<?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-6615144</id><updated>2012-02-20T19:27:36.371+11:00</updated><category term='Gellies...'/><category term='Ever...ever....ever'/><category term='一天有一天'/><category term='Honours students'/><category term='What an ExciTiing MOnth'/><category term='A good Weekend'/><category term='Study'/><category term='Split personality'/><category term='Mentally Distressed'/><title type='text'>Jing-a-ling-a-ling</title><subtitle type='html'>MY life through the eyes of a BluR and PrettY creature</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615144.post-2147798538227208434</id><published>2007-10-04T16:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T16:41:15.036+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ever...ever....ever'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever know a secret you can't tell?&lt;br /&gt;Ever had plan you can't make sense of?&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt joyful yet sorrowful?&lt;br /&gt;Ever lived you life day by day with no future plans?&lt;br /&gt;Ever count down to a deadline?&lt;br /&gt;Ever, ever, ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 days and counting down to the handing in of my thesis. Stressed yet procrasinating. What a great irony. Think I am to a point where my brain activity is well below normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do now, is procrasinate. Listed are the 4 MAJOR forms of procrasination:&lt;br /&gt;1) Deciding what I should do NEXT year (pHD.... supervisors....projects....)&lt;br /&gt;2) Thinking about the past semester which is not over yet, and reminiscing about the most challenging and exciting semester in my entire 4 years. And it hasn't even ended!&lt;br /&gt;3) Thinking about how I should play in the next few months about my thesis submission&lt;br /&gt;4) Reading pHD comic strips at &lt;a href="http://www.phdcomics.com/"&gt;http://www.phdcomics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all fellow Honours mates thinking about doing a pHD out there,&lt;br /&gt;cheers and press on.. for the time is near!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-2147798538227208434?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2147798538227208434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=2147798538227208434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/2147798538227208434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/2147798538227208434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/10/ever-know-secret-you-cant-tell-ever-had.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-6177820731768450660</id><published>2007-09-05T11:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:11:10.062+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Split personality'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh... I hate confrontations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hate to watch the clock tick and then tock. My heart racing as if I was runing in a 100m race that is never ending. * Oh wait... that equalsto a cross-country race* (stupid Jing)! I have prepared my speech for confrontation. It is like a battle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   How should I end it off? It has been great working with you and I hope it will continue for the better? or Smile and walk off? Or Lets pray??? Not as if I have nothing else to do! I have plenty to do. Gosh, now I understand why Shimei said that our God is hilarious, a very good sense of humour indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thought presidency could be fun and easy and hopefully smooth-riding! But no.... Why must I be so freaking stubborn and why the heck must I put myself in such a big mess. If I were to close one eye and heck about it, everything will go on smoothly and I will have no troubles at all. Why must I have a warped thinking? WHy do I like changes, challenges? Why the heck did I decide to even take up honours and presidency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Gosh... Now that I have both, I need to at least do my best and give my all. At least that way , I know I have done my part and my best. Last semester as an undergraduate and this is the best parting gift! *no sacarsm intended*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ramble, ramble.... Jing..Jing... are you there??? Sorry everyone, Jing has decided to take a break from the world, pardon her.. She has been in the lab all week and all day. If she is not in the lab she is dealing with some OCF stuff. Please pardon her for being cranky and ignoring the rest of the world! As her other Jing, I will  forgive her.....:) you see she is ignoring me too so you have no right to blame her... Muahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Whats with facebook? Ailing.. why do I need a facebook when I have you to update me? Besides, I don't mind being the last to know everything since it always happen and I am so used to it. As long as I am not the last to know that I am getting married on my wedding day! Ha... Another question, ailing, the &lt;u&gt;queen of stoner&lt;/u&gt;! How to stone?  I can't seem to sit down and do nothing... even if I try to do nothing, my brain is thinking about work and other stuff? Whats the difference between stoning and rocking? Better give me a report on that since you are so free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-6177820731768450660?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/6177820731768450660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=6177820731768450660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/6177820731768450660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/6177820731768450660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/09/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-1929551672058370796</id><published>2007-08-02T12:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:03:13.573+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What an ExciTiing MOnth'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    I can't help but rattle on about my exciting and challenging life ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;    First and foremost, my precious house has been taken away from me! Current Status: Homeless-to-be. My plan will be to move my mattress into the lab and make the lab my home. It will be the most convenient thing ever, and it will also fulfil my desire to stay close to school. It is perfect! Fast ADSL, Phone Line, Bathrooms on every alternate level, Security Building, Close to school. Rent: Free, all bills included! That is the best package ever... I wonder why no one has ever done that yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;   Secondly, I am in the midst of looking for a supervisor to apply for my pHD. The due date is over but I am still trying my best to look for one so that I can start next semester. If not, I haven gotten the the time to think of my plan yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;   Thirdly, August is here. Hate the month! In 2 months time, I have to submit my thesis and therefore I have to do all my research soon and start writing it! Which will be a pain! My plan: .... erm, START soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;   Fourthly, I have got a PTC  (Preliminary theology course) exam coming up soon! My plan is to study for it and hopeflly do enough to pass it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;   Fifthly, I have so many meetings to go to.... Structural changes in OCF! Alternative plan: I dun have one... Its a must go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;    Sixthly, Presidency for OCF... Pretty fun! My plan is to delegate all my job away! HAHAHH!! the evil dictator inside me is coming forth....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;    On top of all that.. I do have many other commitments. See how exciting my month is, or rather my last semester as an undergraduate is? For some reason, I am no worried at all or not stressed at all! In fact, I am very much relaxed about it, maybe I have adapted well to the aussie culture, or maybe I am just immune to it and my threshold for being stress has increased tremondously over the years. Or maybe it is just the fact that I know my God is way powerful and the strength within me is no longer mine but bestowed by Him. See.. I am not superwoman... just a child of God! hehehhe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-1929551672058370796?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/1929551672058370796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=1929551672058370796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/1929551672058370796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/1929551672058370796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-cant-help-but-rattle-on-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-7982343619897272006</id><published>2007-07-09T14:49:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T14:49:52.654+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=thj8c9KXkkc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=thj8c9KXkkc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-7982343619897272006?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7982343619897272006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=7982343619897272006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/7982343619897272006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/7982343619897272006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/07/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-2449626776506448599</id><published>2007-06-26T15:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T15:22:46.541+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mentally Distressed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am mentally DISTRESSED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   As a matter of fact, I had an exam yesterday and I am still suffering from the after effects of it. Oh well, it was a very long and hard paper, I am just crossing my fingers that I will do well. Oh did I mention how long it was???? There was no time limit to the exam and so I went abit over board, I was in there from 9am to 6.30pm. Well I thought it was going to last only 5 hours but I guess nobody actually finished it in 5 hours! (PS. I was not the last one out of the exam hall.. apparently the latest one was about 9.30pm) Guess this exam could be on the guiness book of records for the &lt;u&gt;longest sit down paper&lt;/u&gt; ever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So you can imagine how LONg it was.. thankfully i brought bread in. And becuase they did not anticipate for it to be so long, there was no lunch break. Our lovely supervisor brought biscuits for us nevertheless...the good old arnotts. It was an interesting experience considering we were the first guinea pigs to try out this format for the honours cohort. Wonder if this beats writing an essay, well I guess it will be the same as an essay considering the fact that i actually wrote about 11-12 pages on the computer. You knwo what i think, I think it is secretly a psych experiments to see how the brain function. Seriously, in the beginning of the exam, we were perky and writing away, by about 3 plus, things got way harder. We were hungry from the lack of lunch, and then our brain start acting slowly, and my sentences were more incoherant than ever. In fact, i don't think I was making much sense of what I was writing at the end of everything but just repeating my point over and over again in different format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   All exams should be like that... no time limits, lunch provided, exercise by walking around is permitted and talking was allowed. I guess cause most of the people in the room had different paper to analyse so it didn't really matter and besides, there was no right or wrong answer to the paper. It was an opinon thing and as long as you state your opinon and justify it, I guess it should be ok. However, the paper was hard to understand or even to read it, therefore I wasn't sure if at the end of everything I actually state my stand and properly justify it. What the heck, they should at least not fail me considering the effort and time I spent in that exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Right, now i need to rest from all the mental distress caused last night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-2449626776506448599?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2449626776506448599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=2449626776506448599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/2449626776506448599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/2449626776506448599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-mentally-distressed-as-matter-of.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615144.post-4839390999754910317</id><published>2007-05-30T11:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T11:19:14.963+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honours students'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fM3ZBQJVdk/RlzQNnaTJgI/AAAAAAAAABA/XbsrmXu02VA/s1600-h/hons_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070156212848502274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fM3ZBQJVdk/RlzQNnaTJgI/AAAAAAAAABA/XbsrmXu02VA/s320/hons_07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a photo to show my 'Mader' as evidence and prove that I am really doing my honours. By the way, above is the picture of the whole entire honours class of 2007. If you can't find me (thats impossible! I am the prettiest one there so should stand out quite abviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-4839390999754910317?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/4839390999754910317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=4839390999754910317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/4839390999754910317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/4839390999754910317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-photo-to-show-my-mader-as-evidence.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fM3ZBQJVdk/RlzQNnaTJgI/AAAAAAAAABA/XbsrmXu02VA/s72-c/hons_07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615144.post-5207126455499304116</id><published>2007-05-30T10:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T11:07:24.228+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gellies...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have realised that I haven exactly shown what I have been doing for the past few months. Besides nothing (I admit, thats about 90% of my time), I do Gellies (Not edible but pretty!)  After months of practicing I can too come up with pretty nice ones like these below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070150053865399794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fM3ZBQJVdk/RlzKnHaTJfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YXWiv6LoB9k/s320/120307_agarose_minigel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   For  those who do not understand what the gel means, thats ok... You just don't belong to one of the smarties and intellects. Just thought that it would be a waste to tug such a sexy gellie photo in my computer and not show the whole world. Only revealing its beauty to the world will do it justice. I have decided to give this gel a name.... its called..... Gelly. (I am a scientist, what do you expect? Can't come up with any other fancier name than this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So any-oh-how, I have to start thinking of a present of Big Wynne and Big Jim... What a pity I wouldn't be able to attend their wedding, oh well, I will try my best to think of a present that will make my presence known! I am quite bend of singing 'The Goslings' for their wedding, its a lovely and beautiful song. Even though it has a little sad ending, but well, at least its a 'Till death do us part' kinda song. Isn't it &lt;strong&gt;ROMANTIC? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   &lt;/strong&gt;Oh.... totally forgot! The exciting thing this week was my trip to &lt;em&gt;Lowenbrau&lt;/em&gt; yesterday. It was cool and cold to see old man dressed in short shorts bouncing around and singing and playing. All for the sake of at atomsphere and entertaining the consumers. Almost wanted to stand up and start singing and dancing with them and bounce around. But well, I have a reputation to keep and I am gentle, &lt;strong&gt;I don't dance around in public&lt;/strong&gt;! I would really love to upload the photos of my delicious yummy food.. Soon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-5207126455499304116?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/5207126455499304116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=5207126455499304116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/5207126455499304116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/5207126455499304116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-realised-that-i-haven-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fM3ZBQJVdk/RlzKnHaTJfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/YXWiv6LoB9k/s72-c/120307_agarose_minigel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615144.post-75620791847650775</id><published>2007-04-16T10:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T11:00:50.298+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A good Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What a great weekend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I always Love weekends since they give me a chance to rest and be away from work and school and just fellowshipping with the BIG 'happy family'! However, I have been having so much fun and so little sleep, but then again, I sacrifice sleep anytime for some FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  Well my weekend currently starts on thursday now, considering the fact that people spend half day in school on friday and plus the whole friday just involves eating cake and listening to seminar so i won't consider that as work at all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  Anyway, went for karaoke on thursday night from 10pm to 2am! I Love karaokes except the whole cheena group is gone!!! I miss Jiamin, Vivian, Sam, Trish.... the chinese gang!!! Even though there were a number of chinese songs sang, but it was different! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  I think I am getting old. Firstly it is hard for me to stay awake past a certain time and after that big night out yesterday, I think I had a hangover from the lack of sleep. Can't believe of all times, Ihad to make an appointment with my Supervisor at 9am in the morning. I am so glad it went pretty well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;Thanks to pohbwee who adores waking up in the wee hours of the morning and find pleasure in torturing me to wake up superbly early on a weekend (which i usually sleep in). But thanks to Aaron for driving us there so that we don't have to wake up earlier..  It was Servant's retreat and I thought it was a unique one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lessons Learnt:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;1) OCF is a place where we strongly endorsed Good doctrinal teachings, but as what Chris Chua said, we become really critical about the teachings of others that sometimes we make a really big hooha about their teachings (i am not referring to downright heretical teachings) that we criticise them in a ungodly way. I guess thats probably something that we should think about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;2)  After listening to the many OCFers talked about how OCF has helped them, it reminded me once again how this ministry does change and helped people to grow. I would testify to that as well, I should be grateful to what OCF has done for me and should try to impart these experiences to others and serve the rest who are new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;3)  After listening to all the oldies, we should have hope! We should not always be pessimitic but optimistic with prayer. When times get tough and tiring in serving, there is always prayer and the knowlege of GOd being always there with us to help us going in this ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  Any-oh-how, after a tired day of talks and discussion, we played POKER!!! Somehow it is THE GAME now to play. But it was extrememly Fun and it seems like we have been playing forever. Ultimately, the fellowship with the different people is the most enjoyable especially when all of us at OCF have different talents to show. What can I say???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;OCF is a bunch of extremely talented people for Christ, and in OCF we strive to help people discover their talents!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-75620791847650775?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/75620791847650775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=75620791847650775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/75620791847650775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/75620791847650775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-great-weekend-i-always-love.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615144.post-7201952478211551198</id><published>2007-04-12T15:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T15:20:09.443+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='一天有一天'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Yet another day has passed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I have already been in the lab for a long time and all I did was trying to make this blog look pretty with my own effort... I hate decorating blogs,it is too tiring. I think the most interesting thing is looking forward to singing K later in the night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I have read about 2cm thick of papers today and I am just saturated with nothing else going in. My mind is like a blank paper with many dots and I can't even make out what those dots are.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Words???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Pictures???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Whatever, you know the only thing that keeps me entertain is the tree outside my lab. Its huge and long and I feel like climbing it at the moment. As the tree sways with the wind, so my mind longs to sway into a deep deep sleep!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Another long day after another, no strange encounters..just a peacefully calm afternoon and a really Lazy one too. So many things to do.... So much time to procrasinate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Will get back to work then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;ARh.. wait... what shall I have for dinner???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Chicken?? &lt;/span&gt;    KoK Kok Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Cow???     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Moo Moo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pig???      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Oink Oink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Lamb???     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Beah Beah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Fish????    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Bloop Blob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Rice????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;             Ah....ahm (Burp!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-7201952478211551198?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/7201952478211551198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=7201952478211551198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/7201952478211551198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/7201952478211551198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/04/yet-another-day-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-2676007754711140392</id><published>2007-04-11T14:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T14:33:34.155+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like eating Dim Sum!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fM3ZBQJVdk/RhxlHQH9A_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SIWo9lXiU8o/s1600-h/DSC00581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fM3ZBQJVdk/RhxlHQH9A_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SIWo9lXiU8o/s320/DSC00581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-2676007754711140392?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/2676007754711140392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=2676007754711140392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/2676007754711140392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/2676007754711140392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-feel-like-eating-dim-sum.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fM3ZBQJVdk/RhxlHQH9A_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SIWo9lXiU8o/s72-c/DSC00581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615144.post-3458343281552788384</id><published>2007-02-27T18:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:37:46.373+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;     Its 6 pm and the clock is ticking away. The surroundings....not a single human being in sight, just some E.coli accompanying me on this hot and sunny day! What a good day to be out in the sun baking unfortunately i am stuck in the lab getting a feel of what research is like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well today is the official start of my lab work. Really enjoying it and looking forward to it. One of the senior lab members Orsola was laughing at my enthusiasm to do lab, but i guess its just the first day. I figured as time goes by, my passion will decrease so myabe starting with a burst of energy might be a good thing after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     These few days, have been really encouraging. By God's grace, OCF have gotten alot of contacts and suddenly I see the light at the end of the tunnel. I guess somethings aren't possible with our own hands. For the past few years, we have been so pessimistic, so bleak... its time for a change. Instead of taking matters to our own hands because of our pride, lets be humble and ask for help. Humans are prideful people by nature, asking for help is something not in our dictionary, (this is exceptionally true for men when it comes to directions). There is a saying: the future is in your hands! That isn't possible is it? Where is a future without life? How can you control your life? Your survival? Your future stem from your life, and your life stems from God's grace. Where is a life without God. Coincidentally, Where is the life of OCF without God??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So.... is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Where is OCF in God's eye?&lt;br /&gt;2) Where is God in OCF's eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 similar questions with 2 very different meaning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.... time to go home.... The clock ticked twelve and the mouse is gonna run...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-3458343281552788384?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/3458343281552788384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=3458343281552788384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/3458343281552788384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/3458343281552788384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-6-pm-and-clock-is-ticking-away.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-116635033996226200</id><published>2006-12-17T21:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:12:19.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in the midst of a mission trip at the moment! For details and pictures of the trip please visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ocfsydneymissions06.blogspot.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-116635033996226200?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/116635033996226200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=116635033996226200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/116635033996226200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/116635033996226200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-in-midst-of-mission-trip-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-116235455397418415</id><published>2006-11-01T15:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:15:53.986+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am procrasinating!!! Procrasinating!!! Procrasinating!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Work work work!!! Exam Exam Exams!!! and all I can think about is PLAY PLAY PLAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-116235455397418415?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/116235455397418415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=116235455397418415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/116235455397418415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/116235455397418415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-procrasinating-procrasinating.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-115890061081811898</id><published>2006-09-22T14:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T14:50:10.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here with nothing to do, its a lazy sunny afternoon! Gee, time flies when you have nothing to do and when you have work piling up time flies even faster! Gosh, I have heaps of work to do and i have no idea where to start... Just finish printing out all my lecture notes and oh my there are heaps of notes. Gosh, wats wrong...where did they all come from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And so, just had a biology class and it is filled with seriously weird environmentalist advocates. Those people who campaign for the 'switch to clean enegy' on campus and would rather the government fork out a million bucks to save a particular species of frogs that were going to die anyway rather than putting in the money to do find a cure for maybe even AIDS or heart disease human! Afterall their logic, why bother spending more money on humans since there are so many of us. Sacrifice a few of us to save some tiny little reptiles that i don't even appreciate seems alot more nobel than people who spend their life researching to better humanity. Besides i think they forgot that they are humans too themselves and secondly, HUMANS are the ony that actually pay the government taxes for conservation projects. So think about it, do they really think that humans aka taxpayers like us (maybe not me at the moment) would rather see their hard earned money spent on saving cute little frogs or giving another chance for them at life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Met up with one of the potential supervisor for the honours application, it went well and i am extremely glad it did. I really really hope i will get it though, it is to do with tissue engineering of the skin. WIll not go into details before i start boring everyone... but just to cut it short! I want to do the project!! Please take me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Had an interesting morning just talking to one of the american exchange student. It is so funny how everyone goes, oh so which part of singapore are you from? Took me a few minutes to say we are just a DOT on the map that there is absolutely no point in dividing us up into the east side and the west side even though there is some underlying conflict or segregation between the boon lay side and the pasir ris side!  