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086585029979884434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcuIofFS5I/AAAAAAAAACk/wxcCSFCnxrM/s320/Amazing+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Where are we now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Rpct64fFS4I/AAAAAAAAACc/aSUm5ERSYQg/s1600-h/Amazing+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086584793756683138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Rpct64fFS4I/AAAAAAAAACc/aSUm5ERSYQg/s320/Amazing+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Civil Defence rocks man&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Rpctd4fFS2I/AAAAAAAAACM/ZmmsTKYn55k/s1600-h/Amazing+14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086584295540476770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Rpctd4fFS2I/AAAAAAAAACM/ZmmsTKYn55k/s320/Amazing+14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After dunking our head into flour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpctRofFS1I/AAAAAAAAACE/04yTcg3X-cg/s1600-h/Amazing+43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086584085087079250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpctRofFS1I/AAAAAAAAACE/04yTcg3X-cg/s320/Amazing+43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taking Camera.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Rpcs9ofFS0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/z6HhPgj9mZI/s1600-h/Amazing+44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086583741489695554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Rpcs9ofFS0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/z6HhPgj9mZI/s320/Amazing+44.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amazing Mission during Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcszYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AZUxGdzD4JA/s1600-h/Bondue+Night+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086583565396036402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcszYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AZUxGdzD4JA/s320/Bondue+Night+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcslYfFSyI/AAAAAAAAABs/RSEbb6ABi3I/s1600-h/Bondue+Night+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086583324877867810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcslYfFSyI/AAAAAAAAABs/RSEbb6ABi3I/s320/Bondue+Night+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What is Kevin doing in this place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcsaofFSxI/AAAAAAAAABk/9_hhw6rPLv0/s1600-h/Bondue+Night+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086583140194274066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcsaofFSxI/AAAAAAAAABk/9_hhw6rPLv0/s320/Bondue+Night+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls while "clubbing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcsLYfFSwI/AAAAAAAAABc/becvWMi5Mqc/s1600-h/Bondue+Night+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086582878201268994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcsLYfFSwI/AAAAAAAAABc/becvWMi5Mqc/s320/Bondue+Night+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First time only three of us took a photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcsDYfFSvI/AAAAAAAAABU/0tYDl7rKfb4/s1600-h/Bondue+Night+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086582740762315506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcsDYfFSvI/AAAAAAAAABU/0tYDl7rKfb4/s320/Bondue+Night+8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What am i doing that make everyone laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Rpcr2IfFSuI/AAAAAAAAABM/FCV5u-pK4gI/s1600-h/Bondue+Night+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086582513129048802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Rpcr2IfFSuI/AAAAAAAAABM/FCV5u-pK4gI/s320/Bondue+Night+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I thought SAF is the only place with this thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcrtYfFStI/AAAAAAAAABE/PloKFzo6zLU/s1600-h/Bondue+Night+18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086582362805193426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcrtYfFStI/AAAAAAAAABE/PloKFzo6zLU/s320/Bondue+Night+18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photos for our Die Hard 2.1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-369199010476310679?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/369199010476310679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=369199010476310679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/369199010476310679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/369199010476310679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/07/before-dodge-ball-where-are-we-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/RpcumofFS6I/AAAAAAAAACs/VoZlPU6uguk/s72-c/Amazing1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12510790.post-1617658384556371433</id><published>2007-07-13T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T15:30:47.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hi guys... I am back from the Bondue camp. I think this camp sort of mark my beginning of my life in SMU. Overall, I would think this camp is very fun and enjoyable. It sort of make me NOT looking forward for the Freshmen Team Building Camp that I will be going next week. Nevermind, low expectation would always got satisfied easily. Since I never expect anything, so it should be a good thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I purposely wait for Kevin to blog first, because I wanna see how much he said about the camp. But too bad, he din manage to finish his entry. Therefore, I assume he will be blogging on things that I have seen... Haa... Xin Fu De Nan Ren.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;First Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am suppose to meet up with Kevin and Wayne @ 8.15 am at City Hall MRT Station. When I reached, it is just nice, but Kevin is late. So I go ahead to the School of Accountancy with Wayne and another groupmate, Jiayong. Over at the School of Accountancy (SOA), already see many girls. So we register first and wait for Kevin to pass him his indemnity form. We wait and wait, then Jiayong went to join our group first. The situation becomes our group member is waiting for us, while we are still waiting for Kevin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When we link up with our group, we have a very brief introduction of ourselves. The other group members that I have know is mainly Joanna, Juliet, Clara and Karthi and Jethro. So we carry on with some simple icebreaker games like Heeha, Tiu Tiu Tiu while waiting for two more girls to come. Finally, Angela and Xiaohui arrived. Apparently, most of the girls seems to know each other also. So, for the whole morning, we are playing icebreaking games and doing forfeit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After lunch, this is the fun part where we are doing teambuilding games. The first game is bursting balloon game. The girls have to blow a balloon with water inside, tie it, then put in on the guys lap, then sit on the balloon to burst it. Haa... For this game, the guy can say totally zo bo lan. Just sit down there, relax and wait for the balloon. Initially when the station master demonstrate, it seems that it is very difficult to do it. But Angela is able to inflate the balloon with ease. From this game, we find out that Angela is a good in blowing... For the second game, we need to pass the grapes with mouth. Jiayong and Wayne is the main contributor as wayne throw the grape to Jiayong, and Jiayong must be able to catch the grape with his mouth. For the third game, is finding marbles inside water which consist of egg, mayo, and leftover lunch. There will be extra incentives if we dunk our head inside this water. Somehow, my group seems to be crazy. Each and everyone of us dunk our head inside this disgusting shit. Then we have to play a game which consist of three groups of pple, first two person blow out three candles, so definitely one of them must be Angela, since she is good in blowing, the other is Jiayong. Then Wayne have to wear long pants, and Joanna gotta put the egg under his pants and push from one end to another. Apparently, the egg got into wayne's shorts as well. Then third stage is passing cards by sucking it with mouth. From this stage, we find that Xiaohui is good in sucking. Then fourth stage is Juliet must put lipstick on my lips with her mouth, then i kiss her hand. For the fifth game, I also dunnoe what to say, we won without knowing what is going on. Just basically dodge ball. Final game is something like BAC. Crawl and roll in the mud. So after that we are damn dirty and have to be like pigs like that standing in front of someone with the hose to clean us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;After dinner, we board the bus and went all the way to Changi for our fright night. Our fright night is held at Old Changi Hospital. I would say the night walk we have organize for Spac2go is better than this fright night except for the environment. But because of the environment, there is a lot of limits of what they can do. So I understand that, and they did a good job, by telling us the story of whatever rooms and we have to go inside to find something out of the room with only two persons. I am suppose to go into a toilet with Juliet to find a tongue. When I step inside, all the cubicles have no doors except for one. So it is pretty obvious what will happen. Indeed the door open up, and I saw two figures with hairs covering the face, wearing black and make strange noise. I ignore them and went on to search other cubicles. Confirm got nothing, then i go back, seeing one of the "ghost" pointing at his face. So i reach out my hand, and got the tongue out. After this, I think wayne go in to find something, then tt's the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Here is the cock part. We are suppose to BBQ at the chalet. However, we are not given anything else except for the charcoal. There is no fire starter, no grill. Even the food, just few packets of crabmeat stick and hotdogs, then one packet of chicken wing without marination and one whole chicken. First time i see BBQ got one whole chicken. So we went to Changi Village for supper. Over there, me and wayne sort of roughly talk about the majors in SMU Business degree, especially on the finance major, and the difference between quantitative finance and finance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Finally, back to the chalet. It is like 3 groups of 10 pple each squeeze into one chalet, with one group assign to one room each. So u can imagine how squeeze it can be. My group members play bridge, which i define as brain cell killing games while me, wayne and jiayong are watching. Now I sort of know how to play bridge le, but it is still quite difficult. So, all the while we are waiting to bath and all the while the bathroom seems to be not available. Apparently, other grp members have been showering all the way. We are the last group to shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;After showering, it is finally time to sleep. Three girls are sleeping on the floor, while 5 girls slept on the bed, guys dun need to say. Since the room is not that cold, we decided to use the sleeping bag as a pillow. Sometime later, I wake up, and saw our facilitator, Eugene and Jiayong jumping into their sleeping bag. At that point of time, I still dunnoe what is going on. Later, I woke up again to find myself freezing. So I decided to got into sleeping bag as well. Karthi woke up to go to shower at this point, so I presume it is about to wake up soon, but I just heck care. In the morning, the girls also complaining that it is damn cold. Joanna said tt she woke up a few times to push the fan upwards, which is towards us. Then I ask her why she dn wanna turn it off, she said tt she thought we want the fan on... Anyway, when i was about to brush my teeth, I open the door and the room opposite me, which is Kevin's grp door also just open and I saw Kevin. The situation is damn funny. Like long time neighbour, then we see each other every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Second Day - To be Continued &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;P.S. I need to wait for Kevin to blog first. Ha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-1617658384556371433?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/1617658384556371433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=1617658384556371433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1617658384556371433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1617658384556371433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/07/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-8276655393350097773</id><published>2007-07-05T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:25:39.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Roy-XzoZuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/PR4ByuXfAro/s1600-h/at+MSVS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083647395600382082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Roy-XzoZuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/PR4ByuXfAro/s320/at+MSVS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Top: Vikrant, Clement, See Tian Fu, SGT Donald, Ian, Desmond, Yong Ming, Goh Kem Guan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Bottom: Senthil, J Lo, Me, Leslie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Manage to get this photo just now, which i think is taken 2 - 3 months before my ORD. These people are the one that I am working with for 1 year and 9 months in my National Service. All the people are in this photo except for Gan and Eugene. Though I think most reader of my blog would not know them, but nevertheless, I still wanna describe them, so just bear with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Vikrant: One of the two indians around in my company. He is a joker and also slacker. He is someone that when you ask him to go out, he will be the first one to agree. One of his favourite hobby during the early stage of our army life is to scare people off. E.g. hiding under the sink in the toilet, climb up the cupboard, walking outside the window. He and J Lo really make the best buddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Clement: I have sort of describe him briefly in my previous entries before. He is jonathan ex-BD group mate. Something happen between them that make them really very very unhappy. I do not know the details. Till now, I still dunnoe how to describe him. He was once anti by everyone due to his working style. I guess he feels really sad about this. I admit I was one of the fire-starter for this whole thing. But now ORD le, I also dun wanna bother it too much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;See Tian Fu: He got the same name as me. Initally his surname is Chua, then he change to See. Nevertheless, we still call him Chua. One of the rich people around. Quite Ah Beng, but actually not too bad. He is the only one that can make fun of the almighty Gan and Gan would not dare to fight back. Furthermore, he always seem to win in any argument. Therefore, he will make a very good negotiator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ian Tan: Haa... The only ang moh in my company. With him, our company have black, white, and yellow skin colour. He can be a fun and vocal person. Always complaining about everything on earth, and always so frank with his comments till we get used to it. Hate Jay Chou and the rest of the Chinese songs, complaining that chinese songs have no creativity. Have been very frank that once after ORD, he dun wanna see us anymore. But after ord, he said something otherwise. I doubt I would see him in near future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Desmond: By right, I should have a lot to talk about him. He sleep beside me in my bunk. Every night we sort of chit chat till quite late. He is 24 years old and yet behave like a kid, sometimes. I always say that when I group together with him, something bad sure gonna happen. My first guard duty in tekong is with him, in the end met with an accident. My second time guard duty, both of us almost lost our camp pass. Another time group together with him, an accident happen, almost injured him badly. Final time in Australia, we kenna left right up down from Master Alan. He can easily make a person frustrated and angry with his words. This is a skill to learn. Not forgetting he is a fire starter. He always like to sow discord among us, making us quarrel, then he sit at the back and relax. I would view him as someone that is very trustworthy and reliable. Anyway, "Talk to you very tired" and "Kua buey kui" and "Tell you, you also dunnoe, bring you there also too far" is I learnt from him. So if you got irritated by the above phrases, blame him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yong Ming: If you want me to say his good points, seriously I dunnoe what to say. He is very ya-ya, always like to show off, and forever very untidy. He is the only person tt go home without bathing. One thing good is that because he is very ya ya, we always push a lot of things to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Goh Kem Guan: Even though his name is Kem Guan, but we only call him Ah Goh. Forever Mr Nice Guy trying to please every single person. Therefore J lo say that he is two-headed snake, which is sort of true. Sometimes chao keng, which is like everybody out there. But I can see that he is a very good bf. Because he is close to every one, we always use him as spy. Against who i dun need to say la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Senthil: I believe I mention him dunnoe how many times to my poly friends le. He is very very blur. Though is Indian, but he did not have anything tt is common with other Indian except tt he is black and speak tamil. "Ya la... but...", "Good la, but not so good" all created from him. The McDonald incident is even worse, making us anti him. He is a diploma graduate, and when he look for job, he actually put his expected salary 1200... I really dunnoe what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;J Lo: The life of my company. If you ask other companies who they know that is in my company, they will definitely say J Lo. Initially, a very devoted BF. After some incident, suddenly change to very flirt. Always like to make fun of people and create a joke out of someone that is very entertaining. For almost one month, I am facing him everyday in Australia. I would say he is a very loyal friend, but sometimes due to his kindness, people will tend to take advantage of him without him knowing. Initially, he is very garang, however, towards the end of ORD, he become very slack and everything also take the "by-left" method. He is someone that you cannot offend in my company because he is the person that can influence everyone easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Leslie: Finally, he is my bunk maid besides desmond. Oops... Did I say bunk maid? I say bunk mate rite... He always like to clean up our bunk. Basically with him around, me and desmond dun need to do anything in area cleaning. Nothing at all. He is also the selfish boy. Hiding in the office click icons on the computer. He is also a very very good actor. You will get tricked if you don't know him well... You must be careful of him if you see him outside one day. But, he is a very good listener, and very good with the girls. He is some sort of very feminine. In fact, he is more feminine than most girls I know. But he insist he is straight. I have no reason to believe, and no reason not to believe. So I just dn bother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-8276655393350097773?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/8276655393350097773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=8276655393350097773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8276655393350097773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8276655393350097773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-vikrant-clement-see-tian-fu-sgt.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mk3ePAbAzMU/Roy-XzoZuII/AAAAAAAAAAM/PR4ByuXfAro/s72-c/at+MSVS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12510790.post-8577428003390672473</id><published>2007-07-05T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T17:29:27.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Today I went SMU for Matriculation again. This time round is basically to pay money and hand up whatever forms we need. We also attend a talk on volunteerism by this lady who hold quite a high position in UBS. Sort of inspire by her. Actually I being wanting to be involved in community service in my university life, so whatever she say is just an add on. After the talk, we walk around the sort of community service fair. Everywhere we go, there will be someone stopping us and telling us about their community service project. In other words, psycho us to join in their projects and clock out hours at the same time. Two of them I seems to be quite interested. However, one of them due to my Freshmen Team-building camp, I wun be able to take part. So no point. The other one is concerning teaching magic tricks... Haa... After clement introduce me about that penguin magic, recently magic tricks seems to be one of my interest. I will consider this carefully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Next is orientation camps by schools and clubs. For the business camp, there are 2 runs. The first run is next week 10 - 12 july, the other is 3rd aug to 5th aug. So basically, me and kevin wun be able to go for the second run due to the ELW. This is the cock part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SMU Student: "Come la, you three join together, I make sure i attach one girl to each of them." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;We stunned....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;After some conversation, I decided to go for Run 1, then Wayne still cannot make up his choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SMU Student: "You look at the people in Run 1, majority girls."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;We: "That's not the main pt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;SMU Student: "It is the most important pt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Seems that he keep insisting girls in the camp is very important. So while I am looking at the nominal roll, I couldn't help by noticing the size of the t-shirt that those girls indicate. Luckily, I never see any M or L. Anyway, end up 3 of us going for the camp which is next week. Somehow I am not mentally prepared yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Next, for the sports camp. This time round, this person trying to promote the camp by emphasizing the food, and the activities. Wayne would have join this camp if his leg is not injured. He end with this sentence: "Currently there are more girls than guys." Well.... Don't they understand this is not the pt, though I agree this is an important pt... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now, I sort of feel a lot of uncertainties towards life in SMU... The stories from Irene had made me feel that life in SMU will not be as fun as what we have in poly. It is just a mugging school. Furthermore, with the JCs, especially the top JCs pple around, definitely there will be discrimination against the poly student. I am expecting this... Irene had told me that there is this guy from a top JC scolded her and make her cry. I dunnoe what will happen if he do the same thing to me.... Will i just suck my thumb? Will I blow my top? or will I shoot him back? I really dunnoe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-8577428003390672473?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/8577428003390672473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=8577428003390672473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8577428003390672473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8577428003390672473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-i-went-smu-for-matriculation.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-2038969890010050090</id><published>2007-06-27T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T20:34:35.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today, my supervisor brought me to la kopi again. Two more days left, and I will be jobless. I sort of know my supervisor more. He is a malaysian, study high school in UK, then go Canada to study Computer Science in University, then work in Malaysia and Australia, then come to work in Singapore. He also lecture in Ngee Ann Poly before. This time round, he talk to me about his managerial style. To really sum it all, you do your stuff, I dun care what you do that kinda of style. Therefore I sort of really have a lot of freedom. Too much freedom and time that I have to hide in the toilet and sleep. Now I already finish all my work, and still got two days left. Somebody teach me what to do for this two days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now I also dunnoe whether to really find a job or not? If you really look at it, technically speaking, my school starts on 20th August. But that's does not mean I got the time till 19 August. Because I am a freshman and would have to go to some activities. So I am really at a dilemma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;There seems to be a controversy on Kevin's job hunting. Well... my purpose is just to find a bone out of an egg. Something that is nothing wrong, I can say till something is wrong. Well... To me, it is just pure fun. So don't take it too seriously. As for the NDP tickets, to kevin, just wanna tell you even though I suggest selling the tickets, but it is TERENCE who told me the current market price of the tickets. So he lead me to that suggestion. But afterall, I just only talking cock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-2038969890010050090?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/2038969890010050090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=2038969890010050090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/2038969890010050090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/2038969890010050090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-my-supervisor-brought-me-to-la.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-1799844555980313676</id><published>2007-06-23T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:31:42.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So today I went to SMU for a talk on the Quantitative Finance major offer by Lee Kong Chian School of Business with Wayne and Kevin. The speakers is namely a professor in this field, a Managing Director in Risk Management in DBS, and i think a head of asset management of bonds in UOB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The professor have a very brief introduction on what is finance, then he further talk about and how quantitative finance applies in futures and options. Then the DBS guy and the UOB guy basically talk abt the industry prospects and what they have experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Overall, I have a better idea on quantitative finance and seems quite interested in it. BUT.... notice my very big but. There still some problems. From what the speakers have said, it is quite obvious that in order to be in the more exciting field of quantitative finance, a minimum requirement is a master degree. Well... I have not plan to do any masters yet, let alone a Master in a very quantitative field. But this is not the greatest problem. The biggest problem is that I lack in foundation in mathematics. Somehow, the fact that I never take A math in secondary school seems to be very disadvantageous for me. You might say, I got Mathematics in Business in SP, and have recently clash SIM Math bridging course, I should have the standard. What I can say is that although I have the knowledge, but I am actually quite slow in mathematics and always have the E-math mentality of going the long way to find the answer. I realise that whenever Terence manage to finish first. I am like always one step behind. The most pek chek thing is that Terence say his A math is not good. But I see from every possible angle, he does not look like someone that is not good in A math. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So that's my conclusion. I have a disadvantage in Math and I really need to work on that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After the talk, the three of us slack around in Marina Square for a while, talk about NS and some other stuffs. Actually for those reading this entry, I would say we are quite lucky. For your information, now my brother is in SP Accountancy. There is once he ask me regarding one assignment on ITAB, then I ask him whether he got learn. Then he told me his tutor never teach. Well, besides that the tutor is f tub, the only reason I can think of is that now SP is trying to adopt problem-based learning. They want my brother to find the method out instead of teaching him. So, I sort of gave my brother a lecture that in Tertiary institution, he must have a different mentality from secondary school whereby everything is spoon feeding. But this does not occur during our times except for MA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then, after when Kevin left, me and wayne talk about education. Seriously, in current situation, with SIM and all other private education institute, a degree has become a norm in the industry. It is no longer an advantage. So, everybody at the end of the day, must have a degree to survive. According to wayne, which I dunnoe how true is that, now people are chasing professional certification like CFA, CPA, CFP, etc... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When I really compare the local universities and the private education institute, I would use this analogy. Imagine the working world is a university, then local universities is like JCs and private institutes is like poly. I am not talking about content, but rather on how people view them. Universities always give priority to JCs students, then poly students, but what happen after that is another question. Nobody say that poly students definitely lose out, just like a bright, enthusiastic and motivated person from let say SIM, would definitely better than most of the NUS, NTU, SMU students. So at the end of the day, it is still depends on individual performance. Just that, for a start, private institute students definitely lose out to those from local universities as well as famous overseas universities. That is just my thoughts, you can rebutt if you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Next, recently I have been reading this book on philosophy, that try to explain the existence of God, what's right and wrong, external world, and so on, and the various criticism for all the arguments. It is quite a good read. I would post some interesting arguments here in future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-1799844555980313676?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/1799844555980313676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=1799844555980313676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1799844555980313676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1799844555980313676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-today-i-went-to-smu-for-talk-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-3289172399952679596</id><published>2007-06-22T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:30:42.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Today is my last day of work le.... By right la... My contract was extended till nxt friday, which is 5 more days, to take up the next level of work after what i suppose to do in the ten days is done. I shall name my first assignment as Part 1 and my second assignment as Part 2. Part 1 and Part 2 is just like a process. Without Part 1, there wun be Part 2. So I am suppose to finish Part 1 within 10 days, and Part 2 within 5 days. That will make a total of 15 days... By right la... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;But there is a minor situation. I manage to complete Part 1 by 7 and a half days, and now already begin with Part 2. For yesterday and today, I already like finish 80% of Part 2. In fact, today I purposely slow down my pace. I dunnoe what am i going to do for the rest of the five days. Somebody tell me. My supervisor sort of know the situation I am in and sort of hint me that if I finish, I shall cruise all the way till my contract ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;In this portion of my work, I have to regularly send emails to clarify things, and have to handle queries on the work after my portion is done. Then the two person that is handling the work after me is not in Singapore. One is in India, the other is in UK. Today I sort of spoke to the person in India for about half an hour. Half the time I am trying to guess what she is really saying. Then for the guy in UK, I dunnoe how come he work such early hours in London. In the afternoon, he actually replying my mail and talk to my supervisor over the phone. Maybe over in UK, there is someone actually working Singapore hours, or Asian hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now I am just like during my ITP, everyday travel to raffles place and go home from there. Well, judging from the normal working hours, you would expect trains to be really crowded. One day, for some unknown reason, there is one seat available at City Hall when the train is so crowded. This is pretty unusual. Then I was standing near one of the door. At city hall, there is this auntie dash into the train despite there are many pple around, and zoom right in to the vacant seat. I know what she is thinking, so I purposely block her way. Next thing I know, she push me hard enough for me to fall if i never grab hold of the bar, and get into the seat within split seconds. Really is ugly Singaporean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-3289172399952679596?