Dear Diary...
Waste my time
jeudi 26 juin 2008
Thanks ah. Wait for you 1 1/2hour to have lunch. Then in the end you say you not hungry. Thanks la. Could have utilised that time to have finished my homework and have my lunch at home. Wait. Wait. Wait. Sorry ah, i full alr. Cannot tell me earlier. Make me wait for u for 1 1/2 hour. Everything also last minute then say, waste time. Don’t count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count. - AnonymousThanks to you, that hour didn't count. Sorries do not buy time, save them for someone else.wastedyongliang
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Dear Diary...
Back2School
lundi 23 juin 2008
Today is the first day of Term 3 already.Feel pretty unprepared, yet prepared at the same time. Prepared in the sense that i have finished all my holiday homework, unprepared because i am slightly afraid of what i am gonna face. 1st July Chinese oral already wor. Die Die Die. I feel so... afraid. O level is only once in a life. Its do, or die. And... i am afraid of death. Yea. ok.Let's see what happened during the past few days...21st was like Math tuition. math math math, i hate math. lol. Oh yea, i forgot. iI had something in the morning that i will have to live with for 2 years.. Its gonna change the way i smile, the way i talk, the way i eat and all that. BRACES. dang. Didn't hurt during the installation. Extractions didn't hurt. But the hurting part comes when you leave the dental clinic. Initially, i felt no pain. However, when i took my first bite, i felt that stinging sensation from the roots of my teeth. Till today, i chew with only 4 molars, on the left side of my jaw. I dare not touch the incisors nor the right portion of my jaw. Hurts. Oh ya... the colour, Cobalt Blue. Nice name eh. Cobalt and blue doesn't seem to link but its a nice name, and a pretty colour. Math Tuition, Wesley was the first to notice the blue stuff in my mouth. haha. Then was the teacher, eventually the whole class. Lol. Braces ain't cool. Painful, expensive. :( Uglifies ur smile, at least my smile... 22nd. NCC meeting and it was also..the CSM, Benedict a.k.a WANK QUEEN's Birthday!!! haha. His name is Benedict Chan Wei Qi, and i guess you social studies students would be able to infer, and therefore understand how he got his nickname, wank queen. (think i committed a fallacy here...) Woke up early in the morning. Took ages to finish breakfast. Dang braces. Wei Kit came find me while i was brushing my teeth. I close the toilet door and my mum let him into the house. LOLS. i wanted to see how long it would take for him to notice my braces haha. For the whole time in the house conversing with one another, he did not see it.. how blind can he be la...lol. When we left the house den i show him. He was...STUNNED HAHA. Braces works as well as Tasers haha. Reach Bishan dere, play PSP for a while, den go NLB, discuss discuss, got chased out of the cafe, den discuss some more. Den over le. lol. Then LUNCH. Went to KFC. Sneaked out and went to breadtalk. Bough some mango cake for like ** bucks!!! its like omg. Split cost... Later Wei Kit withdraw 20 bucks to pay me haha. Den gave him some change also la. lool. Then, went to 7-11..bought a lighter. haha. Or else how to light candle... Benedict was like dam happy when he saw the gift. NO not the cake...but the lighter. Super anti-climax. lol. Den it took me ages to finish my cheese fries... pain pain pain. then we went to Bryan's house to cut the cake and stuff haha. Dam fun. den dey play cards, i play psp again. Den home sweet home le. haha :) ok pictures pictures pictures. :):):)Today.. nothing much la. lol.
No man is an island, but the island makes the man. - yongliang
bye-
yongliang
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Dear Diary...
last tooth
jeudi 19 juin 2008
all0s peepos.There goes another tooth today lor. No i not gonna load anymore pictures. Feeling lazy. haha. Today was Chinese remedial again. Quite fun la actually, to listen to Mr Lin Dan Wen talk. My Chinese oral will get screwed la, i got back my habit of adding 'then' when i speak in mandarin. So screwed...Oh ya, this boy cute rights?