But then again, where is the line drawn? What relly depicts the west and what depicts the east? We are all in ONE, unity and harmony! Orh... how sweet! Come on... Group HUG!!!! Feel like reciting the pledge now, oh watever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Alright got to catch up on lunch and hopefully i will get to eat my salmon sashimi which i have been craving for for the longest time, during the break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-115890061081811898?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/115890061081811898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=115890061081811898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115890061081811898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115890061081811898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-sitting-here-with-nothing-to-do-its.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-115702972939464434</id><published>2006-08-31T22:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T23:08:49.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Relationships, relationships...how bizzare people can be. How many times have you heard, "Oh poor thing, that guy is a ****! I have been in that situation before and it sucks!" everytime you get rejected or dumped. How weird! Why are we always so resentful when we call it quits with the other 'so-called' half? Why can't we be filled with joy that at least now you know that he is not Mr. right instead of just wasting your time to try and correct the other person to be you 'perfect' lover!&lt;br /&gt;   Just thought it is just so weird how we like to immense ourselves in sorrow all the time when we can choose to be happy! Hands up for those who get a kick out of reading other people's broken relationships and go hey that sounds like me too! Why do people like saying stuff that make other people sympathasize about them? Why do people like to put so much emphasis on the negative side of things... is it because it makes them feel good when people sympathise or take pity on them? Hm... how weird human behaviour is? Thankfully i am studying animal behaviour now, not that it is much exciting or wat at least it is so much easier. According to the lecturer, everything that the animal do or has, is about SEX! Like for example, why do giraffes have long necks? Is it because of lamark's theory that trees are getting taller and therefore they need longer necks to reach the top of the tree! Well that is the innocent and naive story that we all hear in secondary school isn't it! Well the truth is to attract MATES! But thankfully again, we are not animals, or at least I am not an animal, don't know if it is true for some chee ko peks out there!&lt;br /&gt;   Oh well have to return to my pile of readings for my debate topic on some human evolution thing.  What the crap, considering that I really don't believe in it, i still have to put on my acting skills to try and convince my audience even though i am not convinced myself at all! Whats life without its contradictions? Don't contradictions in life just bring so much enjoyment and challenges?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-115702972939464434?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/115702972939464434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=115702972939464434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115702972939464434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115702972939464434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/08/relationships-relationships.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-115639835860752630</id><published>2006-08-24T15:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:45:58.613+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Footsteps in Mervin's Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/collage1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Profile:&lt;br /&gt;  Name: Mervin Chow&lt;br /&gt;  Age:     Ask Him&lt;br /&gt;  Vital Statistics: Who knows&lt;br /&gt;  Current location: Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;  Strengths: Tall, Dark, Handsome, Can cook, Can clean, Can handle money, Godly, Mature, Patient, a good listener and a very GOOD friend. *Awwwww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This profile is brought to you by: Jing, Shimei and James.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-115639835860752630?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/115639835860752630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=115639835860752630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115639835860752630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115639835860752630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/08/footsteps-in-mervins-life-profile-name.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-115587235859414458</id><published>2006-08-18T13:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T13:39:18.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Has there ever been a time when you feel really really small in this big world, not that we are not but somehow there is a feeling of insignificance in this world. Maybe i have come to a realisation that it is not about me, it was never about me. Have you ever wanted to just fade into the background and just become background noise? Well i have got the noise part, but sometimes i just want to go unnoticed and just hide in my little closet apart from the world, apart from everybody else but somehow i think i fear loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Question of the day! How do you appreciate yourself? How do you tell yourself that you appreciate your own existence. Just wondering? I was just contemplating about LIFE in general (not that i contemplate alot just that i have nothing else to do with my spare times since assignments are not rolling in at the moment but soon). I felt abit guilty shutting some people out and making them feel unappreciated cause i totally understand how they feel right now. So just wanna make it a point to those whom they think that nobody appreciate them, I appreciate you for being my friend and be a part in the making of my autobiography (aka life)! I think if i list everybody, the list will go on and on and on and it will never end.... not that i have a lot of friends but just listing them is a bit tedious at the moment considering I am not a very fast and good typer. Btw for those who read this, please answer my question of the day! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Back to the part on insignificance. Have it ever dawned upon you, what your existence on earth is about? Well for a moment, i almost lost sight of my purpose and existence on earth. I began to question 'who am i'?  I waver abit on the assurance that I have and look for other worldly assurance, like gaining recognition and praises from man. Which then again, it is very hard to find, how can anyone ever find any assurance of their significance and purpose just by gaining worldly materials? How can anyone be assured of their being just by the praises and appreciation of men? Cos that never comes and that is so hard to get or even try getting. So what is then my purpose? Hard as it shall be, to glorify God with everything. But then again, who doesn't want to be praised, accepted, acknowledged, loved by other fellow homo sapiens? I do but thats secondary. If that becomes an epitome or a desire to have then that will be very SAD cos humans sin and our love is only conditional and we are selfish and self-centred people that we are so stingy with our words of praises, encouragment but always filled with critic be it negative or positive. Everyday, I will try to lead a life glorifying GOD, i don't want to live in the words 'if only', don't want to live in regrets....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lord you told me who I am, I am yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-115587235859414458?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/115587235859414458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=115587235859414458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115587235859414458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115587235859414458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/08/has-there-ever-been-time-when-you-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-115165865184217925</id><published>2006-06-30T18:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T19:10:51.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are finally OVER! I started it off with a ring and ended it off  with a bang! The first paper was literally starting it off with a ring! The fact that the fire alarm went off before we actually went into the exam hall really gave me a adrenaline rush on top of my already extremely high levels of adrenaline due to nervousness and STRESS! But anyway the firefighters came in and gave the thumbs up and the exam started 30 mins later. GOsh that was definately some excitment to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 2 and 3 were alright and considering the fact that the stupid world cup was a little bit distracting, it went pretty alright. The last paper ended with a BANG! I mean a really BAD bang! the quesiton paper was questioning me and i was questioning the question paper. How bad can that get? If you tink that by not being able to answer the questions is bad, try having to do that with a severe LACK of TIME! It cannot get any worse and my only consolation was to see that the people around me were feeling the same way too so thank GOD i am not alone! That sound super evil and I am EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, wats with people nowadays? The weather is freaking cold and the girls are still parading around in their short mini skirts and revealing tops which cover alomost NOTHING! Seriously i feel so cold for them considering the fact that i wear like 3 layers out. Maybe they just have thicker skin than i do. I was just wondering throughout the years, fashion has been everchanging from short to shorter to minis and the clothes just get lesser and lesser but more and more expensive. I really wonder where the next trend will lead us to? Will there ever be a shorter than NOTHING at all, maybe we will all go back to primitive age and wear what our forefathers once wore, maybe slab some leaves and blend in with mother nature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-115165865184217925?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/115165865184217925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=115165865184217925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115165865184217925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115165865184217925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/06/exams-are-finally-over-i-started-it-off.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-115098362868842081</id><published>2006-06-22T23:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:40:28.703+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its raining and its gloomy. Its dark and I am home alone! No lights....no food! DArn I am hungry! What can be worst then being cold, hungry, lonely and gloomy. And to add to all that depressing environment, I have to be mugging for my paper tommorrow morning! Gosh! I have no LIFE! Thankfully, I am looking on the bring side of life at the moment.... not panicking but just relaxing and feeling the itch to watch World Cup! The fever is on and gosh all I can do is hear my neighbours scream at every goal shot. Bleahz..... Just want to get the exams over and done with! Come on man... Why do I even need a degree? Why do I even need to study and use my brain? Why???? Its ok, I don't really want to know the answer, in fact I think, secretly, deep down.. I do know the answer but heck I just want to COMPLAIN! I am a true blue singaporean after all! I just want to rattle and type since now that i am alone at home, I have noone to talk to except my four walls, actually i have more than that but i just can't be bothered to use my brain to count how many walls i have at home!&lt;br /&gt;   So anyway.. Exams Exams.. they never fail to bring abundant joy and stress to my life. I started my first paper with a bang! I don't mean i did really well but before the paper started, the fire alarm went off and we have to be evacuated from the building. How cool is that, an extremely memorable exam indeed it is! So anywa not like i took the extra time to study or watsoever, i just chill and see how the people around me are freaking out! It is actually quite fun you know!! HAHA! So yar the sadistic me! But gosh, even thought the paper was 2.5 hours long, I wish it was like 4 hours or something! There was no TIME to finish the paper and it is really funny how everyone starts cracking their knuckle in the middle of the exam cos their hands became too tired from all that writing. After the exam, everyone starts complaining about how little time they have. In fact i think the paper was doable just that in the amount of time given, it wasn't! I am not somekind of superman where I can use both hands to write and multi task but answering 2 questions at a time you know! Don't yo wish sometimes during th eexam you can just do that. It is just amazing how pple can still leave halfway, wonder if there are just pure smartass or just plain dumb! I choose the latter at least it makes me feel better! HAHAHA!  Ok got to go back to STUDY and mug my eyes out through the night. Brain... CHECK! I'm glad it is still there and working!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-115098362868842081?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/115098362868842081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=115098362868842081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115098362868842081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/115098362868842081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-raining-and-its-gloomy.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114918163598471628</id><published>2006-06-02T02:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T03:07:16.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a war this week i tell you. Firstly, i had a Bio-applications of recombinant technology presentation to present and then i had to start doing up the group presentation dued today or rather yesterday since it is passed 3 in the morning. Then today i am rushing a biochem assignment due today at 5 pm so yup i am here typing away cos i am sick of doing my work and i need a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know, i have not been sleeping well for the past few nights. So if you see me yawning in front of you please don't take me wrong. You are not boring, its me! I am damn TIRED! So anyway i really hope i can get my sleep debt back!*YAWNZzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway got to type this down... I am super duper duper happy today. All my efforts was paid off... In fact my group worked really really well and all the credits goes to all my beloved group mates although some may be really bossy but still they made fantastic partners. It was really great working with you guys and I must say it was indeed fun! So anyway the leacturer commented that the poster was one of the best seen in the room and gosh we were super happy! Can you imagin e someone singing praise for your work...after all the long nights of slogging away you finally gain recognition and you can just marvel at the work you have done and think to yourself again, how intelling you are and give yourself a pat. *pat Jing* I was really glad that all went well, even the question and answer time, even though i just crapped my way through, shw said we answered really well...hehe *phew almost died when talking to her cos i was flushing like crazy due to nervousness. Thank God i managed to hide it really well and sound confident and intelligent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway now that i am really happy and really like being praised. Please continue in your act of kindness by praising me more!! HAHA....  So QUICK praise me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114918163598471628?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114918163598471628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114918163598471628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114918163598471628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114918163598471628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-has-been-war-this-week-i-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114895060111872546</id><published>2006-05-30T10:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:56:41.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LAtely, I have this whole craze of watching waltz disney nowadays. Can't seem to get enough of my childhoos years. Watch 'Ltittle Mermaid' and now i have to think of another cartoon to watch. What should I watch? Maybe beauty and the beast, Cinderella and Aladdin. Argh!! Take a vote, I can't watch all 3. On top of all that i want to watch a few movies! Poisedon, Take the Lead and The Break-up! Anyway thank you jiamin for taking the lead to ask me to watch 'Take the Lead'.... BUT wat perfect timing! Can't you choose a better time?? ARGH! nvm, i will take the lead now and ask someone else. *HMRPH* Shimei want to watch with me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... HAPPY BIRTHDAY DES! Will not disclose your age since a woman's age is a secret and i presume you can be considered one! HAHA. Wish i could sing her a birthday song but i dun think it is possible cos you can't see a tune so watever des just imagine me singing to you lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eekk.... had to tell you all about a cockroach. As i was doing the dishes... *yes, i do dishes* there was this huge ugly looking thing aka cockroach staring right into my face. And fo course, i didn't scream... I just ran away. And the damsel had to save the hero in distress. Damsel= shimei. Hero=Jing. So anyway Shimei killed it and hahaha It's DEAD! It deserves it, doesn't it know any manners, it is rude to stare at people straight in the eye, serve it right, for scaring a poor girl like that! *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys watched singapore idol? Oh my, i wonder if it is a singing competition or a competition to seek out the best comedians? They are so hilarious, i can't believe it. Spent a few hours watching and LMAOing. It absolutely made my day! Its a Happy Day! What a beautiful morning.... ramble ramble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114895060111872546?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114895060111872546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114895060111872546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114895060111872546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114895060111872546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/05/lately-i-have-this-whole-craze-of.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114882849472799475</id><published>2006-05-29T00:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T01:01:34.740+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOsh, so much work to do yet so little time. Work seems to be never ending, i wonder why? Anyway i am typing this entry cos i can't get to sleep. There is this strong burnt smell in our house at the moment and i could smell it despite having a blocked nose and all our windows and doors closed. So anyway me and shimei had a little investigation and we have a suspect- our neighbour! Being the paranoidal girls, we are just afraid that it would be a fire and so we are keeping a watch on our door just in case there is smoke emitting out of her house. Wonder if we can be considered as kind neighbours or just paranoid people. I rather choose the former saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway went to watch "The Creation" chorale presentation. It was so magnificent and beautiful and it brings back memories. I miss those choir days standing in front of the stage and drowning many people with our beautiful and angelic voices. Well last time, i was angelic. Not tat i am not now, maybe just a little less angelic than before. HAHA.. Back to the concert. The soprano has a very good diaphragm and a really good voice range. So powerful and mighty, really awesome. Gosh i really want to sing now. Laalalalaaa especially at SYF and carolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last bible study for OCF ended just 2 days ago. Indeed i have learnt much from John's gospel, actually come to think about it, it has got me thinking alot. Stuff on which i know but yet never take it to heart and it serves as a good reminder to me. Hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114882849472799475?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114882849472799475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114882849472799475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114882849472799475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114882849472799475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/05/gosh-so-much-work-to-do-yet-so-little.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114813455698388430</id><published>2006-05-20T23:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:15:57.006+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh...something is happening to me! Lately, I just have a feeling of doing nothing. Absolutely nothing at all. Sometimes i just wish i was a STONE, then I can stone my life away.&lt;br /&gt;   Haiz.. I miss walking around alone in the dark. It is in the night where all your thoughts start coming to you and you do feel little depressed or even smarter when attempting to do work. Gosh wish I could walk endlessly and aimlessely at this time of the night. Just admiring the serenity of the night, calm and quiet, just wat i need after a busy DAY. If only i could just keep on walking and walking, no turning back, i wonder where it will lead me? At some point of time, i will reach the waters, a dead end since australia is an island, or if i walk along the sides of australia, i will never end, just going around in circles. Such is an enjoyment in life, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;  I so want to go to the park now. Since young, i have always enjoyed the park. Everytime i sit on the swing and look at the kids play, all my troubles seem to far away. There is always this joy in kids that they exhinit that never fails to bring warmth and joy to my heart. Looking at their child-likeness, the trouble free day, I long to be a child again. How innocent and pure! All i could see on their faces are smiles and all i could hear are their laughters. Such is a joy of having kids around. Gosh i think i really should be a kindergarden teacher, i think i have chosen the wrong career path but then again it will never stop my dream of opening an orphanage. I miss those times than i can jump off the swing with my siblings. I miss those times as kids we play teacher and student, supermarket, doctor and nurse. Why do we have to grow up and apart? I sure miss those times and I miss laying on bed beside my sister talking about nothing. I  miss my brother always running to me for advice on the clothes to wear, the presents to buy for girls and even the little things how tying his tie. I miss my sister always running and giving me koala hugs when i get home, cook lunch together, go shopping together and always looking up to me for advices. My siblings have grown up but yet to me they are always so young and so small.&lt;br /&gt;   I MISS them so MUCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114813455698388430?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114813455698388430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114813455698388430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114813455698388430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114813455698388430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/05/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114727127739429544</id><published>2006-05-11T00:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T00:27:57.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Past, The Present, Who knows about the Future?&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Just some pictures of old baranbas church and the fire!&lt;br /&gt;The building is gone, but the Church lives on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The LORD giveth and the LORD taketh away. Blessed be the name of the LORD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114727127739429544?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114727127739429544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114727127739429544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114727127739429544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114727127739429544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/05/past-present-who-knows-about-future.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114726983294490052</id><published>2006-05-10T23:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T00:03:52.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In loving memory of St Barnabas Church&lt;br /&gt;May 10 2006&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  What a Sad day it is. A day in history.... St Barnabas went into flames at 3.30 in the morning. And all i have left of this building in which i have spend most of my time in be it attending services, internet ministry, OCF or even small events is memories and pictures of this historical icon in Sydney. Sad indeed but I continually thank God for graciously allow me to have a part in making St. Barnabas my home. Even though all I have left or will have of this building will only be these faithful pictures but yet what I have taken home and left in a part of my heart will not only be the building but the laughter, joys, sorrows, preserverance, with every memory created.  All these memories, leading bible studies in Church, doing welcoming in Church, Having the first Kids Games in Church, Leading worship in church, being the bookstall helper in church, having fellowship over lunch in church, talking to non-believers in church. So many more going through my mind and I can safely say that I will always remember them and I am thankful to God that they happened and thankful that this church building has made a big part of MY-Story! &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114726983294490052?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114726983294490052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114726983294490052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114726983294490052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114726983294490052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-loving-memory-of-st-barnabas-church.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114666285338848852</id><published>2006-05-03T23:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:27:33.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You have finally gotten your PR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*Clap Hands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114666285338848852?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114666285338848852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114666285338848852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114666285338848852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114666285338848852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/05/congratulations-you-have-finally-gotten.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114657449055314763</id><published>2006-05-02T22:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:54:50.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is one of those dark and gloomy nights which makes you feel really depressed and sad. Think the cold and windy night is getting to my emotions. Darn... Seriously, I have this sudden feeling of depression for no apparent reason. Can't work out the reason! Maybe it is one of those nights in which your mind start drifting away into memories that you hold tightly too, like those times spent with family or even those carefree childhood years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder why do such depressive emotions come out only when I am alone at night. Is it because darkness is always linked to sadness and sunshine always represent happiness? Hm.. wonder what rain represents? Oh.. I am rambling on and on again! When can I ever stop? NEVER... this is my blog and I can choose to go on and on and on and on and on and on like that never ending song that I used to sing in secondary schools. Arh... memories again! Why do they always appear at night? But then again I am always in school during the day, can't let my mind wonder away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories, Past... It is funny how some people asked others to move on and not live in the past? How can we not live in the past? In fact as you are reading this, you are living in my past! In fact the present is so transient and short-lived. It is impossible to live in the present, in fact i can hardly feel it. My life revolves around the past and the future. In fact i haven thought mch about the future. Maybe i should start thinking about it. Hm.... what will i be in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;1) 32 years old&lt;br /&gt;2) very old&lt;br /&gt;3) Hopefully alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget i won't even bother thinking about it right now. What if i don't even live past 10 years. Then all the planning will go to waste. Instead of wasting time planning for the future since i don't even know what the future lies ahead for me, and plus it is so hard to live in the present since it is so short-lived. That only leaves me with the last option...to live in my PAST. Alright think I will take some time to reflect on herstory and stop asking me to not live in the past cos thats the only option for me to live my life unless you can come out with another dimension instead of the psat, present and future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114657449055314763?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114657449055314763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114657449055314763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114657449055314763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114657449055314763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-is-one-of-those-dark-and-gloomy.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114640521564639607</id><published>2006-04-30T23:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:53:35.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Temasek for lunch after church. WOW! It was... YUM! Authentic chicken rice, reminds me of home. Now i need my mum to cook my meals, at least i have more faith in her cooking than mine. Mine is edible, hers is delicious! see the difference.... Mum somehow makes the best food maybe they always add a little extra ingredient..... 母爱！So anyayw besides chicken rice, there were beef rendang, omelette, asam prawns, bak kut teh. Oh the thought of it induces my craving for it again!&lt;br /&gt;  After eating, we went to exercise to burn of calories. Wat else is the best form of exercise other than singing karaoke. Seriously 3 hours of K is not enough.... you need at least 6 hours or more. so thus making dinner at 9pm. So the 4 little girls went to superbowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of the night by Samantha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9 pm ar superbowl ordering our DINNER!&lt;br /&gt;Samantha ask waiter: May i ask if you still sell the set LUNCH?