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/3289172399952679596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=3289172399952679596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/3289172399952679596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/3289172399952679596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-is-my-last-day-of-work-le.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-1813556923629706091</id><published>2007-06-16T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:36:59.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I finally finish reading Xun Qun Ji, direct translation will be The Tales of Finding the Qin Emperor. There is a HK drama serial that is starred by Louis Koo and Raymond Lam on this show quite some time back. To me, this is another great work by Huang Yi besides my all-time favourite Da Tang Shuang Long Chuan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The story on Xun Qun Ji is basically about this guy call Xiang Shao Long, who is a special task force in Hongkong during the 21st Century was sent to a time machine as a guinea pig and travel back time to ancient China. However, something went wrong with the time machine, the result being the timing is not right. By right he is suppose to witness the time where Qin Shih Huang Ying Zheng ascend the throne, but he ended up in a era that is much earlier, which is Qin Shih Huang still held hostage in Zhao. So his mission is to find Ying Zheng, save him from Zhao and escort him back to Qin. Due to some surprises, he find out that Ying Zheng is already dead. Therefore, he actually make his disciple, Zhao Pan as Ying Zheng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You might have wonder how come I suddenly talk abt this story. Actually, after reading the whole novel, I sort of realize one thing. When it really comes to personal gains and benefits, people can be really selfish and would not bother how much you have done to help them in the past. The story goes on to how "Ying Zheng" really become Qin Shih Huang. The only threat to him is Xiang Shao Long who know his real identity. Even though, Xiang Shaolong had helped him countless time and already state that he is not interested in power, nevertheless, Ying Zheng still want to silence him. That's the cruel reality. In future we would also have to face this sooner or later one day. Come to think of it, only children have the so-called purest heart. At least they would not put on a mask. When I was young, there is always this little-game between individuals, like I don't friend you this type of thing. When I get older, I sort of think it is childish. Now at least for them, they say don't friend means don't friend, when they got friends, that means those friends are really friends. Not like now, you don't even understand are they friends or not friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;If really want state an example, I would say this situation occurs to me many times. The most obvious one is me and clement. Clement, I don't know and don't care whether you got read this anot, but I just wanna say it out. Clement and me on the surface seems really good friends. We got common topic like SP, accountancy, ACCA, stocks. But underneath, he know that I don't like him, I also know that he don't like me. Sometimes, he will like ask me go swimming, or ask me go gym with him. Seriously, I don't really understand. But, I still manage to so-called maintain a good relationship with him, at least on the surface. I admit that I backstabbed him quite a few times because sometimes, the things he do really make me blood boil. But what I can say now is that now we already ORD, just bury the hatchet and start afresh. That's all I have to say. In fact, I wanna tell you this yesterday, but I just dunnoe how to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Desperate People have desperate measures"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now this is something describe me. Somehow, I begin to face the reality and understand that this world is being shaped like that. Though very disappointed, but no choice cos life has to move on. What I can do now is to take desperate measures, in fact not really desperate yet. Kevin got the same plan as me. Seems that he also quite desperate... Haa... For me, I still quite in a relax mood, cos I know there is no point for me to rush. But that does not mean I am less desperate than him. I already have some plans in mind, but shall not reveal it until the time is ripe. I do understand that planning dn always lead to action, somemore is in me, which is always been the case. But this time round, I am serious, cos I am really desperate. Just wait and see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Recently, there is quite some noise make over the increase in price of SCV. I am not a customer of SCV, so I am no right to complain or what. But I just wanna say one thing. Starhub is a profit-making organization. Simple economics model would state that when the demand is inelastic, they should increase price. Since starhub want to raise price, I don't understand what's there to argue about. If you talk about those in contract. Come on, when u sign the contract, u receive some benefits. Let say you wanna break the contract, there is of course penalty to be pay. This is fair and square. In the first place, you shouldn't expect the price to stay the same, unless they specifically say that your price will always remains, for e.g. Singnet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Next, I saw the article of Islamic finance and SP actually allow students to take Islamic finance as an elective or dunnoe what. In my opinion, the place where the islamic finance will be useful should be somewhere in middle east, or maybe malaysia, but definitely not in Singapore. So unless Middle East become the next China, which would probably need around maybe 40 - 50 years, there is still no chance for Islamic finance to bloom in Singapore. Singaporeans don't need Islamic finance. The traditional banking and financial system that is in place for nearly a century had not posed much problem. There is no reason for muslims to change to Islamic Finance. Even if they do, the only reason maybe is more benefit, not because it is consistent with their religouous belief. Then this does not make any difference between Islamic Finance and tradtional finance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lastly, I wanna end my blog with a story named Prisoner's Dilemma which I have taken from another blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Prisoner’s dilemma involves two suspects, A and B, who have been arrested by the police. The police have insufficient evidence for a conviction, and, after separated both prisoners, offer each the same deal: if one testifies for the prosecution against the other and the other remains silent, the betrayer goes free and the silent accomplice receives the full 10-year sentence. If both stay silent, the police can sentence both to only six months in jail for a minor charge. If each betrays the other, each will receive a two-year sentence. Each prisoner must make the choice of whether to betray the other or to remain silent. However, neither prisoner knows for sure what choice the other prisoner will make. So the question this dilemma poses is: What will happen? How will the prisoners act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The dilemma came about when one assumes that both prisoners only care about minimizing their own jail terms. Each prisoner has two options: to get a light sentence by cooperating with the police by betraying his accomplice, or to stay to the pact and keep quiet. The outcome of each choice depends on the choice of the accomplice, but the player must choose without knowing what their accomplice has chosen to do.Let’s assume prisoner A is working out his best move. If his partner stays quiet, his best move is to betray as he then walks free instead of receiving the minor sentence. If his partner betrays, his best move is to betray, as by doing it he receives a relatively lesser sentence than staying silent. At the same time, the other prisoner’s thinking would also have arrived at the same conclusion and would therefore also betray.If reasoned from the perspective of the optimal outcome for the group (of the two prisoners), the correct choice would be for both prisoners to cooperate with each other, as this would reduce the total jail term served by the group to one year total. Any other decision would be worse for the two prisoners considered together. When the prisoners both betray each other, each prisoner achieves a worst outcome than if they had cooperated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The moral of the story is that action that appears rational from a individual perspective sometimes become foolish when viewed from a group's perspective. And this also can be in a situation that is vice versa. I find this quite interesting. Just wanna share with those few people that read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Note: I have take the story from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://berkshireh.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://berkshireh.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. This is to declare that I only want to share the story and not purposely wanna claim the full credit for this story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-1813556923629706091?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/1813556923629706091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=1813556923629706091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1813556923629706091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1813556923629706091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-finally-finish-reading-xun-qun-ji.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-8643131590943121802</id><published>2007-06-13T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:28:06.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ok... I am back.... Second day of work.... As of today, I felt damn lucky that I got my current job... Besides, the flexibility of OTOT lunch break, smoke break, drinks break or whatever break, nobody touches me for additional workload, and one more thing, I got a good supervisor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I dun wanna explain here because I dun wanna be guilty of revealing trade secrets... So what happen today? Basically, at about 4.20, my supervisor took me out for some la kopi session... Can u imagine this? Then he explained the rationale of my work from the very scratch, as in how do my work contribute to the organization.... Now then I know, after some estimation from what I have done so far, my work actually would contribute around 1 or 2 millions to the organization... Can u imagine this? But this 1 or 2 millions is definitely not earnings la.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;After that, my supervisor sort of speak to me about life as a worker... He said that after working so many years, most people that he met actually are above average in terms of intelligence... So the thing that sets them apart, is their relationships with their colleagues, superiors, or subordinates. Sometimes, luck also play a very big portion on ur career. For example, if you are involve in a project that turn out to be very successful, even if ur contribution is average, you will still get credit for it. Vice versa, if your project fails, no matter how much effort you put in, you still gonna be screwed. This is life. Another thing is, you will not make it far in one company if your boss don't like you... This is true to certain extent, depending on how you look at it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;After speaking to him for about 1 hr, I begin to have more motivations for my work because now I see how my work can be recognize, even though it is very simple, dull and boring... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After work today, I met up with Desmond and Vikrant for some chilling session... Even though I am quite tired, I still feel like meeting them to talk cock. Desmond seems to be really keen to sign on police... That's a good route for him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now, actually there is some matters that I am really very very disappointed in... But since I can do nothing, so I also dun wanna bother much... Just put it as I just gave up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-8643131590943121802?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/8643131590943121802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=8643131590943121802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8643131590943121802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8643131590943121802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-3071694780477285100</id><published>2007-06-11T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T20:22:56.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Today is my first day of work, finally.... On thursday, I was given this opportunity to work with this European Bank, which I decline to name it, for 10 days.... Initially, I think it is stupid cos like that I am sacrificing all the one-month job opportunities if I took the assignment. But after some thinking, since I might need to have a lot of time-off from SMU, then I must as well work short-term first and see how... So after the phone interview, later in the evening, I was given the job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Frankly speaking, I sort of cannot get used to civilian world of working. Anyway, today I report at 8.30 am where the working hours is 8.45 am. From 8.45 am all the way to 10.30 am, I all the way sitting down waiting for my so-called supervisor to pick me up. In this 1+ hr, I almost see the same few people, taking one mug, walk to the pantry back and forth for about 4 - 5 times. Just feel quite funny... This is the first 2 hrs of office life. Drink coffee and relax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Next, after settling some logistics thing, and after lunch, I am ready to start work. Sometimes, I seriously dunnoe whether to do fast or slow. On one hand, they say can do slowly, on the other hand, I feel damm pek chek when i do things slow. Dunnoe why... Basically my task is very very simple. I just have to scan some documents, renamed it, and summarize the details in a spreadsheet. That's all... Except for a lot of waiting during scanning, it is nothing really tough. The only problem is that I do not know whether my work is consider completed when the contract ends, or when I finish scanning all the required documents.... From what I see and imagine, I think there is quite a lot of documents that need to be scan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yesterday, I whole night was awake, watching movies, playing games.... Now I am damm sleepy... Finally, my body clock have turn to the normal human being on earth... One thing sad is, I dunnoe when can i go exercise... Should I jog after my work? Today, due to prolonged standing and my idiot shoe, my leg still hurt... So, I really dunnoe.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-3071694780477285100?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/3071694780477285100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=3071694780477285100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/3071694780477285100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/3071694780477285100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-is-my-first-day-of-work-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-8250391698003021601</id><published>2007-06-06T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:54:38.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well.... It has been quite a few days I have ORD-ed, and yet I am still rotting at home... Till now, I still don't have the feeling that I have got back my Pinky. Just dunnoe why. Anyway, this entry actually is quite redundant. I update because of Terence, since he is complaining of people never update blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes I really wonder, does the blog belong to you or belong to somebody else. A blog to me is just like a diary. By right, in a diary, we can write whatever shit we want to write. But for a blog, it is a totally different case. There are somethings we can not write, for e.g. army stuff. There are also things that we cannot write because if we really do, we might offend some people. You will never know who the readers of your blog are. Therefore, whenever I type an entry, I have to think and rethink so that I can produce something politically correct. This is very mentally tiring.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Went to Mind Cafe @ Prinsep on Saturday upon Wayne's invitation. Play some games, then we went to the muslim stall to have some bites and talk cock. I agreed with Terence that we actually enjoy our time in the Muslim stall more than we enjoy in Mind Cafe. Basically, I get into a so-called heated argument with Terence on evil. I think is on does evil exist in this world? or is there such thing as evil empire? Anyway, my stand is clear. Everybody got different viewpoints on what evil is and everybody will think their actions at that point of time is correct. Therefore, to me, there is no such thing as evil. I think we must talk more of this cock, so that I can talk cock in SMU ba... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today, I come across something quite interesting. A major revamp for STI Index by this year end. As a brief introduction, STI, a.k.a Straits Times Index consists of 49 companies. These 49 companies are the biggest in terms of market capitalization listed in Singapore Exchange. Now the changes is that STI gonna scale down to 30 biggest companies. Then they also introduce STI Mid-Cap for the next 50 biggest after the first 30 companies, and STI Small-Cap for companies up to 98% of the total market capitalization not including companies from STI and STI Mid-Cap. For the 2%, there is also an index call STI Fledgling to keep track of it. Somemore, to really show the market performance, there is STI All-Shares Index that actually is the combination of STI, STI Mid-Cap, and STI Small-Cap. In other words, this STI All-Shares Index actually keep track of 98 percent of the companies listed in Singapore Exchange. In addition, there is also industry-specific index like Financial, Telecommunication, Health Care, Consumer Services, Property under FTSE-ST. Somemore, for those China investors, there is also an index just specially to keep track of china-related companies listed in Singapore Exchange. For some unknown reasons, this news have make my interest in the stocks market back to what it is 2 years back then. It is a good news for individual investors, but a bad news for institutional investors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-8250391698003021601?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/8250391698003021601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=8250391698003021601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8250391698003021601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/8250391698003021601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/06/well.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-6316142153295869209</id><published>2007-06-02T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:32:14.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Today is finally my ORD day.... Finally collected my Pink IC and officially promoted to CPL (NS) Ng Thiam Hock... The day I have been waiting for since enlistment has finally arrived, yet... I do not have any sense of excitement, or achievement, or whatever you call it. To me, it is just like I never get my IC, still a NSF that must book in every now and then... I do not have a civilian mindset yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;2 years in Army, not too long, but long enough to make people curse and swear, complain and grumble about everything that make them unhappy... Definitely there is a lot of downs, but there are ups also, though the ups is when you do stupid things with your camp mates. Whenever I think of these stupid things, I will just smile... I would never forget them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So this week, I am having range - my final combat shoot. I call it ORD shoot. Appointed as the range IC, which is nothing but a saigang position, I haf to ensure everything is settled for the range while everyone else can go back relax... On the range day, got scolded for nothing due to ration, with all the various demands by my army friends, I seriously dunnoe how to handle. I finally realize sometimes being a commander must really draw a line with friends, if not it make things very difficult... What worst is 2 days after the range, I was informed that my range would be void because of one idiot in my group was on leave, and the system would record his results as zero... that's means we also zero... After sacrificing so many things, part-time assignment for this week and next week, SMU English Language Workshop, all the nonsense I have to bear for being a range IC, that's what I get... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yesterday, I have a so-called gathering with my BMT mates. The last time i see them is after POP... Have a very good catching up session with them. Too bad, my section only got 4 pple... If not, it will be merrier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today, wake up early morning, slack for a bit, then decide to go back sembawang camp to clear my bunk. Then J Lo called and say Leslie and Senthil already got their IC. Wah... both of them secretly go HQ to collect IC without telling anyone... Typical Leslie and Senthil.... So I changed my destination to HQ. Just a little while after I reached HQ, after i settle with Staff Billy, I finally get to see my pinky after 2 years. Too bad the whole ATC company off, if not can find them talk cock while waiting for J Lo, Desmond, Vikrant and Goh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After J Lo, Desmond and Goh arrived, by right we decided to go SP to have our lunch, but just as we about to go out of camp, we saw Terence (Baoxin) and he said that he can sign on behalf of Chief Clerk and S1. So they immediately do the necessary. Not long after, Philip and Yongming also arrived. After some waiting, only J Lo and Philip manage to get their pinky. The rest cannot get because they don't have their medical FFI form. Sad story... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Eventually, we have our lunch at Carl's Jr @ Marina Square. Seriously, I think this might be the last time we actually met together and talk cock. Therefore, I join them at Mind's Cafe even though I will be going there the following day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I miss this bunch of jokers and bastards that never fails to make me angry and frustrated, but sometimes make me laugh. I miss the "Have you seen a witch" joke. I miss the time when me and desmond cannot sleep at night, then we chat on anything under the sun. Then J Lo will walk past our bunk and complain our voices are very loud. I miss the time where Desmond always is the fire starter. I miss the time that we always wanna slam and strip Leslie. All these have forms the majority of my NSF life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Haizz.... Life sux.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ORD loh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-6316142153295869209?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/6316142153295869209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=6316142153295869209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/6316142153295869209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/6316142153295869209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-is-finally-my-ord-day.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-1782762486009352689</id><published>2007-05-23T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:42:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Whoa!!!! For goodness sake!!!!! This is my first entry for 2007 and now is already going end of may. Actually I got nothing really much to update for this blog because the visitors for this blog are those people tt are actually updated abt my things, so i dn really see a need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What I want to say here is that basically after the SMU Lee Kong Chian Scholars Program Interview, everything is not going well for me. I got more and more disappointment, not only of the scholars program itself, but also other aspects of my life. I really dunnoe how to put it. I got problems with each and every of my family members and I dunnoe how to approach it. Perhaps, the reason why i attend SIM bridging is because I wanna avoid all these problems. Only in school then i can divert my attention away from all these disappointing stuffs. Actually sometimes I am thinking, a blog suppose to be personal, but yet there are some things you do not want others to know, so should you still type it in a blog? I am not too sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This week, I sort of realize that my ORD date is actually next week. Next friday to be exact. If you ask how do I feel now? Excited? Nervous? happy? I would say none of it. I just dn feel anything regarding this matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Now my focus is on Civilian Conversion Course. So what have I done? I actually make myself to go for a workout at least once per week. Then i register for three courses on negotiation in e-prep. Next up, I am going to tidy and clean my room. I got irritated by it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;that's all for now. For those who are smart, actually you should know that I type this entry is for the sake of typing. Bo bian, i also paiseh, my first entry for this year is in May....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-1782762486009352689?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/1782762486009352689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=1782762486009352689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1782762486009352689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/1782762486009352689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2007/05/whoa-for-goodness-sake-this-is-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-116445485655517788</id><published>2006-11-25T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T19:40:56.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is Thiam Hock live from Australia... Life basically sux... but I would think it is good to haf a blog entry when i am in australia. Would be quite memorable.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Nothing much haf happen. Went to strip club, eat, slp, eat, slp. that's all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And one more thing, I really miss Singapore, really miss all my families, my friends and my home.... i can't wait to go back....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-116445485655517788?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/116445485655517788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=116445485655517788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/116445485655517788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/116445485655517788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-thiam-hock-live-from-australia.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-116230824290063662</id><published>2006-10-31T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:24:02.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Basically, since the last update, quite a few things happen to me. Start from the beginningThis would be my last entry before I left for Australia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMF - Hotel Phase&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Basically, I have mentioned that I go Penisula-Excelsior. Seriously speaking, I got not much things to do over there as most of the stuffs are done by the IDOs, and the students volunteers. So nothing much to update. But when free, I would chat with some delegates and found out that most of them actually first time in Singapore and have positive experience. He even commented that our way of doing things are very systematic. I wonder is this good or bad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday Celebrations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Went for some bday celebrations, namely, Diana, Huiqi, Faith, Kevin and myself, if you consider that as a celebrations. I told naserah tt i would not be going because of IMF, then i sort of release myself early from the hotel, and rush down to NSRCC. Make a few jokes here and there, then we go East Coast Park to have a drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The following day, I am suppose to go for Joan and huiqi bday, but somehow I got very lazy and dn feel like going. Therefore I decided not to go. Until Kevin (Sir) called me and gan me and ask me to go Huiqi's chalet then go Terence hse mahjong. Bo bian lor, what to do. After huiqi's chalet, played mahjong at Ter's hse. Ended me and kev sleeping at Ter's bed. Wake up in the morning, seeing Kevin using Ter computer. Next thing i know, he talk abt the "Initial D". After that went for a breakfast/lunch, then i go back Terence hse to get VCD, but end up slacking in his hse till 4, and meeting him later on at 7 for Faith's party. Went for Faith party, nothing special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The following week, Kevin's birthday celebration. Initial plan was to go Sentosa. After such a long time, I seriously wanna go there. But somehow, it rains. And never stop. Got so bored, ended up at Holland V Essential Brew rot. Basically is I see you, you see me those kind. Then we went Settlers Cafe. Play some boardgames, sing some birthday song to kevin, and not forgetting Jonathan make all the stupid requests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Two weeks later, finally my birthday. No celebrations at all. I met up with my primary sch friends first as they happen to have a gathering that day at the newly opened Vivocity. I really do not understand what the hell is going on between me and her. We were once very good friends. But now, we do not even talk to each other. Not even a single word. I got quite pissed off, dunnoe is with her or with me, but I believe i cover myself well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Next met up with Terence's gang. Dinner at Hooters. The girls there also nothing much. Then go to Chamber 82 relac while waiting for Kevin, Ellse and Wayne. Next, went for supper at Arab Street, smoke some Shisha (dunnoe how to spell). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The following day, I met up with Kim Wai and Jeffrey,  my only two secondary sch friends that are still in contact. This shows my popularity in secondary sch le. Have a lunch, talk some cock, do some shopping. And happen to see Patricia. At night, have dinner with my family. Basically that's all for my "celebrations". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;One week after my birthday, I admitted to hospital because of food poisoning, and causes dehydration. I take in total of 8 drips within ard one and a half day. After I discharge, I finally got MC. I always hope for a MC during my army days, but the days that I am on MC is during my leave. Really is suck thumb. Have some preparations for Australia, then meet up Anna go SP, and crash her lecture in NUS. Basically nothing much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Last sunday met up with Cheong and few other my class pple except for Terence for a lunch at Sakura. It seems that I keep on going out for meals. Then we watch Death Note. Death Note seriously is a much watch movie in my opinion. The girls very pretty. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Today is my company cohesion. We went to Pasir Ris Pond and do fishing. It is the first time in my life to do fishing. Anyway we fish for prawns. There is this bloody pregnant prawn that die die dun wanna eat the bait. fuck tub. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;That's all. I would be leaving Singapore on 3rd November 2006, 2110 flight. According to schedule, I should be coming back on 5th Dec and would touchdown on 6th Dec. Life really sux. At first, I am quite enthu, but now very sian le, but what to do. Because of this thingy, I siam quite a lot of things. So maybe it is still a good thing for me afterall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-116230824290063662?