He's cute eh? He's starring in La Femme on Channel 8 as a boy called rong xuan :). he's dam cute la. ok yonghwee, i'm done :)When we are dreaming alone it is only a dream. When we are dreaming with others, it is the beginning of reality. - Dom Helder Camarahe is cute de lor-yongliang
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Dear Diary...
Bye bye Holidays, you will be missed
mercredi 18 juin 2008
Before i can even enjoy it, its gonna be gone. Why are all the teachers and courses so greedy? eat up so much of my holidays. Those gluttons. I can count the amount of days i managed to sleep in till 8 with the fingers of ONE HAND. The holidays was otherwise no different than school, except for the temporary release from math and physics. *sigh of relief*. Time is passing so quickly this year. I still can remember how excited i was on the first day of school this year, so happy and excited to be in a triple science class, raring to go on my Sec 3 school year. Now i am half-dead already. Now what happened to recharging yourself during the School holidays? My charger didn't work.Spend today at remedials and making a blogskin again, this time for Ernest...
Entitled: Bamboo garden
I like that picture a lot personally, so much that i might have used it for myself. But i nvr duplicate my work. So since i have already put Ernest's name there, its his.
To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe. - Anatole France
dreamer
yongliang
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Dear Diary...
Blogskin
haha, i told ya. I made Wei Kit, another 2 blogskins. haha. I transformed his profile photo into a blogskin haha. Go check out his blog ba. It s quite simple la his picture, cos i forgot to add in a few effects haha.
Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today. - James Deansleepy...yongliang
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Dear Diary...
Hectic Day
mardi 17 juin 2008
Couldn't sleep any further than 7.45 today haha. Too energetic already. haha. Although i slept at 2 in the morning. So had rice dumplings for breakfast :) Went to HQ today with Wei Kit to change No.3 top. Got a bigger one, with more space for badges haha. Time to sew on 2SG rank. HAHA. 2SG 2SG 2SG. :) can't stop smiling la haha. Had lunch with Wei Kit at some hawker centre in Yio Chu Kang, ate chicken rice, and drank a uber big mug of soya bean. Lol the mug is like dam gigantic lol, and its only 70 cents. haha. Inflation hasn't hit that hawker centre yet. haha. Then went back to Bishan, walk walk with Wei Kit den i went to woodlands for Math tuition, while Wei Kit headed for home.
It was 2 hours of math tuition. What a torture... Math is so not for me la. The guy who created maths seriously had something against me. After surviving that 2 torturous hours, headed to Plaza Sing to meet mum for my check up for my flat feet at 2ft Orthotics. While waiting for the scans to be analysed, mum and i went shopping haha. So i got like new clothes. LOL. new bermudas. new polo tee. Den had dinner at KFC lol. Went back to collect the results etc. Theres improvement. haha.
Took the MRT from Dhoby Ghaut back home. Literally dragged my mum to BHG to see the Billabong belt i wanted. haha. Got it. Most unique colour. The only belt with a black buckle...:):) so happy. haha. Yea got a lot of stuff today. The things i have bought in the past month has completed a whole set of clothes already haha.
Top - Polo Tee
Bottoms - Bermudas
Belt - Billabong Cloth Belt
Shoes - NB 754
Hahax Whole set of clothes lol. For new year haha.
Oh yea, i forgot, i spent the morning making blogskin for yu cheng haha.
Pictures!!!
I can make this a blogskin, believe?
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. - Oscar Wilde
out
yongliang
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Dear Diary...
Blogskin Frenzy
Lols i recently noticed i msut be on some kind of blogskin frenzy. I have lost count of how any blogskins i have made alr...hah below are snapshots of skins i have made.
Some of these blogskins are not in use alr, so if u want any just send me a request and i will send you the skin for your own hosting. If you need, i can also provide you with the base codes. hahax.
``You see things, and you say: `Why?' But I dream things that never were, and I say `Why not?' '' - George Bernard Shaw
-Creativity knows no limits-
yongliang
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Dear Diary...