&lt;br /&gt;*waiter give a puzzled and very shocked look and stared at her for a moment*&lt;br /&gt;Waiter answered: Of course not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 other girls burst out laughing for 10 whole minutes. But i must say a big thank you to samantha for really working out my abs before dinner. I feel a little bit more muscular now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114640521564639607?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114640521564639607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114640521564639607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114640521564639607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114640521564639607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-to-temasek-for-lunch-after-church.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114545491387375403</id><published>2006-04-19T23:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:55:13.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the Royal Easter Show on tuesday with a bunch of friends to have a look at animals. Gosh... they seriously look yummy... (not the best description to give to live animals) but they look so GOOD and appetizing! Ha! But seriously, the smell was slightly unbearable but of course we survived it somehow.....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  So... as we all thought that horse shoes look really cool on horses, we all decided to get one each and have our names inscribed on it... Now i feel like a horse...NEIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And of course, I am always bullied by the people around me. Look at the big spikes and the hammer.. Painful...  Guys remember: Violence against Women.... Australia says NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Then again this is the only reason why i go to the royal easter show again! The storm raiders! Look at these stunt men with their 5.4 Litres holden. They are fast, dangerous and exciting. Can so feel the adrenaline pumping through me at the moment. Gosh i so want to be a RACER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00042.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00042.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114545491387375403?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114545491387375403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114545491387375403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114545491387375403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114545491387375403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-to-royal-easter-show-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114545397159680297</id><published>2006-04-19T23:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:39:31.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  and dessert was better!&lt;br /&gt;FRIED MARS BARS&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114545397159680297?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114545397159680297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114545397159680297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114545397159680297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114545397159680297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-dessert-was-better-fried-mars-bars.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114545383649925790</id><published>2006-04-19T23:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:37:16.510+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After walking, some of us got hungry and started eating grass...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we continued walking and posing for shots &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some resorted to dancing since walking was boring after a while! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at hurricanes was fantastic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Had an extremely hectic and busy week PLAYING! So anyway went for a cogee to bondhi walk on good friday and it sure is a Good Friday looking at magnificent creation.... apart from ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althought we looked a little dead before we walked...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  but... i am sure there are some excited ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  So it is finally the time to reveal my housemate....&lt;br /&gt;the one that i have been talking about. SHIMEI LAU&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we walked and walked, over hills and oceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/640/DSC00019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/660/366/320/DSC00019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114540932614934410?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114540932614934410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114540932614934410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114540932614934410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114540932614934410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-has-been-long-time-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114476378826378677</id><published>2006-04-11T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:56:28.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so happy that I have FINALLY  survived yet another week of assignments. For those of you who know (actually only shimei has seen me in action), i have been sighing and pulling my hair and screaming and laughing and making funny noises due to stress. Seriously 3 assingments due in the same week is outright DEATH! Thankfully i managed to pull through them all and looking perfectly normal. (not bald yet) Freedom at last.... FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me recount something interesting that is still happening. Basically at about 7 pm after dinner, shimei decided to hang her bedsheet out to dry in the moon. To her astonishment, she shouted for my name from the balcony and the nerdish me had to leave all my books down on the floor and crawled out into the balcony. Guess wat! WE saw a DEAD bird on our balcony.... we think it is headless. But seriously how the heck did it get there? Mystery1....Where did the bird came from? Mystery 2.... Why is it headless? According to some friend, it might be a prank on our neighbours who decided to throw it down into the balcony, and according to shimei it is a toy bird but seriously it looks real! When it is decomposing we will find out. Anyway we are too disgusted to throw it out. Oh well have to take some gloves from the lab before i can throw it away, according to a friend this is good practice if i want to be a forensic. But seriously animals are just not my thing. If i acutally find out the cause with my CSI mind i will tell you all soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stay tune for the mystery of the headless BIRD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114476378826378677?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114476378826378677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114476378826378677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114476378826378677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114476378826378677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-so-happy-that-i-have-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114467076625062503</id><published>2006-04-10T21:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:06:06.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate being dumb. I hate the fact that i don't understand my assignments at all. I hate it when i feel frustrated or irritated. I hate it when i can get nothing right. I hate it when my room is in a mess. I hate not being able to talk to people cos i am super busy. I hate the fact that there is so much work to do. I hate it when the lecturers are so boring and they just go on and on in the same monotonous voice. I hate the fact that i feel super unfit. I hate it when my stamina has gone down since JC times. I hate the fact that i am ballooning. I hate it when the weather is super undecisive. I hate it when my books and work have long recognised me and yet i have not recognise them at all. I hate being in reality......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I love dreaming. I love it when i get all my assignments sorted out. I love the fact that i can shout and sigh out loud. I love the fact that i have the capacity to complain on and on. I love the fact that i can go for lab classes for all the wrong reasons (haha). I love being able to talk to my parents via webcam. I love being served food cos i am too busy studying than to cook. I love smiling. I love being over the moon talking to certain people. I love it when my friends drop me a msg her and there to encourage me on. I love it when i fell happy. I love the fact that i can watch all the dramas and be in fantasy for a while. I love the fact that some lecturers are so clear and funny when presenting the lecturers. I love the fact that i can watch biggest losers and be motivated by it mentally.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Ultimately i just love LIFE! The fact that i can hate and love different things in life... thats what makes it interesting and exciting. This is what make my daily routine more interesting and never the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114467076625062503?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114467076625062503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114467076625062503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114467076625062503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114467076625062503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-hate-being-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114442075862217220</id><published>2006-04-08T00:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T00:39:18.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guilty! Remorse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am SORRY.... TRULY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114442075862217220?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114442075862217220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114442075862217220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114442075862217220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114442075862217220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/guilty-remorse-i-am-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114438548476404473</id><published>2006-04-07T14:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T14:51:24.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work is driving me nuts. Loads of never-ending assignments. When will it stop???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i can lay in the sun and slack and ponder about ..... won't that be a beauty. But No! I have to slog my ass off doing ass-ignments and it is not the best thing to do right now in the nice and warm sun! But then again, the sun will just destruct my skin and i will no longer be able to whiten myself. I am in this state of confusion.... I want to be black and white at the same time. As in i want to be black but yet also white skin... maybe thats why God just made me tanned cos i am just confused so in betweens are always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flied Lice is yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i am just rumbling on and on about nothing basically... what the heck is wrong with me? Myabe it's just stress getting to me but then again that will make me look as if i am stress all the time since i THINK i rattle on and on all the time. Gosh... maybe i am mad.. Someone take me to the psychiatric ward down the road!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114438548476404473?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114438548476404473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114438548476404473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114438548476404473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114438548476404473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/work-is-driving-me-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114389601541654875</id><published>2006-04-01T23:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:53:35.416+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why don't &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; get it at all? WhenI mean a warning, I really am WARN-ing! Can't &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; get the hint? When I mean off my back, I literally mean OFF MY BACK! Really want to bark but then I don't want to be a b****!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114389601541654875?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114389601541654875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114389601541654875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114389601541654875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114389601541654875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114389573799470696</id><published>2006-04-01T23:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:48:58.010+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slap some beef on the barbi......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a magnificent Barbi for dinner just now. Now, I feel so guilty eating all those food slapped with thick layers of butter. Fat makes food taste fabulous. Ultimate, the fellowship between brothers and sisters was really fun and exciting and it is something that I always look forward to. Although leading Bible Study today was abit disappointing for me, as everybody else were not really enthusiastic about the study so in a way have to really reflect upon a way to add a little more enthusiasm to it. But of course, have to really admit that I myself was not really excited about it. Plus the fact that I have piles of assignment to do, the bbq was a really good way for me to just chill and get away from all the ‘troubles’ and just live in a fantasy although it is just for a short period but it is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after eating those ‘fat’ at the BBQ, I must really start exercise. Sharks! All that reading of gossip magazines is brainwashing me in thinking that being thin is good. Have you all seen the Simpsons episode where homer was listening to some English tape when he is sleeping to brainwash him such that his English becomes really good the next day. Maybe I should start recording my voice ‘I am not fat’ over and over again and listen to it when I am sleeping, maybe that will change my mindset a little. You are fat *devil jing*....NO! You are not fat at all *angel jing* Stop messing with my brain, devil and angel jings. I have to go and brainwash myself now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 ' I am not fat' (repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Thanks Emil for describing me so well on your blog. Thanks for thinking about me daily and for dedicating a whole blog on me. You are just such a great friend. I thank you for being so encouraging and I must say that you are very creative. I thank you sincerely from the bottom of my heart.....NOT!&lt;br /&gt;What the heck, I am not a piece of shit!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114389573799470696?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114389573799470696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114389573799470696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114389573799470696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114389573799470696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/04/slap-some-beef-on-barbi.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114371637913769726</id><published>2006-03-30T21:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:00:59.676+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am super irritable lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get off my back before I bark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114371637913769726?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114371637913769726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114371637913769726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114371637913769726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114371637913769726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-super-irritable-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-114369697317152518</id><published>2006-03-30T16:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T16:36:13.173+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess wat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am finally back in business. Am finally connected to the... WORLD! Got my home set up, my phone no. and now it is really great to have my internet connection up and going! To show my sincerity, I will now make a public declaration of my gratitude to the many who have helped me in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a big THANK YOU to all of you out there who have so graciously helped me in moving all my belongings into my new house, helped me in storing all my junk and rubbish when i went back during the summer. Also I would like to thank the people who have so graciously cooked and looked after my physical need (hunger) when my house was still undergoing the stage of getting a fridge and there was no food in the house. Many thanks to those who have helped me in setting up my communication tools (internet connection) especially since i am such a computer/technology idiot! Lastly, I need to for schitzel thank SHIMEI, my beloved housemate for finding us this lovely house and turning it into a beautiful home with her unbelievably joyful company. Of course i cannot forget her mum who has helped out ALOT in the early stages of cleaning. Last but not the least, i want to thank GOD for the grace he had given us in renting the house to us and i must really feel sorry for the other girl who was suppose to rent the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Having no internet and no form of communication made me realised how much of a slave I am to technology over the years. Technology is such a crazy and dangerous thing that I am so sucked into it without realising the i am being sucked. It is like this brainwashing mechanism slowly brainwashing you everyday to tell you the wonders of technology and before long, you realise that technology is like oxygen, you can't live without it. How dangerous is that....SCARY! A day without the internet or my mobile phone is tortourous! I think my reliance on technology is making me realised how much time i have spent making myself occupied! I have long forgotten the meaning of tranquility (infact i have to check out the dictionary for the real meaning), much less having to be still and quiet just for a moment in time. I am slowly indulging myself with noise and chaos and the busyness of life for fear of quietness, or calmness. Indeed as Socrates said: "Beware the barrenness of a busy life." I have lost much but I am determined to find back what i have lost. It is never too late....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-114369697317152518?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/114369697317152518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=114369697317152518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114369697317152518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/114369697317152518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/03/guess-wat-i-am-finally-back-in-business.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-113768712513575244</id><published>2006-01-20T02:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T03:12:05.176+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been 2 months since i have blogged... it has been an awful long time. Well this holiday has been really busy and really fast for me. Holidays always seem to disappear really fast, exams just seemed like yesterday and now it is another new year to continue being a nerd. Gee, i wonder why my holidays are always so packed with events and things to do. I remembered how 2 weeks ago i complained to me dad that i was really bored at home and the next day i was packed and of i was to hong kong. Everything happened so fast and i longed for a time where i can sit down quietly and just stone. Afterall during the semester, life is moving full speed ahead all the time and i have not taken any chance to be still. In this fast moving society, i am just contented to stare at the beetle on my desk till dawn but then again i need my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my friends are very dramatic. Everytime i am back in singapore i am faced up with dramas in my life. My gosh, each one has got a story to tell and each story is as drama as the previous one. I wonder why life is so interesting sometime. The same event, different people gives different story and different reaction. Gee i think one day i may even start being a writer and write all these stories. One day i might just want to go backpacking around the world and make friends along the way. I heard that each person you meet, there will always be an interesting his-story behind them and i think it will be fun to meet people from all walks of life. I wonder what will my story be like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-113768712513575244?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/113768712513575244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=113768712513575244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/113768712513575244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/113768712513575244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-has-been-2-months-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-113266039999485229</id><published>2005-11-22T22:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:53:20.003+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>终于可以松了一口气。。 考试都已经到了一个阶段， 突然见我觉得自己很空闲。起初我真得很想回家， 可是不知道为斟么我有一点点不想回家。我现在有一点没目标的阿感觉。以前这个时候得我应该再苦读着，不是像现在无所事事， 没目标的玩乐。虽然我是很喜欢玩可是我觉得我越来越相个书虫，喜欢读书。 今年过得特别快，不知不觉就过了一年，可能是因为今年已经是我的第二年了，还有多一年就可以毕业。那个时候我可能会更不舍得这里!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-113266039999485229?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/113266039999485229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=113266039999485229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/113266039999485229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/113266039999485229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-112834883150738711</id><published>2005-10-03T23:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T00:13:51.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its late at night and i'm so ready to sleep but i just can't. Everytime i get into bed, i twist and turn only to find my self still awake at 2am in the morning. It seems like i am never getting out of the habit of sleeping early and waking up early. So much for the early bird catches the worm.&lt;br /&gt;I got no idea whats wrong with me for the past few weeks, probably i am so accustomed to sleeping late and rushing my assingments that i have long forgotten the joy of being able to sleep early and not having the alarm clock to ring and wake me up from my slumber. Work has bogged me down and that is about the only thing on my mind. Work, Work and more Work, can;t seem to get enough of it. So i decided to get a break from work and i put myself into more trouble, rushing deadlines! WHy is it that every student has a problem with rushing deadlines, or issit just me??? Has anybody noticed how stressful children look this day..... Ok change to a happier topic!&lt;br /&gt;    For those of you who don't know, i am currently setting up  a matchmaking agency in OCF sydney and getting recruits from OCF canberra. After the trip down to canberra, i think it is high time for me to do something to help both centres... HAHA! thus my plan to matchmake people. What a joyous and happy thing. SO for single people out there who needs help in finding a mathc, just send me your CV and photo and i will help you with the rest. Trying to create a profile. Just ask those sydney people on the canberra trip how i terrorised and interrogated them into giving me their CV so that i can have at least a decent profile of members. I have decided that since no one is coming forward, everyone is automatically in  my match making company  just like SDU! So please let me help you! *success guaranteed!&lt;br /&gt;    So yar, canberra is fun. But i have to admit, it is alot to do witth the company you are with. Gee their 'city' is 4 traffic lights in width and probably 6 traffic lights in length. SO much for a 'city'? Population of people in the city on a friday night! 20, which includes 20 of us! So yar, we re the only ones in the city! Basically an ulu city! The first time i actually get to see civilisation was at the floriade, flower festival. But then again, i think the proportion of tulips to man is 2:1. maybe even 3:1. Really thankful to the canberries (which is what i like to call them) who plan such a wonderful and organised 'unplanned' trip. I think they will make wonderful tour guides and i am very sure that if they don't get a decent job with their ANU certificate, then i think they will be able to open a tour agency and it will be a huge sucess. But then again, canberra is so small and the places to go is so limited that whenever a bunch of people come down, they bring them to same places and hence they have a fixed set of itenary. But a job well done to them. Really glad i went on the canberra trip actually, got to know some of my sisters and brothers at a deeper level (learned from pohbwee, her definition of a deep conversation is to ask what their parents are doing!). Basically the whole trip revolved around getting to know what other people look for in a partner and attempting to get experiences from what i call the 'matures'. Especially when i felt prejudiced for being younger since i wasn't able to join in their 'old' talk! HAHA! But anyway, the trip was really fun just getting to know people and joking around although many would agree to the fact that i am the source of all jokes and entertainment (I can hear everyone saying 'WHy am I not surprised') but then it is really hard to be tamed and i am still trying to be demure, feminine and not JING!&lt;br /&gt;   Finally i am feeling abit drowsy, i will go lie on my bed and hopefully i will drift off to lala land soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-112834883150738711?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/112834883150738711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=112834883150738711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112834883150738711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112834883150738711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-late-at-night-and-im-so-ready-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-112825277509378577</id><published>2005-10-02T21:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T21:32:55.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for that really long update but due to technical failure on my part. Firstly i had a really really terrible week ago. I was super busy with 2 huge assignments due and my faithful computer have to fail me at such a critical moment. DARN.... but then again i was so relief after the week gone by and i am still a survivor. Of course also, thankful for the friends i made whose computers were also down and working through the night at the resource centre. So had a terrrible week last and this week was absolutely sensational.&lt;br /&gt;      Had a really hectic week playing due to the semester break that i had. Had a game of paintball on saturday with a number of us and it was a really fun but PAINFUL experience. It was fun shooting at other people but painful to get shot at. In total i had 20 bruises all over and it is really OUCH! Paintball aka PAINBALL really gave a feeling of battlefieldness and it is a very violent game and guess wat, i met a primary school friend on the battlefield when at 'WAR'. Sunday was convention fundraising and the food was delicious. Not that i had a big part in making the food. Karaoke was after that. As usual, the trios, Linus, James and John tang (the desperate singles) have to sing desperate, sappy love songs. Gee, they sing it with so much passion and enthusiasm. Basically after singing K i was dead tired...Haven exactly been sleeping much (probably about 6 hours in total for the 3 days). Next up on the list was movie night with the girls and guys... 'wallace and gromit' British Humour...not exactly my kind of humour but it was really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;    Wednesday is PICNIC at COGEE. The food was great and the fellowship was wonderful especially the childhood games that we played like 'what time is it mr wolf.'  Clarence walkie talkie was really fun too, i think Sydney people have nothing else to do and we find joy and entertainment playing wiht walkie talkies... Yes we are sad but we enjoyed it! So anyway i am at Canberra today, now...at this moment. Left on friday night and the canberrians brought us to eat short soup 'wonton soup' and fried chicken for supper. Wow... it was really a big crowd of people.. SHOCKING. The next morning we had breakfast by the man made lake beside the tree with silver leaves. I ate a chocolate brulle and it was YUM! Took a little stroll to see some museum then headed off to see the war memorial. Not exactly a history person but it was saddening to see the war and stuff. Today, we went to the floriade to see flowers. Tulips, Tulips and more TUlips. Then off to the parliment house. All those meetings that we see on tv was finaaly brought to life before my eyes. Thank god, we did not got stuck in the lift cos the batch after us were stuck in the lift...really thankful. Went for a quick yum char and i broke a chopstick in the process while trying to cut my pie. The pie was HArd! Drove to the outskirts and took a ride on the Bobsled. It is like this gold kart looking thing that you take up the mountain and then slide down full speed downhill. That was really exciting and fun except i was being too adventrous and refuse to pull the brake at the corners and i almost fell off the slide so after that i have learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;    Sharks school is starting on tuesday and its time to go back to sydney again tomorrow and start preparing for my exams. For those of you who see this... PLeASE pray for my laptop to be faithful to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-112825277509378577?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/112825277509378577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=112825277509378577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112825277509378577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112825277509378577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/10/sorry-for-that-really-long-update-but.