<?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-5603375023585842744</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:37:20.764+08:00</updated><category term='Indonesia'/><category term='Lunar New Year'/><category term='Batam'/><category term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>J's Heavenly Days</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603375023585842744.post-449018547046603637</id><published>2009-02-15T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:52:41.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog's moved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-449018547046603637?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/449018547046603637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=449018547046603637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/449018547046603637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/449018547046603637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/blogs-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-8848661883792835473</id><published>2009-02-03T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:23:00.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found out in the morning that I'm for sure gonna get GPA 1.0 for my ENCM no matter what grades I might be getting in actual fact. The day before my Batam trip, I went to check my attendance record. I only saw that I was marked absent once. So, I decided to go to Batam and used up my final ENCM term leave. Today, I went to check my attendance and found out that my I was absent twice and late for once. So, that's it. My attendance is below 80%, meaning that no matter what grade I get for my ENCM, it will simply either be a pass of GPA 1.0 or fail. It sucks. Why can't the school and the teacher update attendance daily or at the end of the each school week which is on the Friday. And if our attendance percentage were to reach 85%, send the damn warning letter early or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I'm off. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-8848661883792835473?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8848661883792835473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=8848661883792835473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8848661883792835473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8848661883792835473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-found-out-in-morning-that-im-for-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-5907688592492646177</id><published>2009-01-29T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:34:39.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now I am at Benjamin Lee's house. Slacking. I'm so not in the mood to start on my assignment. Lazy, you may say. Before I came over to Ben's house, I went to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18 ba sha&lt;/span&gt; to eat. I walked past a girl wearing low cut spaghetti top. Her skin is pretty white so I took a glance at her and since she was wearing a low cut spaghetti top, showing her cleavage. As a guy, I looked at her cleavage and I think she noticed it and quickly, looked at her cleavage and adjust her top LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of the crap. Time to go and do my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-5907688592492646177?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5907688592492646177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=5907688592492646177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/5907688592492646177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/5907688592492646177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/right-now-i-am-at-benjamin-lees-house.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-3294112610765659085</id><published>2009-01-28T23:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:23:04.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lunar New Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Belated Happy Lunar New Year!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm back from Batam. I sacrificed my ENCM term leave (I have no more leave to clear anymore), reunion dinner (abalone, steamboat and other delicacies) and red packets for this Batam trip. Well, it's the second time that I didn't stay in Singapore during Lunar New Year. The first time was when I was about 16 years old, turning 17 years old, I think, I was working back then during the Lunar New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, this holiday is quite enjoyable (It would be best if I could have my holiday at Japan!). Visited Noname Cafe, listening to live bands and Pacific Discotheque (the building is freaking huge and it looks like a ship on the exterior) as well as full body &amp;amp; leg massage (the service is good, television with headphones for you to watch and tea to drink while you're having your leg massage) on the first day. A&amp;amp;W, walk around and karaoke on the second day. Tons of food to eat throughout the days at Batam. Children on the street and road, selling newspaper or asking for money. Random guitar singers who sing from his heart and made you go wow. Even when he is singing Indonesian songs and you are totally clueless about what the song and lyrics, it is still good enough to make you feel that he really sing from the bottom of his heart. &amp;amp; lastly, Chinese Indonesian babes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; how could I forgot to mention that I saw a pretty cute Hong Kong girl who is having her holiday with her family, left the deepest impression on me during this holiday. She is about 13 to 16 years old, with a Barbie doll hair, wearing a tad short off the shoulder black dress with a loose red wide belt that often drop from her hip to her butt and her pinkish printings translucent bra strap. Sounds so perverted right? Can't blame on me, I told ya that she left the deepest impression already. I saw her plenty of times since she was taking the same ferry as me back to Singapore; waiting to pass our ferry tickets to the Indonesia entrance officer, sitting while waiting for the ferry to arrive, on the way to the ferry, queuing for the ferry, inside of the ferry (I was sitting at third row of the left side &amp;amp; she was sitting at the fourth row of the right side), near the exit of the ferry (I was taking my passport out of my pocket and she squat down with her off the shoulder short dress to put her belt into her luggage. She must have did that on purpose, trying to arouse me! But I saw nothing! I'm a gentleman!), queuing to pass our passports to the Singapore entrance officer and the exit to VivoCity (she was waiting for her whoever in front of me). Damn, I should have asked her for her email or something LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holiday is over &amp;amp; I'm back to school. There is a report to be submitted on this Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to bed! Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-3294112610765659085?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3294112610765659085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=3294112610765659085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/3294112610765659085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/3294112610765659085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/belated-happy-lunar-new-year-okay-im_28.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-5064839765025493723</id><published>2009-01-25T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:39:49.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Half of this school term has ended. Last Thursday, I stayed in school and started working on the ECSA report from about 5pm to 9pm with Rafizal &amp;amp; Desmond. But we only managed to cover a small part of the report, so we went to Aston for dinner and have went home to get a short break. After that we met up again later at 12.30am, with our notebooks and three 1.5litre of bottle drink, we stayed overnight at school till 8am and have our breakfast at McDonald. Attended Audrey Quek's talk on professional etiquette and submitted our report at near 5pm; the due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired &amp;amp; exhausted when I reached home that I headed to my beloved bed straight. Anyway, I've got a Burberry's bag but it will be so weird for me to carry the bag with my ragged overall attire LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I'm going to Batam &amp;amp; Bintan tomorrow. My small aunt and my cousin are going to drag me into the club or disco, oh my god!