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/116230824290063662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=116230824290063662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/116230824290063662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/116230824290063662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/10/basically-since-last-update-quite-few.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-115851123922102740</id><published>2006-09-18T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:55:41.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;One week have passed since I haf involved in IMF. That kind of feeling really sux. 10 am to 10 pm shift. 10 am reach airport, 10 pm leave airport, reach home slp, 9 am wake up, go airport. This goes on and on. Come on, give me a break. Tomorrow would be my last day in airport. Tuesday I would be reporting to Penisula Excelsior. Same, 10 am to 10 pm shift. Start to think that if my working life is like tt, I better end my life suan le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Friday went to Terence hse for his 21st bday celebration. Finally able to give yuanfeng the CK One Summer perfume. He was also very nice to drive us back tt night. Anyway, got to see some pple that i really long long time never see. Not that long actually... Happy birthday Terence. Play some mahjong and as usual, my luck on mahjong will never be good. Actually i think i really sux in playing mahjong. Luck is just an excuse for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Next, Kah Loke and Fucai got into Sispec, Jasper and Alex got into OCS. Alex wanna try to be an OCT for police. Hope he will succeed ba. Have ask Alex on some updates about Spac2go. Seems that ever since my batch left, it had been going from bad to worse. I am not referring to my juniors of course, but you all should noe who i am trying to refer to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Get to read this thing on Straits Times which I find it quite meaningful. It is about making effective presentations. Memories goes back during poly, where we are busy preparing the powerpoint slides that are needed for presentations and these slides always overload with information that can be found in the report. Sentences after sentences, and whatever the presenter is talking can be effectively summarize in the bullet points of the slide. It somehow make the audience thinking whether should they read the slide or listen to the presentor. Normally the presentor prepare their presentations by preparing the slides, talk abt points that is ON the slide, and think about what to say in between the slides. Effective presentations should be prepare ur speech, then prepare ur slides in order to aid you in explanation (e.g. charts, figures, statistics, calculations, etc). This should be the right way. Actually this is what MA have trained us for, and we never realize that. We seems to be the victim of the so-called old school of thought have taught us - It is better to be more than less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;tt's all for now, now back to memories.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SP Memories Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Everything is going fine, we attend lessons as normal. We always meet up at MRT station before our first lesson. Every morning, Sebastian, me, huizi and ben, dunnoe why will be at the MRT station quite early, therefore we went for breakfast. This continues until one day......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually what happen tt day i also not very sure lar. Just we got only one lecture that day. Terence is sitting beside huizi, or beside sebastian. What is going on I dunnoe. Just noe that Amanda is celebrating her birthday tt day. Then suddenly, I heard Terence and sebastian quarrel. From then on, they never speak to each other again. Or rather, sebastian never speak to Terence again. Seems that Terence keep on saying Sebastian together with Huizi, that make him so unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Slowly, we got our first project, Fundamental of Marketing. The groupings are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terence Group: Terence, Huizi, Joan, Yanping, and Ben&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Group: Kevin, Faith, Anna, Mohan and Shih Shih&lt;br /&gt;Yuan Feng Group: Yuan Feng, Amanda, Audrey, Patricia and Wai Teng&lt;br /&gt;My Group: Me, Lifen, Fadhilah, Amy and Sebastian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Notice that we four who end up four good friends eventually are in different groups. I only notice this when i type out this entry. Sadly, Sebastian is in my group. Anyway, this project actually make our class splited into different cliques. Somehow, there are some quarrels going on. Huizi being very dominant, wanna do everything her way. Amanda quarrel with Yuan Feng over things that I am not too sure. Kevin being a gentlemen, think tt group should have no problem ba. My group, Sebastian always like to distract to his celest chong, to the stage that i cannot tolerate him. Finally, during the report and presentations, my group got the worst marks. Not all is due to Sebastian, partly is my fault. It is a great lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After some time, slowly the groups changed. Me, Sebastian, Yuan Feng and Kevin become one clique. Terence some sort of together with Ben and Mohan. The girls would be much complicated at this stage as a lot of shifting have occured. During ITAB lesson, Kevin and Terence sit at one side, while me, Sebastian and Yuan Feng sit on another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When sem 1 is reaching its end, we saw an invitation to join this CCA called Spac2go over at Student Intranet or Blackboard. Terence and Kevin seems to be interested, so I tagged along, together with Sebastian. Being called up for an interview. My interview is together with Kevin, Terence, Huizi and Audrey. Joan last minute dn feel like coming. While waiting for the interview, Huizi actually sit down on the floor of the SAA office. This make the Spac2go seniors have a shock, and ask her to sit on the sofa. During the interview is my first time contact with Spac2go. Terence even asked Mrs Lim, the then officer-in-charge, how to pronounce Spac2go. I forgot the questions le, but during my turn, I remember i told a story to Mrs Lim and Sean. It was only until later, then we noe how they sort us out. Audrey and Huizi couldn't get in because they already belong to CSCC. Kevin is the first and confirm to get in cos he submit his request to spac2go mailbox even before the invitations start to spread around. Grace and Sean were very impressed by his initiative back then. Follow by Sebastian, then is Terence and Me. For me, actually I got no chance. But because of my story, and partly because of my O level results, I was chosen. I dn really feel good about this but this is what Sean told me. So I bo bian lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tt's all for now.... Would continue when I have time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-115851123922102740?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/115851123922102740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=115851123922102740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/115851123922102740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/115851123922102740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-week-have-passed-since-i-haf.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-115789745515983095</id><published>2006-09-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:10:55.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tomorrow would be the beginning of my shift duties at airport le. 6 am must reach airport to set up the necessary stuff, till 11 pm then can go. This really sux but what to do. During thursday, we have one day simulation of what I will be doing in the airport. The conclusion is that it is really mentally tiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Been attending quite a lot of birthday parties recently. Starting from Dimas and Xiaowei, then to Amanda, Anna, Waiteng, Rouhui. Coming up would be Terence, Diana, Joan, Huiqi, Faith, Kevin and finally to myself. Not forgetting Yuan Feng whose birthday already over without any celebration, but pal, though knowing that you do not read my blog, but i still wanna say a happy birthday to you. Because of the IMF thingy, I would not be able to attend Diana, Joan, Huiqi bday parties. So sorry, just that it doesn't make sense if i turn up at around 12 midnight. As for Terence's bbq at his house, I think see how ba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yesterday, attend Jonathan's commission parade. Finally got commission le, and I have another officer friend. He kenna seven extras, lol, because of handphone thingy. Nichole seems to be very very angry that Jonathan did not invite her for his parade. Would think Jonathan would need to have do quite a lot of things to make her calm down. Manage to see Said also. Ever since the spac2go farewell party, I never get to see him anymore till yesterday. For some reasons, I am quite determined to find Said. Four pillars of spac2go then. haha. Things always work this way, when u try to find someone, u cannot find. But when u give up, that person will appear in front of you. This is what happen when i am trying to find said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;After the parade, waiteng called terence to find somewhere to chill. Terence say he is not free, therefore it all depends on kevin and yuanfeng. The same old game starts. I say kevin go, i will go, then kevin say yuanfeng go then he go. So actually, we depends on yuan feng quite frequently to make decisions. I dunnoe how come also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;We ended up having dinner and Tiong Bahru, then go straight to boat quay. Anna meet us first, and as usual, kenna shoot by us left right center. Then, weiting and faith arrived. On purpose, I ask Faith how come she never invite yuan feng to her birthday party, and as expected, because she couldn't locate yuan feng cos he changed his no. during bmt. I asked because the same misunderstanding happen for rouhui bday. After some waiting, all the people have arrived. The group is quite big (Terence, Kevin, Yuan Feng, Me, Anna, Waiteng, Anna, Weiting, Faith and of course buy one get one free, ellse). All squeeze into yuan feng car and we ended in O Bar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It is really just some talking cock session till Terence, and Yuan Feng kenna harrassed... Details are not to be disclosed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;This afternoon, met up with wayne and jonathan. Ended up watching click. Heard that it is a very nice show, and it does not disappoint me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;For this two days, I have heard two type of thinking regarding business that I think is quite interesting. One is from Terence, while the other is from Wayne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Let first look at Terence sudden thought of business:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;He felt quite amazed by the fact that how companies from two extreme world actually join forces to create a product. Example, Oakley and motorola. Another good example, but not companies is Jay Zhou and Fei Yu Qing. This is like, no one will ever think that they would actually collaborate to create something new. And the results is that this thing would attract people from two different markets, and people who is outside the market. I say this is actually called synergy, which is something most companies wanna achieve through mergers and acquisitions. In the most simplest term to define synergy, it is just the effect of 1 + 1 you ended up with 3. However, from what i know, most companies actually ended up with 1.5 instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Secondly, for Wayne thought of business:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is more on working smart versus working hard. Do you believe in work smart or work hard, or both? Working smart and working hard, as define by someone, would never come together. I would differ on this opinion. Sometimes, whether u should work hard or work smart depends on what is your position in the organization's hierarchy. Generally, the higher ur position in the organization, the greater need for you to work smart. Working smart is by delegating tasks to the correct person and believing that person would accomplish the task with the least possible input from you. If you changed everything on what the person have done, then you will still be working hard. Wayne also ask this questions, if you wanna fire a person that works hard, what can you do without actually firing that person? One possible answer is to promote the person. Think about it why is this so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway all these things is what a taxi driver have told wayne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yuan Feng have opened a trading account with DBS Vickers Securities. This means that he can officially trade, or rather invest in stocks. Terence and me already research on the different brokerages. To me, GK Goh is one of the top choice cos of the prompt customer service, and the user friendly online platform. I am also interested in opening a forex account with oanda just to trade on foreign exchange. I think it is about time that I should get myself dirty with all these things. Anyway, yesterday i notice that Kevin seems not to be interested in all these things anymore. Cos when we talk about all these, kevin is keeping quiet all the way. Well... That is expected when u are serving the nation, especially for someone like Kevin who is an officer. There wun be anytime for all these things. However, I would say, it is still good to keep yourself update by reading newspaper or wat. US dollars seems to depreciate quite a lot compare to SG dollars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Recently, somehow, i seriously start to miss poly life again. I dunnoe why but this thought keep on coming to me. Therefore, i decided to write some memories that I have in SP. These memories would be in parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Memories of SP (Part 1):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The first time I arrived in sp is for the enrolment. During enrolment, I only remember seeing mohan and lifen, who ended up my classmates. Anyway, for some stupid reason, i decided to go for the Sports Club Orientation Camp, because of that girl, I think her name is Honey, or Hani or something like that. Not because she is pretty or what, but u can see that she is very spontaneous and outspoken. Anyway, fast forward to the orientation camp. All I can remember is seeing Wayne in the camp, but at that time, I dunnoe him, he dunnoe me. Nothing really much with the orientation camp. Just some games, as usual, then dance, all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First day of school finally&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; starts. SP systems is that the first wk will be orientation. Ice-breakers, games, community services with the classmates to-be. I still can remember that I went to School of Business foyer, saw that my class is DBF 1B23, then I am suppose to go to this place called MLT 11. When I go in, it is actually a lecture theatre. I know I sit beside Ben initially. Then dunnoe why I changed place. Sit beside Yuan Feng. Then Terence came and sit beside me. Terence is the first classmate I actually talk to. Just some brief introduction. I never really talk to Yuan Feng cos he give me quite unfriendly look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;After some briefing, we are been taken to a classroom by our facilitators, whose name is Keith, Pei En, and Shun Qiang for some ice-breaking activities. First, is the introduction of ourselves, like our name, secondary school, CCAs, and hobbies. I know that Kevin say that his hobby is sleeping. His face back gives me the impression that he is very arrogant and unfriendly. Coming up next, is dunnoe what game whereby we have to sleep on each other body for dunnoe what reasons, then also dunnoe what game that i manage to see shufen ehem... then is the famous Whacko game, where Terence and Faith actually lose. Then they are being selected as the class rep and treasurer as a result. For the rest of the day after lunch, I think is just watching some performance or what ba. I remember during the first day, I went home with Sebastian. Saw Terence walk pass in the MRT, but he walked so fast that I never get the chance to call for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Second day of orientation is at west coast park. Through the games in west coast actually bond our class together. I believed that this is when our class is the most united ever. Third day event i forgot le. Only thing i remember is that Terence has been chosen to represent our class for the Mr SB, and he ended up in the top Three with Iris as his partner. Well... That's how the famous bread, have been spread. Fourth day is the flag day. I just remember me, sebastian, ben, went unit to unit in boon lay to get the funds. This is also the day we met our PTN, Pauline Koong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Orientation has ended. This means we have to get back to notes and books. First day of class, our class actually meet up at Dover MRT station then together, we proceed to our first class, Fundamental of Marketing, by Kenneth Lee. Only thing I remember in this class is that Kenneth Lee say that sebastian's hair is long, and sebastian dun seems to be very happy with it. However, after that Kenneth Lee seems to be a good friend of sebastian, cos during lecture, he always show Sebastian's idol, Celest Chong. Second lesson is Management Organizational Behaviour. All I can remember is that the lecturer, Antony Ranasinghe really knows how to talk cock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then school goes on as usual, while DBF 1B23 always meet up in MRT station before hand. One thing to highlight, shufen always go to toilet. lol. Then we manage to pair each other up. Yuan Feng with shu fen, Kevin i think with anna, Terence i forgot with who le, if i am not wrong is faith, Sebastian with Huizi, I with Audrey. I dunnoe how this arrangement is being decided. Come third week, shufen quitted school, then Shih Shih joined us. Initially, she always work alone, but as time goes, she started to blend in with us. Some other things that i remember is Audrey always talk nonsensical things, Terence always say "sad story", Patricia is very very hardworking. This can be judge by looking at her notes, full of scribbling and chinese translations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;This is all for now... Would continue when i am free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-115789745515983095?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/115789745515983095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=115789745515983095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/115789745515983095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/115789745515983095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/09/tomorrow-would-be-beginning-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-115667539293835557</id><published>2006-08-27T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T11:41:28.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After around 3 months of laziness, I finally choose to update my blog today, 27th August 2006. A significant day for in my own history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27th August 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book in yesterday evening after the amazing race. Rest a bit. Lights off at 2000 hrs. Reveille at 0300 hrs. Prepare ourselves for Army Half Marathon. After months and months and training, this day finally come. Should I be excited, anxious, or just wanna chao keng and get excuse (no terence, not referring to you). From the very beginning, getting an excuse is never in my thought. I think i have total run/jog/walk for 100+ km just for this day. I would never let my effort go down to waste. I wanna complete the marathon, I wanna complete it within the timing 2 hr 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never be able to imagine the crowd this morning at Padang. 5 am and you see people everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0545 hrs, i started running. Initially, i just jog slowly, but somehow, when you see all ur friends run faster and in front of you, somehow, you will try to get to them. Saw some pretty babes around running 21 km also. Anyway, if you wanna know what's the route, basically it starts at esplanade, all the way to shenton way, turn left into ECP, go out at the Fort road exit, run a little bit of East Coast Park, then go to Fort Road, all the way to national stadium, nicoll highway to suntec, from suntec to bugis area, then from bugis to around plaza singapura, somerset, then to somewhere near SGH, then back to Padang. This is the best i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke two records today. First, for running 21 km. Second, for running/jogging without walking for the first 18 km, not including the short walk that i took when i drink water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I ran with my friends, gradually, only desmond is running with me. After East Coast Park, i became alone. Continue to run and run and run till reach the water point near 18 km. Saw William. He asked me to walk together with him. I demoralize and started walking. Reach the finishing point at 2 hr 35 mins. I got the finisher medal as well as two days off. One is for everyone which is tml, another is for those who completed below 2 hr 45 mins. Manage to see quite a few pple like weifeng, dharman, nazmi, xinyi, shaiful, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I wanna wish Yuan Feng happy birthday, though it is already over. I have already prepared a present for him. Choosing a present for him is one of the most difficult task. Then, not forgetting amanda and anna (bo bian lar, long time never update le), and of course waiteng, whose birthday is next week. After waiteng bday, would be Jonathan's commission parade. Finally, I got another friend who is an officer after kevin. Congrats to both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, recently have been clubbing. July went to Double O. August went to DXO, MOS and Phuture. What the hell is wrong with me? Seems to spend a lot of money on this 'hobby' that i might have picked up unknowingly. I know, it is very unhealthy, but somehow just cannot resist this temptation, to go to the dancefloor, and forget whatever is going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Now, almost every other day, I would be busying with IMF/World Bank Meeting, not in the meeting itself, but in terms logistics. I do understand that i should be proud to be part of this historical event that take part in Singapore, but somehow, i still feel i am quite redundant in supporting this event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I also manage to experience how's would it feel when you are very close to death due to some incident that you will never be able to dream of. It is something like Final Destination like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ok, that's all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-115667539293835557?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/115667539293835557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=115667539293835557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/115667539293835557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/115667539293835557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/08/after-around-3-months-of-laziness-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-114882023169945559</id><published>2006-05-28T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:43:51.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Now May is finally coming towards the end, and June is approaching. This means that I am almost a one year soldier. Halfway done, another half more to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;After one year in the SAF, i still feel that this organization does not suit me in any single bit, though I know in future, it will bring me tons of memories. Being in SAF also dragged me away from books and notes, to physical training which I always hope to do but ended up too lazy when I am in poly. Every day we would have morning PT, and jogging, 3 km, recently increase to 4 km or just leisure jog for 40 mins. On top of that, every week, if nothing went wrong, we would have two life runs, recently the distance had increase to 9 km and 11 km, and would increase all the way to 18 km and so on. This is something that i never dream that I would achieve even during my BMT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Looking back, it took me one year for me to fine-tune my body and built up my physical fitness. I still can remember the NAPFA that i have taken during my poly time. The only station i managed to pass is shuttle run and sit and reach. I even failed sit-up, which should be the easiest station of them all. Then, I fall out after a mere 2 rounds around the stadium which is 800m. I just managed to achieve silver for my IPPT, the following is my results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sit-up: 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Chin-up: 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Shuttle run: 10.2 seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Standing board jump: 230 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;2.4: 11 min 21 seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;For some, i know this ain't any fantastic results or wat. But to me, it is really an achievement. I never even dare to think that i am able to get silver in my BMT time. It is like I cannot break the egg in my chin-up, it will be impossible to even think about passing IPPT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Looking back, when i got my posting as a driver, wayne did say that I would definitely grow fat. I definitely put on weight ever since POP. From 70 kg to 75/76 kg now. I also dunnoe where these weight come from. But one thing for sure, my fitness improve as i grew heavier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This week is really a busy week. Monday, only me and desmond is available to help out in the decoration of the stall for my formation anniversary. As we are being informed that there is a prize for the "best decorated stall", therefore we put in a lot of effort in designing the stall. And for the whole afternoon, we only managed to put up one camouflage net. The worst thing is, my PS came and inspect, and say that my camouflage net got no effort, as it is not symmetrical. So he request, or rather, order us to do the whole thing again. At night, we do OT by sawing the baka pole and collect leaves. Next morning, we manage to redo the camouflage net, and finish with the decorations. Actually our concept is very simple. We just use everything that belong or look like belong to the nature. I am very very satisfied with the decoration of my stall. Too bad there isn't a photo or something to show you all how my stall look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Then, come wednesday, the formation anniversary celebration. I was very very busy with my stall as a lot of logistics is involved. These stalls basically just like stations for games. My stall was assigned with the game "Water Parade", an fucking boring game. Everyone come to my stall just to drink water when they are thirsty. Anyway after the whole event, we packed up and fall out from sembawang camp. We are informed that we need to reach CDANS, which is beside Bukit Batok Driving Centre by 1845. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Once fall out, me, clement, desmond and J Lo went to Holland V for lunch as clement and desmond got guard duty at HQ. After the lunch, I found out that if I go home, I can only rest at home for 1 hour and then come out so that i can reach CDANS by 1845. Clement and Desmond went for guard duty, and J Lo went to find his GF. So I am being left alone. After some thinking, I ended up in SP again, for the same reason. So, for those who read this entry and still in SP, dn be surprise to see me again because I always have this type of problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, back to SP. First thing I do is to go to BizIT library to see girls as well as any familiar faces. Sadly, there are none. Then I went up to the lecturer's office. This is where i found out that Pauline Koong no longer teach in SP. Then i saw Andrew Low walking out. He only manage to recognised me on the second look. Then i went into Cheong's office, as well as ask him about his incident. Seems to me that till now it is still good news, not like the rumours that are flying that he kenna 1 mth jail term. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;After that, I plan to go to the main library. This is where I saw Han Lih Lih walking back to SB. I approach her, and she manage to recognize me. Then i just follow her back to her office, then just chit-chat. Seems that the top student in DBF after me fails to get the PSC scholarship even though her results is far better than mine. 25 distinctions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then I suddenly remember that I need to buy new pants, so i left. After some thinking, anyway i still got time, so I went down to jurong point and dropped Nichole a visit. Initially, when i walk into MacDonalds, I saw someone like her that is counting money. Then she look up and glance in my direction then look down again. As i never wear spects, so i assume that person is not her. Next, I just walk around JP until i find somewhere to buy a pair of jeans. Then I went down to MacDonald again. This time round, i put on my spects, but cannot see her. So I wait for a while and i saw her manning one counter. Initially, I queue up in her counter and attempt just to buy one ice cream and tt's it. Unfortunately, the counter next to her open up, and the person manning it request me to go over. After buying the ice cream, i sat down for a while. After some time, I think she still never see me. As time is running out for me, so i left without saying a word cos she seems to be very very busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Next in CDANs, the dinner and performance really sux to the core. I saw at least 4 gays that night. Then regarding the best decorated stall competition, my OC told me that my stall got the highest point for decoration, but other factors push it down. And these factors are votings from participants, innovation of the game, etc. This is totally not fair, cos the games are being assigned, not we think ourselves. How interesting can water parade be? Surely those stations like soccer would get highest points. And the MC still can announced the prize is for best decorated stall. If i know abt this earlier, i must as well put one cardboard and write water parade can le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;On Friday, I got a 10 km run, which in actual fact, 11 km run. It consists of five rounds of a designated area. After running the fourth round, I saw my PS walking which is very very unusual. As i look closer, he is talking on his handphone. When i reach the U-turn point, I manage to catch up with my PS as he is still walking and talking on his phone. He called out saying that stop running and there is a bad news. Next thing we know, we are all staying back and on stand-by to East Timor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;East Timor is a small country that just gain independence few years back. One month ago, the army that is 1400 strong sacked 600 soldiers because these soliders goes on strike. This is mainly due to some biasness between the East and the West district of East Timor. These 600 soldiers is very very unhappy and organized an rebellion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Because of this incident, I might be activated to go to East Timor. On friday night, we went back to prepare the vehicle, then saturday morning go back to HQ to learn the STO stuff, and attend a lecture of advance underslung. In the morning, I am being briefed that most likely, I would leave Singapore and set off to East Timor on monday. Until afternoon, then we are informed that we have stand-down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Seriously, upon hearing that i might be going East Timor, I suddenly really wanna see all my buddies in poly. Terence, Kevin, Yuan Feng, Wayne, Jonathan, etc. I know Kevin and YF is a bit impossible cos they live very far. Therefore, i called Terence, Wayne and Jonathan to meet on Saturday night. But somehow, Terence cannot be too late and Jonathan cannot be too early, so this meeting is cancelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;We ended up having lunch together instead on Sunday, which is today. First time went to Soup Restaurant. The chicken is really nice, but a bit expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Anyway, last thing, my mum just told me that my cousin chose Banking and Finance in SP and currently a year 1 student. So just like what wayne had said, my list of juniors seems to go on and on and never stop. Basically, my batch is 02/03, and i know pple from 03/04, 04/05, and 06/07. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-114882023169945559?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/114882023169945559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=114882023169945559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114882023169945559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114882023169945559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/05/now-may-is-finally-coming-towards-end_28.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-114683872366438154</id><published>2006-05-05T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:18:43.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Currently, I am in a very very bad mood, and would like to share with my readers a story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;There was this company that deal with transportations of goods via air, land and sea. The organization structure is that there are four main departments: the Air department which handles the air delivery services, Sea department which only handles the securing of goods while travelling on sea, and also land-sea department which handles the transportation of goods via land and sea. The last department is the admin department which handles the paper work, finance, manpower, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Currently, there was this major project going on, which will be held at sept, the CEO of the company need some pple to help him in the designing of posters, video, and presentations. This is a chance that everybody would want to take because no matter you are in which department, there will be a lot of physical works and extra duties for you to do. So there is this guy from the land-sea department, recommend himself via the secretary of the CEO, and ended up attach to the CEO till september when the project is over. Even the head of the department dunnoe anything abt this. Worse still, he is suppose to have some duties on hand, now all his duties are handed over to someone else. This department already have shortage of manpower, plus the recently upcoming project, it only left with 4 persons that is no assigned with any task. However, this 4 would have to do whatever things that by right suppose to be 13 men routine task. Btw, that guy i am talking about pull one more person along with him. This person is the only one that noes the stores inside out, and now, the leftover 4 would have big problems with all the matters that is ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Basically this is a scenario I am experiencing. I always thought that my NS life, though tough, but at least you have good partners that are willing to suffer together and enjoy this tough period. Nevertheless, would I expect that somebody out there, actually use such means to get himself out of this mess, and left us with even greater mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Now, i got a record of 5 guard duties this month. Almost all my weekends are affected. This isn't too good, but what more can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-114683872366438154?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/114683872366438154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=114683872366438154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114683872366438154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114683872366438154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/05/currently-i-am-in-very-very-bad-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-114612092003498929</id><published>2006-04-27T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T14:55:20.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Btw, before i forget, while transiting in Hongkong airport on the way back to Singapore. I go in to this bookstore just to pass my time. Then, my OC come and ask me: "You know who is Kelly Chen, that HK singer? She is the one in white over there." I immediately shock. I look over, and saw a very tall lady wearing white, with long hair that almost cover her whole face. I deliberately walk towards her but she walk away. So I just walk over to the other side and pretend looking at books. Actually not really pretend, at least I know is the book i am looking is Harvard Business Reviews series. Then she walk towards me, I look up and confirm that it is Kelly Chen then I continue looking at the Harvard Series. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Basically, she slim down a lot from what I have saw her on TV. So much that I couldn't recognize her if my OC never pointed out to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-114612092003498929?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/114612092003498929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=114612092003498929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114612092003498929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114612092003498929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/04/btw-before-i-forget-while-transiting.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-114606085973579483</id><published>2006-04-26T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:14:19.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hi everyone, i back from taiwan. Have been resting ever since saturday and tml finally have to book in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Basically, Taiwan is not as fun as what i have expected, but overall, it is quite ok. A very different experience compare to Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Anyway, I reaches Taiwan - Gaoxiong at around 4.00 pm on 10th April and quickly settle down into LST. By the time every thing is completed, it already 7+ close to 8 le. It is the first time i am living on a ship. The mess (bunk) is really very small. A very small room with 35 pple squeezing inside. There are beds on bottom, middle and top. Spaces are really limited. For pple sleeping on the top, they will have to risk knocking their head onto something on the ceiling every morning when they wake up. For me, i slept at the bottom frame, and knock my head onto the stupid screw every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, after first wk of xiong training, finally is our shore liberty on saturday. Everyone is very enthusiastic to book out and enjoy the liberty. On saturday, my lunch was at this restaurant called Gui Zu Niu Pai. Basically, just S$10 - S$10+, you will get a meal, be it steak, pork or chicken or even seafood like octopus, and you will enjoy free flow of drinks, ice cream, and other appetizers. Then we just walk walk at Isetan, then do Han Shen, then finally nights falls, we went to Xin Jue Jiang. This is where i come across those tricks shop. Make sure to pester me for the cards i get from these shops when you see me. It is quite interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;However, that night, we are really unlucky. It rains heavily which is very rare in Gao Xiong. So we walk in the rain from place to place. After Xin Jue Jiang, we went to Liu He Night market, then eat snacks along the way. After the while thing, we then make our way back to Zhuo Ying, where our camp is situated at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;On the way back to LST, we met some pple from my battalion. They claim to visit this night club. The entrance fee is about S$15. Then you can call some girls, with all wearing only bra and underwear, and touch them any parts you want. My friends only pay them S$5 per person lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;On the second day, it is about the same, except that we went for massage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This massage also ended up as quite stupid. Dunnoe why i keep on having this type of stupid encounter. Firstly, while waiting in the room, a guy came in and tell me that there is this girl who is quite pretty, and have good skills, and if I want some extra service, she is negotiable with it, but she got some problem with her throat, and would be unable to talk. Then I think, it is not worth it cos i expect at least some chit-chatting or what, if not it will be very boring. So i reject his offer. After some time, a woman came in. One look at her I know she is quite old, at least 30+. Then she start massaging, and we chat. She is quite surprise I am from Singapore. Halfway thru, her phone rang and she answer a call. I still can remember the ringtone is Beethoven's Moonlight sonata. After the call, she came in very happily and hug me. I was shocked. It seems that she strike a lottery or something like tt and she told me that I bring her luck. She even offer to treat me supper after that, but too bad I got to book in by the time it finish. So in the end, she gave me a voucher worth $200 NT for reduction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;After this day, it is nothing much to update. Just training, then walk around and eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Finally, on 22 April, I am back to Singapore. The very first thing i reach Singapore is to rush home, and then rush to Clarke Quay to meet Wayne and gang to celebrate Wayne's bday which happen to be tml. Just some talk cock session. Heard from wayne quite a few stories, like some of my poly peers are earning more than 3K now, which is like 10 times my allowance, and many more things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall stop here as I am getting frustrated on what to write.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-114606085973579483?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/114606085973579483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=114606085973579483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114606085973579483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114606085973579483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-everyone-i-back-from-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-114442473195755977</id><published>2006-04-07T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:45:31.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Give me few more days to complete editing this site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-114442473195755977?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/114442473195755977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=114442473195755977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114442473195755977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114442473195755977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/04/give-me-few-more-days-to-complete.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-114432878925719632</id><published>2006-04-06T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:06:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;It should be ard one month time ever since i updated my blog. How come I know is one month time? Because i remember in my last entry i mention that in one month time i will be leaving for taiwan, and now I will be taking the flight on monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;In this one month, i have done quite a few things that I never tried before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;First of all, during one nights out, some of my section mates went to this place called Waikiki. It is an authentic thai massage centre. After that trip, they keep on saying that the massage is very good. So during that week book out, Clement and I actually went to this place for massage. Really first time I go to such places and spend the money. The price is $63 including one hour of massage, unlimited use of jacuzzi, suana and free flow of drinks and food. I would think the massage part is the most interesting. Initially, because of the jacuzzi and suana, i basically took off everything and just wear a shorts walking around. After the spa thingy, I was asked to go to this room for massage. After waiting for a while, the massage girl came. The conversation is as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She: "Come for massage?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Me: "Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She: "Ok, take off your pants."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Me: "huh? WHAT?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;She: "I say, take off your pants."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;At this point of time, i still couldn't believe my ears. I immediately confirm with her that it is just purely massage, not anything else, and she say she understood and continue to ask me to take off my pants. Ok... nevermind, i just take off my pants. It feels really very strange to be naked in front of a woman. Then she start massaging. I can say her finger really damn power even though sometimes i feel quite uncomfortable. You almost can hear the cracking sound of every single joint on your body. When the back is finish, she ask me to turn to the front, then she look at my dick asking whether i want her to massage my dick anot. I just say no politely then she continue. After the whole thing, I seriously feel refresh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Next, on 31 March, which is my PS bday, I actually went to have lunch at Pan Pacific Summer house which is a buffett that costs 48 bucks per person. Then at night, me and friends went to MOS. Just when the whole place started to get crowded, my PS called and ask us to go over to Devil's Bar. Then I bo bian and just follow my bunk mates to devil's bar. This is where i found the difference between devil's bar and MOS. In devil's bar, it is really fucking easy to find a fling for ONS. Fucking hell, the whole place is filled with girls trying to get free drinks. Basically, i also drink for free all the way. Drink and dance until I almost hangover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then on saturday, i met wayne, terence, chay heng for a short dinner at pizza hut. Wayne fractured his left wrist during unnecessary training and might ooc from OCS. haizzz.... after so long of sufferings and now it might gone down to drain, really wasted. Then, we met terence's friend at bugis and went to brewerks to watch soccer. That's where shang came in. One of terence's friend vishnu, i think, also in ocs together with wayne. Apparently, his 2.4 is about 7 mins ++, but ended up he got a problem with SBJ. Somehow, this proves that Indian got a problem with SBJ. Anyway, met jonathan after that, have some little chat and off we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Talking about IPPT, my standard is reaching silver soon. From the last IPPT, i manage to run silver timing, but pull-up and SBJ only passing standard. Today, i somehow manage to do 8 pull-ups. So basically only left my SBJ to train. However, I understand that 2.4 will still be the most difficult for me. My timing is abit siao siao one. Must seriously train hard. Aiming for silver for my next IPPT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-114432878925719632?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/114432878925719632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=114432878925719632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114432878925719632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114432878925719632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-should-be-ard-one-month-time-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-114209762912769470</id><published>2006-03-12T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:20:29.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;It is really a fucking long time ever since i update my blog.... I really feel very very lazy everytime i book out. But seriously, i been thinking of updating it every weekend. In fact, i have type something out on 17 Feb and save it as draft. However, i just deleted it because i think even my latest entry seems to be outdated. I seriously think that my life got nothing much to update on, not like Terence, who recently seems to get very close to someone. I suppose that Terence is more and more like someone I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Anyway, first thing, I finally pass my IPPT. Barely make it for chin up and 2.4. Finally, after almost one year in the army. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Next and most importantly, I have made a decision. I decided to study in UK, providing two of my conditions are met. First, I must get a scholarship. I am not like somebody tt is able to study overseas using FMS (Father Mother Scholarship). Second, I must get into one of the top universities in UK, preferably LSE or Warwick. This is after much thinking and consideration and finally decided that this might be best route i should take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Consider the following situation. You are a employer and have to choose between two candidates. One is results very very good, study local uni, everyday travel from home to school, have an active CCA, while the other got mediocre results, but study in one of the best university in the world overseas, live independent on his own for 3 years and very active in CCA. Which one would you choose? I believe this would be a very tough choice assuming all other things is the same. I come across this when i try to imagine if one day, me and terence is after the same job, where I got a degree from SMU while Terence got a degree from Reading, which one would the employer prefer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Not that I want to say local universities are that jialat, but we have to be realistic. Even though the quality of education that we recieving from both places might be the same, but when you study overseas, you have prove that you are able to very independent. I believe that this is one of the attributes employers are looking for. On top of that, if you study in one of the top universities, somehow, your employability would be very high, even though ur grades is not good. This is the case and would not be changing in near future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Now, I am considering a degree from LSE in Accounting and Finance. After looking at the statistics, i somehow felt disheartened. There are 2000+ applicants and out of these people, they only accept 100+. It is like around 5% chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When I am doing my guard duty on thurs, the DO, who is a 2LT, came down to the guard room and saw the guide to UK education which I brought along. Then I found out that he was already accepted into LSE in BSc Actuarial Science. How I wish that I can be his junior. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Setting off to Taiwan in about one month time. haizz... Life just sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Recently got a quite a few gathering with my friends. Basically all are poly friends, namely, Terence (as usual), Shang, wayne, jonathan, nas, pearl, yuan feng, kevin and of course ellse. Whenever we ask kevin out, I will sure remember what Terence had said, buy one get one free. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then, just two days ago, is the graduation ball for the current graduating batch. It is like fucking fast. One academic year had gone, and my grad ball is just like yesterday. Even my msn display pic is still on the grad ball that took place almost one year ago. I seriously misses poly life. SP is really a wonderful place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;When i am free, i would went to SP website to see got any updates anot. This is when i saw the lucky draw winners for the graduate employment survey. Then i saw two names that ring a bell in my mind. They are Chua Xiu Mei, top student for Diploma in Accountancy, and Soh Hwee San, top student for Diploma in Business Administration. Seriously, I wonder is it really "lucky" draw anot. I think maybe if i took the survey two years later, would i be that "lucky". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-114209762912769470?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/114209762912769470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=114209762912769470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114209762912769470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/114209762912769470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-is-really-fucking-long-time-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-113733501454409657</id><published>2006-01-15T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:23:34.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WARNING!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A sicko is at large.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This blog entry is specially dedicated to all my female friends, and also female friends of all my friends who happen to read this entry, especially to those who have an account in myspace.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There is this sicko, who I call him Shawn, or LCT, goes around finding girls and women in myspace, adding them in msn, and attempt to talk dirty with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He will always ask the following questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Are you free this saturday? Wanna come my house so that we can have a little chat?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Are you open-minded? What is your bra size?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The questions he ask will always be this few questions, so it is very easy to identify. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;How the hell do I know about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It is a long story.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;On Friday, 13 January 2006, I cannot book out because I am the COS and have to stay back and look after my company office. Since there is nothing much for me to do after the working hours, I decide to surf the net as well as the computer. Then I found that one guy, whom i call LCT actually use msn and record his conversation log in the computer. I have heard that he always like to hunt for girls in the internet and attempt to "invite" them over to his house. Being very very curious, I read his log and is very very surprise that for every girl that he attempt to talk to, he will always ask this few questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Some girls play along with him, some girls scolded him. But what make my blood boil is that he actually try to psycho a 13 years old kid into having sex with him. What the fuck!!!!! He ask that girl to play truant, goes his house and have fun. What on earth is this guy thinking about? Before this incident, I already dn like him, in fact, my whole company dn like him. After this incident, I still don't like him. Now, he is being bullied by everyone in my company, but that's does not even reduce my despise of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He got a face that is even uglier than me, fat, short, and a fucking big tummy. In the past, I pity him because he is always being bullied by one guy. Now, I hope I am the guy who bully him. I never seen such a wimp that is being bullied all day long, and so desperate for girls before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I have his photo, if anyone of you wants, feel free to ask from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tt's all about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-113733501454409657?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/113733501454409657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=113733501454409657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/113733501454409657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/113733501454409657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/01/warning-sicko-is-at-large.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-113687252307618111</id><published>2006-01-10T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:55:23.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Nothing better to do during holidays and finally decide to update my blog which has been collecting dust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;From the last entry, I forgot to mention something. I almost got extra 200 bucks for being the marksman. Fuck.... Just one more shot, and i will be $200 richer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;First and foremost, happy new year to everyone. A brand new year means a new beginning. What happens in 2005 is consider as history. History are meant to be appreciated. To me, 2005 is a year that I will always remember.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;In 2005, my greatest achievement is graduated from Singapore Polytechnic, Diploma in Banking and Financial Services. SP is a place that I will never ever forget in my life. In fact, the wisest decisions that I have ever made to date is to get myself into SP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I will never forget how the four of us (Terence, kevin, yf and me) sit together at FC 6, trying to fight for the seats which get the best view. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget when I order wanton mee with chilli, Terence will always behind me ordering wanton mee without chilli and end up the uncle mixed up both of us order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget when we got nothing better to do, we went to the library to slack as well as see girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget despite we are year 3s, we still help out in SPAC2GO activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget the rapping session between me and kevin during ITAB lesson where anna was there complaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget the bowling sessions we had during year 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget that for the whole of year 1, my class always meet together in the MRT station first and went for lesson together, and end up the whole class was late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget that Terence will always be the "fearless leader" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how my year 1 had splited into dunnoe how many portions due to political reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how sad kev, yf and me are when we noe we are in 07, that we almost attempt to change class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget what had happen to Sebastian during yr 1 expedition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget the sentosa trips during year 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how slack FT lecturers are, especially Goh Jon Keat and Andrew Lim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how tough MA projects are, giving DBF students really a hard time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how we got screwed like nobody business for my first BD presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how Jonathan sabo pple in front of everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget the healthy competition between me and wayne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how we shoot yf for his scandal and he never fails to give that sian look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget kev, yf and me wear red, orange, green respectively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget discussing projects with kev, yf, nichole and pearl, where kev will try to give ideas, yf will say u ask me to do wat, i do wat, nichole will complain here and there and still end up doing and pearl will always be the one tt is most quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget all the scandals that my poly friends gave me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget cheong "BUY 1" in futures trading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget cheong's actions while explaining rate framing in Treasury Operations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget during Goh's tutorial, it will be a story-telling session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how we shoot Shang and Jana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how Jonathan become the best financial trader and SIM Management Game champion twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how Terence, Me, Jonathan, Wayne, Huizi happened to be in the same industry for the BSG game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how we talk about Wayne and his scandal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how lame anna can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how late we stay in school because of doing projects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget the gossiping session among us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget cheong nominate me as the class rep by throwing coins and overthrowing joseph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how nichole hate joseph to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Never forget how fucking competitive joseph is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;this list can go on and on..... There is simply too much memories that I know I would really treasure it, be it good or bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;On 26 July 2005, I finally receive my diploma which I had been working towards to for the past 3 years. This diploma not only represents the wonderful educations that I have received, it also represents all the wonderful memories that come along with it. An additional premium is that I happen to be the top student for my course, getting Singapore Exchange Gold Medal and Philips Futures Prize. Seriously speaking, I never aim for the top student before because I noe myself, is uncomparable to Jaclyn. But somehow..... I seriously dunnoe why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I still have some other achievements that is not really achievements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Nominated for the PSC Scholarships, went through an interview with V Maheantharan (Sch of Biz director), an interview with Liew Beng keong and one lady (SAA and LC Director), a psychometric tests in civil service college, and a session with a psychologist, and finally to the PSC panel. The fact that the PSC panel grant me an interview already gave me great honours. This means they had recognized my so-called achievements. But in the end I din get the scholarship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Nominated for the Model Student Award by Andrew Lim, but end up I gave up myself because I can never imagine myself as a Model Student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Nominated for Institutional Awards by Cheong, but somehow I believe there are even better candidates and I do not stand a chance, which turn out that I am correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Not forgetting that in 3rd June 2005, i was enlisted into SAF to serve the nation. This is when i need to survive in a environment with all guys and training. During BMT, I seriously have a wonderful time though I am always the one that slack the most. Since none of my army friends got my blog address, then i shall not talk about it that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Enough of all the memories and get back to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After my course end, I have a so-called graduation ceremony where i received the certificate from CO and a battalion christmas gathering on the same day. It is the most f tub christmas gathering I have ever went for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then on Christmas eve, I went to Terence house and as usual the crowd is always the same except that this time round got michael, kok hong and zhihan + yp and fad. When army guys get together, this means hell for the girls and non-army personnel. Since the time they step-in to the time they left, they are talking about army stuffs. Anyway, at ard 11, we decide to go down to Orchard for a little walk to enjoy the christmas atmosphere, which turn out to be the worst decision ever made. Bangla and Ah beng spraying foams all at the girls, some girls got molested, some kana pickpocketed. I all along put both my hands into my pocket while i walk to avoid things being stolen as well as being accused for molesting. It is around taka where by the situation get out of control. This situation is that somebody push you, and you will not fall because there are people just right in front of you. So it is very very difficult for you to fall. But if you happen to fall, it would also be very very difficult for you to get up. So we decide to cut the crowd and climb up somewhere. This is where yf gone missing. While climbing up, there is this girl who wear short skirt, and her friend try to pull down a little so that the pple behind cannot see what's underneath, but too bad, her skirt too short le. lolx. So after climbing up, we then noe that yf had gone with the flow and went to wheelock. How the hell he get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tt's for christmas eve. Then during christmas itself, somehow terence dragged me to go to Cheong's church. This is the first time ever i went to church and Cheong treated us dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Next, on monday, we went for Senthil' bday party. Senthil look really different that day, not as in looks, is the way he behave. Clement brought the legendary 'momo' along. I find her quite pretty, especially her mouth. Lucky bastard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then tuesday we went to malaysia for just one night. I don't want to mention what happen for that one night, so dn bother to ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;On new year eve, I have guard duty. I am honoured to say that I do the last prowling for my battalion in 2005, and the first prowling in 2006. During the guard duty, clement told me more about momo, and it happens that momo actually from my sec sch. When i hear her name, i immediately shock, she is the big ah lian in my sec sch that is older than me by one year old. Even me this type of low profile pple also know about her. Singapore is really very small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Finally, tuesday i report to prepare for the 6 Div COC parade. Details I don't want to go into. I finally get to see "stars" and quite surprise that there is a RSM for the whole SAF. Anyway, from wed to thurs, ard 5 o clock, it has been raining like nobody business, then the parade is held at fri, 5 o'clock. The dark clouds already gathered while the BG is talking. Before the BG finish, it starts to rain really heavily. Sad for those in the parade. This parade really make me see how many big ranking officers there are. I think the average rank among them are Lieutanant Colonel. There are LTC from guards, commandos, and colonel from commandos. Those are really big fuck. Then come BGs and the Chief of Army, MG Desmond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;On sat, I once again met up with my pri sch friends because of yan rong bday. Details I don't wanna go into. Just thinking that seriously after so long, I some sort of feel that it will never be like last time. I seriously have nothing much to talk to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyway, I heard that James now is taking AFP and will be completing in April. Once again, he had taken something that I want to take and yet unable to. And also, I heard from him that now DBF electives got psychology. His class only 4 pple take FP, which is very amazing. Most take psychology and maths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Also, I heard from my brother that TP got five new courses, of which, majority focus on the Integrated Resort. One of which I find it quite interesting, it is Diploma in Financial Business Informatics. I haven't go into details yet. Shall ask my brother to get the brochures for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lastly, congrats to my bro who got the Edusave Scholarships which is worth either $300 or $500. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-113687252307618111?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/113687252307618111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=113687252307618111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/113687252307618111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/113687252307618111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2006/01/nothing-better-to-do-during-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-113474122987193303</id><published>2005-12-16T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T21:53:49.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I suppose that it is about time to update a little, since there is someone yelling out there, saying that I update once per year. I somehow gonna prove that she is wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Actually seriously, sometimes is not that I don't want to update. There are really reasons. Firstly, one week of 7 days, I spent 5 days in camp. In addition, I am not suppose to say anything about my NS liability, then what the fuck can i blog? Secondly, I am basically lazy. lolz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyway, get back to serious stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the last entry, I think I stopped at after my driving sch and I went back to my unit. Basically, life is really terrible with Ah Gong around. The words that he used are really very sarcastic. Something like "I really cannot stand stupid people." "The good ones will get to enjoy privileges, while the bad ones, I have no feelings for you." Aftr two more days, J Lo passed his test and join us. The way J Lo pass his test is really damn cock. First test he failed because he look at girls while driving and end up beating red light, second test change lane without due care. Third test, he ask the tester whether can he sing while driving and amazingly the tester allowed. So he sing during the test, and the tester passed him. With him back, the forces only left one, which is Senthil, a.k.a God Must be Crazy. This nick was given by my then driving instructor because he look like the african fellow in the HK show God Must be Crazy. Anyway, he still manage to pass on the 6th attempt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;So what's in my unit? Firstly, there are 5 new guys posted to my unit. They are a very special bunch of people, got ang moh, ah beng, someone that behave like kids, and an idiot. Only one of them is really normal. Anyway, that ang moh is call Ian Sergeant Tan, which makes him either a Pte Ian or Pte Tan or Pte Sergeant, that really sounds cock. He is not bad, except that he talk without thinking. I dn have any issues with the ah beng, and the one that behave like kids basically is very lazy and michievous. The one that I can talk about is that idiot, a weirdo. He always ask things that is really very stupid, and say things that we know the answer, and do things that he is not supposed to do. If this happen one or two times, it does not matter, but it happens all times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Forget about the people and talk about real business. I finally go onto the sea and get the feeling of sailing. All i can say is that, sailing and driving is really totally different. You need to take account of a lot more things. First is the wave, you need to cut the wave, as in placing your vessel perpendicular to the wave to minimize the impact. Secondly, you will not be able to stop as and when you like. When you have stop, the momentum will push you further. So you always have to estimate the impact of this momentum. For your information, there is no brake while sailing. At night, it is even worse. You will not be able to see anything but lights. And these lights always have their meaning, which I noe i will never be able to memorize them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;In terms of navigating, it is also very different. In Singapore context, there are different bouys situated at different location in the sea. These bouys are an indicator on where you are and every bouy have different characteristics. These characteristics come especially at night, where you cannot see anything. We basically navigate on sea, using GPS, as well as map to guide us. One interesting thing though, while sailing, we got this man overboard drill, whereby we simulate a person dropped into the water by throwing a life bouy down. Then we notice a snake swimming towards the bouy, go up the bouy and rest on it. In that moment, we are really in a dilemma whether to recover the bouy anot. Luckily, after some resting, the snake decided to continue swimming and left the bouy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;That's basically all about my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Now, talking about the weekends. I have a lot of weekends spent all by myself because friends not free. Really sad. If i am not wrong, I only manage to go out two or three weekends, which I can remember and two of them are quite interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;First of them, on the morning while I am still sleeping, Jonathan suddenly msg me, asking me to go Cheong, as in Mr Christopher Cheong's house for a swim. The first thought that came to my mind is that it will not be simply swimming. Anyway from YP's blog that Cheong received a National Day Award Bronze, so thinking of congratulate him also. I manage to grab Terence along also and we reach the guard house of his condo by 1600. Then we have no choice but to wait outside until he drove pass. After some chit-chatting and talking cock session, we finally went for a swim, which eventually ended up as a chin-up competition, just as I thought. Terence emerged as the winner, and Jonathan once again is the loser. As for me, I am in the non-competitive category. After the swimming, then we have our dinner at his house, this time round, with wayne, chay heng, nichole and naserah + me and jonathan. Pearl think is too far while kevin cannot make it because "she is not feeling comfortable". Again, some talking cock session and finally it is about time to go home. Me and Jonathan is thinking whether to go visit geylang once again to see prostitudes until Cheong offered to send us home. So that's the end of this weekend, with my arm aching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Second weekend, which is a joyful occasion. I met up with my primary sch friends. Can you imagine this? It is ard 8 years till we meet again. Anyway, the attendance is not very good. The attendees basically comprise of Kah Loke a.k.a James, whom i met quite often, Shi Qin a.k.a Chris, who is Amy's sec sch friend, Ting Jia a.k.a Alvin, whom i saw him not too long ago, Pei Kun, who always appear in Sch of Business, Yan Rong a.k.a eliz, who change so much that only she can recognise me, and i cannot recognise her, Mei Ping a.k.a Alicia, who still the same, only that the mole on her face dunnoe grow from where and lastly, myself. We just have our lunch at Sakae, talking cock. Go pool fusion, also talking cock. Then go somewhere near Sim Lim, still end up talking cock, and ended up at Bugis Junction, remaining talking cock. Because that day is a sunday whereby I need to book in, therefore I have to leave early reluctantly. All I can say is that people do change especially after so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So tt's all for now. Looking forward 23rd december, the start of my leave till 4/5th Jan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-113474122987193303?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/113474122987193303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=113474122987193303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/113474122987193303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/113474122987193303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-suppose-that-it-is-about-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-113188852644629675</id><published>2005-11-13T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:36:04.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;It's been a fucking long time, almost two months since i touch and read this blog which suppose to be belong to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;This is due to my so-called laziness and basically I don't know what to write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally decide to update a little because during this two months, i encounter some things that i feel like talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Firstly, this is for the NSF who is wearing No.4 when booking in on sunday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;If you know you are going to be late, better avoid going to the very crowded area, like bus interchange unless you have no choice. For three times in a row, when i book in, I was always approached by friendly ladies ask for just 5 mins to do a simple survey on my spending habits. And these 5 mins in doing survey normally become a 30 mins talk on their product. Yes, I am talking about those insurance cum savings plan offered by the insurance giant in Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;So what so special about these insurance plan? Basically it act as an insurance with an investment element inside promising a 3% or something around there return annually. Compared to the bank savings rate which I suppose to be 0.25% now, this is really attractive. However, the sad thing is that you must hold this policy up to 20 years which is downright ridiculous. One of them even said this sum of money can be used for retirement purpose. This type of scheme can only attract people without financial knowledge. A DBF student don't need their advice, neither do a DBF TOP student need their advice. Not that I am being SL or wat. They are talking about investment-linked insurance where the money is used to invest in unit trust to a person who want to play individual stocks and foreign exchange in future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Some people may tell me this. Hey, insurance is insurance, investment is investment. This two cannot be mixed together. Yes. I know this logic. But the problem exist because of the very fact that insurance and investment are mixed together. My preference is term insurance, which is far cheaper and use the excess money to invest myself. Someone out there might yell out: What a stupid idea. You will not receive anything from term insurance. All the money you give to buy term insurance are being thrown to the drain if nothing happen. Yes!!! This is what I want. I don't mind spending money, notice i use the word "spend" to buy term insurance because it is cheap. Moreover, if i am not wrong, some term insurance offer a payback on part of your money, which make the policy even cheaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Finally, you know why those people aim at NSF booking in on sunday. Well for the obvious reason, since they are staying in, how much can they spend with their allowance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;So my bottomline is: Don't get into this type of policy. I have much better choices that offer a higher return, having the same insurance coverage and has low risk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Secondly, is something to do with what i done this few weeks inside camp. You might think "not again". This time round is different as I am attending driving lesson. Yes, it is driving lesson, class 3 and class 4 driving lesson. I just passed my class 4 driving test recently on 3rd attempt. 1st attempt is i stupid and the tester is too gan jiong. Second attempt is I really stupid. 3rd attempt is I stupid but end up still pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;In my 1st attempt, I get into an immediate failure when i made my first left turn. This is wat happen. While approaching a cross junction, I am ask to make a left turn through the slip road, then i saw the light turn amber and i got a oncoming vehicle trying to turn right. When I go inside the slip road, I look, that vehicle is not moving. After the zebra crossing, i look again, the vehicle is still not moving. Before the give way line, i look again, that vehicle start to move. Before I can brake, the tester pull my handbrake just when i clutch in and prepare to brake before the give way line. Fail because fail to give way to vehicle turning right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This is where I realized how complicated choa chu kang area can be. Sometimes, the tester give chance even you got an immediate failure because choa chu kang is really f tub. I got one friend pass even though he stop in the yellow box and obstruct traffic movement. This is because he was forced to stop and he had to stop because of safety reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Second attempt, I do everything sui sui, do every safety check and I really mean EVERY. But until one junction, i was asked to turn left into minor road with only two lanes. One is for going in, the other is going out and the left turn is very sharp. While i was making a turn, i saw a car coming very fast, in order to avoid the car, I turn more towards my left and end up my left wheel brush against the kerb. This is immediate failure. But when i reach the holding area, the tester want to pass me, so he let me do parking. But end up i cannot engage the reverse gear. The reverse gear need to pull up then move left and pull down. I totally don't know about this as it is the first time i encounter this type of vehicle. In the end, I fail again. My instructor is so pek chek tt he ask me to go toilet pcc for 100 mins to practice the pulling up movement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Third attempt, I do everything sui sui, until one junction i am turning left. I got one friend fail because while he is turning left, he notice the oncoming vehicle slowing down, signal tt he is giving way, then he turn, however tt vehicle suddenly dash out and result tt my friend handbrake being pull. I encounter the same situation, the vehicle is slowing down, but i dare not move unless I sure that the vehicle stop completely. In the end, the tester get so angry tt when he pass me, he throw my 11B, test sheet, and PDL to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;There is also one thing I would like to mention about one particular guy. He is a typical loser. From the holding area, you need to go up one slope and two humps before you can go outside. After driving 5 weeks of manual car, he don't know which gear is more powerful. Basically during the test, while he is driving upslope, the engine stalled a total of 5 times. Ended up immediate failure, and the tester do a 3-point turn and drive back himself. This is the first time I heard a tester need to drive back the vehicle himself. How come he will stall 5 times? According to the tester, when he go up the slope, not enough power, he change gear 2. Then he accerlerate gear 2 also cannot go up, he change to gear 3. For those who had driving experience, you all should noe this is the most stupid thing ever for someone who drive 5 weeks of manual car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thirdly, from this driving course, I some sort of know how fortunate I am. I get to know this particular guy who is a regular with only O level. His O level results is good enough to enter poly, but he end up quitting after one year because of financial constraints. According to him, he got to work part time and his father never work and keep on asking money from him. He got no choice but to quit sch and sign on. However, because of his education, he cannot get into OCS, and he don't like to remain in army. Therefore, he ended up in Air Force and only can depends on internal promotion to commanders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;One last thing. Recently I had a dream. A dream that not suppose to have but I still have it. It is regarding a girl whom I know some years back and what happen during that time. Although I do not regret what i have did but i always feel bad on that incident. The funny thing is that although i dreamt of this girl, but ended up calling another girl during my sleep, as mention by my bunk mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Basically, that's all. I think that I might update this blog again on december 2005 or 2006 when i am clearing leave. Cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-113188852644629675?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/113188852644629675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=113188852644629675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/113188852644629675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/113188852644629675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-been-fucking-long-time-almost-two.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-112754070095674320</id><published>2005-09-24T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T23:22:23.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Finally decide to update my blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;"POP is not the end. It is just the beginning of your journey to hell."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;This is what my PC say in my BMT time. The commanders have emphasized and reemphasized that BMT is the best time of the two years National Service, or perhaps, the entire life. Somehow I do not really get that message across as there are many restrictions, punishments that are imposed on us. In Tekong, I am just like a bird that is locked into a cage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Now finally POP le, become a private. The two days block leave + the weekends really makes a good rest for me. I really need a break. On friday, 16 Sep, I receive my posting results. I look and i saw my vocation is driver, my unit is 3rd Transport Battalion and need to report to Gloucester Camp. I am dissappointed. I do not want to be driver. I would rather choose to be RP, doing guard duty for the rest of my national service. But everything is fixed. A driver would still be a driver, and would have lots of chance to go into DB if any accident happens. Then I would not be able to enter local uni because of my so-called disciplinary records, and my career and future would suffer as a result because i am a driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Anyway congratulate to Kevin, Wayne, John, Kangming who make it into OCS. Hopefully you will get through ur life as an OCT and get commission by president. By then, if i see you, I would need to salute you and address you all as "SIR". If i offend you all in any way, please kindly forgive me as I do not want to get charge for any reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;To Terence, seriously I dunnoe what to say to you that you are not chosen to command sch. I suspect the system got error or something. Anyway, I believe you also know this logic. Just forget abt it and look forward to your vocation as air defence operator though i dunnoe what the hell is this. At least, the pple tt i mention above tt make it to OCS not consider your superior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Back to me, I am a driver. Wayne mention that with me being a driver, I surely grow back to my size and weight before I got enlist. Seriously, I am afraid that this would happen because it seems that i suffer quite a lot to get to my present weight and I do not want the process to reverse. But I seriously think that I think too much le. Driver leh.... No physical training.... Sure put on weight. Unless I make the decision to do daily PT by myself. But I don't think i got that discipline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;On monday, I report to my unit which is at Gloucester Camp. Strangely enough, I saw two Gloucester Camp. And the camp that i am suppose to report to is not shown on the map. It is classified information. Anyway the camp is damn fucking small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The following information is being brief to me on the first day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am suppose to report to Sembawang Camp on wednesday and it is a stay-in camp.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am suppose to drive Larc 5, a vehicle that can move on land, and sail on sea.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am suppose to know that in the whole SAF, we are the only drivers of Larc 5 and we should be proud of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am suppose to know that my unit is the best logistic unit for two consecutive years and therefore we need to maintain that standard.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; Since I only need to report to Sembawang Camp on wed, therefore I can go home on mon and tues from Gloucester Camp. So what do we do in Gloucester Camp? Basically is doing sai gang. We find that in Gloucester Camp, sai gang is never finish. There will always be sai gang for you to do. The pple in Gloucester Camp say tt we, as larc 5 drivers are fortunate because our bunk is tekong standard and we got nothing to do except for driving larc 5. However, little did we expect that this sentence is just like the phrase, "the grass across the river is always greener."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;On wednesday, we finally reach sembawang camp. The place looks great compared to the HQ. Even the lecture theatre is much better though we dn get to ultilise it. Anyway, we also get to see the so called old birds of larc 5. What they said is totally different from the pple from HQ. Basically Larc 5 is a special vehicle. Therefore, unless there is operations or training, if not, u will not get to drive them. This though minimize the risk of getting accident but it also means that everyday, you got nothing but sai gang and maintenance to do. This also means everyday after the training and the taiwan mission is the same and boring. I somehow cannot see any lights in my 1 year and ard 8 months career in army. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;By the way, regarding wayne's statement on I will grow back to my size before BMT. I seriously don't think that is possible. First of all, my unit expect everyone to pass IPPT despite it is a support unit. If you don't pass, your weekend and nights will be burn. Secondly, my unit want everyone to participate in the Army Half Marathon which is about 21 km. Every week, there will be a run to prepare us for that marathon, starting with 5 km in the first week. Thirdly, we are expect to do endurance training and physical training ourselves after office hour. If not, we will be forced to do so. Under such environment, I think the worst case scenario will be to maintain my weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Next go to my superior. Basically the highest rank i saw in my company is the Ops Warrant, who is also the 2IC. He like to talk. His introduction is slightly more than 1 hour and his PC interview takes 20 mins per person. This is really rare in tekong. Anyway, one thing to my surprise, he actually allows us to take a course part time outside provided we place army matters before it. Therefore, next year, most likely i will enrolled myself to ACCA professional certification. This also means that I will no longer study accountancy in my uni as the ACCA provide me a degree called Bachelor of Science (Hons) in Applied Accounting from Oxford Brookes University if I complete my Part 2 of ACCA and submit a thesis to the university. This idea is very tempting as I would have two degrees + the qualification of a professional certification when i complete my local uni education. What I lack of is just the professional experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;However, one thing that is disadvantageous to me is that my first yr of uni life would be fucking hectic as i need to juggle between my degree and ACCA Part 3, which is the most difficult. So still in consideration and see how does it goes ba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That's all folks though i wonder how many pple will actually read my blog. Cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-112754070095674320?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/112754070095674320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=112754070095674320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/112754070095674320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/112754070095674320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/09/finally-decide-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-112392728750378416</id><published>2005-08-13T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T18:28:26.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hmm..... seems that its being a long long time since i last updated. too bad... dunnoe why i am really fucking lazy everytime. anyway, a lot of things had happened, namely, field camp, graduation, sit test, and last of all, the strikeback of our platoon sergeant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Field Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Living in the jungle for 7 days may sound quite fun to some of you but definitely not for me. Basically, I agree with the comment from one of my friend regarding field camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"The field camp is really fun and the experience is indeed memorable, however, once is enough."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;In the field camp, we are taught on the basic jungle warfare and what to do when enemy suddenly attack us. This is quite fun because we always tend to make mistakes, like running into the wrong trees. By the way, the trees are planted very nicely for us to run and take cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;So what is so sucky about the field camp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;For that 7 days, i never make any contact with modern urban buildings, (except for the break that I need to go back to company line), see trees and muds all around with grasses that is as long as ur knee level and you still have to navigate through the area, and need to lie down on the mud when required, powder bathing, insects flying around and rest on your body, had to take your rifle with you wherever you go, shitting in the wild and last of all, eating the fucking combat rations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Simply put it this way, one field camp is really enough. The only motivation on the field camp is my graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;The so-called climax of the field camp is shellscrape and fire trench. To them is the climax, to me, is the fucking tiring and boring part. This is where we need to be construction worker for one day whereby we need to dig a grave that is big enough for us to sleep in, and at night, we really sleep inside. As for fire trench, i dn bother to explain cos i think i forgot what is it use for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;One more thing about the Field Camp. When we are so fucking tired and shagged, Eagle Company is on an excursion to our campsite to look at us. When they reach, they see us like as if we are some animals living in a cage and they still laugh when they see we eat the combat ration. Fucking hell, never being treated like this before. This is why i always say, in army, we are being treated like dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Wayne's definition is even better on the field camp. If you are pessimistic, you are a dog. If you are neutral, you are a beggar. If you are optimistic, you call yourself a soldier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I am finally graduated with a diploma. Now I can proudly tell my friends who still in poly, I am a diploma holder, though i know it is nothing big deal also. Anyway, during that day, i met wayne and kevin in TFT, all the way to pasir ris and had our breakfast at MacDonalds. After some discussions, we decided to wear smart 4 though we know tt it is fucking inconvenient when you wear smart 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Then I went back home and slack until times up, meet wayne and go terence's house and off we go, to the Singapore Polytechnic, the place that I had spent 3 years in and got to know many wonderful people and of course, the place that grooms me and my interest in banking and finance, investments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;As planned earlier on, we wear smart 4 and haf our lunch. Too bad it is during term break, no girls to see. Then we proceed on to the convention centre, with me walking straight and collect my admission ticket. Then I found out my seat is really damn fucking front. After some talking cock session, this DAC top student sit beside me and the ceremony commence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;After the speech by the guest speaker, the award of diplomas finally started. This is when i found out, sitting in the front row does not mean that you will receive your diploma first. Instead, you will receive it last. So after some waiting, somehow i manage to talk cock with this DAC top student. I want to clarify is, it is purely talking cock to kill time. Fucking hell, for the whole night after the graduation, I am being shoot up, down, left, right, centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Finally, I wait until it is my turn to go up, but maybe i am too nervous, i never look at the camera when i receive my diploma, and somehow, some of my friends is watching the video and they laugh at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;After the ceremony, I met up with my mum and my aunt, as well as Mrs Phyllis Sim, my sec sch teacher who does not teach me before, and instead teaching my brother english currently. She ask me to give my sec sch students a speech (siao!!!!!), i said it is imposible because of my national service liability. Then she request an essay (what the......). I also cannot dn give her the essay, if not my brother would be in deep shit (just joking).