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-112547129108560841</id><published>2005-08-31T16:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T16:54:51.093+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great it has been a truly long semester for me especially with the increase of lab timings per week. As iwas speaking to one of my presentation partner for marketing, i realised how truly sad my life was and will still be. On sad weeks i have 3 labs in a week and in a happier week i have 2 labs. What a typical science life as i end at 6 alomost every day... Not that i am complaining much since i can see myself in labs testing away at transgenic mice at 2am in the morning on a sunday. Thankfully, this is not a job that i dread or hate. Although the timings of labs do sound ridiculously long and may put people off, however, i always look forward to labs, especially biochemistry since i was playing with radioactive for the previous 2 labs. My lab partners for biochem and molecular biology pracs are really challenging partners. Firstly, the biochem partner, a mainlander who doesn't even understand what i am saying half of the time. OK i admit that i speak too fast sometimes but i wasted 2 sms on trying to explain what i meant in the previous sms that i typed in which i made an extra effort to type evrything in normal english language without shorthand. Language barrier! The MBLG partner is just so figity and very restless. Keeps wanting to do things his way and not by the book. Oh boy, if only my partners are nicer. My pharmacolgy lab partners are much nicer..... &lt;br /&gt;   Finally i was able to have a tuesday off, since AGM is on saturday and i don't have to prepare any bible study for this week, i managed to convince TRICIA to watch a movie with me. WEDDING CRASHERS along with THE SIMS (leanne and leslie). At first i thought it was a bimbotic and cliche movie, it still is, it was hilarious though. I wonder if the people in singapore actually watched the censored version of the show cause then it may not be as funny. WEnt for dinner after the show at some taipei restaurant, the fried ice cream was yum and the fried noodles was fats! Gee, the amount of oil they put in there would send me for a few rounds in the pool and a few km on the treadmill. Accompanied by the study of biochem, i am super convinced that it is freaking hard to lose weight  i mean to burn fats. If only there is a much easier mechanism to burn fats easier and faster with no work done (besides uncouplers). &lt;br /&gt;    CHARLIE and the CHOCOLATE FACTORY is finally releasing tomorrow, i am super excited. Sharks, now i have to find another free tuesday to watch it, which means in another month's time. PLUS i still want to watch the island and dark waters. Looks like i can only rent the DVD when i go back home since i am so BUSY. I was just wondering where have alll my time gone? It is very weird when 2 hours have past and it only feels like 2 mins, maybe i was cheated of my time. Maybe it is only 2 mins and the hands of the clock moved too fast and forwarded time.&lt;br /&gt;    Banks.... i hate them. FInally, i am able to get the money that i need to pay my bills from my term deposit. SO yo uknow how embaressing it is when you want to withdraw cash and the teller tells you you have insufficient funds in PUBLIC? Everytime i go to the bank, it will take forever to get out of there. Thankfully to technology, now there is NETbanking which i just started to learn how to use. Gee, i am still learning how to use it.... am i that SLOW?&lt;br /&gt;     LEt me complain for the last time.... I am so deprived! so deprived of SHOPPING, MOVIES, CHILLING, just having FUN! The only things i do are STUDYING and preparing BIBLE STUDIES. At least now i am starting my exercise regime with the rest of the girls. Swimming and gyming. I realised that dieting doesn't work for me at alll, cause i never ever keep to them in the frist place. I just want to not gain any more mass, pretty CONTENTED with what i am right now... Just as what Ian Powell say, we have to learn contentment. Its time for my group meeting and the time now is 5pm. Looks like another long day ahead of me. By the way, for the sake of making my malyasian housemates happy, HAPPY NATIONAL DAY  MALAYSIA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-112547129108560841?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/112547129108560841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=112547129108560841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112547129108560841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112547129108560841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/08/great-it-has-been-truly-long-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-112351328802037751</id><published>2005-08-09T00:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T01:01:28.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;   Time flies past really fast. In a wink of an eye, we have gained independence for 40 years. Every since coming to australia, i have been missing National day! I think since young, we have been brain-washed into patriotism. Its amazing how Singaporeans can sing the national anthem and say the pledge all the time and feeling really proud of it.  I have been looking forward to every year's national day, somehow it gives me a feeling of home and a sense of belonging. It has been 2 years since i have last watched national day parade and i hope i can watched it on the net later today!&lt;br /&gt;   I really missed those days seating in front of the tv watching NDP with my family. I miss the hanging of the sinagpore flag for the whole of august month. I miss watching the helicopter fly past my house with the flag. I miss hearing the fireworks from my house. Besides all that... i miss the time in school. I missed having to wear red and white or an ethnic costume to school. I miss singing all the singaporean songs like stand up for singapore, muneeru valiba, sama sama and etc. I miss saying the pledge every morning and singing the national anthem and watching the flag raising early in the morning! I miss watching performances in school for that day and getting half day offs. Somehow even if i watch NDP from afar, the feeling will be different!&lt;br /&gt;  I miss singapore culture. I miss the times when i can sit in the hawker centre and eat good food. I miss the times when the kopi aunti shouts across the entire kopitiam. I miss those times watching ah bengs trying to pick up ah lians. I miss those singlish. I miss even hearing the taxi driver communicating to each other in different language at the kopitiam and yet they can still understand. I miss the rich heritage and culture that we have. I miss the food at chomp chomp or even going down to the roti prata shop for supper or even going to geylang for durian, frog porridge and beef hor fun. I miss being able to shop till extremely late and then taking the MRT home. I miss the fact that i can travel from boon lay to pasir ris in 45 mins. I miss the convenience. I miss the busy orchard road. I miss the channel 8 drama series. I miss seeing water sprouting out of the merlion. I miss the duck boat tours. I miss going to sentosa. I miss travelling on the expressaway! I miss street lights. and the list can go on.....,&lt;br /&gt;  NO matter where i go, a part of me seems to be searching and hanging on tight to those memories that i had. I realise that i miss HOME so much. ALthough sydney is a beautiful place, however, there is still something missing from it. I realised no matter how i blend in with the culture here, it still doesn't belong to me....Afteralll i am still just a singaporean and i am proud of holding a red passport with a lion on it. It is only singapore that i am able to call HOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-112351328802037751?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/112351328802037751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=112351328802037751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112351328802037751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112351328802037751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-singapore-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-112350142673858736</id><published>2005-08-08T21:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:43:46.793+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its the 3rd week into school and seriously i don't even feel that school has started for me. Work has been building up at a little corner of the room and all i can even think about is..... NOTHING! i don't even know whats going on in that little brain of mine. Sometimes i am truly fascinated with the knowledge held in it and at times i can be amused at how dumb it can get. I really wonder why is this organ so unique and complicated. So important yet little known about it. I don't even know how a memory in a computer work much more how a brain stores memory. Gee!&lt;br /&gt;   Anway, BUSY is the word to describe me now. Besides studying and building up academically, i think i effectively spend the other half of my time reading, studying and writing hebrews bible studies. ALthough it is draining having to read brother Bruce commentaries and trying to understanding his excellant english which looks like 'greek' to me, i think it is fun having to use more than 10% of my brain coming up with questions for the studies. I think i will remember Hebrews for life or i hope i can! So what else am i busy with? I got absolutely no idea.&lt;br /&gt;   Went to Meiyong's 21st birthday on saturday! Gee...everyone is turning 21 except me! *coming back to reality* sharks i wonder how it feels like to life flying past you at a high speed. Hm... somehow the 20 something sounds scary for a moment. With age comes wisdom! What do i see myself as in 10 years time? hm... hopefully i would have been a researcher and would have won the nobel prize by then.  Probably, i would haven gotten my pHD and would have come to terms with my age!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-112350142673858736?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/112350142673858736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=112350142673858736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112350142673858736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112350142673858736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-3rd-week-into-school-and-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-112187602861866001</id><published>2005-07-21T01:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T02:13:48.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am over at my friend's place playing mahjonng. It is really fun when it gets late into the night and everyone becomes tired and start getting high and laughing at each other. Seriously i have been with the same bunch of pple &lt;strong&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/strong&gt;, almost every hour since the melbourne trip. Gee i can't believe i am not sick of them yet! haha! By far the only people i can face daily are nevertheless my family. So i have come up with a deduction, that is these people are like my &lt;strong&gt;FAMILY&lt;/strong&gt;! I think having spending so much time together and going through sorrow and joy together makes me grow very attached to everyone of them. WE are like one big HAPPY family. 'Family is nobody gets left behind!'&lt;br /&gt;  I have been thinking where will i be after i graduate. Much as i want to return back to Singapore where home is, it is really awkard. Especially when there is this period of my disappearance that is missing, which means i have to start from square one again. If i stay in Sydney, everything will seem much easier and plus i have got a huge family here. Gee, i am just getting comfy at where i am and in a split second, i may have to start adapting all over again! I remembered 2 years ago when i made the decision to come here, I was doubting and i was reluctant to go.  Now, I have no regrets and i am glad i made that decision 2 years ago... Nevertheless, I know why i am here... God wanted me to grow and i know i have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-112187602861866001?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/112187602861866001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=112187602861866001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112187602861866001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112187602861866001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-over-at-my-friends-place-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-112139136501454684</id><published>2005-07-15T11:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T11:36:05.020+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a long time since i have post something up. Have been really busy for the past one week plus and i haven got time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;  Where should i start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After my last paper, I too a 12 hours bus ride from Sydney to Melbourne. Gee couldn't sleep a wink at all although the seats were comfortable. By the time i reached melbourne in the wee hours, I was greeted by a friendly black dude-the taxi driver and that is probably the only non-asian i have seen around! (Exaggeration) Instead of having a rest to get over my PES (post exam syndrome), we drove down to the grampians. Stayed there for 4 days and 3 nights. It was so awesome looking at the mountains and the apostles (one of which collapsed after we viewed it), I really wonder how can anyone ever doubt the existence of a GOD. It is too unbelievable to attribute it to simply an atom alone for that matter. Science is just a study on what has been already created. Why is it that for some pple, they choose to believe something even harder to believe like the superstar rather than something easier to understand like GOD? Melbourne was cold and nice.&lt;br /&gt;  Straight after melbourne, I went home for 30 minutes before rushing out of the house to attend Annual Retreat (camp by OCF) at the Meroo Christian Centre. The study on the book of Jeremiah was really good and Andrew Shead was really knowledgeable and patient in explain the book to us. Especially when Jeremiah is a very tricky book as some of us would say when we can't get certain facts right during the discussion time. A fun time of fellowhip, we had! Nevertheless, OCFers always do something stupid, we had a performance night and it was hilarious! &lt;br /&gt;  After the camp, i went back home for 1.5 hours and rushed out for Sam's birthday dinner...and MAHJONG night. I love playing mahjong in the wee hours cos then you can see pple's high side coming out. Basically i stayed with the OCFers again for the entire day and the next day we all decided to weat lunch and watch inital D and then dinner. We can't get enough of each other, can we? &lt;br /&gt;  I got my results! 3 known and 1 unknown, thanks tricia for viewing for me. Me of little faith, maybe cos i have too high expectations of myself. To the Topic of Holy Spirit. Why are some pple more Holy Spiritual than others? Am i wrong to be not so Holy Spiritual? Or is that just an excuse for someone to be lazy in reading their bible? What exactly does it mean to be lead by the spirit? I really wonder what does it mean to live by the spirit in Gal5:25. What is Chrisitanity all about? How is it possible to emphasise so much on the Holy Spirit and neglecting the word of God, how then would we know what is the truth and what we are to live by without the word of GOD. In Gal5:25 for example, living by the spirit doesn't mean Oh what should i do at this point in my life? Alas the Holy Spirit speaks to me and he said i should be a lawyer? But is that truly the Holy Spirit speaking to us or is that just justifying our evill desires with the leading of the Holy Spirit. (Notice that the Holy Spirit never calls someone to be a roadsweeper or some lowly paid Jobs, it is always the prestigous ones, WHY?) I think it is very clear in the Bible, that Living by the spirit is having love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. It is also clear in GAl 5:16 that "so a say, live by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the sinful nature." Ultimately, it is very important to know the truth by reading the bible and have knowledge of the bible and allowing the Holy Spirit to convert the head knowledge to conviction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-112139136501454684?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/112139136501454684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=112139136501454684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112139136501454684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112139136501454684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-has-been-long-time-since-i-have-post.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-112004669289712713</id><published>2005-06-29T21:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T22:04:52.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One more paper to go and i am free like a BIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I have waited long for friday to come and it is just a little over a day to it. I am so not prepared for it, yet i feel at peace and have no urgency at all. I guess it is the last paper and thus the reason for slacking already. The past papers were good, not a killer and yet not a paper that can get me on the dean's list. Today's exam was the worst one ever, not because the paper was bad or anything but the environment in which i did my paper was bad. It started raining heavily outside HK ward gynasium and i was freezing inside the hall as i was sitting near the door where the cool air comes in and of course being short, I get all the coldness since cold air sink. ( i don't thinkg this theory works but it sounds valid.) So besides shivering throughout the whole exam, I so wanted to go to the toilet halfway through but i was afraid time was running out so i had to 'tahan' till the last minute when i can finally take a leak. On top of that, i was in a very stressful environment since the girl next to me was writing profusely and her answers took up the entire page but mine was just a few lines. But i guess mine is short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    What should i say? I am totally at a lost now, all i can think about is just biochemistry and molecular biology. I even started talking to myself in genetic codes and somehow i can't ge it out of my head. My brian now is like a balloon that has reached saturation point. Maybe a balloon not a good analogy cos that will make me an airhead. (but you get what i mean) Any squeezing in of more information will result in a burst. Sometimes i wonder if we only use 10% of our brain, cos after using that 10% of my brain during the exam this morning, i was totally wasted. The only thing i could do was to plop myself onto my bed and snore the afternoon away! I was just wondering, what should i do after the exam? I will have no more studying for 3 weeks and i think somehow i will get bored and it feels uneasy not having to study since i absolutely love what i am studying! I probably plan a get away from my house and migrate to sam's place, that if she invites me over. HAHA! Window shopping and of course movie marathons! Nevertheless, it will be a good time to catch up with pple and contacts that i have missed throughout the whole semester since i have been busy staying in my house making friends with my book and getting to know them better.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;     I think i have enough of procrasinating, have to get back to work. Sometimes i wish that my brain was like a sponge. Can soak up the information fast and it will retain there until we want to squeeze it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-112004669289712713?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/112004669289712713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=112004669289712713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112004669289712713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/112004669289712713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-more-paper-to-go-and-i-am-free-like.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111926632973121707</id><published>2005-06-20T21:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T21:18:51.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;What If?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Its monday and i am finally getting the sweats for the exams. In 2 days time, i will be waiting outside the exam hall for the call to enter the hall. I wonder how i will feel on that day? Will i be anxious and have a nervous breakdown and try to take control of the situation OR will i be praying and feeling at peace at God's prescence letting him take control?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    Just a week ago, i was talking to one of my housemates about carrer options. Since young, i have always wanted to be a mad scientist after being inspired by Einstein. Not the normal kid who wants to be either a lawyer of a doctor. Wonder if that was their ambitions or their parents? Well, I was unique from the start. With their childhood dream, i have always wanted to be in the research field for drugs or just technique to improve or prolong life. So that is my frist career options. So she asked me again, what if that fails? Gee that was another easy question, i will be a forensic analysts for the police force. If that fails as well, I will be a teacher, preferably primary or kindergarden. If all fails, i will just be a housewife at home and that is if i can even find a HUSBAND to begin with. The list could get on but i realised what if all fails, I have no more BACKUP plans. In a flash, i realised how wrong i was. I was anxious as to what i will become and what career options to take, i have always wanted to be a career woman and that was all MY plans. When i sat down at home and thought about the whole career thing, i was thinking about all my backup plans that i have and i wondered what was God's plan? I was so used to having backup plans for all my projects aka 'wet weather plan'. Thankfully I am not God, and God doesn't have backup plan. He knows me more than i know myself, he knows what career path suits me better, he knows what path i should take so that i will glorify him. There are no What ifs? He just knows and he has planned one plan for each of us. Each of us  shaped differently like a jigsaw piece. We are all one big picture, 1 big picture and we are just jigsaw pieces. The maker of the Jigsaw sees the big picture but we will have to wait for all the pieces to be together before seeing the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;    Sometimes, i am impatient and i can't wait. I start to take things in my own control and i forgot that it wasn't all about ME. It was all about HIM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111926632973121707?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111926632973121707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111926632973121707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111926632973121707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111926632973121707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-if-its-monday-and-i-am-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111892644719187352</id><published>2005-06-16T22:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:54:07.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My week went well, in just a blink of an eye, STUVAC is almost gone and as i wait upon the pending examinations. First the week kicked off with some really good Kangeroo meat that i bought at the supermarket. Couldn't decide whether to just get pure kangeroo meat or kanga bangers? Welll... I tasted it and survive it. Don't ask me what it taste like, all i can say is that it taste like kangeroo. Give it a go someday if you have a chance. I wonder whats the next meat on my list to try. Probably deer!&lt;br /&gt;  On tuesday, had the saltiest Ipoh Hor Fun. That didn't spoilt the day cos we had a really good go at DAYTONA! And i won twice in a row..I think! Gee this shows that i am a fast driver but that doesn't sound like a praise actually. Although i am fast, i am very safe! Believe ME! The last match was the hilarious of them all. I didn't play at first but after a few laps, leanne had to go and we switched places. It was totally fun trying to control 2 manual sticks since jiamin didn't know how to use the stick and i was controlling for her before we cahnged seats! It was fun shouting across gear numbers to her and for a moment I felt that everyone was staring at us thinking that we were a bunch of deprived kids. As a matter of fact, we were! Coach carter was next on line in the programs! Absolutely Fantastic show, felt that we were in an actual basketball game. I am sure Tricia will be able to agree with me on that point, since during the games i felt that she wanted to jump at every score except she was controlling really hard so as not to make a fool of herself! Somehow i really enjoy watching show by blacks. It is always inspiring and really cool! Just my kind of style! (COOL!) * Black is not a racist word! It is the colour of a skin! Watch coach carter and they mention all the time, in fact the racist word or should i call disrepectful word is somthing else. I was so deeply touched by coach carter and how he stand to what he believes in and it was based on a true story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;br /&gt; Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt; It is our light not our darkness which frightens us.&lt;br /&gt; Your playing small doesn't serve the world, &lt;br /&gt;  there is nothing enlightening about shrinking so other people dont feel insecure around you.&lt;br /&gt; We were all meant to shine as children do, it's not just in some of us its in everyone.&lt;br /&gt; And as we let our own light shine we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.&lt;br /&gt; As we are liberated from our own fear.&lt;br /&gt; Our presence automatically liberates others."&lt;br /&gt;                                                         -Coach Carter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Besides the vigourous studying and the cooking of Herbal soup for nourishment of the brain, everything else was pretty boring and still! Can't wait for the holidays to come, i have so much planned out for the whole 3 weeks. Actually only 2 weeks but i will definately think of something to do in the 3rd week, probably popping over to canberra with housemates or just exploring further out of sydney! First, i have to continue to slog away at my books! 4 exams and i have only finish studying 2!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111892644719187352?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111892644719187352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111892644719187352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111892644719187352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111892644719187352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-week-went-well-in-just-blink-of-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111823510149352083</id><published>2005-06-08T22:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T22:51:41.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, it is close to the last day of school. Finally able to hand in all my assignments and all the test are done. Think i am pretty much relaxed now, i mean for the day and i will catch up on sleep and regain my energy to run the last lap for the semester. This semester is somehow different. I have goals to look forward to. I want to be a doctor (not those doctors that prescribe medicine but those that has gotten their pHD), want to save the world. I feel like i am totally lost in a world of studying. For now, it is a good thing....&lt;br /&gt;   Have been a loyal fan to my TV lately catching big brother online. This season is super juicy as some may say it but i find it totally scandalous. Everyone is kissing everyone else in da house and some are having an identity crisis. They don't even know which gender they like, they just like both. How fickle minded is that! One has got a weird name, i mean who would want to be name after a food like hotdogs. The other,michelle has got fake hair and as what gianna says, she has got fake hair, fake skin, what else is there that is not fake? Michael likes to stick half his butt out on national TV, thankfully he is gone. Another is extremely arrogant and thinks too highly of himself. Christie is attempting to play nice and she gets abit annoying, of course the logans twins have totally different personalities. Glen is a farmboy and likes 2 girls in da house and kate is just like a mother figure. Geneva has got an identity crisis, she is bisexual. Tim is funny although he is way too political and slightly eccentric. The 2 replacment housemate...oh my it just gets worse. Rachael is totally a bimbo and vesna's dressing is just mismatch. Gee...whats wrong? The only thing good left on big brother is that you will be able to get a CAR!&lt;br /&gt;  Enough big brother talk and back to studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111823510149352083?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111823510149352083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111823510149352083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111823510149352083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111823510149352083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/06/finally-it-is-close-to-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111813529295542765</id><published>2005-06-07T18:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T19:08:12.960+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the past semester, i have been eating, sleeping and even breathing marketing. Seriously, i have never ever worked on a project for this long and it really gets to me. After 13 weeks of preparation, going to speak to the APIA agency and getting to know their products, it really made me have second thoughts if i could do this. Gee, all that research and effort to do the presentation and the plan, i really hope we do well for the amount of effort we put in. Just had the presentation and i thought we went well but most of all, we had fun doing the presentation. I think in the last semester, i really grown to dislike APIA and insurance companies. However, i thought that our marketing tactics weren't that bad at all although none of us felt the passion for our products by the end of the semester, since everyone is uptight about the whole project and getting sick of it after 13 weeks. thankfully, the presentation is done so thats one thing out of the way. NExt comes the big thing, the actual marketing plan. But at least, we have done the bulk of it and we need some fine tunings and the plan is ready to go. I really hope we get at least a credit for it, i am not asking for a HD or a D although i don't getting that grade. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;  This morning when i got up and do my daily routine of brushing my teeth and washing my face. I realised how pimpled i have become (exaggeration), all the stress and my eye bags are starting to appear. Big, Deep and Black! After the exams, sleep is something i will catch up on, i guess even when i am sleeping, i am dreaming about my work and i actually do sums in head when i am asleep. Freaky, its like after a short sleep, its like revelation to me on certain stuff that i was spending hours on. GEE! Before i get back to my 2 reports due tmr and a skill test tmr. Looks like a big night in for me. I am having mixed feelings about the whole exam. On one hand, i am feeling super scared as i look towards the exam. However, i am excited and happy as i am one step closer to the winter break. I have been looking forward to it for ages now.&lt;br /&gt;  All i want for winter is SLEEP and PLAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111813529295542765?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111813529295542765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111813529295542765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111813529295542765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111813529295542765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-past-semester-i-have-been-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111754499273031605</id><published>2005-05-31T22:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T23:09:52.