&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/5603375023585842744-5064839765025493723?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5064839765025493723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=5064839765025493723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/5064839765025493723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/5064839765025493723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/half-of-this-school-term-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-8897865197176355849</id><published>2009-01-21T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:30:18.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;fun with who!?&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;just reminscing those happy npcc times ~&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;now npcc no more happy times?&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;yay! tell you something, why i am happy today!&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;got la.. just that.. those cadets time are like so fun..&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;y happie?&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;cause wanying actually tell me about her personal message for the first time&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;last time is always none of your business&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;really meh?&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;i like seldom talk to you lor..&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;oh sharks.&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;last time di di xiao xiao ask you, you tell me myob&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;you are not the one i thought i was talking to.&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;what the..&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;alamak&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna fucking blog.&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;i was like wondering how on earth you will tell me&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;come on, dont be that cold wy again&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;orhx&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;360 degree turn sia&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;after finding out im not the person you're talking to&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;that's me. =D&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;who you thought you're talking to just now? LOL. npcc friends?&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;nopx. not npcc friends.&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;ai mei de ren!?&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;"just reminscing those happy npcc times ~"&lt;br /&gt;i just noticed you even use ~&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;luff out loud for all you want... &lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;happy!&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;i cant be much bothered.&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah the cold mao2 is better&lt;br /&gt;ジャスパー says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;[coe4] *gniynaw*     -[n.10] says:&lt;br /&gt;orhx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a memorable day that I must blog! First time Wan Ying showed me her un-cool side of her! But as you can see, after she found out that I am not the one she thought she is talking to, her cold &amp;amp; cool side of her returns hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-8897865197176355849?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8897865197176355849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=8897865197176355849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8897865197176355849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8897865197176355849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/says-fun-with-who-coe4-gniynaw-n.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-4636640194392057660</id><published>2009-01-19T01:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T03:25:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's seven minutes past 1a.m. right now. I'm feeling restless, maybe it is stress? I don't know. I feel like I am wasting my time right now, aimless about my future &amp;amp; simply just following the flow of a typical student living in Singapore. I don't know what I am going to do in the future, even if I did complete my diploma, I am pretty sure that I won't be and I don't want to work in IT industry. &amp;amp; if I'm not going to work in IT industry, what's the whole point of having me wasting my time pursuing this diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really clueless about my future. That's what happens when you don't think and decide about your future before you finish your O level. Chances are, you are simply following what the options given to you based on your result, like what I am doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I am feeling down, I found out that I had misplaced my thumb drives. Not only that, I found out that I did not take my cover letter and resume (which had been marked by the tutor) out of my pants' pocket and my granny washed the pants without checking the pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because of all this shit that is happening to me, I have tidy up my room a little. There is still some more stuff for me to tidy up. Just may be, it's because all the assignments and deliverables so close to each other that makes me feel this emotion that I'm facing right now. I will persevere to complete this diploma. Otherwise, I will disappoint my family. &amp;amp; when I go to serve my national service, I'm so gonna crack my brain and think clearly about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something not related to what I have typed above. I went to pay respect to my mummy and grandpa with my granny and dad. It was a rather quick visit. After that, we fetched my little brother and dropped my little granny and went to my little sister's primary school to fetch her. Then, we headed to Queensway Shopping Centre and get each of us a pair of shoes before I we went back home and I headed for my bed immediately. I am so tired back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm heading to my bed now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-4636640194392057660?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4636640194392057660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=4636640194392057660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/4636640194392057660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/4636640194392057660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-seven-minutes-past-1a.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-2285683333208687588</id><published>2009-01-10T23:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T03:39:26.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School have been a total bitch since we've moved on to second term of Problem Based Learning (PBL). PBL is basically about giving you a problem (in my case, assignment) and either you have to spend the whole time in class to search online for a solution or went to the school library to read up on books and returned back to class before the class end to prove that you didn't use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;going to the library&lt;/span&gt; as an excuse to go home. Imagine how boring it is to go through the same routine over &amp;amp; over again for every classes. I'd rather they allowed us to do research by ourselves, not needing us to report to school unless we have questions for the lecturers or they want to check on our progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first submission for eCommerce Security &amp;amp; Architecture (ECSA) have been submitted though I completed it half-heartedly. Still, one of the workload is cleared! I shall not mention how many more assignments to submit, it is just so pessimistic to think that way, it just drains you both mentally &amp;amp; physically before you even start on the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; on last Tuesday, I booked a dental appointment for dental check up. The appointment is on 12 February at 6.30pm. I couldn't get any appointment sooner since Chinese New Year is coming soon. About a month more till my appointment, hope I won't get any bad news during the dental check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye! じゃね!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-2285683333208687588?