Process VS Result
lundi 16 juin 2008
I guess many of us were told that process is more important than result ever since we were young. I am constantly reminded by my Unit's CO that process is more important than result whenever we fail to clinch any award during any competition. But in reality, is process really more important than result?Let us look at some important occassions that depend more on your results, than your process.Do you still remember the day you collected your PSLE results, and then tried choosing your secondary school. So, did you choose the school according to your results or your supposed good process? Of course, you had to choose your school according to your results. Do they looks at how hard u have studied and how much effort you have put in? No of course not, people assume that results are obtained through good process. Then what exactly is good process?They say, as long as you put in your best, work hard and put in effort, that's good process and you will deliver results. Oh really? Who says good process delivers good results? Not all the time, i would argue. Expectant mothers take extremely good care of themselves and the lives within them, however miscarriages still happen, no matter how young and healthy that mother is, no matter how good the care has been given to them. Babies are born stillborn. So what in the world is good process? And that supposed good process delivers this kind of results? A scolding from my Chemistry teacher stil haunts me. I still remember that event clearly. Till this date, i feel that i have been scolded, for trying my best. I wouldn't dare say nor think i am the brightest of all students, neither would i dare say i put in the msot effort among all. However, i know i put in a decent amount of effort in everything i do, if not i put in all my effort. So what if i only managed to do complete 6 MCQs during 50 minutes? i really did put in my effort. I flipped the pages of my chemistry textbook. I refered to it as if it was a bible. That was my process. I flipped through notes, flipped through textbooks racked my brains, to answer those questions. My result? A scolding by my chemistry teacher. That day i did the 6 MCQs, the teacher was absent. The day she resumed her lessons. She asked who has not completed their Chemistry worksheets. Unlike some who did not stand up even though they didn ot complete their worksheet, i stood up. She asked me 2 questions. Why i did not finish my worksheet. I answered, i managed to do only 6 MCQs. Then she asked what have i been doing during that 50 minutes, i couldn't have just did 6 MCQs in that much time. But all i could say was, i really did. There were people to prove it. But none of them said a word. For most of them, squandered that 50 minutes away, while i struggled, and only managed 6 questions. Some sang songs during that 50 minutes. Some played mobile games. Others slept it away. While i, with a pen, chemistry testbook and worksheet in hand, did my work. And for that, i got a scolding, and was kicked out of class. Those who sang songs, played mobile games and slept during that 50 minutes, conveniently said that they did not recieve the worksheet, and thus were spared. The rest who were in the class were those who managed to complete most of it, or at least, all 10 MCQs. Those moments outside the class, i felt sourness within me. I felt injustice, but what was i to do? I really did not complete all 10 MCQs, i was really that stupid, i did not deliver results. So what if i had a process? No one cared. However much now i feel that it is obvious that Results are more important than Process, i can't help telling myself that i must have a good process to attain good results. For i had put in so much effort in that process only to attain so little results, if i were to slack anymore in my process, my results will suffer. My mum said, in life you have to do what people can see. When no one's looking, what's the use of doing so much? Well, i can't help it. That's my personality. According to my DISC profiling, i am supposed to be a very meticulous person who pays a lot of attention on detail than the final result/big picture. For example, if i were to go to a gym, i would not train to get bulging biceps or wakeboard abs, but i would train all my muscles evenly and well to keep healthy. To a person like me Process, is more important. Yet sadly, this society is one that is Result-oriented. No one would look at my process. Results are what this world lives for. Process would never be more important than results for, it can never reap in more money that results. Results gives you a good job, gives you good money, what does process give you? Nothing. But still i insist on the word...process. I rest my case. No matter how much this world proves to me that results is more important that process, i will still make sure my process is good. Sir Albert Einstein once said :"Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds." To me, i want to be a great spirit, and the world is nothing to me but a place which houses mediocre minds. The day i stopped reading, the day i stopped dreaming, the day i stopped living. - yongliangProcessyongliang
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Dear Diary...
New Blogskin
Managed to make a new simple blogskin today. Was quite hard to make cos erm i screwed up some codes and the header picture is made entirely out of brushes, other than the words of course. haha. It was supposed to look much nicer, if not for some glitches in the codes. But nevertheless, i still like this new blogskin. haha.Oh yes, there's 1 part i dun like about this blogskin... The stupid sidebar has a times new roman font..argh. Can't change it dunno why...ahhh...