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am high in spirits today... Don't know why but just very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish i could keep all the happieness and joy into a bottle and when i am feeling down, open the bottle to let a little out. Although the exams are coming, but i am just procrasinating and plus there is heaps of assignments due an to be honest, i enjoy doing them suddenly. Reasons unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to watch coach hunter, cos the preview looks good and the storyline sounds good too. Ok i admit, partly due to the black guys in there as well. Well, some of them look so good! HAHA! Plus with the mid year sale at MYERS, gee, how can anyone even get any studying done man! I could say i lack self-discipline, but i could also say that i am getting a life, rather then being locked up in a jailhouse mugging away through piles of books and papers. I don't think i want to remeber my uni life as being a NERD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really doubt the reason behind studying and getting a degree. GOSH, i could just be a dumb blonde and find ritchie rich, that seems like a much easier task! NAH joking... I am still a black head and i prefer searching for knowledge and faith rather than money and fame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111754499273031605?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111754499273031605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111754499273031605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111754499273031605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111754499273031605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-high-in-spirits-today.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111676561628809836</id><published>2005-05-22T22:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:40:16.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to church early on a bright and sunny morning today. Gee was really tired after having a nights out last night in the city. Went to watch The Interpreter and seriously it fried my brain. Couldn't do any work after that, my brain felt like it was in a mess, with wires connecting at the wrong terminals. Went for supper after the show at SUPERBOWL. Love eating porridge and XO noodles on a cold night. That was really much fun. Especially playing Daytona..Gee i lost! Sharks thanks to that last crash that caused me my win but at least i clicked in the fastest lap time at 16 seconds. Must break that record one day.&lt;br /&gt;  School's starting tmr and it is routine again for me. Gee, its week 11 and 2 more weeks to the end of semester and then EXAMS! Thanks to James and his MSN nick, forever stressing me out. Why do people have to do countdowns to exams. Really hate that, especially when i am procrasinating on doing my work.&lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday was my last Bible Studying Leading for the semester. Gee i really learnt alot from there. Remember how i was almost on a verge of a nervous breakdown while preparing for it and scared that i was giving wrong information till being more confident in leading now. Really thanks to God and of course my beloved BS mates who are so teachable and patient with me. Also must really thank Sam and Tony for all that encouragement...haha! Co-leading with you guys was really so much FUN!&lt;br /&gt;  Suddenly i have this urge to be DRIVEN to manly and see people drunk and dancing on the streets. Really want to sit on the floor watching such a performance and eating ice-cream at the same time. That really wasn't much of a dieting. However, according to Tricia, who has read the Lazy Girl's Guide to Dieting, Tim Tams are not good for dieting but Chips are. So i am guessing Ice-cream for supper should be fine right???&lt;br /&gt;  I can't believe how times fly so very fast. In a second, the semester is gone and my holiday is almost planned and it seem really hectic to me. Not exactly what i call a holiday but i think i can deal with it! Gee, i really can't wait for Tony and Yenty's wedding planning! So excited that i am going to witness the holy matrimony of these 2 people! Bring it on FAB 5!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111676561628809836?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111676561628809836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111676561628809836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111676561628809836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111676561628809836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/05/went-to-church-early-on-bright-and.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111623800230358554</id><published>2005-05-16T19:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:06:42.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need some time off from work!! SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;   Why do i have to study all the time. Why do i have reports after reports to write.. Why do i have to write a report in a day and spent hours pondering over the questions and it takes only a few minutes to copy from someone? This is BAD! Why am i procrasinating? Something is wrong with me this year! This is not the behaviour i expect from myself! Why am i asking all these WHYs when i should be just focusing on studying! I guess i am too pinned down by what grades i wanna get! In my mind, i wanna get all HDs but my rebellious innerself is forcing me to slack, to procrasinate! DARN!! I think i will soon have a split personality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok!! feel so much better now that everything is released..just pity my laptop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty stagnant! My daily routine is just going to school and going back home, studying, eating and sleep and the cycle goes on! I think i have lost the excitment in my life this semester, so therefore having little motivation to study! SIGH! Wher have my life been too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111623800230358554?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111623800230358554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111623800230358554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111623800230358554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111623800230358554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-need-some-time-off-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111466745358633822</id><published>2005-04-28T15:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T15:50:53.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks shimei for the wonderful dinner yesterday. Oh man, it was just amazing! A victorian style restaurant with meditteranean food. I will never forget the whole out look of it. Yesterday, i felt like i was brought back to the past, during the victorian times where people wear puffy skirts. thankfully the theme for the night was GOLD, to match the elegance of the entire place and not victoiran. HAHA! I dun want to walk around king cross in big puffy skirts and corsets.&lt;br /&gt;  Went to uni today and there was a HUGE rally to keep the union and stop VSU (voluteer student union). Went to wentworth building and all the shops operating by the union were shut, gee life is bad without the union. Being curious and excited, i went for my very first rally at the front lawn at 12pm. Massive people gathered and students and teachers were making speeches. 'No penalties for those who skipped classes from 12-2' was what one of the professors shouted. WOW! It is indeed a bid thing after all. Rallies are so much fun,i wonder why don't NUS have one against the government state. I know.. thats because they are so pro-government. For the sake of my uni life i have decided to join in the march against the state's pending rule (VSU). The march started off from the uni and marched all the way around to pick up students at UTS, UNSW and the other uni students in new south wales. For once, we could walk on the roads and screaming...' VSU is not our choice, give the students back their voice!' Traffic have to stopped cos the roads were just clogged up with students and reporters were busy taking photos and stuff. Thousands of studnets joined in the march and the roads were just clogged with pple and there were massive jams. Cars were honking as we walked down the roads supporting our rally. It was just fantastic.... I just simply love rally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111466745358633822?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111466745358633822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111466745358633822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111466745358633822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111466745358633822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/04/thanks-shimei-for-wonderful-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111435134351261508</id><published>2005-04-24T23:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T00:02:23.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess its time i blooged... I can't wait to share the excitement i had for the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;  First of all, i went to Auntie Peggy's place for dinner. It was just lovely, i am sure sam, jiamin and viv agree with me on that. It was a fantastic dinner i must admit, with home-cooked food and a very warm feeling. Just reminded me of home where my mum would whipped up a few dishes awaiting my arrival. After eating food of no standard for a long time, its finally time to treat my tummy a little better after eons of torture. I was so well-fed that i could feel the pounds on me. Its like a dinner with your grandparents and hearing all those grandma stories. I love hearing them. Auntie peggy was telling us of those days when she was chased by uncle peter. She reminded us time and time again to find a man who 'worship' the ground i travelled on. At the end of the night, I guess when we left, all that we took home was just this piece of advice and of course HOPE! Hope of not just being able to eat good food again but a hope of finding someone to lean on. Aunty peggy and Uncle peter were still so loving and cute after being married for 50 years, i really enjoy watching old couples walking down the beach holding hands. At least for me, it brought me hope to see everlasting love in marriages in this world stained with divorces and affairs.&lt;br /&gt;  I was really excited today especially last night. I just couldn't sleep, keep thinking about flying today. FLying is so funtastic... must really thank chris for even taking the time off to fly us around sydney. It was super duper fun... Hey chris, you look good in that pilot uniform, haha. Never had i dreamt of sitting in a plane and flying above sydney habour bridge, but today, it became a reality. Somehow, it feels so different looking at things from above and everything is so small below us. Looking at all those mechanisms on the plane, my.. it gives me a headache already. At least, now i have firsthand experience of being in sydney's air and also at radio call.. HAHA! UNF- Uniform November Foxtrot, prepare for takeoff. HAHA! Pulling the G2 was fun, i recalled when chris pulled the plus, me, des and jiamin were screaming and we couldn't even lift our hands to take a photo. REally thank god that it was a good trip and we made it back alive and safe on to planet earth. Thanks CHRIS for driving us there and flying us around too!&lt;br /&gt;  Lastly, went for a semiformal dinner at Pancakes on the rocks with the OCFers. It was fun, chilling and eating pancakes. The ribs was just absolutely fantastic and mouthwatering. Had crepe and it was just mexicana. I only got one word for the Devil's delight that we ordered too, SINFUL! Meiyong and Huiyong baked cookies too, absolutely delicious. All i can say is that, i really really need to go swimming soon! Sam , jiamin and trish... we need to start implementing our HEALTHY LIVING proposal. After eating, the whole lot of us had a little stroll to the quay, it was just romantic with the correct ambience. BUT.. the wrong company.. haha! (guys, dun kill me! JOKING) Overall, it was a funtastic day with a romantic night. TRISH how do you say that in italian?? Definately not michoso right...HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111435134351261508?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111435134351261508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111435134351261508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111435134351261508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111435134351261508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-guess-its-time-i-blooged.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111303740750064295</id><published>2005-04-09T18:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T19:03:27.503+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been ages since i blogged. Life has been really really fast and busy for me and totally FANTASTIC! Let me begin with how my easter break went...&lt;br /&gt;  Went to Jerveys Bay, got in touch with nature and God's creation. A pity we can't see much of a valley or mountain in singapore, or even cows and horses grazing at the grass just a few metres away. Kayaking was absolutely fantastic and as i looked at all the magnificent houses that were built beside the river, it really makes me think about retirement. GREAT! Thats just too early to think about, but at least it gives me certain inspiration to my marketing project on pensioners insurance. What a life! Jerveys Bay was good.&lt;br /&gt;  Servants' Retreat was even better. Pastor Allan Webb was just such a good speaker and he really challenged me certain ideas about leadership and servanthood, not just that but as a disciple for christ. I remembered he once said that Followship is a life-long calling. Thats like such a DUH question, but think about the implications of this sentence? The cost of Discipleship and taking up the cross is for life, it is not easy to follow indeed. &lt;br /&gt;  Today, lead my first bible study. The feeling at first was somehow that of nervousness accompanied by afraidness. Afraid that i will not be able to present God's teaching accurately but i am so thankful to God that i have Tony in my group. Thanks bro, you really helped me alot and thanks for the encouragement. Not forgetting Leanne. If you reading this, thanks for the encouragement, it really encouraged me alot. If i did it right, it is only because of God. Well, as i was reflecting on the lesson learnt in today's bible study, it dawned on me how God really seeks our obedience.&lt;br /&gt;  Went for swimming after that with Jiamin, Sam and Tricia.. and we found out that we are super super unfit...Right Tricia? I think it is time to start planning my fitness scheme. Jing for Healthier Living too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111303740750064295?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111303740750064295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111303740750064295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111303740750064295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111303740750064295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/04/it-has-been-ages-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111070808129672851</id><published>2005-03-13T20:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T21:01:21.300+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What exactly is the basis for life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Many have believed that the basis for life is Love! I am starting to believe in that too. A loveless man is nothing but a living corpse, dead and purposeless. How many times have we seen on the papers about people commiting suicide due to rejection my some lover of theirs, students who slit that wrists as they felt friendless, unloved. Why is always due to LOVE?&lt;br /&gt;  So What exactly is true love? Finding that perfect Mr. Right? or just hanging out with the coolies in school just to be Miss Popular so that everyone around adores and worship you? or myabe it is being Daddy's favourite girl? Still does it really give us satisfaction when we have all the above? so then Why am i still left unsatisfied? I have totally given up on even trying to be noticed in school or even be an extreme nerd so that my parents will adore me. Standing around and just waiting for the right moment for the right person to come knocking on my door is way out of the question for me now. None have given me enough satisfaction in life. Life is just a bore!&lt;br /&gt;  I never really understood what God is love meant. I know it means that God loves us infintely. God is true love, however this is something that i can't hold on to. I know he is love but i want to be able to touch, to see, to hear, to feel, to taste this sweet love of God! During sermon today, i finally truly understood the meaning of true love. The love that many have spent their whole life in search for, some have succeeded, some have failed to find an answer or even rejected the answer. Jesus gave us 2 greatest commandment. 1) Love your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. 2)  Love your neighbour as yourself.  An interesting commandment isn't it. True Love comes from loving your neighbour as yourself as well. God is love, god gave us love so that we can love one another through fellowshiping and serving others. God made woman from man in the beginning. Although God and man had perfect fellopwship, he saw the need for man to have a helper. Our need for others in partnership is God-given. He made other human so that we can love them. Thats what truly give life satisfaction, by loving and caring for another just like ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;  It is hard isn't it. What an easy commandment to remember but yet it is so hard to act upon. True love ins't easy and it doesn't come easy too. Afterall i am just a human. As long as i do what i can do now at the moment, i will have already done my part. Loving is indeed difficult but who said being a christian was all so easy anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111070808129672851?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111070808129672851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111070808129672851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111070808129672851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111070808129672851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-exactly-is-basis-for-life-many.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-111002755071329557</id><published>2005-03-05T23:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:59:10.716+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its has been a week since i was back in sydney! What a busy week, being a social butterfly, meeting new people, catching up with the oldies.&lt;br /&gt;  Have been chatting with my new housemates and meeting people from all over the world in OCF! It is just amazing to just getting to know the different cultures and countries. I just love hearing about the many things people do in different parts of the world, yet we are able to come together to serve one GOD! WAs talking to someone from Mongolia today and he was telling me about the nomadic life that they have and the beautiful countryside. I can say that i am a sucker for cultures.. I love knowing about other cultures.&lt;br /&gt;  I wished i could just backpack around the world, free and easy. Just need to have the courage to travel alone round the world and also the finance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-111002755071329557?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/111002755071329557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=111002755071329557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111002755071329557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/111002755071329557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-has-been-week-since-i-was-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-110433795934185492</id><published>2004-12-30T02:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T03:32:39.340+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27th DEcember&lt;br /&gt;  Took another 4 hour bus back to shenzhen. Went around SHOPPING for stuff! Super Duper fun.. I like! WEnt back to Hong Kong and got ready to go for dinner at Po Lam, my dad's friend's mum's birthday.. I think she is 90 plus... Super old&lt;br /&gt;28th DEcember&lt;br /&gt;  Woke up early in the morning to visit my great-grand mother's grave at Kwai Fong. ALthough have seen her photo all the time at home but i have not exactly seen her grave. Basically i didn't do anything much today, just the usual eat, sleep and shop!&lt;br /&gt;29th December&lt;br /&gt;  After resting in hong Kong for a day, its time again to go back to mainland China. Walking past the immigration always give me a refugee like feeling. This time, to spend a night in Guangzhou. Shopped again... Its just so cool. THey have a whole street just for fashion, a street just for accesories and alot of other stuff. Me and sis stood there in awe. Went to get some stuff for my auntie and we headed for a hotel. Dinner was porridge. Have been eating porridge for the past few days. Absolutely loved it especially the porridge in China. They are so smooth and yummy!What a good day to eat porridge, in the cold night, sitting around a hot pot of porridge keeping ourselves warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-110433795934185492?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/110433795934185492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=110433795934185492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110433795934185492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110433795934185492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/12/27th-december-took-another-4-hour-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-110420663329387045</id><published>2004-12-28T14:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T15:03:53.293+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok for the continuation of my trip...&lt;br /&gt;  26th december... Stayed in Shan tou for the night and got up really early to have brekkie at a road side stall eating Kway Chap. Its a tad bit different from the usual one i eat.. Took a tour in my distant cousin's factories... Finally got to see the production of batteries, super cool... From cutting of the carbon to form the cover to insertion of carbon powder into the tubes and witnessing the the very machine that gave batteries their energy and life. From that to the packaging of the batteries and quality control.. Every single one is a product of the many sweat and blood of the thousnad people working in there. Each aged from 16 onwards, all really young and uneducated most of the time. Moving on the the stainless steel factory. A really small factory but its just amazing how such a flat piece of steel could be moulded and welded and shaped into pots and pans. It must be tiring for everyone of them. Mum decided to walked around the village to have a look. The walk i must say is the most educational yet sorrowful walk i have ever walk. Seeing the condition of what i call a slumber really saddens me. The toilet with no door filled with all sorts of stuff is deemed as not usuable at all but yet this is the toilet of  many families. Shower rooms without a shower head?? How is that possible?? I could not imagine the poverty people live in but now that i witnessed it all i can say is that, all they say is true, no exxageration at all! Having a whole family with kitchen and bed squeezing into what the call a house (to me it is called a room, probably even smaller than the one that i live in in Sydney) is what i thought was mission impossible but i am amazed, they did it. Wherever i walked, i had to keep my head down cautiously stepping over the shit on the floor. Rubbish in rivers and on roads is a common sight. How can they live in there?? Probably I'm just a blessed girl who doesn't know she is blessed at all! They have to worry about when the next meal will come, while i ponder over the fact that i have run out of clothes to wear tomorrow. Took a ride down to Chao Chou (Teochew) to look around at the culture. Went into Kai Yuan Shi Temple to have a look at the architecture. Really grand i must say.. but wat a joke. We had to pay for the entrance fee into the temple! There were loads of beggers around and i actually saw one with a muled face, really bad and saddening! Riding up the mountain to Tang Fu Yuan to see all the antiques. Really old and pretty! I Love the whole chinese antique stuff, it brings out the richness of the Chinese Culture. Had dinner at a restaurant and my dad ordered 6 plate of different cariety rice for like 8 of us. How intelligent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-110420663329387045?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/110420663329387045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=110420663329387045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110420663329387045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110420663329387045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/12/ok-for-continuation-of-my-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-110416833955452105</id><published>2004-12-28T03:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T02:49:10.173+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just in case you guys start thinking i got stuck in China and become a Da Lu Mei, i better start updating you guys on my journey to China!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly on the 24th December, christmas eve. Had a trip to Tai Po where they have the wishing tree. THe all so famous Wishing Tree shown in most Hong KOng movies. Attempted to try throwing the orange up onto the tree.. it is harder than i expected..DARN! Made our way down to Ladies Street at Mong Kok. My, it is such an overwhelming place, filled with people sqeezing our way through. Took a train down to Times Square to have dinner at a Shanghainese restaurant. REally Yummy! Christmas is really fun in Hong Kong, its super duper crowded. Everywhere is filled with people and all i could smell was just the breathe of the person next to me. I finally got a chance to see what it means by ren shan ren hai. Spend christmas in the train with thousand of people packed in the train, felt like a sardine in a can.&lt;br /&gt;25th december, what a way to spend chrsitmas. My white christmas dream can only be left till the next time, at least i spend christmas in the cold. WEnt to China early in the morning to my mum's hometown. Shan Tou! Took a 4 hour bus ride from shen zhen over, my butt really hurts sitting on the chair thankfully they played a movie to entertain us plus some Karaoke music videos. At the immigration, there were tons of people flocking to the immigration, for an instance i felt like one of the refugee fleeing away from China awaiting at the immigration, chased up the buses by the police. Oh my its like a time machine back in time. Oh my, the traffic in China is extremely scary. The cars moved like they have are dancing into a formation, criss-crossing at the junctions. Cars coming from 4 directions, including people and trishaws moving together at the same time. I am amazed at the fact that i haven seen any accidents yet with the way they are driving. Traffic lights are there on display and road lines to divide the roads are hardly visible. Driving against the traffic seems to be a common sight too. So Lawless and Rulesless! WEnt to my mother's cousin house to visit. My they are super rich with a whole plot of land and they have a business making batteries and stainless steel pots and pans. So cool! WEnt to eat dinner at a restaurant there and had a taste of what teochew food really is... Went for a little stroll at night to see the nights scene... All i can say is that, its like a GHOST town on christmas day. Took us a while to be able to find one of those road side hawker to have supper. REally brought me back 50 years ago in time. Indeed, i really find it super cool and exciting to be able to experience what a village is like after being a city girl for so long.. Finally got a taste of being a village girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-110416833955452105?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/110416833955452105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=110416833955452105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110416833955452105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110416833955452105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-in-case-you-guys-start-thinking-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-110381841598520392</id><published>2004-12-23T23:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T03:13:35.986+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Was pulled out of bed early this morning!&lt;br /&gt;  Started the day with dim sum at Maxim Palace. For the day i was treated as a queen! (here comes the favourite part)&lt;br /&gt;  Went to Ocean Park Hong Kong at 11.30 am. It is so cool.. it is on a mountain and it consists of 2 different parts of the mountain! THe Headland and the Lowland and it is linked by cable car. Took alot of rides and saw alot of animals. I love the Giant Panda, so cuddly and cute except i witnessed their excretion. I wonder why they seperate the Male (an an) and the Female (hui hui) pandas in 2 different 'cages'? Shouldn't they let them mate since they are endangered. Besides the Panda, there is the Great White Shark, BIG and Feriocious looking.&lt;br /&gt;  Took a stimulator ride! Really cool although i still prefer the one in movie world which is 3D but at least it has water spray and electric shock feeling. Being the ever fearless one, i had to drag my sister to sit the abassy with me which is also known as SUdden Drop. So far thats the only ride that i still have a little adrenalin rush for. Roller coaster was pretty fun going in circles and i really love curry fishballs.&lt;br /&gt;  Watched the all so famous Ocean Theatre Show. Dolphins and Seals dancing and jumping at great heights. It is the most exciting and interesting show that i have watched. Really enjoyed it, except for the squeezing due to the enormous crowd of people. Watched another christmas sensation, the nutcracker on ice. On the way back to meet my mum at admiralty station, we walked past this place where they spurt out 'snow' which is soap. Although i really dream of a white christmas but well i will just make do then.&lt;br /&gt;  Dinner was good! Roast Pigeons.... Absoulutely delicious. I dunnoe if it is supposed to taste like chicken or duck, but i would say abit of both. Dinner was fantastic! It was followed by a little drive through the city looking at christmas lights. I would still have to commend Singapore for doing a better job at the lights. I still prefer Singapore's lighting, Hong Kong is not even close there.&lt;br /&gt;  Bought my Birthday ice- cream cake at Haigen Diaz and managed to cut the cake before 12! Super full now...&lt;br /&gt;  Basically my thoughts about being 20:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, although i really do not want to be labelled as 20 but i still have to accept this unfortunate fact. Maybe cause it is the acknowledgement of being 20 that i have not come to terms with. i just can't believe my teengae years are over. It only seems like yesterday that i turn 13...&lt;br /&gt;8 years have passed by so quickly...and soon i will be 21! Much as i refuse to accept the fact that i am old, everyone around me seems to be reminding me about it. I guess not that i have come to realise i can't change the fact that i am growing older, i am not that scared anymore. Not that scared about the changes that i have to face. Maybe not as much as what it would be when i am 21 but at least this is the preparation period and it is the last year as a young adult. So why not stop complaining and just enjoy this year to the fullest, afterall there are alot out there who are wishing they are still 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-110381841598520392?