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2285683333208687588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=2285683333208687588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2285683333208687588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2285683333208687588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-have-been-total-bitch-since-weve.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-7916718429775699330</id><published>2009-01-04T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:48:05.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Belated Happy One Month Old Birthday to Olivia!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her birthday is supposed to be yesterday, 3 January 2009 but I forgot to blog about it since I was playing DotA late at night (I usually update my blog near midnight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not made a proper introduction of her to you guys before, so I'm gonna do it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is borned and was delivered to me on December 3 2008. Her mother is ASUS but I have never met her before. Her model is F8Vr24PYH32DPM under the F8Vr Multi Color Series. Her identity number is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm-Not-Telling-You&lt;/span&gt;. Her brain is functioning on Intel Core 2 Duo Processor Penryn P8600 of Intel Centrino 2 Processor Technology with a capacity of 320GB and the ability to multitask with her 4GB DDR2 RAM and is running on Vista Home Premium Operating System. She has an eye of 1.3MegaPixels and I could see everything of what she is doing through a 14.1" WXGA (1280x800) Colorshine &amp;amp; Crystalshine LCD and talks to me with a built-in sand speaker and she is able to communicate with other beings of her own kind through Intel Next-Gen Wireless-N 5100ABGN network connection 802.11a/b/g/n and with the use of cables. There are way too many things for me to type out so basically that's it for her introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you actually did read this whole paragraph, either I'm so entertaining to you or you're simply a retard LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been eating Koko Krunch with milk for breakfast and sometimes, supper when I'm hungry. A little of milk with tones of Koko Krunch makes it so yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I miss eating Subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go, じゃね!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-7916718429775699330?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7916718429775699330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=7916718429775699330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/7916718429775699330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/7916718429775699330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/belated-happy-one-month-old-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-2024620497991423579</id><published>2009-01-01T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T02:03:35.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Say goodbye to 2008 and say hello to 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, when we were young, we often tell others how we wish to grow up faster; curiosity &amp;amp; freedom. But when we grow older, we often wish that we will stop growing up and sometimes, we hope to be the young and innocent kid we used to be. Stop dreaming, yeah, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was on the bed, closing my eyes, trying to fall asleep. I don't know why, but my mind, out of the blue started flashing images about something that had happened some time back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the background information before I continue the story. My router had some problems. I do not switch off my router and leave it on all day long. If I don't, whenever I want to use the internet, I will have to reset my router in order to connect to the internet. Back then, my granny will always switch off the router despite me telling her not to do so. It irritates me every single time she switch off the router. &amp;amp; I told her not to switch off the router every single time she switched off the router and with each time, I gets louder and more irritated by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story, so there was this one time, she switched off the router again. &amp;amp; no matter how many times I tried to reset the router. It just doesn't work and I couldn't connect to the internet. To make matters worse, I had an assignment to be submitted the next day which I had not started on it and I urgently need the internet. My temper reached the boiling point, I simply snapped. I shouted at her about it and telling her that now she's done it and I can't do my assignment which had to be handed the next day. I can't remember her face clearly on that day but I knew and I could feel that she is very apologetic about it and is very worried about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my dad and asked if he could use the internet and I found out that it is the ISP's problem. This means, for this incident, it is not my granny's fault &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;. Even if she didn't switch off the router, I can't connect to the internet also. My anger turned into guilt. I was guilty about it &amp;amp; I lowered down my tone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt;. I told her that it's okay, it's alright but that doesn't stop her from worrying about me and is still feeling apologetic about it. I didn't apologise throughout the incident but felt guilty about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a thought appeared in my mind. She's already over 70 and what if, one day, she dies. Suddenly, I felt there is a void in my chest, around my heart. My mind went blank &amp;amp; I felt numbness and sharp pain caused by that void. The numbness and the pain lasted for several minutes, I think. But at that moment, it seems like it lasts much longer than just mere several minutes. I thought about other times when I lost my temper and the things she did shows how much she loves me. I thought about things like how much time she could possibly have left, what I have done as a grandson (nothing much) &amp;amp; what could I do in the future to appreciate her. I even thought about the future when I get married and had a baby with her still around, from a grandmother becoming a grand-grandmother. &amp;amp; if there is someone who holds dearest in my heart, it's her; my granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is here. Many people would think of New Year's resolution for the arrival of a new year. I don't know what's my New Year's resolution as I have not thought about it or should I simply say, I have never thought about it in my entire life. Honestly, how many of you would come up with a New Year's resolution and actually followed them? I bet most people didn't actually follow it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time round, I came up with a New Year's resolution. It's not that I thought about it for some time, it's a resolution that I felt I should be doing (there won't be much time left for me to have this resolution every coming new year). My New Year's resolution is simple; doing anything that shows appreciation of my granny &amp;amp; not doing anything that against appreciation of my granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, I wish you all a Happy New Year and good luck in anything &amp;amp; everything you do (excluding those who I dislike LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃね!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-2024620497991423579?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2024620497991423579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=2024620497991423579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2024620497991423579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2024620497991423579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/say-goodbye-to-2008-and-say-hello-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-1303840808944062809</id><published>2008-12-30T23:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T03:11:49.