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Dear Diary...
Microsoft Office 2007
dimanche 15 juin 2008
Yay, finally got Microsoft Office 2007 installed into my dying computer. Hahas. Got a few screenshots below...
Microsoft Office 2007 looks nice, the icons remain similar to Microsoft office 2003. The main difference lies in the software itself. Packed with new fonts, effects and features, it seems too complicated to the average user. But i never said i was average (: haha. It can get quite complicated and un-user-friendly at times, but still, it delivers. It might take quite some time getting used to, due to the fact that the drop-down menus have been replaced with tabs and different toolbars. Looks great though haha. Oh yea, the default font is no longer the ugly TIMES NEW ROMAN, but the all new and beautiful CALIBRI. haha.
Microsoft Word with my book review...
That's Powerpoint...
And Excel!Yes that's all...bye.So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then, when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable. - Christopher Reeve-dreaming-yongliang
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Dear Diary...
Dreams
I have a Dream - Martin Luther King Jr.I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone.And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.We cannot turn back.There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. *We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by a sign stating: "For Whites Only."* We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.I have a dream today!I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, From every mountainside, let freedom ring! And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania. Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.But not only that:Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.From every mountainside, let freedom ring.And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last_____________________________________________________________________
Reflection They say a dream is the experience of envisioned images, sounds, or other sensations during sleep, but i think otherwise. It is not an experience, but a vivid imagination. Of your home, your studies, your friends, your family, your country, your future. The sounds you hear are not from the surroundings, but the calling to follow your dreams. There are times when dreams are things you can't achieve, at others u bask in pride and glory. The sensations you feel are not only when you dream, but after. When you dream, you feel the urge to achieve it. When you achieve, you dream is over, you feel the sense of achievement, and the want to dream again. I just want to say that not all dreams can be achieved. As not everything goes and planned, and the reason why imagination is call 'imagination', the reason lies here. But you do not die from not achieving your dreams. Dreams can hurt, but they do not kill. You die only when, you stop dreaming. The corpse can't dream, it cannot imagine. But as a living being, our job is to dream. If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. - Henry David Thoreau
I dream.yongliang
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Dear Diary...
Air Specialists' Course 2008
samedi 14 juin 2008
Just returned from Spec's Course...Quite enjoyable, other than the presence of some obvious bias against our CHS Air Unit. But that cannot be helped, as...
We ~
Come from the company,
famous in NCC,
Come from a very special company,
Fight for glory,
Fight for victory,
With a spirit we never known before
CAT HIGH AIR GUYS ALL THE WAY!
haha.
Mutual did not really screw up...
TF prac a bit screw up...
IFC prac perfect...
BE IC TOTALLY SCREW UP AHHH...
akmahalap kekiri kekiri puseng(sorry for spelling errors haha)...nice 1 la, got such command meh? Totally screwed up for this part. No excuse. K maybe i was tired, sleepy, blur, but still, I SCREWED UP, A CAT HIGH AIRGUY SCREWED UP AHH...lol
I don't really feel like elaborating more about the camp...but it was quite slack. yea. Only 1 picture below of what i achieved at Air Specs' Course 2008...
2SG, cookies and Certs
I guess no one except those 2 dat were around with me would know wat i actually was doing. Shallow people would only think i am stabbing the cup's plastic 'lid', think out of the box to find out what i was doing haha. Yu Cheng, Wei Kit, dun tell anyone wat i was doing!!!
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Dear Diary...
TOOTH EXTRACTION AHHH!!!!
mercredi 11 juin 2008
all0s, went for extraction today... There goes 2 more healthy teeth. Will have to visit the dentist another time extract the teeth on the bottom right. The process wasn't painful, other than the injection where u can feel some pain, similar to that of the bite of the fire ant. Other than that, no pain. But the real uncomfortable parts comes only later. Because i had to extract 2 teeth today, the LA was double the dosage. So now, i have difficulty talking..n i m drooling..S: And guess what, drooling blood. Dam a lot of blood la. YYea and then the left portion of my tongue is numb and now extraordinarily fat. LOL and i can't feel a thing. LOL. The feeling is super weird and uncomfortable. OK now for the crunch there are pictures below, but i m not sure if u would dare to view it. If u dun dare, click here. If you really wanna view it, scroll down.