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;As usual, we haf some photo taking session, and for those who have the photos, please send to me. I am still waiting....... spread this around. send to my email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;After dinner at cineleisure and some talking cock session, this marks the end of my graduation day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;SIT Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;If you think that after field camp, everything will be alright, you will be wrong. Here comes the SIT test, a 3 days 2 nights camp outfield. Initially I am wondering, we already gone through a 7 days, 6 nights camp outfield, why the hell we still scared of a 3D2N camp? Then my bunk mate give me an answer, because we had experience tt 7D6N, tt's why we know how "scary" outfield is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Though i really dn like it, but too bad, my liability is still there and therefore I need to go for the SIT test and walk the 8 km route march with full battle order. Somehow, i almost cannot take it and almost faint when left only 100m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, after the route march to the reclaimed land, i am so fucking tired that i rest on the grass patch. Then i notice something moving beside me, on second look, it is something orange, on third look, fucking hell, it is a centipede. I immediately stand up and me and my platoon mates stomp it with our boots until it is dead. Then i know tt area got a lot of centipedes from my friends who went to the shitting area and they saw a lot of centipedes. This really freak me off man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;While waiting to be break up into detail level, we suddenly heard there is a loud "hooray" in the commanders training shed. I got a bad feeling. Everytime when the commanders are enthusiastic means something bad. Then the conducting officer introduce the sergeants who is in charge of each detail. When it reach Detail Foxtrot, which detail sergeant is Sergeant Zul, all the other sergeants clapped their hands. I still dunnoe what is going on at this point of time. Until when the conducting officer reach Detail Foxtrot and say that those tt is in this detail are very lucky because there is a superstar inside. Then I know what is going on. Gryphon Company superstar lin zhihong aka living buddha is in this detail. I can see Sergeant Zul really got a very 'sian' face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;After this, we are break up into our details and decide our roles in carrying out the mission. There are Navigators, Law, Claymore Mine, Demolition Charger, Medic, Mine, Signaller. Anyway, I got the role of demolition charger, which is basically zhou bo lan except for setting up demolition bombs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, the SIT test is really rather tiring because there is a lot of walking and lots of Arti drills and evacuation. Dn expect me to be the commanders because as always, i stay very low profile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;After SIT Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Because of some fucking rashes on my leg, i report sick and get excused from uniform for 7 days. That idea really sounds fun because i would ZBL all the way for the 7 days, without changing clothes. But i really miss out a lot of training like the SOC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Next, our Platoon Sergeant is back. Somehow we are really scared of him even though we dn have any bad experience. Actually, I am quite ok but my buddy is really paranoid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Below is a conversation btw me and my buddy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Thiam Hock: Even if he is back, we only left 5 more weeks to POP, what can he do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Nazmi: 1 hour already can do a lot of things, dn say 5 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Thiam Hock: I think you really think too much, what for so scared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Nazmi: Of course scared lar. For us is last 5 weeks, for him is first 5 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Haizzz..... I also dunnoe what to say. Our platoon sergeant take us on our book out day whereby we need to complete SOC 200m rundown, conclusion is that he is really unpredictable. One minute he can talk cock with us, the other minute he can be very fierce. And one more thing, his voice is fucking soft. He called my friend cute boi and ask him whether he know why he need to serve the army? Really unpredictable.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Anyway I still ZBL all the way until I finish my status and get back to action. Today I just try the SOC rundown 400m for the first time. Really shagged man. The tireness come when you finish the obstacles, not during the obstacles. Somehow, with SBO and rifle on, I find it really difficult to clear all obstacles. Din manage to clear low wall, swing trainer, and low rope. For low wall, i all along cannot clear, therefore not so upset. Swing trainer really fucking hell. I think i can clear when i am reaching the end but my bunk mate that is in front of me block my advancement. I end up hanging there until i cannot take it. When i try again, the second bar, i fell off le.  For the low rope, i manage to clear it before, but maybe because after swing trainer, i din have the energy to pull myself up. Therefore cannot clear. Shit sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-112392728750378416?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/112392728750378416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=112392728750378416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/112392728750378416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/112392728750378416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-112149419570671465</id><published>2005-07-16T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T15:42:11.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I am back again, and would not be back until my graduation day.... This is due to one of the finale in my BMT --- Field Camp. My field camp would spread over 7 days from 19th July to 25th July. And my graduation is on 26th July. So pple... If you are reading this, pls forgive me if I smell really awful on tt day, because for the past 7 days, I would not be bathing + living in the jungle. However, do not be too worry, I will try to make sure I smell nice as I THINK i SHOULD have ample time to wash myself up after the camp have finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wassup this week? This week is really damn shagged man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We book in then the Duty Officer (DO) ask us to fall in for our detail information for the live range. The whole process took so long that we only left with 5 mins when he dismiss us and we still need to prepare the stuffs for the live range. Then sergeant say 2200 is lights out timing, we only required to LIGHTS OUT. So we manage to get the meaning. However, we slp late as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 0430 to change to my long 4 and get ready for breakfast. Really shagged man but bo bian. Then off we go to the live range. As this is the first time I really get to use my wife, I feel quite excited. I am in Detail 11 Lane 6. So this means that i need to wait until my detail then I can go shoot. So in the meantime, I thought that i can catch some slp while waiting. Who knows 2Lt Ananthan suddenly say we are not allowed to slp because it will make us lose concentration while shooting. I sian half, so bo bian have to talk cock with my bunk mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The procedure goes like this. First we will go to collect our ammo at the ammo point. The rounds are already loaded into the magazines. Then we will proceed to the range and wait. Each detail have to be assistant for the previous detail. The assistant have to record the scores for the zero-in purpose as well as helping out in adjusting sand bag and voice out if got any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For background information, in handling the rifle, we have this IA (Immediate Action) Drills whereby if the weapon encounter some problems in shooting, then we will shout "IA IA IA" and check wat problem follow by the action to be taken to solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my turn, the first try i cock up because i follow through when pulling the charging handle. In the end, tio fuck by my sergeant. For the 4 rounds that I have shoot, nothing happen, but i see my group size really fucking sucks. I also dunnoe why. The next 4 rounds, my assistant never manage to record my score, so i dunnoe my score. In the end my weapon was not zero in properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come my next chance of weapon zero-in. This time round my weapon is properly zeroed. However i think my company f tub. Even before the actual practice, already ard 6 pm le. Imagine this, from morning until now, i only manage to shoot twice, with each time 2 magazines of 4 rounds. The rest of the time, i am basically doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i miss my day practice, immediately go to night practice. For some unknown reason, i manage to score full marks, 12/12 in my night practice. When everybody had finished, it is already 12+ am. Then we are told that one joker lost his muzzer in the range. So the whole company combed the whole place searching for a muzzer. Though my company got close to 200 pple, we still failed to find the muzzer. In the end we gave up and went back to the company. By then already 1+ going to 2. So we took a quick shower and slp, waking up 0500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the PC (Platoon Commander) told his detail to refrain from using vulgarities unless they are having IA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad Story of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My platoon mate misfired and got fucked by the OC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really a fucking shagged morning for me. Only slp for 3 bloody hours. But bo bian, have to buck up cos tuesday is the shooting test. Skipped all the misc. stuffs. I only manage to just passed. The reason being my spactacles got blurred and I cannot see properly and I have no chance to wipe the fog off. So for those in BMT or already in BMT, Anti Fog spray is very important if you need wear spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recruit Chiong being the detail IC need to lead the detail to return the magazine to the platoon sergeant at the ammo point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platoon Sergeant: Have you returned your magazine?&lt;br /&gt;Recruit Chiong: Yes!! Platoon Sergeant&lt;br /&gt;Platoon Sergeant: Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;Recruit Chiong: Yes!! I am very sure. Platoon Sergeant.&lt;br /&gt;Platoon Sergeant: Then what the fuck is that? and he pointed at recruit chiong SBO ammo pouch with 2 magazines inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recruit Lin (Living Buddha) shooting lane 6 and Recruit Rizal shooting lane 8. When recruit Rizal finish shooting and have unloaded, his assistant suddenly shouted "ON" which means he is on the target. Recruit Rizal very confused and notice that Recruit Lin is aiming at his target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recruit Lin manage to shot on the target.....number tag which signal which lane you are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recruit Lin point his rifle loaded with rounds accidentally towards his left to his buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we end up slping 0240 and wake up 0600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we are given rest, so we manage to slp for the whole day until the stupid aqua jogging in the morning and SOC in the evening. SOC is very fun. I never knew that I actually have a little phobia of height until I tried the Jacob ladder. Anyway, i doubt that i can pass the SOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are given exposure to the nature by going into jungle. And I mean really jungle where insects are flying around. We learnt how to set up Basha and the uses of the concertina wire. That's about all. In the evening by right got IPPT training, but it rains. In the end we go up to our bunk, not for sleeping. The sergeant that just return is known as the punisher. He make us do those simple exercise over and over again until it is more xiong than those strenous exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recruit Lam was bathing and come out only with a towel with nothing inside. At the same time, the school 1 RSM and the Training Officer came to our floor, and walking behind him. Because of rain, Recruit Lam slipped and fall and his towel dropped. 5 mins after, I saw recruit Lam mopping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are given even a closer exposure to the nature. This time round we need to apply camou cream on our face, and put grass on our SBO, uniform, helmet, etc. After that we go into jumping jack position and do jumping jack. Then we go hide to make sure the sergeant cannot see us, but we can see the sergeant. Then we have to report to the sergeant what he is doing while we are hiding. This is quite fun just that we finally get to be punished by the punisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get back to the bunk, we tried to clean our face. However, the part on the eyes is the most difficult to clean. In the end, everyone have the black camou stain around our eyes, like women applying mascara and eyeliner. So on this friday, there are many "chio bus" in Gryphon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, as expected, there is a standby area. Then another heads out, the sergeant say the standby area would be conducted by OC. WE all scared and quickly cleaned up and make until sui sui so that it is at tip top condition. In the end, OC also never come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After this, we are told that Lion Trails for Saturday is cancelled. This means we will be taking the 0815 fast craft out. This is really the first time that i get to book out in the morning. However, my sergeant also say that this means we need to prepare to sacrifice one day of our block leave after our POP for the lion trail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;During RO, the CDO also announced that Lion Trail is cancelled. But they need 50 volunteers to go for the Lion Trail. In the end got 52 volunteers. I want to go for the lion trail cos i want to really rest in the block leave. But my bunk friends dun want to go then i really LL lor. After that, the CDO announced that these 52 volunteers would get to go canteen break. But my platoon pple cannot go cos need to standby field  pack. Till the next morning then i found out that this lion trail and 50 volunteers thingy are all bullshit. Everyone book out at 0815.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, my graduation seat no. is B29. So dn bother to ask me anymore. I think i am fucking far away from my friends with terence at V. Heard from my brother that his english teacher, Mrs Sim would be attending my graduation ceremony. The funny thing is that she never teach me before. Too bad, Mrs Tan had left Springfield. Would&lt;/span&gt; really wanna talk to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-112149419570671465?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/112149419570671465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=112149419570671465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/112149419570671465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/112149419570671465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-back-again-and-would-not-be-back.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-112088825172064840</id><published>2005-07-09T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T13:50:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very fast.... I had spent one month in the army, more than 25% of my BMT, more than 4% of my NS. Somehow, I had blend in to the life over there. (Finally) So wassup this week? Nothing much, I just passed my IMT simulated shooting test nia. Dn think too much, it is only a just pass in the last lesson. Cos i am sick and dn wanna miss the lesson, if not need to retake, very troublesome. In the end, i cannot concentrate and my hand keep on shaking. I miss almost every shot in lesson 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then my sergeant say: "if like that, you must as well go report sick" So in lesson 10, i buck up and manage to get quite a good result until last part, my sergeant say again "Thiam Hock, you need to get full marks for this one in order to pass" I got very anxious. Luckily the last one I got full marks. If not need to go retest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another thing. I failed my IPPT as expected. Only manage to pass shuttle run and sit up. Chin up cannot pull, SBJ cannot jump. I think better go be driver or something better. Forget about commanding school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-112088825172064840?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/112088825172064840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=112088825172064840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/112088825172064840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/112088825172064840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/07/very-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111968940989574449</id><published>2005-06-25T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T16:50:44.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fucking Hell..... I am back again. Second Book Out. And I need to book in on Sunday 1830. KNN. Imagine you so happy leaving tekong, then tell your bunk mate, "Cya tml". That feeling really is like fuck lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wassup with this wk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I think i got fitter, of course. Though the training is not that xiong. However I am still weak. Still zero pointer in pull up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, my company go to IMT le. What is IMT? I also dunnoe. I just noe is some shooting simulation. However, I never attend it cos I got compassionate leave. Dn ask me why i got compassionate leave. I don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I got two tests this wk. First test is First Aid Test. Imagine Thiam Hock doing CPR.... haha.... I happen to pass the test though i am prepared to fail as i miss one of the most important lectures. However, I pass because of the help of my bunk mates as well as the commanders. Thank You. The second test is Technical Handling. It consists the use of my wife. Basically, is to strip my wife within 60 seconds, put her back in place within another 60 seconds, the IA drills, which is stupid and yet very very important, drills for loading and unloading my wife, as well as load the magazines with 30 rounds within 50 seconds. Basically the most difficult i think is the loading of magazines. I total tried thrice then pass. The first time i put wrongly cos i missed the lesson also. Second time i put correctly but not fast enough. Third time is when the instructor shout stop and I load in my last round. Cannot consider pass, cannot consider fail also. Anyway he pass me but everyone else who fails also put pass. I think he also pek chek le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fouthly, I finally learnt to swim breast stroke, aka frog style, correctly but still need more practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on Friday, I got a suppose to be a very slack day because all the officers got AGM. 4 hours of company admin time, imagine tt. In the afternoon also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The schedule are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0530 Reveille&lt;br /&gt;0545 Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;0630 Area Cleaning&lt;br /&gt;0730 IPPT Training&lt;br /&gt;1000 - 1420 COY Admin (ZBL)&lt;br /&gt;1520 POFT 4&lt;br /&gt;1720 Dinner&lt;br /&gt;The rest COY Admin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wonder wat is ZBL, it is Zhou Bo Lan. And they really write that on the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my sergeant change the schedule into something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0530 Reveille&lt;br /&gt;0545 Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;0630 Area Cleaning&lt;br /&gt;0730 IPPT Training&lt;br /&gt;0900 Draw Arms&lt;br /&gt;1000 - 1420 Rest and Screw Your Wife&lt;br /&gt;1520 POFT 4&lt;br /&gt;1720 Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do he mean by screwing my wife? Basically i just insert hard objects into any hole tt i can see and screw it in and out. That's all. Why i do that? It is the cleaning method. At first i dunnoe how to clean, in the end let other people screw my hazel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1000, we cannot rest also. We go for NKF Medical Screening. I am found to be overweight (of course, if not i will not be in Gryphon), the rest are normal except my blood glucose level very low. They recommend me to eat things tt are sweet. But, I cannot do that because I am obese. Aiya, fuck care lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we screw our wife individually, we screw our wife in platoon level. My sergeant teach us how to screw her. But he teach only for about i think 10 mins. Then he fall asleep. Can see his saliva dripping somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly is the most pek chek one. I mention abt the AGM rite? After that, who is going to clear the shit in the room? The company that is on duty lor. So within that company, who should go clear the shit? The duty platoon lor. Just somehow, my platoon is the duty platoon tt day and just somehow, my company is the duty company tt day. So in the end? We go clear shit lor. But i manage to see a girl wear until very sexy. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's abt all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, it really seems most of my poly friends suddenly vanish into thin air. Come on lar. If you read this, please be online more often ok. I am bored to death in tekong and come out see my MSN screen empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111968940989574449?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111968940989574449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111968940989574449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111968940989574449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111968940989574449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/06/fucking-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111917280220642466</id><published>2005-06-19T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:20:33.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 more hours from now, i should be on my way to tekong. That's where hell begins again for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to update everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never get the institutional awards and therefore dn haf tt $1000 cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prizes are namely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Exchange Gold Medal&lt;br /&gt;$500 + Medal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip Futures Prize&lt;br /&gt;$300 + Medal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you next wk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111917280220642466?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111917280220642466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111917280220642466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111917280220642466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111917280220642466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/06/2-more-hours-from-now-i-should-be-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111902307099388787</id><published>2005-06-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T11:49:33.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To the pple living in Singapore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am FUCKING BACK to SINGAPORE for only BLOODY 48 HOURS after TWO weeks of confinement in that HELL PULAU TEKONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..... wonder how come i use so many vulgarities??? To those that live in Tekong for 2 wks, you will understand why the hell i scold them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I think tekong life really sucks, though there are some stuffs that i think is fun and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;First day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am from 0830 batch go in do watever administrative stuff then arrived in the auditorium. Then one fellow, a Sergeant Major whom i later know is from Echo Company come and kan all of us telling us to sit straight with fist clenched resting on the tigths and dun move. Then our parents all come in and the Sch 1 Commanding Officer Lieutenant-Colonel David Lim to give an opening address to our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically there are 5 companies taking obese batches. Mild Obese are Apache and Gryphon. Moderate Obese are Dragon and Kestral. Extremely Obese are Eagles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I am posted to Dragon. After all the opening stuffs, I am taken to the parade square to sit and stare in the sky. We wait and wait until the 1130 batch come in. Knn. After that we are being marched to our Bunk in Dragon. Then we go for haircut and all the other admin stuffs. Btw, the food is not bad, though is not very nice either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, our platoon sergeant ask us go bath first after we had taken the malaria pill. After i bath and song song lie on my bed, suddenly we are asked to fall in. Then the warrant officer in Dragon Company said that due to the changes of weight, thus changes to BMI, some people would have to shift to another company. At first I am not really worried cos my weight only reduced by 0.8 kg. But... Somehow, my name was being called out and I would have to bring all my barangs barangs, which is my own bag, my fieldpack, the fucking big duffel bag that i suspect can put one whole human inside and one pairs of boots. Imagine bring those things from third storey down to first storey at one go and move them to another company for abt 5 mins walk, then move them up to 4th floor. Somehow, I regret bathing so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that i remember in the second day is that one guy from my platooon joined the wrong platoon when falling in, and my sergeant spent the whole morning looking for him, asked ard other platoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this two weeks, I need to absorb a lot of things. The rules and regulations which until now i still not sure of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then about my platoon. Basically I agree with my sergeants that my platoon is a f tub platoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;There is this particular guy in my platoon, my section somemore had became a superstar in the whole of my company. Even the OC also know him and called him a "Leaning Buddha" He forever look so innocent and blur. So wat about him? First, he is really fucking slow. My walking speed is his jogging speed, my jogging speed is his running speed. I have nothing against slow pple actually but because he is always the slowest and make our platoon seems to be very slow as well. Eventually we come out with a plan. Whenever we need to fall in, we let him go 5 - 10 minutes earlier. So that he will not be the last one. As last one need to report strength, if report wrongly or report to the wrong person, he will kenna again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then, we have this area cleaning everyday. Suay suay he is the corridor IC. But wat did he do during area cleaning, basically i dunnoe. I either just see him sweeping the corridor with brooms or dunnoe do wat shit in the bunk. When we have no time, order him to do something, he still slowly walk. In the end, our corridor always not clean. We have no time to clean the corridor and bunk at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then, when he learn things, he also learn slowly. He dunnoe how to fold his Smart 4 properly. His sleeve is even longer than our company CSM. He dunnoe how to tighten SBO, he dunnoe how to tie the netting of the helmet, dunnoe how to tie shoelaces of boots, and many more. If he dunnoe still nevermind. We can always teach him. But the thing is that initially, we dunnoe that he dunnoe. Only until when inspection begins then we know. By the time it is too late. One person i forgot who had said that to get thru NS is actually very simple. Just need three things. Common Sense, listen to instructions, and ask if got doubts. Dunnoe always must ask, but this guy just simply dun ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Furthermore, what make us most pek chek is that he never change attitude. He kenna fucked by two sergeants for almost half an hour and still can remain as though nothing happen. We told him a lot of times that rifle must not be left unattended, he still can leave his rifle on the bed and go bath. Haizzz..... Sad story. Would update on his story more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then we have this guy whom i believe chao keng. In the 3rd or 4th day, he go report sick and got the Attend C status, which means can go home as he got high fever. But i see left right up down centre, i still cannot view him as someone with high fever as he still got the appetite. Then when he came back i think on the 6th day, on the same day he report sick again and went home. WTF!!!! I wonder what the Medical OFficer are doing man. At the same time, one of our platoon mate got so sick and the MO decide to let him rest in the bunk, until one fine day, the MO diagnose that the illness is dengue fever. But fucking hell, they dn allow him to go home because his condition had stabilised. Dengue Fever still cannot go home!!!! Haizz..... Even my OC also pek chek with the MO decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;By the way......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I still haven't introduce you all my "wife" yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;She is introduced by my Sergeant. And i am allowed to call her any name. She can be very hot tempered but also can be very nice. I manage to strip her in less than 60 seconds and she does not make even the slightest discontentment. Just that I would need to make sure not to lose any of her accessories, if not i will kenna fucked upside down. When i load her with "some things" she would get active and would reach orgasm if i manage to push and touch the correct spot. Her orgasm can be so power that it is enough to kill. She is also cheap to maintain. All the things are provided by SAF. However, I always need to wipe her off her "sweat" that i gave her, making my hand and cloth bloody dirty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So you all should noe who is my "wife" le ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My Sergeant ask us to think of a name for her. After some serious thinking, i decided to call her Melody because of the "wonderful" voice she is able to produce. But my one of my bunk mate got the same name. Too bad. In the end we both change. In the end i name her Hazel. Why hazel? Actually I just anyhow think of a name and make sure I dunnoe anyone with this name to avoid unnecessary misunderstanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Regarding the activities in Tekong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Basically almost every morning we got ET - Endurance Training. It is a walk/jog for 2 km. Sometimes we got two in a day. We also got lectures. Wat lectures i forget le. Cos i always sleep. Then we will visit the swimming pool quite often in a week. Not for swimming lesson. For Aqua Aerobics and Aqua Jogging. Jogging in the water sounds stupid to me initially but mind you, it is very tiring, especially the Fitness Specialist ask those behind to catch those in front. The Aqua Aerobics looks stupid but I think is effective. Cos my hand is really damn bloody tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then we got PT - Physical training. This is separate into two parts. Weight Training and Circuit Training. Weight training is basically go gym. nothing interesting. Here goes the Circuit Training. I think Circuit training is the most xiong exercise till date. So what is that? It is basically a some sort of games consists of 10 stations. I think can remember Push Up, Shuttle Run, Curnches, Dips, Burpess, Jumping Jack, Half Squat. It trains almost every part of your body. By the way the shuttle run is not run one time nia. It is run until the whistle blown. So you have to keep on running at the fastest speed you can for tt period of time. And when moving from one station to another, we have to jog and when we reached, we have to jog on the spot. So there is no rest in between. When i finish the first set of 10 stations, I am already dying le. But we must do second set. Dunnoe why somehow i think second set is easier but i am really dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Basically that's the activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Finally, I think some pple are interested in this. Do the commanders tekan pple? Currently i think is no, but after i go back is another story le cos this 2 wks is confinement period. Their punishments is damn lame also. When we go in, we are mixed up btw sergeants and officers. We always tend to call sergeants as sir. Then one sergeant punish us by making us write 200 words (later increase to 500 words) essay why we call him sir? Basically those that got punished are writing crap to meet the word requirement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I think basically tt's all for me to update for this two wks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111902307099388787?