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Salutations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to blog, with my notebook. Okay, may be mentioning that I'm blogging with my notebook is redundant since I have been blogging with my notebook ever since I got it, most of the time. Oppsy, it's not a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;, it's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, she's Olivia the Notebook LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, the reason for me mentioning that I'm blogging with my notebook is because my desktop had been clashing once in a while recently, for whatever reason. &amp;amp; it just clashed not long ago, that's why I switch to my notebook to blog. I've gotta check what's wrong with it soon and backup my files in case anything goes wrong. Or maybe the desktop is simply jealous that I treat Olivia so well and ignored about the desktop LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks of holiday is over and we are back to school. Although yesterday is the first day of school, we have been given some work to do and get started on our assignment already. I'm not surprised at all, seems like I've expected it and is prepared to have assignments and projects thrown at me. &amp;amp; there are no classes today so it's sort of a one day holiday, I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some changes in hairstyle of three girls after the holiday. I shall not comment on the new hairstyle otherwise I'm gonna get hated by them. Some do look better with their new hairstyle while some doesn't look better with their new hairstyle. Not mentioning who looks better and who's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for this update. I'm off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-1303840808944062809?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1303840808944062809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=1303840808944062809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/1303840808944062809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/1303840808944062809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/12/salutations-im-back-to-blog-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-1574691954101622675</id><published>2008-12-25T18:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:25:35.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to whoever is reading this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. First of all, Merry Christmas! Yesterday, I was out at E!hub with weiyi and Stephanie. I took a cab over as I was seriously late. We dined at New York New York! I didn't finish my pasta. It was too creamy for me to take it. Any more of it, I could puke. I'm not joking. After that, went to Coffee Bean to have a cup of coffee and waiting for the movie to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Twilight, and it's the second time weiyi had watch it. The movie is pretty decent but I do hope that there are more fighting scenes. It's much suited for the girls than the guys, that's what I feel. More than half of the movie is basically about Isabella knowing the true identify of Edward and them becoming a couple. I know it's a romance movie but I just wish there are more fighting and blood scenes. Come on, I'm not sadistic, just love if there are more actions in the movie. Overall, it's a pretty good movie. If I'm not wrong, there will be a sequel to this movie. I think for the next movie, there will be more fighting and less talking LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who went to E!hub to count down the arrival of Christmas day are stupid. Soon after the clock ticked 12am, E!hub and Downtown East started turning the lights off; Christmas mood spoiler. We then took cab home since there is no place to go, and weiyi isn't feeling well as well, you know, girls' once a month thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, Merry Christmas! once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃね!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-1574691954101622675?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1574691954101622675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=1574691954101622675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/1574691954101622675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/1574691954101622675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-to-whoever-is-reading-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-2168599254494150834</id><published>2008-12-15T00:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:43:12.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished watching the movie; Swing Girls (and a boy) on okto. Okay, the actual name for this movie is Swing Girls, as for (and a boy), it's actually a pun which you will know if you did watch the movie. This movie is about a male high school student; Nakamura trying to form a band to replace the original school band for a school event after all the members in the school band including the teacher had been admitted into the hospital for eating contaminated food. Nakamura managed to get random school girls to join through certain means while two punk rockers who need to make some noise as well as a shy girl who join voluntarily. I shall not say how the movie goes, go find a way to watch this movie if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this movie is pretty sweet and decent. Though, the humor isn't that big whereby you won't be able laugh if you can't catch the small actions of humor. Also, if you are someone who likes Jazz like me, go watch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-2168599254494150834?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2168599254494150834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=2168599254494150834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2168599254494150834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2168599254494150834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-finished-watching-movie-swing.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-9200796908141492656</id><published>2008-12-11T12:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:33:21.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The two weeks break had arrived! All the presentations and tests are cleared and all the assignments and projects are submitted. I don't think I will be getting good grades for this term's modules but I'm confidence that I won't fail any or make it to the point where my cGPA will drop below 3. Let's hope I can graduate with at least 3cGPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this term, had caused many groups of friends to have their tension and displease for one another (accumulated in the past three semesters) to escalate to the point whereby the group started to split. While the split is still not that obvious for everyone to notice (including those who are oblivious to their surrounding) since they are still able to tolerate each other's existence but I'm sure that pretty soon enough, the split will be fairly obvious that most people will be able to notice it. I'm sure all of us in my class know that our class is not united (that's the nicest term I could think of and use) and are split up into notably 5 groups with most groups don't even interact with other groups. I'm sure we all know what will happen when groups started to split and what would happen after we are graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is the last day of school. It's usual for my group and the girls' group not to return home early and have our meal at some restaurant and maybe even a movie. But this time, only Aisyah from the girls' group is present while Poh Siew and Triana went home and Wan Ying went to visit her new home with her family. We went to Fish &amp;amp; Co. to eat followed by a movie. They decided to catch Bolt, a computer animated film by Walt Disney Animation Studios. Though I was freaking exhausted but I'm sure I'm still being able to watch throughout the whole movie, so I joined in for the movie as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have joined in for the movie; it is a waste of my money and most importantly, my precious sleeping time. Before the movie even started, I fell asleep while watching the commercials and by the time I woke up, the movie is about to end. All I'd watch in the movie is that the owner of Bolt is trapped in somewhere (I don't know where, I was still asleep, remember?) and was managed to be rescued by Bolt and that's the end of the movie! No one bothered to wake me up. If I fell asleep during the movie and after once or twice of waking me up yet I still fell asleep, I'd got nothing to say since I can't expect people to keep waking me up throughout the movie. But, I fell asleep even before the movie starts and no one even bothered to wake me up, now that's something! Okay, maybe they did call my name but I didn't wake up. At least, nudge me, someone, so I could wake up. Oh well, I'm so not gonna join them for another movie again, especially when I'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-9200796908141492656?