That's the bottom left..
That's the top left.Out,- yongliang
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Dear Diary...
How
mardi 10 juin 2008
How much, How little- Yong LiangHow tall must a tree grow before it is enough to be called mature?How old must a person grow before he has lived enough?How much must a person earn before he is considered rich?How many achievements must a person have before he is considered successful?How much must a person learn before he is considered learned?How far must we travel before we have seen the world?How long must we wait,How far must we go,How perfect must we be,to survive in this society?Just some random thoughts of mine..S: lol.
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Dear Diary...
Training Aids
lundi 9 juin 2008
Went to school today to take photos for my Spec Course IFC training aid/lesson plan. Met up with snr warren to help me take the photos. Took a few and we were done. Did some work in the airstore while the rest were playing cards..S: After that had lunch at the J8 area. Den came home..S: boring. For those who are looking for the Spec Course Packing List, here it is..Packing List For Specialist’s Course 2008
- 1 NO.3 UNIFORM
- 1 NO.4 UNIFORM
- T-SHIRT & TRACK PANTS
- TOILETRIES
- PT SHIRT & SHORTS
- PT SHOES AND SLIPPERS
- WRITING MATERIALS
- STUDENT PASS
- PERSONAL MEDICATION
- LESSON PLANS
- 01 PHOTOGRAPH
- PADLOCK WITH KEYSeems like very little things for a 3d2n camp to me..hahasand i took a handwriting analysis...It's somewhat right i guess...not everyone knows himself very well eh..Welcome Mun Yong Liang, here is your handwriting analysis.
Yong Liang uses judgment to make decisions. He is ruled by his head, not his heart. He is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see him as unemotional. He does have emotions but has no need to express them. He is withdrawn into himself and enjoys being alone.
The circumstances when Yong Liang does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets him mad enough to tell him off, he will not be sorry about it later. He puts a mark in his mind when someone angers him. He keeps track of these marks and when he hits that last mark he will let them know they have gone too far. He is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All his conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. He is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, he has poise.
Yong Liang will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. He would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, he will show his love by the things he does rather than by the things he says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because he feels his mate should already know. The only exception to this is if he has logically concluded that it is best for his mate to hear him express his love verbally.
Yong Liang is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to him, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of his sound judgment. He will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. He will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and he will always ask "Is this best for me?"
Yong Liang tends to write a bit smaller than the average person. When a person's letters are small and tiny, this indicates an ability to focus and concentrate. This character trait is a huge asset in careers like math, science, race car driving, and flying planes. However, if Yong Liang writes tiny all of the time, he will also display characteristics of someone who is socially introverted. Yong Liang will often sit on the sideline and watch others get the attention at parties. he might be willing to open up and be warm, but only in small groups or a select group of people. When he is busy working on a project, it is common for all other noises and distractions to just fade away and his ability to focus is incredible. When he says "he didn't hear you", he really means, he didn't hear you.
Yong Liang will be candid and direct when expressing his opinion. He will tell them what he thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want his opinion, don't ask for it!
Yong Liang has a desire for attention. People around Yong Liang will notice this need. He may fulfill this need by a variety of ways depending on his own character.
Yong Liang has an over-awareness of self. He often feels self-conscious. He fears ridicule, therefore he is careful not to place himself in a position to receive any ridicule. He wonders what people will think if he acts in a certain manner. When encountering a new group of people, Yong Liang may stay on the sidelines until he has the people categorized, or he may behave in a "positive attention getting" manner to assure people think good thoughts about him from the start.
In the sales profession, this self-consciousness is called "call reluctance". They take the word "no" as a personal criticism. Therefore, there is an internal struggle when performing this type of work. Although this person may be a great salesperson, he still feels insecurity. He will perform better if someone else is with him because the fear of ridicule from his peers is far greater than the fear of ridicule from his clients. Many times this type of person becomes a sales trainer, because when he is training, he doesn't have to put hisself in a position of being told "no" as often as the salesmen do.