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/110381841598520392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=110381841598520392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110381841598520392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110381841598520392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/12/was-pulled-out-of-bed-early-this.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-110373053320121849</id><published>2004-12-23T00:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T02:48:53.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;HAppy Birthday to JING JING!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birhtday to ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th Birthday Jing!&lt;br /&gt;CHeers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-110373053320121849?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/110373053320121849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=110373053320121849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110373053320121849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110373053320121849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthday-to-me-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-110373043580975234</id><published>2004-12-22T23:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T03:23:34.746+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  It will be just mins away before i really turned 20! I must keep awake for my last few mins of my teenager life! Somehow, i feel really upset over the fact that i am no longer a teen! I finally understand why a woman's age is a secret. Life is going to fly past me at 5th gear.. Its only the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;  Just a short recap about yesterday! Jetstarasia isn't as scary as i thought. The only thing is that the flight was delayed by 2 hours! Reached Hong Kong airport really really late. Checked into my dad's house... pretty small and dusty.&lt;br /&gt;  So thats the past now for the present. Took a ferry from New Territories to Hong Kong Island. Mum got seasick! Walking around aimlessly and i realised that everybody is walking at an extremely fast pace, almost running! They lived by the seconds. Its scary how the MTR works. In less than 2 mins the next train arrives, now how fast is this world? I dare not believe! Its so not my idea of a relaxed holidays. I may be strolling but i am lifted up and moved by the crowd! Took a tram...really old and noisy. Went to The Peak and chill! Visited Ripley's Believe it or not and Madamme Tusadde. Really cool and real.. Took photos witht eh royal family, beckham, jackie chan. Got a once in a life time chance to stand besides james bond and be bond girl. Shake hands with Lee K.Y and made a speech at the UN conference with Bush and Arnold standing next to me. Managed to see the dead Elvis presley, Mozart and William come back to life. NOt forgetting my idol, ALbert Einstein. Stood beside Yao Ming and that only showed how short i am, i am glad that i even reached his waist. I dream i will see my wax figure there one day. I also walked down the avenue of stars, there were plaques on the floor with the stars' name, handprint and signature. Therewere Jackie Chan, Michelle yeoh and so on... WHen will my name be there??&lt;br /&gt;Had a 8 course meal for dinner and had a little walk back home to wait upon the next day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-110373043580975234?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/110373043580975234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=110373043580975234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110373043580975234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110373043580975234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/12/it-will-be-just-mins-away-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-110361048556714976</id><published>2004-12-21T17:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T17:28:05.566+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Typing away on the computer at changi airport. In less than an hour i will be flying to Hong Kong on Jetstarasia. Its has only been a bit over a week since i arrived in Singapore. Now, i am flying again. Really excited and looking forward to get on the airplane!&lt;br /&gt;  Had a fun time yesterday. ALthough it is abit maluating but it was really fun! Just wanna thank everyone who played a part in the big scam! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;  I'll just hope that i will be able to spend a white christmas over there..&lt;br /&gt;See ya again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-110361048556714976?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/110361048556714976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=110361048556714976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110361048556714976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/110361048556714976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/12/typing-away-on-computer-at-changi.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109961726192881723</id><published>2004-11-05T11:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T12:14:21.926+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's wrong with you Jing? Get your butt out there now and stop whatever you are doing!&lt;br /&gt;  This whole week has just been super duper hectic. The week raced past me like a rocket. Nights have been sleepless, spent thinking about work, work and more work.&lt;br /&gt;  I was just chilling yesterday night on the couch with lati and sophon. One of those ' I am sick and tired of studying and my brain is saturated' nights. AS we were singing old songs and just indulging ourselves with each other's angelic voices, i realised that the year has gone past me so fast. Just in a few weeks time, i won't be staying with these weirdos anyway. I mean coolios anymore and it breaks my heart! &lt;br /&gt;  As i was looking out of the window, it dawn on me that i have been living life this week too fast. Once again, i missed another beautiful day to sit in the sun, siipping at my cup of tea and just feeling the breeze in my face. How could i have missed the flowers that were swaying to the wind outside my window like as if they were dancing? How can i not realised the rain beating away at my window making a perfect rhythm? Ah... its like music to my ears. How can i not notice the tree outside waving at me? How can i not notice the smiles on people face? Why??&lt;br /&gt;  If only i could take time to just sit and observe other people who are observing other people who are observing me! (Jiamin, sounds familar?? HAHA) If and only if....&lt;br /&gt;  DArn, exams are such a chore. Remind me again please... Why do i have to do this? "AH!! SO that you can get a degree, you ning nong!" Its my little voice in my head... Pardon it!&lt;br /&gt;  "Get back to your cell!" Oops, i can hear my work calling me back to my cell room. Got to go and create the mood and get my brain to start working and thinking! Its STUDY time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109961726192881723?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109961726192881723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109961726192881723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109961726192881723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109961726192881723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/11/whats-wrong-with-you-jing-get-your-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109939665832013406</id><published>2004-11-02T22:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T22:57:38.320+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its the exams AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;  I feel like a prisoner to studies... Have been and will be studying long hours. I have yet to appreciate studying though. Maybe one day i will... but i would love to see that day happening right NOW! Its funny how there is a handful of old man and woman in all of my lecture classes. Their "its never too old to learn' spirit never fails to challenge the way i think about studying man! I always thought school is for young teens like ME who needs to get a qualification to earn money. Yes thats the bottom line... to earn MONEY! Thats what i am surviving on right now! Although some may beg to differ but who cares!&lt;br /&gt;  Thought i might as well get some time off typing away at the computer before i return to my little cell mugging away at my books... Attempting to know my little friends well enough to take the exams! Gosh! Look! Studying is degenerating my brain abit... Talking about stress relievers. People do funny things when they are stress. Some cooks, some clean, some eat, some go walking at 2 in the morning (GeE! i wonder why i was up at 2 am looking at them doing their morning exercise??). I guess i belong to the cleaning category... I always wash the dishes when i have my little breaks. Lati said, it was a good thing. I am sure my mum who loves me to be stress all the time so that i can do the dishes for her.&lt;br /&gt;  I really envy those who only have like 1 or 2 papers spread out in a period of 2 weeks! DArN!! Its always the arts student who have got so little papers and so much time. WHY??? Oops.. I hope Leanne doesn't read this, or who knows i may see her with a parang outside my door! Unlike the Science Smarties who have to slogged their way through school and doing 5 papers in a period of 5 days! Now i know why there are millions of show out there that percieve science students as NERD! Its not that we want to be nerdy but it looks like we are forced by environment to be deemed and act and behave as NERDS! The arts people always get labelled as Ms/Mr Popular or the 'cool' people! Thats because they are so free! ( Leanne, you got to agree with me on this!) OK! I think i just angered a whole load of people there. Better lock my door at night or who knows, someone miight attempt to kill me in the middle of my sleep by filling my room with pollens and activate my dormant gene for hayfever!&lt;br /&gt;  Actually blogs are pretty cool man! One good stress reliever! Now i have moved from studying where babies come from to what is the probability of having a baby! In other words known as stats! Oh was reading my lec notes on abortion. It is gruesome... The actually vacum the baby out of the womb and the fetus have to be at least 2 months old. The baby dies from physical trauma, shock and loss of blood. So to women out there, if you have a heart ( Technically everyone have a heart), ok i mean conscience.. Do not abort you baby! How would you like your head be stuck in a vacum cleaner? If you dun want the baby, then think of other ways... or simply just take precautions mate! Family planning!&lt;br /&gt;  If only studying was easy! If only life is easier... if and only!&lt;br /&gt;  I wonder how BORING it will be then!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109939665832013406?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109939665832013406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109939665832013406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109939665832013406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109939665832013406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-exams-again-i-feel-like-prisoner-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109913284169619671</id><published>2004-10-30T20:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T20:40:41.696+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;  Abit early but doesn't matter. Anyway we had a halloween celebration at SUV! Really fun.. It was cool partaking our every so delicious aussie made HOT DOGS and at the same time sipping at our yummy SOLO! But thats not the point... The point is, there was this huge like balloon thingy, you know those that kids like to jump in, like a inflatable stuff... whatever you call those thingy.. anyway had a go at it after eating.... It was good exam reliever man! As we jump, our mind just focused on touching the sky.. For the first time, i felt like a kid agian. No wonder kids love them... But i must say, those are really tiring if you keep jumping at it continuously. Was out of breathe in like 10 mins...but it was fun just letting loose and not care about the rules and regulations of adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;   There is always a kid in us, or rather thats what i believe in. Although some of you may stressed that i am a kid trapped in an adult body! HA! Anyway, sometimes, it just get too tired living in an adult world. It is just filled with too much agony... which i'm sure everyone would have felt it at one point or another.. Life ain't fair! On top of all that, there are so many regulations and rules to follow. Just becuase we are adults doesn't mean we can't make mistakes alright! I feel so dumb that when i was young, i actually wished that i could grow up faster. Now that i am here.. i wished i could have enjoyed my childhood more. (not that i'm abused or deprived or anything!) Just that i wished i could prolonged it now.&lt;br /&gt;   Yet, i can't seem to let loose and be a child again! Everytime i try to eat my baby biscuits RUSK, everyone starts staring at me like i'm an alien. NOW whats wrong with eating baby food? Or when i try to line up with the kids to have a chance at jumping on one of those castle like balloons, i am refused entry. Finally and thankfully i got my chance today. I want to be a BABY!&lt;br /&gt;  OH! Me and lati were wondering why women or rather some women (like me) are scared of crockoaches. We found the answer..  I realised that we are genetically predisposed to be afraid of them. Its not that we want to, but it is in our genes that we are. This is so that the GUYS can have a chance to be heros and save the damsel in distress! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109913284169619671?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109913284169619671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109913284169619671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109913284169619671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109913284169619671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-halloween-abit-early-but-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109836792190546351</id><published>2004-10-21T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T00:12:01.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played sims for the first time today...&lt;br /&gt;  Created a perfect SIM! Her name is Angel Beautiful..wat a cheesy name. She is pretty, dark, funky, cool, slim and perfect. Rather, she is a dream.... She stays in a Big house with everything. Yet, she has the basic necessities as a normal real human. Food, bladder, hygeine, social life and etc. It is quite fun actually.... I wished i could live in a sims world. BUT i can't. Sims is just too perfect for me and i am far from perfect....&lt;br /&gt;  DId a peel with young today. Its some coffee peel. Its really cool man!! Just lie in bed waiting for the peel to dry on my face and after that peel it off.. Its like peeling off a layer of skin. Felt like a snake. BUt its good fun man!&lt;br /&gt;  It has been raining for the past few days continuously. Super irritating though. THe weather is so cooling and its really has got some drowsy effects on me. Feel so sleepy and tired lately. Went to watch Vanity Fair yesterday. Really cool.. all the dresses are really pretty. I wished i could wear one of those big puffy dresses like those people in the olden days and do that queen wave. I wonder how the world in will be like if i can do anything and be anyone i want to be. That will be so cool. If you could be one cartoon character, what will you be?&lt;br /&gt;  I would want to be little mermaid. I have always been so fascinated at how people can live in the water. If not i want to be the fairy god mother in cinderella. I want to be in fairy land!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109836792190546351?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109836792190546351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109836792190546351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109836792190546351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109836792190546351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/10/played-sims-for-first-time-today.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109766550367133562</id><published>2004-10-13T20:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T21:05:03.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in such a lazy mood. you know how when the weather is scorching hot and still that you just want to sleep and lay down and do nothing. Yup thats what i am like right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   38 degrees under the sun... its not a joke. It disgusting. I have never ever felt so burnt and cooked today. The air stings me each time i set foot outside. Yucks! I wonder whats with aussie weather...  Got hold on the weather report fro tmr. TOps at 25 degress with showers. A total difference of 13 degrees.. Come on...whats in the weather's man head man! ALrgith.. i should not blame him. who should i blame then???&lt;br /&gt;   Think i am falling sick. and its all PSYCHOLOGICAL! I keep thinking with a weather like that i will definately fall sick.. Have been overdosing myself with vitmain c.....NOT! The weather is a killer and i can't stop complaining. Its either too hot or too cold. NEVER in between! Its so fickle.. MAKE up your mind! Maybe i am just not satisfied with everything at all! When will i ever be?&lt;br /&gt;  Made some jello yesterday.. LATI loves it..esp the longan. Her first LONGAN! Was just sitting and chatting with my housemates till like 3 in the morning yesterday, i wonder what we were thinking talking till so late in the morning. BUt it was good.... i never knew so much about each other. Probably we were all lonely on a lonely night and we could all do a company. THinking about it, i dun have much long to stay with these awesome mates. I really miss them. The first time i lived alone.. and yet it was such a good experience. I must addmit i get along very well with all of them and i absolutely adore them. The joke, laugh and cry with me. Man i so miss them already!&lt;br /&gt;  OKOK! i miss you guys too.... HAHA! i think i am enjoying life too much here... ALthough studying is bad... but my housemates are nice! Just like ME! And of course not forgetting my beloved friends out here in aussie man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109766550367133562?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109766550367133562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109766550367133562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109766550367133562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109766550367133562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-am-in-such-lazy-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109654877123003029</id><published>2004-09-30T20:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T00:13:06.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its just so great to have a holiday. After staying behind closed doors staring at the computer all month long doing assignments and essay, i finally come to a conclusion that university is tough and i always have to be on the ball. It has been a long time since i slept for hours and hours, sleeping at 3am and waking up at 12pm. Gone will be those days when i start school again on tuesday. Have been going shopping for 2 days in a row already. Went to 2 different DFO (direct factory outlet) with my friends. Bought a pants for 10 bucks and a pair of canterbury shorts for 5 bucks. They had some really great deals there i must say. Went to koorong on monday, it was AMAZING! I love the children's bible, they were so colourful with beautiful drawings. Wish i was a kid again! Maybe i am! Basically, it feels so good to shop.&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch a chick flick today. The cinderella story. It was a typical hollywood fairy tale. A charming prince falling in love with a plain looking diner girl who scrubs floors and abused by her stepmother and stepsisters. As usual, the prince is charming... and hillary duff is just plain looking. Its like a typical show that a girl will watch just to get herself out of reality and indulge in the fantasy world. But after the show, reality slams back into my face... fairy tales never meant to happen in reality. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Well, watever....watching wimbleton tmr. Another lovey dovey story about tennis. I am so in the mood now to watch all these chick flicks. I just want to keep fantasizing and never get back into reality...Work, Study and no Play!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh! I really don't want school to start so soon. But well, one must not try to delude herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109654877123003029?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109654877123003029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109654877123003029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109654877123003029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109654877123003029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-just-so-great-to-have-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109568142626768979</id><published>2004-09-20T20:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T21:57:06.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Broken NOse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  " I'm not pretty enough, with a nose so broken." Indeed, it is true....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  For those of you who don't know, i will repeat my life history again. It was one of those beautiful night when everyone should be in bed. Saturday 18 september 2004, 3 am in the morning. I was down with diarrhoea and was vomitting too. Indeed, it wasn't a pleasant sight at all.. all the elegance and glamness in me just flushed down the toilet bowl. Anyway yar, kinda got choked on my own vomit i think and had difficulty breathing. Feeling weak and tired, i laid down on the toilet floor hoping i would be fine. Bad idea... i have never slept in the toilet all my life before. But thats besides the point. I must be really tired that i closed my eyes and fall asleep. That was the worst thing to do...sleeping in the toilet. The next thing that happened, i awoke laying on the toilet floor in a different position, with towels on the floor and detergent spilt everywhere. Looking at my hand, i was astonished to find blood on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;  I stood up and took a look in the mirror, my face was covered with blood. (Yes, this is not fictional!) I cleaned my wound and went back to bed. However, the wound kept bleeding, i wonder where i got all that blood from? Went to the doc in the morning and have it stitched up..all ready for the pirate praty later in the night. SO now, i have 5 stiches on my nose and a bandage over it, trying to make a fashion statement. THe doctor was really cool and funny though, the first thing that he said was your nose is pretty straight and it was a good cut. He gave me 2 options 1) dun stitch and have a hole as a scar or  2) Stitch and have a line as a scar. Obviously i would rather have a line as a scar. Well the doc said i must have fainted in the toilet to not be able to feel the pain. ANyway, laying on the "operating' bed is new to me.  Feels exciting but of course the excitment wasn't there for long. Fear and tears took over when he injected anesthetic into the wound. It was the most painful thing on earth. But still anesthetic is one of the best invention. All i could see when he put the anesthetic was blood flowing out. Well, i must really thank JIAMIN for being there. Sorry to sqeeze your hand so hard and to look at such a gory scence of blood gushing out. I must say you are one brave girl, you could be a nurse. And to Leanne and SHi-mei, thanks for that encouragemnt and reassurance of my beauty.. HAHA! Thanks to the doctor for making everything feel so comfy and making me feel relaxed. Thanks be to god that i am still alive and for sending his angels to watch over me and let me know that i am not alone in this.&lt;br /&gt;  THe hardest part of the whole accident i guess is not the pain of everything. IS the fact that i have to tell my mum about it. Listening to her cry on the phone is indeed tormenting. The hardest part was breaking the news and having to have the strength to console her after that. Glad that i have been strong, many times i wanted to cry with her but nope, it would have made it worst. But well, after a storm, there is always a rainbow. so now all i can sing is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I am beautiful, no matter what they say. Words can't bring me down!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who care: HAHA! I know you all do....Thanks mates..I am fine, alive and kicking. Still joyful and basically still JING with a huge EGO. I may have lost beauty externally, but i stil have a great inner beauty..HAHA! Try deflating that! Anyway tkae care people. One lesson i have learnt so far is : Whatever you do, never never ever fall alseep in the toilet, you never know whats gonna happen next. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109568142626768979?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109568142626768979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109568142626768979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109568142626768979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109568142626768979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/09/broken-nose-im-not-pretty-enough-with.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109436626339905498</id><published>2004-09-05T16:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T16:37:43.400+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weather forecast of sydney today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Showers and thunderstorms with some hail and heavy rain, clearing overnight.&lt;br /&gt;Light to moderate southeast to northeast winds.&lt;br /&gt;Current Temperature: 13 C&lt;br /&gt;Forecast Max: C&lt;br /&gt;Wind Direction &amp; Speed: SSW at 10 knots&lt;br /&gt;Humidity: 79%&lt;br /&gt;Pressure: 1020.4 hPa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 5th september 2004&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1637&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109436626339905498?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109436626339905498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109436626339905498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109436626339905498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109436626339905498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/09/weather-forecast-of-sydney-today-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109429634059720385</id><published>2004-09-04T21:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T21:12:20.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so Excited! All i can say is, it is a very exciting way to start Spring. Its Hailing here in Sydney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109429634059720385?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109429634059720385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109429634059720385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109429634059720385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109429634059720385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-am-so-excited-all-i-can-say-is-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109395922652942124</id><published>2004-08-31T22:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T23:33:46.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Now that the Olypmics are over, there is nothing much more to look forward to except paralympic, which is in 2 weeks time. THe closing ceremony was spectacular although i taught the singing in greek was abit to the boring side.  Nevertheless, watching the olympics was always one of my most favourite must watch events in four years. Really looking forward to the one in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;  Well watching Olympics bring back memories. Everytime i watch a race, i always imagine myself running in the race, crossing the finishing line has always been something that i look upon too.&lt;br /&gt;  As always, there are some atheletes that i look up to during the olympics and it never fails every olympic. I admire the few atheletes that have touched the hearts of many. Sport does bring out the good and the bad side of human nature. 12 dozens atheletes were tested positive for drugs.  Aussie rower Sally robins,  gave up rowing half way through the race letting her whole team down. If i were her team members, i would have been furious and probably throw her off the boat. BUt although the team mates were angry and upset yet they face the media together as a team, holding a conference of apology.&lt;br /&gt;  The iraqi's footballer who shone in the olympics coming in fourth after losing to paraquay. They have come so far. After being rejected entry into the olympics, they din lose heart, yet they fought bravely, and perserverance paid off. 2 months before the games begun, they were allowed to participate. The fought bravely at every single game, they din give up. The spectators cheered for them as they advanced to each game with pride, with courage. They were their country's pride and my heros. (a tribute to them were shown on tv too. REally touching!)&lt;br /&gt;  Nevertheless, there was Robina, the first Afghanistan woman to compete in the 100m race. I admire her courage to run the race. ALthough she was so tiny beside all the other people, although she came in last in her race, but she was made history. She was Brave Heart!&lt;br /&gt;  Yanna pittma, who endured and perservered and fought hard in her 400m hurdle race. With a knee operation just 2 weeks before the olympics, she endured the pain and complete the race.&lt;br /&gt;  El Guerrouj, the star of the year. Won 2 gold medals in the long distance race. Looks like He is the pride of Morroco. A dark horse whose name wasn't even remembered much less winning any medal before. He showed that you don't have to be big to win the race. &lt;br /&gt;  The hungarian swimmer who came in 8th (i think) in one of the swimming events in Sydney olympics who had vowed to win a gold medal in Athens got his dream.&lt;br /&gt;  Last but not least, the hero of all hero, who had showed great sportsmanship. Brazil marathon runner Vanderlei de Lima who came in third. He was pushed while running his last lap by a insane priest. Because of that, he lost his gold medal and emerged third winning as well a medal of fair play. His determination didn't stop me from winning a medal. He got back on his feet, he didn't resent, he didn't gave up. He continued his race. He finished the race. He won! No obstacles could stop him from reaching the medal.&lt;br /&gt;  There were more than a 1000 participants but only 301 gold medals. Many left unrewarded for their hard work. Winners celebrated with their love ones, the rest were consoled by their loved ones too. Sports can bring out the grace in people, yet in can bring out the evil in human nature too. With so little medals and so many participants, why do people still want to participate knowing that they will not win. Quoted by Braon Pierre de coubertin "the important in life is not the triumph but the fight, the essential thing is not to have won but fought well."