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111902307099388787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111902307099388787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111902307099388787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111902307099388787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-pple-living-in-singapore-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111767284825161928</id><published>2005-06-02T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T08:40:48.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;ok.... with less than 24 hours from now, I should reach tekong and ready for my next phase of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Basically on wed, I went to SP, which is no longer my school. Like what terence had said, we never see any familiar faces except for the lecturers who sure ask this qn: "why are you here?" and that andrew low is really super talk cock. He is the first lecturer i saw when I reached school and first thing he ask is "why haven't botak yet?" then he carry on saying when you go in, even the recruit can also scold you, cos you are the smallest. Dn say recruit, the cook also got the authority. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;anyway, next we meet up goh jon keat for basically a talk cock session. We just want him to help writing testimonial for us and terence/shang got something to ask him abt reading. Then Goh Jon Keat mention Pay (her surname is pay, not peh) Shuzhen actually approach him before and decided to go to the states. After Goh calculated for her and estimated total cost is $250,000. She just say "ok lor". This is amazing sia. quarter million just like tt finished without frowning any eyebrows. Somehow, i felt for her future husband. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then i felt damn bored during the time whereby kev and terence are settling their NYAA stuff. Basically i have gave up totally, thinking that with or without nyaa does not make any difference to me. Mrs Lim also sort of kan me on this thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Next, I finally collected the Worldview Youth Conference complementary CD. Frankly speaking, I never really enjoy this conference, but somehow i think i get to know a lot of interesting things, especially from pple in UWC. I would post some of the photos later on. Just learn how to post photos. Furthermore, in this conference, I get to know a little more about education system in singapore and quite surprise that even the JC students dislike their JC system. But maybe those are still in J1 and during tt time is first three months, tt's why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Went Sakae Sushi for the buffet. I thought I would enjoy this buffet but sadly not. Their service really sucks to the core. See terence's blog for details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Next, Anna have found her "king". Congrats to her though quite surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Finally, after sakae, we went coffee club express, with terence, kevin and ellse. Basically, we actually talk cock there for about 4 hours. The topics for discussions are namely: JC vs Poly, my thinking towards studies and goal achieving, poly projects, and the rest which I think I forget. Quite a fruitful conversation like what ellse say, train you mind to think. Not just purely talking cock though our conversation does not serve any purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I suppose to be very tired when I reach home. Log on to Internet and check whether SMU had rely my email that i had sent on the morning. No replies from SMU unlike the other time which they gave me prompt reply. Instead, NTU remind me to accept their offer as the closing date is drawing near. I think you can really see the great difference here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then i just flip though FHM which i have bought and went to slp. Surprisingly, woke up at 4 am. And this is where I am. Would blog again tonight about the interview later and off I go to NS. Don't expect to see me for another 14 days after tml&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111767284825161928?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111767284825161928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111767284825161928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111767284825161928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111767284825161928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok_02.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111688521440038473</id><published>2005-05-24T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T06:04:14.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok.... to the readers of my blog, please bear with me. You can choose not to read this entry, because it will be damn bored and stupid. I am just being boliao, sleeping too much during the day, now at night cannot sleep. I think i seriously need to criticize something. Something that bothers me very long though to you it is really something minor but i can't help but to just criticize it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am first surfing popular website to see any good books for me to buy as I think I would be receiving my vouchers soon. Then I click on the best selling books and saw one book, which I think everyone would heard of its name, Rich Dad Poor Dad by Robert T.Kiyosaki. Then I look under the category under Finance, the whole screen is full with books from the Rich Dad's series. It is an insult that his books even being categorised under Finance. This really reminds me on how fucking stupid I am two years back when I am still a Year one student in Banking and Finance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my first year, my friend ask me to accompany him for a 'money-making' seminar somewhere in Raffles Place. When I went, to my disappointment, it is a MLM scam. But to those who are reading this, beware of MLM. The speakers there are really good speakers. For those who know me, you should noe that I am the type of person who is not easily being convinced. And yet, I am being convinced on this despite i know there are some serious problems with it. I would criticise MLM when I have the chance. Would quite a fair bit to say actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although I never joined in the MLM, that person recommend me one book, Rich Dad Poor Dad. This is the first time I heard of this book and I never realised by going for tt so-called seminar, the side-effect would be so great. However, I never really bother about this book until one fine day I am in Popular bookstore, I saw this book on the best seller list and after reading the back cover of the book, I decide to buy this book despite it cost $16 - $17 i think. I have never buy a book that cost this price before with the exception of school textbooks and Harry Potter and yet I spend that amount. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I wanna emphasize something, what i am trying to say is to criticise the content. I don't care whether himself is billionaire, a ex-bankrupt or wat. I only look purely on the content.&lt;br /&gt;When I read the introduction of this book, the kiyosaki had basically introduce how the rich people think and why it is always the richer get richer and the poor get poorer. I got interested and keep on reading. Then Kiyosaki carry on talking about accumulating assets and minimising liabilities. This make sense also because it actually helps to reduce bankruptcy rate. He tried to illustrates these points from a story view point, about his rich dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could still remember the first step that kiyosaki, as a child, aims to be rich by counterfieting coins. This is amazing. This also shows what kind of person he is. Then as a child, he make a move which i consider smart. If i never remember wrongly, he buys books and rent it out to other children and thus able to earn profits. Then he criticise that schools only teach you how to work for money, but not let money work for you and the conventions of study hard, get good results, get good job, work hard and good pay. To some extent, i don't deny it is true. That's why i continue reading and think the first half of his book make sense to novice like me that don't know a single shit about personal finance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However as I read further, I find that the second half of this book is nothing but rubbish. I think rubbish worth more than the second half of the book because at least some rubbish can be recycled. His ways of getting rich can really only become true in his dream. There is no way that he can practice those methods in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The following is what he had wrote in his book and my comments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The rich use corporations for themselves, go on an exotic holidays, mercedes benz and rolex watches."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is basically trying to say the rich people, like the management of the companies would use companies funds to make them even richer. Yes, i believe this definitely works and there will be some people doing just that. But is it correct to do that? For those studying in FT, would you invest in such companies if you know the management of the companies do this kind of monkey business? Furthermore, he is trying to say that real estate makes better investments compare to common stocks. Just in case you don't know, there is one person in this world who make a fortune out of just investing in common stocks and become the 2nd richest man in this world, just after Bill Gates. You can go Forbes website to check. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The rich form corporations, thus paying less taxes than individuals. They also avoid paying tax by charging their personal expenses under company's accounts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Firstly, when you form corporations, you do not pay less taxes than individuals. Singapore tax rate for corporations is 20% btw and the highest tax rate for individual is 22%. This is for Singapore case. In US case, corporations tax is 35% - 37% and highest tax rate for individual is 39%. However, the difference is that in US, when you pay dividends, it is double taxation. Therefore, you will end up being worst off. Secondly, charging personal expenses under company's accounts is a very good way to avoid tax. However, the sad thing is that it is illegal. You would not want the tax authority to check on you ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The rich use tips from friends who are insider to make profits in the stock market."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now for this, anyone from FT would know this. It is definitely insider trading. You can be fined up to $250,000 and 7 years of jail if you get caught. He is actually suggesting something that is perfectly illegal openly to readers. How amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I offered $275,000 for a $450,000 building and they agreed to $300,000"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now i ask you, would anyone in the right mind sell this building to kiyosaki, giving him such a big discount. Kiyosaki say that he buy and sell houses like nobody business and he manage to get deep discount from the actual value. Writing on paper, i also can say some idiot sell me the shares of Berkshire Hathaway for US$1,000 per share and happily walk away with the money i gave him. In this case, he is not looking for bargains, he is looking for stupid fools to sell him the house. But how many fools are there in this world? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another thing that make me so pek chek on this book is the NTU Cash flows game. I think that fatso name is bellum tan. He keep on emphasizing on how good is this book and all his underlings are so damn snobbish. For those who haven't play the cash flow game before, i recommend you to go play it. But to win, you need at least 50% element of luck. It is definitely not due to skills or knowledge. It sure educate you something but don't pin too much hope on it. It is fun though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Bellum. He said that he had make it so big by following robert kiyosaki and now have goe out of rat race. He will do what he is interested to do. Well.... for your information, i saw him going for a seminar on safety in the market. it is basically a seminar on teaching you how to trade stocks effectively. If he is so fucking rich, why is he there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all for today. Ok bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111688521440038473?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111688521440038473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111688521440038473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111688521440038473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111688521440038473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok_24.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111684855968718038</id><published>2005-05-23T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:01:04.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ok.... i finally have one nightmare, and it is really nightmare. It scare the fucking shit out of me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It goes like this......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;One fine day, I think I am playing basketball in one unfamiliar neighbourhood. I think Terence is also there. And strangely, I think my mum is sitting nearby chatting with her friends and I also think we live near the basketball court. After playing, for no reasons, we board a bus and Terence show me some porn that he bought. Just then, two ah bengs also board the bus and these two ah bengs are not those normal type of ah bengs. You will noe what I mean later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The bus stopped, then i see Terence suddenly trying to hide. I ask him what happen, he said that he saw someone that is interested in him and yet he don't want to see her. I ask him who, he told me is that auntie that is really very fat at the bus stop. I almost laugh the hell. But sadly, the auntie still manage to notice him. But then, the bus had move and that auntie is chasing after the bus, shouting Terence's name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now come the scary part. Me and mum alight at one stop, together with her friends and that two ah bengs. As we walking towards my block, one of the ah beng suddenly grab hold of one my mum's friends and slash her throat. We were shocked. Being human, we fled to my block and spread out. While I am trying to hide from those two monsters, I saw my mum's corpse, being chopped into pieces. I am really damn scared. Then I saw one of my neighbour, a pretty lady, when she still in carpark after finishing parking her car. I approach her and ask her to send me to the police station. As she is driving, I suddenly notice one of the Ah beng is inside the car, then he killed both me and my neighbour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yes, I am dead but the story haven't end yet......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I found myself back in the basketball court. (I think is a bit like Final Destination). Then everything that happens follows the same sequence until the part I am being killed again. And I am back to the basketball court AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So by now, I have being killed twice. Imagine you died twice, this is something really scary lor. This time round I am more clever, immediately after I alight the bus, I try to drag my mum to one place and hide first before walking towards the my house. But my mum scold me instead and say I think too much. Then bo bian, I run somewhere to hide. While hiding, when I guess is about time, I look at my watch, it is still 3.30 pm, and 3.30 pm is the time where i alighted. When I look carefully, and my watch does not move AT ALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then, I woke up because someone called me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is really a nightmare. Being killed twice is not a very good experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After that, met wayne for a little chat. It seems that he really might go NUS because of his cousin. Then he told me that NUS is really very competitive. Every year maybe around 2 to 3 persons getting first class honours. Worst of all, hard work does not pays  because your thinking and the thinking of professors are different, furthermore, the people from China are no joke. They can don't attend lesson but scored well at the same time. And when he see his cousin's notes, it is really detailed. Therefore, the bottomline is that NUS Business is very competitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;After hearing all this, dunnoe why I am STILL confident of getting good results in university. Not that I am arrogant, I am just being overconfident with reasonable basis. Here is my logic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;First of all, what they will be teaching in university level, we already know most of them. Therefore, in one way or another, we are ahead of them. Then I must emphasise that knowing does not mean scoring. Then I heard that NUS is very project oriented. Like for marketing, 80% of the marks are for projects. Furthermore, whether you do well in project is very subjective. You can be very good in knowledge, but u can still sux in project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Now my thinking is that, since we have knowledge on what they will be teaching, we are sort of better prepared of what they are going to teach. Since we are better prepared, we should have more time to think out of the box. I seriously think this way, how do you assess whether a project is good or bad? This is where MA really teach us. During presentations, you can be very good, very detailed. But the thing is everyone present around the same stuff, just that yours are more detailed. Then you get higher marks but not fantastic marks. Andrew have told me that in order to score for MA, you must present something different and yet make sense. Therefore in university, i believe you must do the same thing, or at the very least, try to be different and consult the professors. This is what professors for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Also try to understand what's your professor mindset is. If you professor believe in the Efficient Market Hypothesis and Random Walk Theory, don't try to present TA to him. If you really do that, even though your TA may be fantastic, you would not be awarded high marks. Unless you are confident to convince him, then tt's another story. But to do that, you must provide a lot of evidence that TA would work, not just by talking. These professors had been teaching for years and they would noe wat is going on. Therefore it is not easy to convince them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Talk to the professors for every projects. Tried to get hold of what they fancy. Do they like different things, or do they like to be very detailed. Cater to their likings and I think you should be able to do quite well. Therefore, I can say MA really help us a lot. Never think MA is useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111684855968718038?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111684855968718038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111684855968718038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111684855968718038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111684855968718038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111660332115588697</id><published>2005-05-20T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T23:35:21.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Basically today I am slacking at home. In the morning, Cheong called me and say that he want to nominate me for one of the institutional awards then ask me for the details of my results for my 3 years of poly. I think whenever cheong called, he is trying to do something funny. I am not sure whether to be happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around afternoon, he called second time to ask me on the details of my CCA so that he can sort of 'paint a beautiful picture' of me. When I say details, it is really details. I have to explain to him most of the activities that looks interesting to him for my 3 years in poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, he called again. Asking me to listen to what he had wrote and see whether is it alright anot. Frankly speaking, what can I say sia. Anyway, realise that the language and the tone used by him is very similar to one of the nomination letter he had wrote before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, during evening, a lady from SP called me saying that I have been nominated for the institutional award. Cheong very efficient sia and I think today definitely is the last day of submission for the nomination. Anyway she told me that I have to attend an interview. The details of the interview are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 2nd June 2005&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12.40&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Principal Meeting Room, Administration Building&lt;br /&gt;Attire: Expected to be Formal and don't wear white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know to be happy or sad. Before the day I got enlist, I need to go for this kuku interview. The lady told me that be ready to spend a couple of hours with them because the department of corporate communications would be interviewing us. I think my 'last day' outside is really gone le. Though that time i skipped the lunch with principal, this time round, I would have to see him. Heard from shang that he is a bastard. haa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I really hope to get one of the institutional awards though I know I sure cannot get. Because if i get it, I would have a very high chance to get the SB Best All-Rounder Student prize with a cash prize of $1,000. Very tempted by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think the results of merit award list would be out on 10th June. I really wonder can the army let me use the computer to check the results just for 5 mins? If can, I hope this 5 mins is not in exchange from 500 push ups or 5 rounds of running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today, Ok bye. Stay tune if you want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111660332115588697?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111660332115588697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111660332115588697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111660332115588697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111660332115588697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/basically-today-i-am-slacking-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111652040844286693</id><published>2005-05-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T00:39:46.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seems like i have been MIA for quite long, time to do some updating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;11th May 2005 - Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;For some reason, Shang decide to organise a birthday outing for Jonathan. He called me on tuesday while I am sleeping and ask me where Jonathan would like to go. I dunnoe wat i am thinking and reply, "What? Jonathan don't like you?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyway, we ended up going to Cafe Cartel at PS. First time going Cafe Cartel and Jonathan recommend me the pork ribs. The people present are Shang, Terence, Chay Heng, Nichole, Pearl, Kevin, Ellse and of course Jonathan and me. Somehow, me, Jonathan, kevin and Chay Heng ordered the Pork Ribs and have difficulty finishing it. Not that the pork ribs is not nice but is the sauce that make us really full. As for Terence case, it is the first time i see him cannot finish his food. Again, not that the food is not nice. He order Chicken Tender (or Tender Chicken?) btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then, we walked to Somerset, intended to go Killiney to la kopi. But too many pple, ended up going to Coffee Bean. What a great difference. Manage to see Kevin's ITP company, TCC. It definitely don't look like a bank to me, though it got an ATM.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, at coffee bean is another talking cock session. I think talking cock have become one of my another hobby le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13th May - Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Friday the 13. A day with bad omen. I actually have to attend a party on this day. Very strange. Anyway, my CCA have a farewell party on this day at Changi Rise in Simei. Well... I practically walked to meeting place in MRT station. Too bad for Kevin then.&lt;br /&gt;It is quite a long walk from Simei to Changi Rise. When almost reaching the condo, Kris suddenly ask me something on DBF as she want to change course. Being bastards, Kevin and Terence are mumbling away with Diana i think about me and kris. And their mumblings are so loud that i can hear what they are talking about. I got fed up and turn and scold them. lol. I think the scene is rather funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;In the function room, basically is another talking cock session with the graduating batch. Anyway, my batch got around 25 people, and less than 10 turn up. Very pathetic. Then we play a game call wheel of fortune. The graduating teams won but no forfeit. Sian sia. After that is dinner time. As usual, Jasper take two plates of food from the very start. I am quite amazed by how he eat. Never forget that he managed to finish 5 boxes of KFC during NDP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Then we play another game. Something like the Super Sunday where we have to act out a phrase that is given and the following person have to follow until the last person to guess the phrase. Well... this caused a lot of laugther when we see the actions we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;After that is a blind-fold session. Basically, we are being blindfolded and have to pass by "obstacles" in order to reach destination. I think they are taking revenge thanks to Kevin. After that we are being led to a small theatre and watch a video. This video basically recorded memories when I am in Year 1 SPAC2GO, and the best wishes from Angelvin, Kangming, Alex Tan and Fucai. When we are back to the function room, we are given a complimentary CD on the video as well as some gifts. Thanx the farewell party organising comm for this day. I definitely enjoy it and it is definitely the best of the three farewell parties I went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th May - Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Finally, my last paper before I go NS. This paper is Certificate in Technical Analysis Exams. I actually still wondering why i take this paper and thinking is this paper really useful. Anyway, i meet Jonathan and Terence at 11 and went to school for lunch and after that, talking cock session again. Wei Feng from 06 mention that he trade real money with Oanda using only USD$500. Though there is leverage, but the benefits is that once the margin is almost reached, it will automatically close ur position. Therefore, you will never lose more than what you have deposit inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;For the test, I think it is fairly easy, though not sure whether i can pass anot cos the passing mark is 70. I finish quite early and and look around me. Everyone is still doing the paper. I sian, then i go count how many questions i think i might wrong. Ended up with a number below 30. I think is 26. But this is optimistic view lah, does not mean i sure pass. Then I wait and wait, until I notice Terence and Ben have finished. I then ask, not so loudly, "Shall we?". Haa... then we hand in the paper and go out of the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Outside, everybody kpkb about that Tasuki thing. Seriously till now i still dunnoe what the hell is that. Somehow we got a outing after the test, then we wait for everyone to finish. After waiting for i think half an hour with most of the people have came out, we notice still short of one person. Poh Mei Shan.... haha.... She is the only one still inside mugging while we outside talking cock. I think she want to get the top, that's why spent so much time. But... top also no prize. top for what. pass ok le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Anyway, when still deciding on where to go, and almost ended up in Bugis again, we went Genki to visit Yuan Feng. I must really say that the sushi at Genki is better compare to Sakae and Edo. It got more variety. Then come our favourite, Hana Maki. Jana describe it as "it simply melts in your mouth." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;After Genki we really dunnoe where to go. Walk and walk, ended up going Coffee Club Express to talk cock again. Basically because there are some leftovers from the money we paid for the food in Genki, Terence use them to buy drinks that we all share. The drinks are mocha, latte, and two mangos, and summer tea. Then Mei Shan bought Passion Fruit and Yanping bought Cocoa. We basically switch around the drinks here and there and basically everyone have tried all drinks. For passion fruits, it is damn hard to sucks, but Michael manage to do it with ease. Therefore, somebody comment that he is good at blow job, then dunnoe who say he can be a potential pimp, though he look like one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Then talking cock session on pri schs, sec schs. Basically i think i really addictted to talking cock le. Michael mention that got more hairs means better in bed. Haa... then i immediately point at him and laugh. Only Terence and Kevin manage to catch my joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Yuan Feng suddenly called me while we still at Coffee Club Express. It seems that whenever we go Genki, he will call me. This time round, he cut his hand and therefore allow to leave early. I asked him to join us and surprisingly he did. The old yuan feng is back le. But i somehow feel that Kevin is quite reluctant to talk to him, at least not like in the past. Yuan Feng suggest our Sushi Outing to be on first wk of June. Me enlisted on 3rd June, so first wk of june is either 1st or 2nd. Haiz.... that would be my last outing with you guys le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Suddenly, it rains when we were going back and end up running to the MRT station. On my way home, the driver of the train seems to have difficulty controlling the train due to the slippery of the railway. Then this guy, i think sec 3 or 4, say out this sentence "I can drive better than you to the driver" though he know the driver cannot hear him. I got very fed up. There the driver is trying to ensure the safety of the passengers by not driving the train too fast in rainy days and therefore unable to gauge the speed well enough, and there he is there making such a stupid and irresponsible statements. Driving a train is definitely not easy. The target stopping area is damn difficult to gauge as there is so many wheels unlike cars, can immediately brake. Plus the bad weather condition, it is understandable that he will make mistake in gauging the speed and distance. Afterall, as long as the train does not derail, he is doing his part. Why make such a stupid statement? But being a typical singaporean, i do not have the courage to tell this straight to his face. Haizzz.