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/9200796908141492656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=9200796908141492656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/9200796908141492656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/9200796908141492656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-weeks-break-had-arrived-all.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-9189207074829744172</id><published>2008-12-05T23:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:25:25.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met up with weiyi for a sit-in-McDonald-&amp;amp;-chat session in the evening. We stayed there until around 9pm, I think, before we headed back home. Initially, I was supposed to attend a gathering with my ex-Sakae colleagues but I gave it a miss since Rafizal wanted to stay back to do ECSD project. Project comes first before enjoyment since time is running out. An hour later after my ex-colleague called me, weiyi called me asking if I wanted to meet her. I replied okay and told Rafizal that we shall do our project some other time instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I go, I wanna recommend a relatively new manga; Bakuman! It is currently at chapter 17. Go read it, it is really nice. It is about two teenagers; Mashiro Moritaka and Takagi Akito, trying to become mangakas and a sweet and innocent romance going between Mashiro Moritaka and Azuki Miho. While Mashiro is trying to become a mangaka and Azuki is trying to become a seiyu. They promised one another that when their dreams came true, they will then get married. And until then, they must not see each other and only use email (cell phone text messages) to encourage one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I hurt you or simply pissed you off. I'd already sensed it back then but I'm no good in doing a real apology. I treat words simply as words and nothing else. I apologised. Honestly, I'm grateful to have you as my good friend. Uh-huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-9189207074829744172?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/9189207074829744172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=9189207074829744172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/9189207074829744172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/9189207074829744172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/12/met-up-with-weiyi-for-sit-in-mcdonald.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-2882950160744437577</id><published>2008-12-05T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:50:19.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I really wonder what some people are doing in polytechnic if they are not going to try or at least put in some effort to learn about each module in order to clear their diploma. I am going to be brutally blunt and if you don't want read some bitching, please cross this window now. But being a fellow human being, I know this will lead you to read on instead of closing this window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I will be brutally blunt. So do expect some names to be mentioned and things that aren't pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to say about Colin except that I think he should simply just quit and get on to NS to think of what he wants in life and achieve it instead of wasting his time, learning nothing right now. I know that I am not taking this diploma because I am interested in it but since I had already started, I will continue in order to obtain the diploma. Then, get on to NS and think of what I really want to accomplish in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are doing project, more or less we do hope to get group mates that are able and willing so that we are able to get the best grade we could. Sometimes, you get good group mates and sometimes, you get bad group mates and worst of all, free loader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that Colin did nothing for ECSD. He did some research and found some contents from the internet to put into the website. But these are not significant enough. I told Rafizal to ask him if he is going to put the contents into the respective web pages and these do not require any coding. Despite having me asking Rafizal to get Colin to do the static pages several times as well as Rafizal hinting him and telling him to do the static pages at least in class. But, you know what? He did not even try to complete at least one. He even told Rafizal yesterday on WLM that he is only going to research for more information from the internet but he is not going to do the static pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really speechless, seriously. I don't know if it is because Adeline who is always helping him in his assignments and his projects that he become so lazy and to the extent of thinking that there is actually free lunch in this world. May be there is, but you shouldn't abused it. Like what people always say, it is best to learn how to fish than getting free fishes. In the end, the one losing out is not those who had been helping you, but you yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, Joanne. She might not be the most able and willing person but she did attempt to read through few chapters in the book, try to code some of the web pages out and did some static page. Say, Jamie. She might not be the most able and willing person but she did do some static page even if she did take quite a long time. Say, Rafizal. He might not be the most able and willing person but he did took his own initiative and actually come out with a donation form and code some web pages though I have to touch up on them to ensure that they work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind helping these people who tried and I'm even willing to help these people to redo if they are in my group or if I have the time. At least, I see the effort being put in even if it is minimal effort, at least they tried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like Colin should really reflect on themselves and think if getting free fishes or learning how to fish is a better. You can't save someone if he or she don't even want to save him or herself. That's all I'm gonna say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-2882950160744437577?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2882950160744437577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=2882950160744437577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2882950160744437577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2882950160744437577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-i-really-wonder-what-are-some.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-2359628825466650036</id><published>2008-11-23T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:13:17.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I finally have the time to blog. When I have all the time to blog, I don't have anything or don't even feel like blogging and when I do have something in mind that I wanted to blog about, I don't have the time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, 19 November is my birthday. Well, I didn't really celebrate unless you could say that rushing of project until the next morning is considered as birthday celebration uh. Anyway, last Sunday dined out with my family at Pizza Hut for lunch was nice. My brother ate like some hungry kid who had never eaten Pizza before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School had been taking a toll out of me and there is more to come. This past week, I had been going over to Ben's house to finish SWEN's Software Requirement project report. Sometimes, we even stayed over at his house until the next morning and this had been repeated for several days. I shall not comment on any of the screw ups encountered during this problem package. If I did, there will be a whole list of screw ups and it will bore the hell out of any of you, readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting next week, I will have only two weeks to complete an E-Commerce website. Bless me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, I wanna say that I got one cute granny. At about 8pm, I wanted to use the toilet but my granny entered the toilet first. I told her in a joking manner to hurry up because I wanna poo poo. Once she is done, she called my name and told me she's done. When she is about to walk past me, I placed my hand on her shoulder and she told me to let go of my hand and she is afraid that she might fall. Once I entered the toilet and started to do my business, she off the light shortly after! I called her out in a rather rude manner, exclaiming "Oi!". She heard it and on the light shortly and imitated me by saying "Oi!" Isn't she hilarious and cute!