Because Yong Liang has sharp needle pointed 'm' and 'n' humps, he has a very sharp mind. He instantly sizes up situations, making instant decisions. He thinks and evaluates circumstances very rapidly. Many people with this type of mind are geniuses, thus he may be seen as highly intelligent. Yong Liang is often irritated by slow talkers or slow thinkers. If he drives, he gets irritated by slow drivers in the fast lane. He quickly becomes bored when being taught on the level of the slowest student in class. He may be on problem number three when the rest of the class is on problem one. Yong Liang is curious and very active. In fact, in school he might have been a trouble maker because he thought so much faster than the other kids, he finished his work first, thus having plenty of time on his hands to make trouble!
Yong Liang is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. He needs to visualize the end of a project before he starts. he finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said he plans everything he is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Yong Liang basically feels good about himself. He has a positive self-esteem which contributes to his success. He feels he has the ability to achieve anything he sets his mind to. However, he sets his goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". He has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, he will not take great risks, as they relate to his goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, his self-perception is better than average.
Yong Liang is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect his ego when he feels hurt. He pokes people harder than he gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.
Yong Liang is very self-sufficient. He is trying not to need anyone. He is capable of making it on his own. He probably wants and enjoys people, but he doesn't "need" them. He can be a loner.
For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Yong Liang has left lots of white space on the right side of the paper and the writing seems to be moving leftward as it creeps down the page. If this is true, then Yong Liang has an unhealthy relationship to something in the present and has a fear of moving forward. The right side of the page represents the future and Yong Liang seems unwilling to face the fear of getting started living now and planning for the future. Yong Liang seems to be clinging to past events, withdrawing, and spending lots of time thinking about what happened or what might happen in the future. It would be best to leave the past behind and move on. Stop crowding that left margin and face his demons. What i have my doubts about:enjoys being alone - not all the time...Being quicker in class - i dun think so, if not i would have gotten my As ):troublemaker- no i'm not.fear of moving forward...hmm maybe not too sure.The rest..is pretty much true. hmm. great insight there...so take it too http://www.handwritingwizard.com/Oh yea, time for some pictures eh.
That's my car
Potential IR customers..haha oh and there's benedict playing PSP in the background...
Lunch (:
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Dear Diary...
New Shoes..(:
dimanche 8 juin 2008
Had Crabs for dinner yesterday... Got Salted Egg Crab and Chilli Crab haha. 1.3kg each leh. is like..DAM BIG.Woke up at like 10am today. LOL Really slept in. Haha. Had Rice dumplings for breakfast. Den i tried going to the Nokia Music Store to look for songs to download to use up mum's free 5 complimentary song download. But cant find songs i want...S: lousy. Dun have Jason Mraz. Wat kind of music store is that...Ya so after wasting 1 morning, headed out to novena for tuition. Tripped on my way dere..got some cuts.. ): nah not pain. Yea. Then after tuition went to meet mum and dad at J8. Went to Sobny Ericsson centre first. Wanted to check out my phone. Cos the connection port like dirty, then connection got some prob. Then the people dere say it is 'rusty' if service need to pay cos not covered in warranty..S: dang. sad case lor. After dat, WENT TO BUY SHOES :) New balance 754 yay. Some pics:
Crab Crab Crab...
CHILLI CRAB
SALTED EGG CRAB
Uber big CRAB haha.
bee-oo-ti-full sneakers :) NB4EVER
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Dear Diary...
Dentist
samedi 7 juin 2008
My second trip to the dentist already.
Well, i am preparing to get braces, even if i don't want to, i MUST make dem, cos if i dun, dere might be worse consequences..): Yea so today i had to take an x-ray, make moulds of my teeth, and put in the separators. Separators are blue rubber bands that are put in between teeth to make gaps. yea.
Bad news...3 teeth has to be extracted to free up enough space for the braces. OMG. 1 from each side. ahh. Taking them out on Wednesday. 1 day before spec course..AHHHH. Ok enough of screaming. U wanna see the photos?
Upper rack of teeth...
Lower rack of teeth...
Making the moulds...
Who else wants braces?
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