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 May- Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Suppose to watch House of Wax with the Year 1s going Year 2s in spac2go. However, they cancelled it last minute after Terence asked me to come out earlier to accompany him. I think his comp power supply bust is really a sad story for him. Anyway i still accompany him because i want to return the FP notes to him. Then went to his mother's office to collect his car. After tt go Sim Lim to scout. Then he received a message that the movie is still on. Everything seems so confusing right now. I suggest to watch at 5.15 at Lido, but at 4.45, they still in school. So I guess is impossible le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I received a message from Sebastian (yes, that sebastian) that he is performing at Sentosa on 17th May and 22nd May for some charity purpose. I sort of feel guilty as he have sent several message to me but i never reply him before. Anyway, I was thinking to go Sentosa to support him. As expected, Terence is not very willing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;We ended up watching the show in PS with a wierd combination. Anyway, I think House of Wax is neither gruesome nor scary. Just a cox show to me. But it did teach me a lesson. Don't be so curious sometimes. lol. During the scene when Vincent is chasing after Paige (by Paris Hilton) with her only wearing undergarment and one sweater, Terence reminds me that it is similar to the beginning of Scary Movie 1. Then i laugh, and my friends are quite puzzled. After the show, we went PS foodcourt to eat. I seriously think there are some sort of affairs going on between Daniel, Alex Chua, Hui Ying, Hui Xian and Diana. But i never bother much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So basically that's all for these few days updates. Have been busying reading novels and at the same time, studying FP and attempt to do the FP project. I hope i can finish the project and the studying part before i 3rd June but i doubt so. Anyway, I am just being boliao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for outing, to yanping and whoever, as long as there is outing and the activity is not clubbing, just count me in. I sincerely don't mind spending time with all of you. Really... Regarding the Paint Ball, i also don't mind though must budget a little then can afford. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111652040844286693?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111652040844286693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111652040844286693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111652040844286693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111652040844286693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/seems-like-i-have-been-mia-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111648238498675332</id><published>2005-05-19T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T13:59:44.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;come across this when i am reading a forum something on accountancy vs finance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also, spare some time to think through what courses you would like to take. I would advise you to go for professional or skill-based courses like Engineering, Accountancy, etc. Try not to go for general courses like Financial Management or Financial Services. You can always pick up these skills after you received your first degree by enrolling for a postgraduate course e.g. MBA. The reason being, professional course will help you to secure a good job with a decent pay. Those people with no relevant professional qualifications will not be able to compete with you for the job. If your first degree is a general degree like Financial Services and not a professional one, you're competing with much more people out there. And as I said before, there are a lot of financial advisers out there with different qualifications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So wat do you guys think? I never say i agree with this though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111648238498675332?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111648238498675332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111648238498675332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111648238498675332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111648238498675332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/come-across-this-when-i-am-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111571973897868800</id><published>2005-05-10T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T03:49:50.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today suppose to start to study TA cos the test is like 4 more days and i have not even touch it. I don't think i can pass that test sia. Anyway, I went school today and saw a bunch of girls waiting at Dover MRT stations. One of them is very pretty, then they went business block. I assume they are from year 1 going year 2. Cos the year 2 would not have time anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally top up my phone. When I successfully topped up, the next second, and i mean really the next second, Audrey called me asking me about cmfas exemptions. I try to explain to her we are exempted from module 6 (i think) but dunnoe why she dn get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the BizIT library, with me and wayne, we are back to the topic for accountancy vs finance. Wayne said that maybe at the end of the day he might go NUS, lol, because his cousin is inside and can provide him with the notes. I think if that's the case, kevin, wayne and me really can exchange notes provided I go NTU.I suggest to wayne about the ACCA thingy. Well.... though this is a good suggestion, but come to think of it, it really looks stupid lor. We study finance but end up sitting for the professional examination for accounting. But this is one of the few ways to get CPA and CFA, which is my aim. I think even i go switch to finance, I would need great determination to complete ACCA. Therefore, i might not even go take ACCA. I think for this just leave it pending. Don't be surprise if at the end of the day I choose back Banking and Finance though. If I got admitted to SMU's double degree then all my problems would be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Speaking on SMU, i think i found out the reason why the hell my application is still processing despite others have already received the letter. It is not because i kuku go apply double degree, is that i don't have one of the pre-requisite, A math at O level. Though in FAQs section, SMU have said that they would look into the applicant's math background dealing with such cases, but it is on a case-to-case basis, which means need more time. I may be consoling myself but i seriously think is true. You may be wondering then what about math for business? Well... I take math this sem lor, how they going to know tt i got take math?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Back to talking cock session with wayne and shang. Today i learnt quite a few things just by talking to them. Firstly, Shang suggest to go NUS if he is given a choice. Reason? Not because NUS is the most established university, not because NUS have a very strong brand name, not because NUS rank the highest in the world among the local university. The reason is because of the strong alumnus network of NUS. Imagine you are NUS business degree holder going for job interview and the interviewer from NUS Business also. There will be some sort affinity so as to say. For SMU case, being a new university, the alumnis definitely are not strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;He actually pointed out a very good reason. Shang never failed to think in different perspective. I guess is because we are lacked of common sense. I think nobody who applies local uni will go think of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Another thing that I would take serious consideration is on taking foriegn languages. I ask those who read this a question, do you think ur English and Mother Tongue is very good? If you do not think so, what gives you the right to take up additional language whereby your two most important languages are not at the correct standard. Wayne talked abt this because he have read a chinese business report from china and he felt tt he got difficulty trying to understand it and translate it effectively to English. Being a chinese, proficient in Chinese Language is very important. In fact, i find it an insult if a chinese dn noe how to speak chinese. With so many ang mohs in European and US now learning chinese, and you as a chinese dn even bother to learn chinese, well.... I really have no comments le. I can say that most of our chinese standard are still below the standard whereby i think would be able to communicate effectively with the people from China in terms of writing and speaking. If we are able to do so, then i consider your chinese is good. After hearing this, i guess i must really brush up my Chinese and English before i go take up additional language. To me, this is really very true. To Terence and Kevin, this paragraph is not intend to shoot you two, so don't be sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Next we talk about stress in school. Recently i overheard from Radio a conversation on "Do you think students suffer from a lot of stress from school?" Well..... I always find this type of topic meaningless. No doubts that students faced some stress and pressures in school, but i believe some stress and pressures are adequate to boost performance compare to no stress at all. It is how u handle that stress tt matters most at the end of the day. Ok, you may say that the stress might be too big for the student to handle. So where does all this stress comes from? From the WorldView Youth Conference, I have talked to some secondary school teachers before. They seriously think that the stress comes from parents, who attempt to compare their children with other children in terms of academic results. So in the end, it is parent's fault. Seriously speaking, I received no stress from my mother and my father basically want me to pass tt's all. Maybe tt's the reason why my primary school results so jialat. But i find this very effective. Furthermore, if you are unable to handle stress while you are still schooling, how are you going to handle the stress when you are working. I can tell you the stress in working is 100 times more than schooling. Therefore, i sort of despise people who say too stress in studies, etc. I am not referring to anyone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Heard from Goh, one girl actually transfer out of SP to join TP because SP is too stressful. I can say SP is anything but stressful. Though I believe that TP is more relax. At least in DBF, for every project and module, we are sort of living in our comfort zone while learning new knowledge. Do you think they are really difficult and pushes you to the limits? I seriously don't think so. There are only two modules tt tried to push you to the limits, that is MA I and MA II. To scored in the project, you must really think differently. I once asked my lecturer how to score in the project, he cannot ans me exactly how. He just said, "To score in the project, you just need to present something that is different, yet make sense. If everyone present the same thing, everyone would get around the same marks." The thing that is most important is we, as students decide how different we want our projects to be. There are no standard guidelines as long as the lecturer knows what you are talking about can le. This is a very good example that push us to the limits. I think no other projects in DBF attempt to achieve this goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Next, we also talked about what is the purpose of being a student? Shang mention that in DBF, he is not surprised that there will be a lot people do not know how to apply what they have learnt in school while working provided they are working in a related field. Most student's mentality is just to get good results, therefore get good jobs. They don't even care is this theory taught useful? Is it applicable? If it is applicable, how can I apply it? They just think as long they understand it and memorise it, exams got good marks, tt's all. I think this is really pathetic because poly aims to train student who will be practicing in the industry while the students themselves do not even care on the application of knowledge. No offence to anyone again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's all i am saying today. I felt that all my entries are rather long. Think that all these 'feelings' that i have should published separately. If not, nobody would bother to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111571973897868800?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111571973897868800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111571973897868800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111571973897868800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111571973897868800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-suppose-to-start-to-study-ta-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111531669755070548</id><published>2005-05-06T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T02:11:37.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday at Seoul Garden, Mr Christopher Cheong suggested to me and Wayne to just go to Banking and Finance instead of Accountancy. His reasoning is very simple. If you happen to read this entry, and have some comments to make, feel free to tell me because I am really in a dilemma right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheong's Reasoning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We have study at least 2 years in poly in banking and finance. Instead of tapping on what is already given to us, we join Accountancy. Over there, we are competing with people from JCs, people who scored very well in Accountancy. So what's the probability that I can scored with all these people around? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Furthermore, Accountancy is one field which i suspect if you work really hard, you will have a results that correlate with the amount of hard work put in. Therefore, even those people don't like accountancy, because of their willingness to put in hard work, they would still score. In such a competitive environment, how confident I would be to outsmart them with a not so strong accounting background?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My aim of going to accountancy is to be a corporate financier or finance manager. However if we go accountancy, we must be prepared to be an accountant or an auditor, which is what I cannot accept at the current situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;If I go banking and finance, then is a totally different story. Firstly, I am strong in my foundations in this field due to the training in poly. Secondly, I had achieved good results and had the correct attitude towards studies. Lastly and most importantly, I really like the field of banking and finance. It is not as though I die die dun want to work in the field of banking and finance. I just prefer to work in corporate finance environment over the environment of investments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;With all this advantage, we have an edge over people who come from JCs. Furthermore, Banking and Finance is a field that hard work may not neccessary correlate with results. That's one of the very main reasons why people in DBF always underperform people in DAC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;He summarized by saying that we go university is to get a good degree. We should fully make use of what we already have in order to get a good honours degree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Basically he is too result-oriented. He also make some comments on the economics degree. He mention that there are three kinds of degree, type A, B and C. For type A, it is those degrees with high prestige, like medicine and law. For type B, is accountancy, business, engineering, etc. For type C, is the arts and social science. And economics belong to arts and social science. Economics is only useful if you are prepare to work in public sector. Most ministers in the cabinet actually equipped with economics degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Furthermore, the main core of economics is always &lt;em&gt;ceteris paribus&lt;/em&gt;, which is other things being equal. However in the real world, other things always don't remain equal. This means that it is not really applicable in the real world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Reasonings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The reason I decide to joined accountancy is because it is one of the pre-requisite most companies demand in my dream career, being a finance manager, later to CFO. Another reason is that I believe having the knowledge of accounting is very crucial in the world of business, especially in investing. Therefore if I am able to get a double degree or double specialisation in accounting and finance, I definitely possess an edge over other people in just one field, because this two fields are very related. However, that is a very big IF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Next, I ask myself. Do i really hate accounting? The answer is no. If that is the case, I would not even choose accountancy in the first place. Therefore, even at the end of the day, I end up as an accountant, seriously, I believe i still can cope with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Next, I have reasons that i generally preferred working in corporate finance rather than investments. If I am to work in the field of banking and finance, I would be working either as an analyst, fund manager, treasury dept in companies and banks, or investment officer in companies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;An analyst basically analyse companies fundamentals and arrive with recommendations on what action to be take on that company's shares. Personally I enjoy the job scope of being an analyst. In fact, I have been doing analysis on some companies after my exams. However, there are some restrictions for an analyst. There are generally two type of analysts, analyst in a brokerage and independent analyst. The purpose of analyst in brokerage is to attract people to trade shares so that they can earn the commissions. Most brokerages belonged to a big family which consists of brokerages, underwriting, etc. Therefore conflicts of interest arise. If i work in a brokerage, I would not have the exact freedom an analyst would possess. I cannot have a sell recommendation because that will offend the company. If i work in independent research, then i do not have this problem. But conflicts of interest arise. For e.g. i come across a very very good stock with its price seriously undervalued. Would i write in my report to let everyone know, or i buy myself? I would have to overcome this question before I be an analyst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;A fund manager basically helps to manage money that are invested in unit trusts. Their goals is basically to outperform the overall market in terms of returns. They can invest in whatever securities that are stated in the prospectus. However, the restrictions in the fund management industry is that you need to invest not more than 5% of your fund in one security. So it means you at least have to invest in 20 securities. One question: let say after thorough research, i only manage to find 10 stocks that I am confident with. Does that mean the rest I would anyhow invest so as to fulfill the requirements? Does that mean I would have to buy stocks that I am not even sure it is good? Next, investors of unit trusts are often concerned with quarterly results. But i can tell you all one thing. The quarterly top performers are always changing. This means they perform so well can be due to luck. But because of this fact, it already conflict with my opinion that you need to disregard short term volatility and have a long term view. So am I still suitable being a fund manager?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;As for treasury depts and investment officers, I am not so sure on what is their job scope, but i can say the positions for this two are very limited, especially for investment officers. Ask yourself this question, if you are the boss of a company, would you rather invest the company excess cash in stocks, bonds or pour back to the company for expansion? Normally, most companies would choose the latter (with exception of investment holding companies), and finance manager is the person who deal with this function. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Therefore, although i really like the field of banking and finance, i am not sure whether can i cope with the regulations in this industry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you have read this entry, i hope you can provide me some opinions. Would greatly appreciate that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111531669755070548?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111531669755070548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111531669755070548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111531669755070548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111531669755070548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/yesterday-at-seoul-garden-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111529546343866410</id><published>2005-05-05T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T20:25:57.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This morning just checked my final poly exam results. It is better than what i have expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I expect (most optimistic)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Business Development, B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Treasury Operations, Distinction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Portfolio Management, Distinction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Financial Market Regulations and Practices, B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mathematics for Business, A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Communication Skills for Business, B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am really not confident for my BD and FMRP man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When i see my results, the first thing that come to my mind is..... Siao!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I Got&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Business Development, A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Treasury Operations, Distinction&lt;br /&gt;Portfolio Management, Distinction&lt;br /&gt;Financial Market Regulations and Practices, Distinction&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics for Business, Distinction&lt;br /&gt;Communication Skills for Business, B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is really amazing. For FMRP, I think Goh mark according to how you argue your answers rather than according to model answers. This is because kev and I got many different ans but end up both Distinctions. As for BD, I really must thank Mr Bernard Boey for saving us. For once, I even have the thought that I would repeat my BD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With this, marks the end of my poly. This means I have graduated with a Diploma in Banking and Finance, and i expect a certificate of merit as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my 3 yrs in poly, I have accumulated 16 Distinctions, 7 As, 1 B+, and 10 Bs, excluding ITP. Of the 16 Distinctions i got, 9 of them i got it in Year 3. I really have a wonderful time studying in Year 3. Thank You, to all FT lecturers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After asking around, i find that everyone is satisfied with his/her results. Wayne, my greatest competitor, who still would be my competitor got the similar results as me, with 4 Dists, 1 A, 1 B+, Nichole got 3 As, Kev got 2 Dists, 2 As, and 2 B+(welcome back to the honour roll), Terence got Distinction in BD, A in TO, the rest Bs with CSB C+ and audrey got 2 As and the rest Bs. Congrats to everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As long as you get what you want, you are the winner today, despite yours may not be the best. It is definitely worth celebrating. Wayne suggest another outing when Shang come back. I seriously dn mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111529546343866410?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111529546343866410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111529546343866410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111529546343866410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111529546343866410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-morning-just-checked-my-final.html' title=''/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111522725186459638</id><published>2005-05-05T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T01:22:46.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Class Outing Cum Seoul Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Today quite a no. of things happen, and one of them might have major impact on my life, or perhaps my university applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there first and the final DBF 07 class outing is on 4th May 2005. A day sure to remember because somebody actually laugh that my class will never have an outing. Well... though not really a class outing, cos there are only 10 pple(Kevin, Jonathan, Wayne, Chay Heng, Me, Nichole, Naserah, Diana, Shuzhen, Pearl) turned up, but to me is a great achievement. Dn forget, this outing &lt;strong&gt;only got 07 pple&lt;/strong&gt;. Dn have pple from 08 or other outside pple. Really thanx a lot for giving me such a wonderful outing before i go army. We basically went to sentosa to play volleyball, monkey, kayaking, soccer, volleyball again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today man of the match is..... Jonathan. Firstly, he attempt to drag nichole down to the sea. The guys tried once with me and kevin holding the hands, jonathan and wayne holding the legs. It end up our hands are being scratched by her fingernails, which i think is damm long. It even bleeds. However, our first attempt failed. In the second attempt, being proposed by Mr Peh Choon Heng, again, we tried once more. We succeeded throwing her in the water. But i very stupid i go hold her hands again, in the end got scratch again. Kev is smarter this time round, he hold her legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When playing volleyball, he keep on hitting very out of the court and chase after the ball. I think we spend more time chasing after the ball rather than hitting the ball, because a lot of participants do not really know how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the kayaking, he actually attempt to capsize every kayak that we use. He capsize, turn and get back up, capsize, turn and get back up for at least 5 times. Every time when we see him, we sure see him trying to get back his kayak. Dunnoe what so fun about capsizing those kayak though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tt we went soccer. Seriously, i totally sux in soccer. Luckily got chay heng and diana, manage to score one goal out of three. Well, being the man of the match, jonathan, as usual, kick the ball very far and end up running for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we are back with volleyball. This time round, everyone improves. No longer chasing the ball. Unfortunately, because the sand (or rather, stone) are rather coarse, i end up getting very big blister for both of my soles. First time ever playing beach volleyball. But in the end our team won, due to some elements of luck though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sentosa, we went Seoul Garden to eat. And surprisingly, Chris Cheong joined us and we have a wonderful time having dinner together. However, when cheong ask us abt our local uni admission, me and wayne is like.... cos we put accountancy as our first choice. Then he spent close to 70% of the time to explain to wayne on why choosing accountancy is a bad choice. Regarding on what he had said, Wayne had discussed with me and i will post it separately later. Nichole actually prepare something tt i consider very special for cheong. If i am cheong, i definitely will be touched. But really must pei fu nichole, got the mood to do such a thing out. Then after tt, we went home, with me, wayne and jonathan sitting in cheong's car while along the way, cheong try to gather some feedback on btw Math and Financial Planning, and teaching open outcry to future batch of students in FO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, come to the crucial part. Me and wayne are discussing on what degree to choose after hearing cheong's side of story. Will post the details in a separate entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's all folks, i think i dn sound exciting, but today is really a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111522725186459638?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111522725186459638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111522725186459638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111522725186459638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111522725186459638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/05/sentosa-class-outing-cum-seoul-garden.html' title='Sentosa Class Outing Cum Seoul Garden'/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111477220513409920</id><published>2005-04-29T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T18:56:45.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think recently Kevin and Terence have been having weird dreams. I also have a stupid nightmare and think maybe share it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dreamt that I accompany my pri school friends to Comfort Driving Centre to register for taking driving lessons. After that, dunnoe why, it seems that i can take the driving test without booking the test date. I forgot how i know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While taking the test, the tester ask me to go road or circuit first. I answer road and off we go to the road. I make a few mistake along the way because I never even have one revision lesson before this test but when i look at the tester, i saw him sleeping. After that when we went back to the driving centre, the tester ask me to park under the shelter in the yellow box and ask me to follow him go up. Strange sia, cos he haven't test me circuit yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the debrief, I then find out that i got 5 demerit points. At first I am very happy cos i finally pass the driving test, then come to think of it, where got 5 pts one. All the demerit pts are in the minimum denomination of 2 pts. When i go out of the room, my friend congrats me. I told them that need to wait for around half an hour because I need to watch the stupid video so that i can apply for driving license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, a strange thing occur. The whole CDC got no people. And there is a eerie atmosphere. It seems that CDC are surrounded by green lights. Then, i notice that the CDC are filled with ghosts, floating around and trying to scare people off. As a normal human being, I of course is very scared and run out of the driving centre. But outside also looks very green to me. I intercept a taxi and board the taxi, the taxi driver turn around and we saw blood oozing out from his face, and he smile. Fuck, everywhere seems haunted. We try to get out of the taxi but one of my friend got caught inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting out of the taxi, we keep on running until one residential area whereby the place is no longer green. Here come a van surrounded by gold lights, the driver is from FBI and told us that the shield that the van had can protect them from being infected to become ghost. What does FBI gonna do with ghost and since when ghost is form by being infected? But that time i never think so much and follow him hopefully to save my friend. While inside again, it seems that the gold lights don't really have much use. I still see the green lights inside the van. Then the FBI turn around......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a stupid nightmare......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111477220513409920?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111477220513409920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111477220513409920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111477220513409920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111477220513409920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/04/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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-12510790.post-111472550255091032</id><published>2005-04-29T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T10:11:55.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to comment. I start this blog at a very stupid time where I only left with one more month to NS. Nothing much to write about though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have doubts on my MSN nick: please refer to the song above and hopefully your doubts would be cleared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12510790-111472550255091032?l=nthock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/feeds/111472550255091032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12510790&amp;postID=111472550255091032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111472550255091032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12510790/posts/default/111472550255091032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nthock.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-entry_29.html' title='First Entry'/><author><name>nthock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13716471711726735914</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>