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done updating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃね!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-2359628825466650036?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2359628825466650036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=2359628825466650036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2359628825466650036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2359628825466650036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-i-finally-have-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-8914571445038270588</id><published>2008-11-10T22:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:11:57.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I'm here to update my blog. I have decided to update it when the grouping for ECSD assignment is out. So yeah, as I have expected, I will be grouping up with Rafizal and Colin. I shall elaborate a little more on that later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, I had SWEN presentation. Overall, I think I did quite well, up to the Q&amp;amp;A section whereby the SWEN subject leader took over for grading our presentation. After the lecture class, Miss Liang spoke to us about our grade and complimented that my group did very well. And when I leave the school with Joanne and Guo Bin, Joanne told me that among my group, my grade is the best, without taking the marks for the Q&amp;amp;A section since she is not the one who grades us. So yeah, I'm happy about it. Who wouldn't anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day which is last Thursday, I didn't attend school since I was sick but I didn't go to visit a doctor since I'm just having fever and feeling weak. Lazed my day on the bed and playing PSP. On the Friday, I went for the Microsoft Research Asia 21st Century Computing Conference at Suntec City. Before any big shots start giving talks, I left the venue with Aisyah, Triana and Rafizal and went to have our lunch. Then went over to slack at McDonald and had a double cheese burger and green tea. Wan Ying, Desmond and Chun You joined us shortly after that and then we went for a eating spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day whereby the ECSD teacher announced the groups for the ECSD assignment. Like I said previously, I know who my group members will be. Most likely, there will only be two people doing the assignment and there will be a high possibility that Colin will be doing pretty much nothing since I heard so many tales of his infamous free rider legacy. But I won't put him down cause of that until it actually happens. So yeah, let's hope he will do something constructive to help me with the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Jasper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-8914571445038270588?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8914571445038270588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=8914571445038270588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8914571445038270588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8914571445038270588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-im-here-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-6609836665590067108</id><published>2008-11-02T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:11:47.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My stomach had been feeling bloated and uncomfortable since I woke up at 3pm. Guess that's what happen when you decides to continue lazing on your bed with an empty stomach. Second week since school started is coming to an end soon. I'm gradually getting used to having 4 straight hours of lab lessons of facing the monitor, making a commerce website and programming it. Also, I had also finished SWEN presentation rehearsal. Somehow despite being a rehearsal, it is still graded. I was freaking cold that day and when it's my turn to present, I'm shivering and was rushing to finish my presentation. Until I noticed was giving me a glance that I stopped rushing and slow down the pace. Other than getting marked down cause of my body language, the rest was pretty decent. Hopefully, I won't get marked down too much for my body language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;じゃね!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-6609836665590067108?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6609836665590067108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=6609836665590067108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/6609836665590067108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/6609836665590067108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-stomach-had-been-feeling-bloated-and.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-2230337914191952872</id><published>2008-10-27T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:59:19.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Deepavali so there is no school since it's a public holiday. I totally forgot about it. Luckily, I had a conversation with Ben otherwise I would be going to school early in the morning to find that there is no lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall do a little update on my school life. I know it's a tad too late to blog about my first week of school but oh well, it's better than never. So for this semester, we are having semester block teaching which cover a subject within one term of a semester instead of dragging it over two terms. It's kind of nice since we have less subject to cover within one term although more stuffs to cover in a shorter time for a single subject. Anyway, I'm taking two subjects this term. The best thing about this term is that I do not need to bring anything to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first subject is E-Commerce Solution Development (ECSD). It's about setting up a business website and it's totally hands on which is a good thing. Otherwise, I would be wondering what on earth am I doing, taking Diploma in Information Technology as the last 3 semester is basically wasting time and learning not practical stuffs. The down side to this subject is that we are like rushing to complete parts of the website during each lesson and basically what we are doing is copy and paste unless you are diligent enough to read each of the chapter after the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second subject is Software Engineering (SWEN). Seriously, I don't know what the hell this subject is for. But anyway, I'm grouped with Guo Bin, Benjamin Lee, Joanne and Jamie for this subject's assignment. I think I might not do well for the assignment; I always need someone to guide me for assignments and this group has no one who can guide me through. Anyway, as long as I don't play around and totally neglect my studies and allow history to repeat itself of having my cGPA drop by 0.24. That's nice enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go now. じゃね!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-2230337914191952872?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2230337914191952872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=2230337914191952872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2230337914191952872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2230337914191952872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-deepavali-so-there-is-no.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-142202523485153112</id><published>2008-10-20T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:23:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marks the end of the holiday and first day of this semester. I am freaking tired right now. I went to the living room to sleep as I'm afraid that I might oversleep if I were to sleep on my bed. I had difficulties sleeping and it was only until around half past three that I managed to sleep. If you think that is bad enough, at six in the morning, my cousin's alarm rang! It's not that he had school in the morning and had to wake up so early. He didn't set the freaking alarm. Damn it, he totally ruined my sleep. Soon, I fell asleep again until 8am, my alarm rang. I pulled myself out of bed and take my own sweet time to bathe and brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my house at 8.20 and slowly walked to the bus stop. Bus came and I board the bus and reached the lab before 9am. Four hours of E-Commerce Solution Development (ECSD) lab classes with a nerdy looking male teacher isn't nice but fifteen minutes break every hour make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off now. Sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-142202523485153112?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/142202523485153112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=142202523485153112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/142202523485153112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/142202523485153112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-marks-end-of-holiday-and-first.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-8264946185978023267</id><published>2008-10-17T22:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:23:16.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did not went for the semester briefing because I overslept. Luckily I did not go for the semester briefing and got Poh Siew to sign for me for the attendance taking. The semester briefing ended up taking more than an hour. Instead of wasting time attending the semester briefing, I spent the time having a haircut at Fusion. My hair is short now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments ago, after finishing my meal, I placed the zhi char takeaway box at the table in my living room and returned back to my room to finish my drink. My granny seeing how fast I returned asked me whether did I throw the takeaway box into the rubbish chute. I turned to face my granny and went forward to her up-close. I said I haven't wash my mouth, nag some more and I will kiss you while attempting to kiss her. She was blocking my mouth with her face! That was hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-8264946185978023267?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8264946185978023267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=8264946185978023267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8264946185978023267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8264946185978023267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-did-not-went-for-semester-briefing.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-6414022986888612836</id><published>2008-10-13T22:27:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:23:58.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week of holiday and I'm starting school next week. I think it's better for me, as much as I hate school, at least I won't be spending most of my time at home. That's a good thing and the only good thing about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did anyone catch Channel 8's new variety show; Life Transformers? I enjoyed the show pretty much. It's nice especially the idea of having a show, helping out the needy. But of course, I'm not such a great Samaritan. The first episode is about helping an ex-convict's family to revamp his house, getting him a job and removing his existing tattoos. Oh yeah, Christopher is genuinely helpful, he himself clean whole of the dirty and full of stain toilet all by himself and the end result is totally different from the original look and he is totally drenched in his own sweat. And did I forget to mention that the next episode, they are going to clean a toilet much dirtier. The floor is seriously dirty and lots of black stain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-6414022986888612836?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6414022986888612836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=6414022986888612836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/6414022986888612836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/6414022986888612836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-week-of-holiday-and-im-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-4145806147577837279</id><published>2008-10-07T18:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:23:28.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really hate just how the elderly would get way defensive over their young grandchildren and covering up their asses simply because they are young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-4145806147577837279?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4145806147577837279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=4145806147577837279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/4145806147577837279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/4145806147577837279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-i-simply-hate-just-how.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-2443405058070909993</id><published>2008-10-03T19:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:23:13.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Do you need water to cook rice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone ask me this question at WLM. Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This someone has been living on this Earth for nearly 18 years. Is he trying to act cute or is he really that unknowing? In case my memory fails me that I couldn't remember in the future, it's Chun You who asked me this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-2443405058070909993?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2443405058070909993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=2443405058070909993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2443405058070909993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2443405058070909993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you-need-water-to-cook-rice-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-2425398167606115384</id><published>2008-09-26T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:24:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so dead. I was supposed to help Amenda cover her ass. I helped her to do an survey about candies last week and she put my age as 40 and my occupation as full time worker. This afternoon, I was playing DotA and then out of a sudden, my cousin shouted, "Kor Kor, you ren ta gei ni." which translated to English means, "Brother, someone call you." It was a man on the phone and I didn't pay much attention to the person on the phone as I was playing DotA which resulted in me having accidentally told the person my actual age and occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, the company called again. This time round, it was a lady. My granny told me that my friend called me so I picked up the phone. She asked me whether am I Yi Hao, I didn't thought of anything and answer yes right away. Then, I tactlessly told her my actual age and occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amenda is so screwed and I'm the one who screw her up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-2425398167606115384?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2425398167606115384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=2425398167606115384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2425398167606115384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/2425398167606115384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-4069824080971043569</id><published>2008-09-23T07:07:00.062+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:23:02.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All of us have Jasperacy chips akin to those casino chips. Let's call it J. chips in short. To keep it simple, unlike those casino chips which have a value on them and one chip could have a higher or lower value than another, all J. chip have same value on them. The quantity of J. chips you have depends on the relationship between you and a person and who you are, and it varies among different people. So you could have more J. chips with this person and less J. chips with that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In casino, the amount of chips you gain or lose depends on how much you bet. But when it comes down to J. chips, the amount of chips we gain or lose depends on our actions and there is no fix gain or lose. Also, how much we gain or lose through our actions varies from one person to another. So we could gain or lose, more or less, comparing one person to another and we can't control them. Also, the amount of J. chips we normally gain through our actions are significantly lesser compared to the amount of J. chips we normally lose. Why is that so? Human's nature, of course. Trust is easy to break yet hard to earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike casino chips which require you to trade money for them, we first earn J. chips through the first impression that we give. Also, unlike casino which requires you to trade in your money in order to receive casino chips, and once you are out of money and chips, you have nothing to bet. You could control the decision whether you want to loan money in order to get more chips which would get yourself into debts during the process. Unlike casino chips, once we are out of J. chips, we have no control whether we would like to get a loan to obtain more J. chips. We simply lose more J. chips and obtained what I called the negative J. chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might be thinking why on earth do I named it as J. chips. Some of you know that I use J to represent myself online. But most of you don't know is that J actually stands for Jasper. Jasperacy stands for doings of Jasper and the meaning of Jasper, at least in my terminology is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one who treasure&lt;/span&gt;. Since, I'm the one who come out with it, I shall name it after me. How many J. chips we have depends on how much we treasure things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have more J. chips, you could expect the person willing to go an extra mile for you. But when you start taking it for granted, thinking that what the person is doing for you is essential and you started abusing it, then be prepared to lose your J. chips and the quantity you lose depends on the person whom you have been abusing. And when you start thinking back about the stupid things you did back then, trying to compensate the person, you realised that things isn't going to simply return to how they used to be. You might find yourself putting in all of your efforts yet things don't turn out as optimistic as what you had hoped for. Worst still, things could appear to return to normal, but the truth is, there's a scar that you left behind and they are just wearing a mask not to make life difficult for you and themselves. And who could you blame for that, not them but yourself for not treasuring what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a must to treat everyone with kindness, though you should try. If you can't, at least identify those who you feel are important to you and those who treat you with kindness and pay them back with even more kindness than what they have showered you with. In the long run, you will find that what you gain from this process of giving and receiving much more valuable than what you had give. The quality of relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-4069824080971043569?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4069824080971043569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=4069824080971043569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/4069824080971043569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/4069824080971043569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-of-us-have-jasperacy-chips-akin-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-413736408329676853</id><published>2008-09-19T23:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:17:49.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After the holiday had started, I have not gone to anywhere outside Bedok other than the times when I had lunch with my family on Sunday since it's family day. It is quite a recent new thing introduced by my father and we would go to different places to have lunch together. Anyone of us could suggest where would we have our lunch at but the final say belongs to my dad though if I were the one who suggests it, he would go along with my suggestion. No doubt about it, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I met up with Jian Bin at Tampines and headed to Pasir Ris. We had satays and mee soto but both of them taste horrible. The auntie gave us chicken wings in our mee soto instead of pieces of shredded chicken, the soup isn't nice and she put too much pepper in it. The satays is edible but it isn't nice though it is better than the mee soto. Food is cleared in like 10mins and I went to Jian Bin's workplace, Nihou Mura at E!hub for interview. The facial expression of the manager when Jian Bin told him that I came for interview says it all even though when he asked the second head of that outlet yesterday and was told that they just need one more guy to work at that outlet. Oh, what a bummer. On my way down the escalator, I saw Jia Ying and she is crazily waving goodbye to me. She had changed quite a lot since the last time I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my dad afterwards for dinner and went home straight to catch a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-413736408329676853?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/413736408329676853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=413736408329676853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/413736408329676853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/413736408329676853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-holiday-had-started-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-5031863766595341076</id><published>2008-09-16T22:47:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:17:44.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before the holiday even started, I wanted to get a job so that I could get myself a MacBook. But after the holiday had started, I got lazy to search for a job by myself and I have got no one to introduce to a job. So, I decided that I shall do things that I like during the holiday and not work for the MacBook. The things I refer to is not game. I had pretty much lost interest in gaming and wanted to know more about the outside world. But I do have some problems; resistance to changes and lack of people who could make this easier for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my dad's house in the afternoon to collect my weekly pocket money. He asked me about my progress of getting a job and I told him that I had decided not to get a job as well as the lap top. Then, he continued to ask about how the lap top would help in my school work and things like that and told me that if I need it, go search for a lap top and then collect the money from him. But of course, the price can't be too ridiculous and I'm not that kind of guy who abused others' kindness. I've got a nice daddy uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-5031863766595341076?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5031863766595341076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=5031863766595341076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/5031863766595341076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/5031863766595341076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/09/before-holiday-even-started-i-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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-5603375023585842744.post-8782596847057193966</id><published>2008-09-11T23:17:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T02:17:18.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back from my hiatus of blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been rather emotional these past few days after watching Koizora movie and drama. It set me thinking about my life be it the past, present or future. There are so many thoughts running wild in my head and so many things that I want to blog about. Also, my chest is feeling really tight from this melancholy feeling. Whenever I try typing about all that had been going on in my head recently, my fingers stop, my mind becomes a blank and my eyes just stared at the monitor blankly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline is that I don't want my life to be as of now. I want and I need to add colors into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will have to stop here for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5603375023585842744-8782596847057193966?l=jheavenlydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8782596847057193966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603375023585842744&amp;postID=8782596847057193966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8782596847057193966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603375023585842744/posts/default/8782596847057193966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheavenlydays.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-long-time-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>J's Heavenly Days</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00278021310375455860</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>