&lt;br /&gt;  A christian walk is the same as a race in olympic. Except everyone is a winner. Everyone gets a gold medal at the end of the day. ALthough the walk is tough with obstacles that lie ahead stumbling us, yet let us learn from the athletes to get back on our feet and run the race with perserverance and faith. God wants us to be winners, all of us. ALthough the race may seem tough, yet let us not be discourages. When we lose in a race, our loved ones will come running to us, comforting us. How much more will our father in heaven comfort us. How much more will our father be there with us. How much more will our father love us and hold our hand. How much more will he carry us through every obstacle, encouraging us and holding our hand as we run the race. Like in a race, we are never running or competiting along. We are never running the race of god alone! Let us stand strong in our faith and run the  race with perserverance and faith. Let us never stop running till we reached the finishing line. Let us uplift one another as we run this race together, hand in hand. Let us encourage one another never to give up.&lt;br /&gt;  Hebrews 12: 1-2 "Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily tangles, and let us run with perserverance the race marked our for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God."&lt;br /&gt;  I want to run this race. I want to learn from the atheletes their never dying spirit. I want to learn their perserverance and courage. I want to run this race.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Will you run this race with me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109395922652942124?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109395922652942124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109395922652942124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109395922652942124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109395922652942124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/now-that-olypmics-are-over-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109370052905292829</id><published>2004-08-28T23:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T23:42:09.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Went OCF Sydney AGM. It is indeed interesting to know how OCF is run. I must say that it was really touching to hear how god works in use, giving us blessings upon blessings. Indeed, OCF is about Jesus and for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;  Was listening to Esther's sharingabout personality quizzes. She was sharing about how many a times, we take so many quizzes and you can just answer the quiz in such a way that you can get the personality you want to be seen on the paper. It is true...we take it so many times that i know the answers to most of the question already. I felt really challenged about what she say. She led us to Luke 12:13. A personality quiz: ARe you a fool? Many a times, we store up posessions and riches on earth. We are overwhlemed by greed.  All the earthly possesions that we store up for ourselves so that we can eat, drink and be merry. But yet God said, "You FOOL! This very night, your life will be demanded from you. Then who will get what you have prepared for yourself." I was deeply challenged. Nobody wants to be called a fool, certainly not me. Have we been looking too much at our tangible rewards and focusing too much on what we have now that we forget what is stored us for us in heaven? The richness in heaven? I guess to be or not to be a fool, is entirely up to us!&lt;br /&gt;  AFter AGM, we have our all time favourite sports- captain's ball. It was fun to see how aggressive CERTAIN people play. The funniest was when the game turn into a rugby game when you see people rolling around on the floor trying their best to catch and hold the ball tightly in their arms. But it was good to know that they did their best.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, we can't live without food can we? went to eat lunch at red hat restaurant, a change to our usual Golden Fang, aka Auntie fang. The food was good, nevertheless, we just couldn't resist not ordering our all-time favourite, and the only dish that OCFers CANNOT live without- shandong chicken. WHerever we go, we always order that.&lt;br /&gt;  Went for a game of tennis. It was tiring but fun. Muscle-stimulating too. Hopefully i will be able to burn my fats off. Besides exercising our hand and legs, we exercise our brain, mouth and fingers too, my singing and playing on the guitar. SO you can see, it was extrememly tiring and energy-draining.&lt;br /&gt;  Went for dinner at some indo restaurant. Its so unfair that they have more varieties to choose from. I think OCF must expand our horizon and explore new grounds. Honestly, we have been in Aunite Fang for way too long a time. (notice the intimacy level we have obtained after spending most of our lives there.) I should start writing up a petition to have more food stores around church.&lt;br /&gt;  Headed straight home and finally its time again for me to indulge in my favourite pastime. STUDYING! (notice the sacarsm!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109370052905292829?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109370052905292829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109370052905292829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109370052905292829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109370052905292829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/went-ocf-sydney-agm.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109361647936683357</id><published>2004-08-28T00:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T00:21:19.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Sometimes i hate blogging. I hate it when everyone knows my deepest thoughts. I hate it when someone gets too close to me, reading every thought of mine.&lt;br /&gt;  I was having dinner with LAti, and she was just telling me that i am a complex one. HAHA! (Jing Thinks alot! Isn't it an irony)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Well i must admit she is right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hate it when someone knows me too well. It gets scary. I'm selfish... I want something to belong soley to me and the only thing that i can grasp is my mind. My thoughts. I  just want to be the only one who know myself the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing at times. I don't mind if people call me emotionless, i don't mind if i am called heartless. I really don't mind! I just don't want to lose even the only thing that i can hold on to tightly.&lt;br /&gt;  I hate showing every single emotions to everybody. I hate to cry in front of people. I want to be remembered as the strong one. I don't want others to see my weakness, (or rather i try).&lt;br /&gt;  As i try to remember every single day of my lives, i wonder if i have changed in my thoughts? Or have i always been so complex. So hard to understand. So hard to a nut to crack? WAs i never open in my emotions, feelings and thoughts? WAs i ever so expressionless? Have i always been the smiley, cheerful, sunshine girl? I begin to wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109361647936683357?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109361647936683357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109361647936683357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109361647936683357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109361647936683357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/sometimes-i-hate-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109298596502532093</id><published>2004-08-20T16:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T17:12:45.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sick of home, Home Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just yesterday, i was homesick AGAIN! I remembered when i was back home, i used to be so sick of home at certain times. I can't wait to get out of house. I used to envy those who were able to leave home... to be free away from their families and to be independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Sigh but now i just admired those who can go home everyday to their home and family. Indeed there is a high price to pay for the so called "independence" that i was dying to have since young. Yet i reckon, being independent doesn't really means we have to live alone and free from the clutches of our seemingly 'cruel' parents. I think i have mixed up independence and escaping or avoiding the naggings of our 'long-winded' parents. Isn't it an irony to be sick of home when you are at home and home sick when you are away from home. I haven figured out which is best for me.. Is being sick of home a better feeling or is being homesick, a torturous feeling althogether? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  Afterall, this is LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  Had my chemistry prac this morning, was talking to my new chem partner. A Lebanese who is taking science. I was just talking to him about biochemistry and pharmacology as my major. He was just telling me that the combi is pretty interesting, the only thing is the long hours. Apparently it is 5 hours of lab for each unit that i have to take, which adds to a total of 10 hours of lab per week for only a major in biochem. Man! I was still hoping for a cut of 10 hours of school from my all so packed timetable. Compared to the 9 hours of school per week for the commerce students, how lucky are they man! Should have taken that in the first place. To think lati was complaining about her long days which add up to about 9 hours a week. What is she complaining about man? Indeed i am looking forward to my lifeless time next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  Where is my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  Just a note to my little DARLINGS back home. How's life? Betcha having a bad time without me! HAHA! Come to think about it, i miss chilling with you guys at BREKKO's (our favourite hangout). How's everybody doing man? Hey Dr. Wang and J-A-S-L-I-N-E , how did your birthdays go? Oh man, you guys are officially joining the 20's club. But dun worry, i will be joining you guys soon. Bu ren lao bu xing! Got to go enjoy the remaining days of being 19..haha! Muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109298596502532093?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109298596502532093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109298596502532093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109298596502532093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109298596502532093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/sick-of-home-home-sick-just-yesterday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109275241712939077</id><published>2004-08-17T23:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T00:20:17.130+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Had my biology presentation today. For the first time, i was scared. I  have never been scared just by speaking to a group of 11 people. But today i was and i wondered why. It could be the cold or it could be just the topic. (Human Evolution)&lt;br /&gt;  So after that stressful afternoon, i ran back home in the cold wind. It took me ages to get home, walking against the wind was never fun to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;  Had a go at the olympic games, and guess wat...they are showing swimming again. I hate the commentators. They are super biased..and all they show on TV is Ian Thorpe and his 5 gold medals and the australian teams kickin ass in swimming. Why isn't there anything on singapore?&lt;br /&gt;  So i gave up halfway. Went to cook a sumptous dinner for lati and young. ANd i burnt my finger by accident. How wonderful! So as the chicken was cooking, i was attempting to learn how to skateboard. I jolly well landed on my bum. Now, i am not going to skateboard anymore! I have learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;  Much as i want to be positive and say i had a good day today but i can't decieve myself much..all i can say is that... It will definitely be better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109275241712939077?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109275241712939077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109275241712939077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109275241712939077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109275241712939077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/had-my-biology-presentation-today.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109243265456639042</id><published>2004-08-14T07:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T07:30:54.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome OLYMPICS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It is 7:17 am in the morning and i just finished watching the opening ceremony. It started at 3:30am and i wanted so much to watch it, so out of my bed i jumped. I must say it was spectacular, absoultely magnificent. I guess watching it live on TV with everybody else in Athens, makes it even more exciting. But i reckon, the best part is to be able to watch it with my mates. SUV had organised a toga party where we can all gather to watch the ceremony with free breakfast provided. We had to wear wither togas or PJs so i chose my comfiest PJs out. A purple one with lady bugs on. Just missing UGG boots to look a little more Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;  Well the ceremony was abit boring iniatially but when the flags came in, we just shouted and cheered for our country. It took quite sometime for singapore to come on though. So i slept for a while in the midst of waiting. But the wait was all worth it. I guess i am just patriotic and proud to be a singaporean. Afterall, the cheering and yelling was super duper FUN!&lt;br /&gt;  Had some breakfast, A harsh brown, sausages on bread and an egg on bread. Typical aussie breakfast.  Man, now that the olympics has started, i am so going to be busy watching the games. A must not miss, Atheletes and Gymnastics. My Favourite...although many girls like swimming and going gaga over Ian Thorpe. Until now, i really wonder what's so nice about swimming and Ian Thorpe? Not like he is super hunky or cute for that matter, i would rather look into the mirror and admire that reflection i see. (Abit of ego problem here.)&lt;br /&gt;  Well for those who miss the opening ceremony, too BAD! Try catching the closing ceremony then. I for one, had a great time waking up at 3 in the morning and not sleeping a wink after the thingy ended. Ok i better get some rest now for i have an amazing race (like a treasure hunt thingy) to do tomorrow, or rather today..later at 9.30. Yawnzz.. Good night, or should i say GOOD MORNING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love OLYMPICS! Welcome home to Greece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109243265456639042?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109243265456639042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109243265456639042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109243265456639042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109243265456639042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/welcome-olympics-it-is-717-am-in.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109231702102716305</id><published>2004-08-12T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T23:23:41.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from an email and i thought it was pretty well written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;            “We love because God first loved us”        &lt;/div&gt; In the arena of life, we are surrounded by:&lt;br /&gt;1)Materialism 2)Competition 3) Stress 4) Difficulties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We don’t have the luxury:&lt;br /&gt;1) To isolate ourselves 2)To opt out of the competition 3)To give up&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of such an environment, what sort of spirit have we developed within our souls? Is it a loving spirit or a loveless spirit?       &lt;br /&gt;    A loving spirit consists of LOVE, where “Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; Love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope, and patience never fail.” (1 Corinthians 13: 4-7 TEV)       &lt;br /&gt;And a loveless spirit consists of: 1) Selfishness 2)Pride 3) Bad temper  4)Inconsiderateness 5)Envy 6)Gossip 7) Intolerance 8) Malice 9)Hate 10) REvenge 11) Arrogance 12) Greediness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Think about it, a loving spirit gives us the ability to make our family and others happy and in the process brings joy to ourselves. How? A loving spirit goes out of the way:&lt;br /&gt;1) To give pleasure instead of merely trying to please 2)To do kind deeds instead of looking after number one 3)To do a good turn instead of waiting for one 4) To give cheerfully rather than to receive 5) To serve gladly instead of being served 6) To share generously our knowledge and time instead of grudgingly               &lt;br /&gt;    Where do we stand? It is likely that most of us, in our daily living, are nearer to possessing a loveless spirit. But we do want to make our spouses, ourselves and others happy. So there is in most of us a desire to sweeten, purify and transform our loveless spirit into a loving spirit in daily life. Can we do it by our will power or with time or with the help of religion?  Yes, but it can be a very slow process and we are more likely to give up before achieving our goal of possessing that loving spirit. But the Christian religion advises: ”We love because God first loved us”(1 John 4:19 TEV). Father Henri Nouwen asked, “How do we know that we are infinitely loved by God when our immediate surroundings keep telling us that we’d better prove our right to exist?  "The knowledge of being loved in an unconditional way, before the world presents us with its conditions, cannot come from books, lectures, television programs, or workshops. This spiritual knowledge comes from people who witness to God’s love for us through their words and deeds. These people can be close to us but they can also live far away or may even have lived long ago. Their witness announces the truth of God’s love and calls us to act in accordance with it.”(Bread for the Journey, June 17)       &lt;br /&gt;    However, for us to know personally that we are loved by God is not as easy as we think because for us to respond to God’s love is a great act of faith. Even monks have great difficulty to know for certain that God loves them. As Father Henri Nouwen said, “I suddenly saw much better than before that one of the greatest temptations of a monk is to doubt God’s love. Those who enter a contemplative monastery with the intention of staying for life must be very much aware of their own brokenness and need for redemption. If the monastic life should lead them to a morbid introspection of their own sinfulness, it would lead them away from God for whom they came to the monastery. Therefore, the growing realisation of one’s sins and weaknesses must open the contemplative to a growing awareness of God’s love and care.” (The Genesee Diary, Oct 27 1974)               &lt;br /&gt;    Like the monks we find it hard to believe that God loves us when we are all so sinful. We feel that we have to earn the love God offered to us. But God wants to offer that love to us not because we have earned it, but because He has decided to love us independently of any effort on our part. God’s love for us is so total and unconditional that He simply welcomes us home, if we repent and return to Him. As Henri Nouwen said, “God does not require a pure heart before embracing us. Even if we return only because following our desires has failed to bring happiness, God will take us back. Even if we return because being a Christian brings us more peace than being a pagan, God will receive us. Even if we return because our sins did not offer as much satisfaction as we had hoped, God will take us back. Even if we return because we could not make it on our own, God will receive us. God’s love does not require any explanation about why we are returning. God is glad to see us home and wants to give us all we desire, just for being home.” (The Road to Daybreak, Nov 17 1985) “God’s unconditional love means that God continues to love us even when we say or think evil things. God continues to wait for us as a loving parent waits for the return of a lost child. It is important for us to hold on to the truth that God never gives up loving us even when God is saddened by what we do. That truth will help us to return to God’s ever-present love.” (Bread for the Journey, Feb 6)  St Paul said, “God puts right everyone who believes in Jesus” (Romans 3:26) and Jesus came to help us to return to God without fear of God. As Henri Nouwen said,  “Jesus came to us to help us overcome our fear of God. As long as we are afraid of God, we cannot love God. Love means intimacy, closeness, mutual vulnerability, and a deep sense of safety. But all of those are impossible as long as there is fear. Fear creates suspicion, distance, defensiveness and insecurity. "The greatest block in the spiritual life is fear. Prayer, meditation, and education cannot come forth out of fear. God is perfect love, and as John the Evangelist writes, ‘Perfect love drives out fear.’(1 John 4:18) Jesus’ central message is that God loves us with an unconditional love and desires our love, free from all fear, in return.” (Bread for the Journey, Feb 29)   And Mother Teresa said, “Jesus came into this world for one purpose. He came to give us the Good News that God loves us, that God is love, that He loves you, and He loves me. He wants us to love one another as He loves each one of us. Let us love Him. How did the Father love Him? He gave Him to us. How did Jesus love you and me?--by giving His life. He gave all that He had--His life--for you and me. He died on the cross because He loved us, and He wants us to love one another as He loves each one of us. When we look at the cross, we know how He loved us. When we [at Christmas] look at the manger we know how He loves us now, you and me, your family, and everybody’s family with a tender love. And God loves us with a tender love. That is all that Jesus came to teach us, the tender love of God. ‘I have called you by your name, you are mine.’” (Jesus, The Word to be Spoken, Dec 26)  But, because after many promises we still sin again and again, the great temptation for us is to run away from God in despair instead of returning to Him in hope. As Henri Nouwen said, “During this week Judas and Peter present me with the choice between running away from Jesus in despair or returning to Him in hope. Judas betrayed Jesus and hanged himself. Peter denied Jesus and returned to Him in tears.       &lt;br /&gt;    "Sometimes despair seems an attractive choice, solving everything in the negative. The voice of despair says, ‘I sin over and over again. After endless promises to myself and others to do better next time, I find myself back again in the old dark places. Forget about trying to change. I have tried for years. It didn’t work and it will never work. It is better that I get out of people’s way, be forgotten, no longer around, dead.’ "This strangely attractive voice takes all uncertainties away and puts an end to the struggle. It speaks unambiguously for the darkness and offers a clear-cut negative identity.       &lt;br /&gt;    "But Jesus came to open my ears to another voice that says, ‘I am your God, I have moulded you with My own hands, and I love what I have made. I love you with a love that has no limits, because I love you as I am loved. Do not run away from Me. Come back to Me---not once, not twice, but always again. You are My child. How can you ever doubt that I will embrace you again, hold you against My breast, kiss you and let My hands run through your hair? I am your God---the God of mercy and compassion, the God of pardon and love, the God of tenderness and care. Please do not say that I have given up on you, that I cannot stand you anymore, that there is no way back. It is not true. I so much want you to be with Me. I so much want you to be close to Me. I know all your thoughts. I hear all your words. I see all of your actions. And I love you because you are beautiful, made in My own image, an expression of My most intimate love. Do not judge yourself. Do not condemn yourself. Do not reject yourself. Let My love touch the deepest, most hidden corners of your heart and reveal to you your own beauty, a beauty that you have lost sight of, but which will become visible to you again in the light of My mercy. Come, come, let Me wipe your tears, and let My mouth come close to your ear and say to you, ‘I love you, I love you, I love you.’       &lt;br /&gt;     "This is the voice that Jesus wants us to hear. It is the voice that calls us always to return to the One who has created us in love and wants to re-create us in mercy. Peter heard that voice and trusted it. As he lets that voice touch his heart, tears came---tears of sorrow and tears of joy, tears of remorse and tears of peace, tears of repentance and tears of gratitude.       &lt;br /&gt;    It is not easy to let the voice of God’s mercy speak to us because it is a voice asking for an always open relationship, one in which sins are acknowledged, forgiveness received, and love renewed. It does not offer us a solution, but a friendship. It does not take away our problems, but promises not to avoid them. It does not tell us where it all will end, but assures us that we will never be alone. A true relationship is hard work because loving is hard work, with many tears and many smiles. But it is God’s work and worth every part of it.        &lt;br /&gt;    O Lord, my Lord, help me to listen to Your voice and choose Your mercy.” (The Road to Daybreak, March 26 1986)               &lt;br /&gt;    So, how can we hear with our inner ears this voice that Peter heard?  Before we can hear this inner voice that Peter heard, we have to start by believing in the Bible and that “All Scripture is inspired by God and is useful for teaching the truth, rebuking error, correcting faults, and giving instruction for right living, so that the person who serves God may be fully qualified and equipped to do every kind of good deed.” (2 Timothy 3:16-17 TEV) And that "Everything written in the Scriptures was written to teach us, in order that we might have hope through the patience and encouragement which the Scriptures give us." (Romans 15:4 TEV) What this mean is that we must develop our faith in God. And what is faith? St Paul says “To have faith is to be sure of the things we hope for, to be certain of the things we cannot see.” (Hebrew 11:1 TEV) and without faith we cannot please God as, “No one can please God without faith, for whoever comes to God must have faith that God exists” (Hebrew 11:6 TEV). Faith is accepting Jesus at His word. When Jesus was asked, “’Where is your father?’ Jesus answered, ‘You know neither Me nor my Father. If you knew Me, you would know my Father also.’”(John 8:19 TEV) and “The Father and I are one.”(John 10:30 TEV) “Whoever sees Me sees also Him who sent Me.”(John 12:45 TEV) St Paul says “Christ is the visible likeness of the invisible God.”(Colossians 1:15 TEV) Jesus tells us that He loves us “I love you just as the Father loves Me”(John 15:9 TEV) and “I am the good Shepherd, who is willing to die for the sheep” (John 10:11 TEV). Faith, then, is taking Jesus completely and absolutely at His word. Faith is complete trust that what Jesus said and taught about God is true.       &lt;br /&gt;     Faith is complete confidence in Jesus’ love for us. As Mother Teresa asked, “Am I convinced of Christ’s love for me and mine for Him? This conviction is like a sunlight that makes the sap of life rise and the buds of sanctity bloom. This conviction is the rock on which sanctity is built. What must we do to get this conviction? We must know Jesus, love Jesus, serve Jesus. We know Him through prayers, meditations, and spiritual duties. We love Him through Holy Mass and the sacraments and through that intimate union of love. We must endeavor to live alone with Him in the sanctuary of our inmost heart.” (No Greater Love, Mother Teresa, 81)       &lt;br /&gt;    We also know Jesus through studying the Bible and contemplating on Jesus’ love for us daily. Jesus loves us always, as He says; “I love you just as the Father loves Me.” (John 15:9 TEV) “And look, I am with you always; yes, to the end of time.” (Matthew 28:20 NJB) “I will never leave you; I will never abandon you.”(Hebrew 13:5 TEV) “I will never turn away anyone who comes to Me.”(John 6:37 TEV) Jesus assures us “...for the Father Himself loves you. He loves you because you love Me and have believed that I come from God.” (John 16:27 TEV) St John tells us "God showed His love for us by sending His only Son into the world, so that we might have life through Him"(1 John 4:9 TEV). This was clearly emphasized by Jesus, who said "I have come in order that you might have life---life in all its fullness." (John 10:10 TEV) Jesus says “Listen! I stand at the door and knock; if any hear My voice and open the door, I will come into their house and eat with them, and they will eat with Me.” (Revelation 3:20 TEV)         When Jesus comes into our hearts, we will be transformed to having a loving spirit. Then we will be able to bear everyday trials cheerfully and will be patient even under persistent irritation. We learn to return good for evil, meet the friction of everyday living with gentleness and sweetness and do not envy others. We learn to be humble and not boast about ourselves. We learn not to be easily provoked and we bear no malice. We learn not to fear as St Paul says “For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.”(2 Timothy 1:7 NKJV) We learn to be kind and compassionate, having a tender heart and not a stony heart “full of hypocrisy and sins.” (Matthew 23:28 TEV)    &lt;br /&gt;    Therefore, for this miracle of transformation to come about so that our spirits become loving, we have to daily contemplate deeply on Jesus’ love and Words and obey His commandments. What are God’s commandments on love? Jesus tells us “The Lord our God is the only Lord. Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength. The second most important commandment is this: ‘Love your neighbour as you love yourself.’”(Mark 12:30-31 TEV). Again Jesus Christ says, "My commandment is this: love one another, just as I love you" (John 15:12 TEV). “If you have love for one another, then everyone will know that you are My disciples.” (John 13:35 TEV) We cannot love Jesus if we do not obey His commandments as Jesus says, “If you love Me, you will obey My commandments.”(John 14:15 TEV) and “If you obey My commands you will remain in My love.” (John 15:10 TEV) and “My commandment is this: love one another, just as I love you” (John 15:12 TEV). Again Jesus says “Whoever loves Me will obey My teaching. My Father will love him, and My Father and I will come to him and live with him.”(John 14:23 TEV) We need always to remember that if we do not obey His teachings, we don’t love Him, as Jesus says, “He who does not love Me does not keep My Words.”(John 14:24 NKJV) St John reminded us that, "Whoever does not love does not know God, for God is love"(1 John 4:8 TEV) and "if we say we love God, but hate others, we are liars. For we cannot love God, whom we have not seen, if we do not love others, whom we have seen."(1 John 4:20 TEV) He emphasised that, "God is love, and those who live in love live in union with God and God lives in union with them"(1 John 4:16 TEV).        &lt;br /&gt;    Mother Teresa summed it up by saying,  “Jesus came into this world for one purpose. He came to give us the good news that God loves us, that God is love, that He loves you, and He loves me. How did Jesus love you and me? By giving His life.       &lt;br /&gt;   God loves us with a tender love. That is all that Jesus came to teach us: the tender love of God. ‘I have called you by your name, you are mine’ (Isaiah 43:1 NAB).  ‘The whole gospel is very, very simple. Do you love me? Obey my commandments. He’s turning and twisting just to get around to one thing: love one another. ‘Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with thy whole heart, with thy whole soul, and with all thy mind’ (Deuteronomy 6:5 KJV). This is the command of our great God, and He cannot command the impossible. Love is a fruit, in season at all times and within the reach of every hand. Anyone may gather it and no limit is set.       &lt;br /&gt;    Everyone can reach this love through meditation, the spirit of prayer, and sacrifice, by an intense interior life. Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary.” (No Greater Love, 21)                &lt;br /&gt;    Therefore, “we love because God first loved us” as this is a cause and effect phenomenon. The cause is “because God first loved us” and when we are able to fervently believe this; the effect on us is that we love. Since love begets love, we begin to love Jesus and others by a process of induction, like a magnet. Do we have faith in Jesus that this will come about? If we do have faith, then our chances of being transformed from having a loveless spirit into a loving spirit are that much better because the fruit of faith is love. Faith or trust is the direct route to love and we have to trust that only through being loved are we capable of love. And for the miracle of having that loving spirit starts with me, I must truly believe that God first loves me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109231702102716305?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109231702102716305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109231702102716305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109231702102716305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109231702102716305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/got-this-from-email-and-i-thought-it.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109229828055751547</id><published>2004-08-12T17:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T18:11:20.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why search for the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Had to do some research on my speech about the migration of humans. Evolution believed that apes and humans shared the same common ancestor. We have diverged a few million years ago and have evolved to be homo sapiens. US!&lt;br /&gt;  It is indeed a hard topic for me to research much less to even talk about it. I don't wanna lie yet i have to face up to reality- to do my work at the end of the day. Sometimes, i wonder why i have to take such a hard route, i can just give up and study evolution of animals instead. Won't it be easier? HAve i made a wrong choice right from the start? or is this just another test of my faith? It indeed pains me to read about such fallacies about the evolution of human. I just can't read on.. As tears welled up in my eyes, i still have to pen down every single 'fact' on my paper. I wonder how i am even going to read out what i wrote?&lt;br /&gt;  Sometimes it does makes me wonder about human brain. Is complexity or simplicity of the brain is better? Being complex-minded creatures, we can understand god's word more, on the other hand, simplicity might be better. At least we won't question futher more and think too deep and just accept the truth in the bible. Is knowledge good or bad? At least i know, knowledge causes the fall of man. Why are there so many people researching so hard trying to find the truth and reality when it is just right before their eyes. The reality is just so near them but yet we always want to create more complex thinking and theories about how we came about. Evolution is just a theory yet scientists worship it like another religon. Discoveries about humans are constantly being made, yet when will the day come when somebody can piece them all up together? If only i could simplify things by just reading out genesis in my speech. If only, they teach genesis instead of evolution. If only scientists can just stop trying to prove that evolution occurs and read the bible and even spend time proving that the bible is nothing but the pure truth. (not that it needs much prove)&lt;br /&gt;  Sigh, i have to get back to writing more false testimonials. All i can do now is come on bended knees and say Lord, forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109229828055751547?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109229828055751547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109229828055751547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109229828055751547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109229828055751547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/why-search-for-truth-had-to-do-some.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109206097542791779</id><published>2004-08-09T23:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T00:16:15.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  HOw many times have i read my favourite book back to back? Many times! How many times have i read the bible back to back? I am sad to admit, NO, not even once. ( and it is somethin i am not proud of) Its funny isn't it, when we have time to read the bible for our subjects that we are taking (textbooks) or even the most interesting story book many times but yet we just don't have enough time to even read the bible, one chapter a day.&lt;br /&gt;  I was asked just recently if i read the bible regularly. Well, the truth is i don't but i TRIED! Excuses, like i am tired, i will do it later (and the later never comes) or i am just too busy for it. The bottom line is, i am just lazy and making excuses just take the guilt away. But is reading the bible regularly that important? I know of people who read the bible regularly, and even knows it back to back but yet they don't believe in anything that is written in it. I guess now the question is not whether i read the bible regularly but i think it should be, how much passion and hunger and desire we have to know the lord's word. For with this passion and hunger for it that we will have the discipline and perserverance to challenge ourselves to read his word's regularly.&lt;br /&gt;  Today i am challenged to read with passion and having a greater desire to learn more. I will no longer give an excuse and say i am to busy, i will read it in my free time. For time is free short and precious. As said in Psalsms 39:4-6, the time we have in life is short and worldly treasures are things we can't have for eternity. I wanna start building up by riches in heaven and not neglect what is truly important. The hope that is stored up for us in heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109206097542791779?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109206097542791779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109206097542791779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109206097542791779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109206097542791779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-national-day-singapore-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109163100599045371</id><published>2004-08-05T00:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T00:54:08.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a rather hectic week for me with all the school work and other commitments... Had to prepare food for OCF bbq and i must say i enjoy preparing food... gonna cook more food for a party that i'm organising, we're gonna have lots of fun playing mahjong, playing bridge and chatting around. Had to go to the museum to check out the bones... Managed to find Agnes's sweater with a little bit of help from the friendly folk of Pitt street. It's her warwick sweater and she must have been worried...Anyway it's here alreadi agnes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Watched a scary korean movie with my new housemate that night (she's korean) and she was freaked out by it...hopefully i'll get to watch more korean stuff that she got. Been cutting down on food and going on a diet becoz i feel like it! eating lots of veges (yes mom.. i'm listening to u) but the fibre's been making me visit the toilet more often nowadays.. anyway it's good for me so i guess i'll continue. anyway a diet's good coz in winter the tendency to get fat is high... hehz..it's an exciting week ahead as we celebrate national day in Sydney as well... i miss the fireworks.. heard it's realli good dis yr.. but oh well... we're gonna have our own fun here too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109163100599045371?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109163100599045371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109163100599045371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109163100599045371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109163100599045371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-been-rather-hectic-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-109076098624368420</id><published>2004-07-25T22:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T23:09:46.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; Schools starting tommorow, and it is going to be another 13 weeks of torture.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; It is just irritating how you have a really long and fun break and the next minute, school's starting and it was only like a few hours ago that i had my exams. Well, I must admit that sometime school can be quite fun and it keeps your mind off alot of things, like homesickeness. Homesickness is indeed&amp;nbsp; a major sickness anybody can have.&amp;nbsp;Great that i have been coping well and i guess the only motivation for me to go to school and not feel that homesick is the thought of going back once more to catch up on stuff that we have missed out on for the past year. It indeed have been really sad for me to leave all of you for a year, man you dunnoe how i miss all of you dearly. EAch time i read everybody's blog i&amp;nbsp;pictured the whole event happenning. BUt somehow it is so different. Especially next year when all of us turn 21, i wished we all could turn 21 together on the same day so that i can attend every single one with all of you. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Being the clumsy me and BLUR one i lost my room key for the FIRST time so far and i have to pay $75 just to get in, but thankfully i told my dad and guess wat, he really made my day. Not only did he not scold me he was quite positive about it. WHy didn't i treasure him enough.&amp;nbsp; I am a daddy's girl, being the all so selfish me, i am a mummy's girl too! haha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Went shopping yesterday, bought a skirt and 2 tops. SHopping i must say is so good and i absoulutely love it, when it is cheap. Audrey, you would love it here and liza and daph too.&amp;nbsp; But girls, dun forget our malaysia trips and this time jasline dun you dare give us anymore excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Another achievment that i have accomplished in the holidays. I ate VEGETABLEs. my mum will definately adore me when she hear this. SHe will be extremely delighted if i stop eating my chochs and binge on vegetables instead. Got a warning letter from her once already about healthy eating and she almost wanted to fly over to confiscate my choc.&amp;nbsp; It is a good thing she lost her passport.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; BUt well school is starting and i have a new housemate. SHe is nice and i reckon i will adore her too.. HAHA! Have to start preparing for my school tomorrow and catching up on my beautu sleep that i have lost for days. Quite sure justin will agree with me on this one! *beauty sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-109076098624368420?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/109076098624368420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=109076098624368420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109076098624368420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/109076098624368420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/07/but-well-school-is-starting-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108955347811652903</id><published>2004-07-11T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T23:44:38.116+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> It has been a long week for me. Firstly i went for KidsGame wat barney church. I know some of you are thinking that i went as a member of the camp. BUt NO! I went as a volunteer. It was Aboultely Fan-tastic. THe kids were adorable and no i did not torture them. I always felt that as adults in this world we know too much and we get too smart for ourselves and often we let our head rule us too often. WE have got so much to learn from kids. I really hate to admit that we all act like kids at some point of time. After all i have tried hard to be macho and cool. Yet, at times when i still need a little motherly touch or just a hug and be pampered although i am just too stubborn and macho to admit it. Alot will call it childish but i prefer to call it childlike. &lt;br /&gt; Enough of kids, i don't wanna turn into another micheal jackson in the making. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jamie is up in sydney, isn't that cool. It has been a long time since i have seen a familar face around me. But still life is good! Did some grocery shopping with Jac, it was fun. Went home and i cleaned and got down on my knees to scrub the toilet. - army style (with a toothbrush). While i was at it, jac was exhibiting her wifery instinct, to prepare and cook dinner for the both of us. Jac is now in my official list of Potential WIves up for grabs list along with Jasline and maybe Daphne. HaHA! But nevertheless i am still striving to make it to the list too. Have beeen practicing hard. Oh, i sound like i am trying hard to promote myself and the other girls. &lt;br /&gt; WHen Jamie came up, we went to the all so yummy and delicious Fish Mraket. WE ate our hearts out. Although Jamie complained about the walk but at the end of it, it is all worth it. Salmon sashimi, fish and chips, fresh oysters and of course the legendary CAVIAR! Just sitting and chilling and eating is the best way to pamper ourselves, of course not to forget we had the company of a few of our 'rare' visitors joining us for the lunch- the seagulls. They were literally eyeing on our food and i realised that the seagulls here in aussie love eating fried food. &lt;br /&gt; TOday, me and jamie went to the ROCKS cause we ROCK! THey had a coffee festival. Being not so much of a coffee drinker, obviously i didn't enjoyed it that much. But just at one corner, where music was being played, sitting by the habour overlooking the vast sea, sipping your coffee an munching on chocalate with the right person was the absolute romantic getaway. Guys, LEARN! I think i may be a good wedding planner. THe arts scene here in aussie is just brillant. Singapore is just so far away from it...on the scale of 1-10, the arts scence in assie is like a 100. and singapore is like a -10.&lt;br /&gt; AFter just 3 days, i realised that we all can cook. WE made dumplings that were absoulutely delicious and just pure YUM and we had CHocalate strawberries and bananas. AW!!! Nothing beeats a girls' night out, chilling, playing cards, talking, eating and getting high. I jus LOOOOVE it! Anyway me and jamie are going to the gong tmr so thats an early night for us and besides i think i should do abit of a sister's bonding thingy.. haah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108955347811652903?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108955347811652903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108955347811652903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108955347811652903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108955347811652903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/07/it-has-been-long-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108882745944603288</id><published>2004-07-03T13:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T14:04:19.446+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh! I am all alone in this big house. 5 bedrooms 2 toilets and only 1 me!&lt;br /&gt;  The house isn't that big i suppose but big enough for me to feel the loneliness and the emptiness. I am left all alone to face the 4 walls by myself..When is the intruder coming in? Just 1 day alone and already i am feeling miserable. BUt yet, i must thank god that it only last for a week. Comepared to those rich kids who have to face such a big house all their lives whenever their parents are out on business trips...i am considered fortunate. I always wanted to be rich to live in a big house with lots of chambermaids, sit in a big car with a chaffeur. Now, i have given it all up, i just want to be rich inside..to be rich in the inner self.&lt;br /&gt;  Was really happy today that Lati's mummy came form fiji and she cooked some fiji style food for us. It was absolutely fantastic. I am going to fiji for sure! For the first time since i left singapore that i felt the love of a mother. HOw nice is it to have a mum to cook and wash especially during the exam period. How good is it to leave the household chores to the mothers. Yet with this in mind i feel for the orphans. Nodbody to look after them and lead them on the right path. No one to cook and wash for them. NO naggings and no warmth. When i grow up...i want to be their mother. I have decided, i want to work in an orpahanage. Shall start training now..OOps i realised to be a good mum, i have to clean the house..Got to go clean the toilet now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108882745944603288?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108882745944603288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108882745944603288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108882745944603288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108882745944603288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/07/sigh-i-am-all-alone-in-this-big-house.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108842433924010328</id><published>2004-06-28T21:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T22:05:39.240+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  Now that i have all the time in the world to slack and laze around, i just feel that something is missing from my life. I reckon that it is the way that our society have brought us up! ALways on the go, learning new stuff, doing and striving to always be the best. It has been like this for 19 years of my life, it is just so hard to change that competitive nature of ours. Workaholic- it should be the term used for many people in Singpore.&lt;br /&gt;  I guess at one point or another, we all feel tired, we feel like giving up, but society doesn't allow us for that. Man! HOw weird it sounds but all our life we are always competing for something. Limited resources, unlimited demands. When we were young, we compete and fight for toys, for attention. When we grow slightly older, we fight for grades - which all of us are guilty of. We compete to enter the best streams so as not to be labelled as the 'dummies'. When we know what 'love' is, we compete for our mates. - like all those variety show, be it miriam or the bachelor. WHen we grow out of those little crushes, we compete to move up the social ladder. WE strive to earn the most money, to stay in the biggest house, to drive the most luxurious car. When we get married, we compete again to put our kids in the best school to recieve teh best education. When we grow old we compete to outlive each other but at the end of it all we become dust. Doesn't it all ends in a cycle. We gain nothing. Naked as we come from our mother's womb, naked we leave. Is that all there is? When i think back on everything that i had gained or lost, i wondered to myself, is that all there is? The world is never enough for us or rather for me!&lt;br /&gt;  As i searched through the years looking for an answer to all my questions, i found the perfect answer to all my questions. I always wondered, what is the purpose of life if we have to die one day. Is that all there is to life? TO eat, drink and be merry? I figured that there is more to it than just life, it is love! Not the normal love that and boy gives to a girl or vice versa. Not the kind of love that a normal parent gives to a child. It is greater than this. It is the love that is never dying, always in abundance. THis is true love of god! It is a realtionship with god knowing that he is always there. WHen i am down, i looked up...i see him, i feel him, i hear him. He knows me better than i know myself. He loves me more than i love myself. He walks in when everybody else walks out. He carries me through he wipes my tears when i cry. In front of him, i am like a glass..transparent and naked. He knows my every move and every thought. HE knows my every feeling - he knows when i try so hard to repress my emotions in front of evrybody. Although i managed to lie to the entire world, yet i can't lie to myself and to god. How many of us can say that we are deeply in love.....with GOD? I don't think i can but i am trying still. I am perservering to know hime more, to obey and understand his word? Is there anyone who is willing to take this challenge up with me?&lt;br /&gt;  I have found my answer to all my questions..have you found yours? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108842433924010328?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108842433924010328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108842433924010328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108842433924010328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108842433924010328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/06/now-that-i-have-all-time-in-world-to.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108814859667219199</id><published>2004-06-25T17:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T17:29:56.673+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALright!! Just finished my last paper. Freedom at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a really stressful week. I have a paper everyday...its like a martahon. After one have o straight away start refreshing for the other one. Can't believe how much damage i have done to my brain and my face.. (stress = pimples) But nevertheless, i feel so relieved and happy!&lt;br /&gt;DRagon Boat festival just passed right. Damn i missed eating Dumplings. I absolutely LoVE the dumplings my mum makes! Its sweet and fantastic top it up with my mum's love and skill...FAbuLous! It has already been a year since i made dumplings..i remembered last year i used to make dumplings with my mum, and i will always ask her to put alot of red bean paste in it..My FAVOURITE! (DRooL) I was talking to her on monday and she was just telling me how lonely she is now with no one to wrap dumplings with her. Sigh! I am so going to PRAY really hard now. My friend is the last resort..i hope she will help me bring the dumplings up! I will adore her if she does.&lt;br /&gt;Started cleaning my room, it has been 2 weeks since i cleaned and it looks like a study room! If you know what i mean! Exam period = Messy house. It does resemble a little like  a pig sty though but i must say it is much neater than the kitchen and the living room - which i will clean tomorrow. Changed my bed sheets and quil cover so that means i have to do washing before my friend leave for singapore! So much stuff to do. &lt;br /&gt;Think i am going to resume to my daily 'craze' of big brother. HeHe and of course the simpsons and queer eye for the straight guy. HAPPY SNAPS! haha! THe gays in the show is just so cool and so GAY! &lt;br /&gt;TO make up for my lost of sleep for the past 2 weeks, i am going to have my beauty sleep for a while and maybe get up to watch the simpsons and eat dinner.. MUACKS! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108814859667219199?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108814859667219199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108814859667219199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108814859667219199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108814859667219199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/06/alright-just-finished-my-last-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108738543626881744</id><published>2004-06-16T21:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T21:30:36.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog is totally neglected..&lt;br /&gt;this is Jing's &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/splenetic/Copy%20of%20MOV00743.MPG"&gt;latest video&lt;/a&gt; starring Lati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna take awhile to load...please be patient...&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;that's all..&lt;br /&gt;Jamie out!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108738543626881744?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108738543626881744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108738543626881744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108738543626881744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108738543626881744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/06/this-blog-is-totally-neglected.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108685150871799478</id><published>2004-06-10T17:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T17:11:48.716+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sophon is graduating from his undergraduate studies tommorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Think i might hopped down with LAti to witness a graduation! Sigh! Can't wait to be graduated. So cool yea! YOu get to throw your hats up! Had a biology presentation today. Whew it went well, scored pretty well too! Howver, it was traumatic! I had to cut down my speech from 2 mins long to 1 minute long. Everyone went over their time slighty therefore i was left with only a minute. It is not a good thing to cut down on wat you are going to say without preparartion, it was all on the spot. THankfully it went smooth although i was shivering slightly and i have descovered that i have the ability to give a speech, read and summarise at the same time. Pretty good yea!&lt;br /&gt;  Its winter and to keep myself warm, i have to eat and eat. Don't be surprised when you all see me!! Its something that happens naturally! YOu eat, you don't lose it, it stores as fats. Have to rush off to do a psych experiment now! See ya mates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108685150871799478?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108685150871799478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108685150871799478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108685150871799478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108685150871799478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/06/sophon-is-graduating-from-his.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108678709005536182</id><published>2004-06-09T22:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T23:18:10.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  I just completed my Biology Poster.. Its a group work. Group work are always hard to do, especially when you have a bunch of indecisive people and a whole lot of ideas. Someone has to take the lead or it will just be stagnant. I didn't wanted to take the lead directly and trust me..i tried my best to make it as tactful as possible. THank god it worked or i would still be slogging away!&lt;br /&gt;  It have been like 4 months since i left Singapore. 4 months is too short a time to settle down. 4 months is too short a time to fully understand some of my friends. 4 months is too short a time to understand my units of study. THankfully, 4 months is enough to build a very good relationship with my housemates. 4 months is enough to make good friends.4 months is enough for me to make international friends. 4 months is enough to learn life lessons. However, 4 months have been a long time since i left home. 4 months is long enough for me to miss everybody badly. 4 months is long enough for me to get homesick. 4 months is long enough for me to cry to get home. 4 months is enough to find sydney a bore. ALthough 4 months is just a figure yet, sometimes it seems long, sometimes it is short. Time is weird isn't it. OR is it just us?&lt;br /&gt;  Attended biology lectures on evolution. The lecturers questioned us what is the difference between faith and science. He said that faith is not backed up by evidence, wheareas Science is. How i wish i could have stand up and argues that evolution is just but only a theory, not scientifically proven. We were just looking at the genes and the structures of hands between a human (george bush) and a chimp. It is pretty similar i must say. Yet the thought that humans and chimps evolved from a common ancestors doesn't sound appealing to me! AFter all, we are more intelligent and superior compared to them. &lt;br /&gt;  Exams are round the corner. Got a paper every day of the week. Will be pretty stressed. The funny things is that our maths paper have 15 MCQ, remembering the time when i had MCQ for a maths exam was 8 years ago. It has been a long time. I remember i used to erase my books till the pages tore and had a hole in the middle. GOsh i hated that and my mum had to tape it for me and asked me to be more gentle on it. I remebered the days when my siblings had exams, i will always pretend that i am the tution teacher or the school teacher and taught them how to their questions. It was so much fun! If only i could turn back the clock where me and my siblings could still play shop, doctor and nurse together. It were just HAPPY CHIlDHOOD DAYS. I remembered how i used to steal chalks from school and write on my dressing cupboard make of wood like a teacher and my mum will always come running after me with a feather duster in her hands. WAitressing and cashier was fun! I remembered those times i would dress my siblings up in bikinis or dresses and nice tutus and put make up for them! It was just Joyous. WIsh we could all be like PEter Pan. Never grow up and stay close to eaach other. Yet now, i have to part with them. IT is only when i part that i realised that i love them alot! &lt;br /&gt;  Partings are such sweet sorrow! It is these partings that make me realise who are those that are dear to my heart. I realised that my family are really dear to me and that i have been so dependent on them, for support, laughter, joy, encouragement and love. (ALL these are stuff i have never realised till now!) THank god! ALL is not late! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108678709005536182?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108678709005536182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108678709005536182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108678709005536182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108678709005536182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-just-completed-my-biology-poster.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108528452952143771</id><published>2004-05-23T13:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T13:57:04.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for such a long time. Just that i have alot of things to do. Everyday i am doing work and work and more work! You can't imagine the work and quizzes you have to do and hand in every week! It is only till today that i found the time to go online to blog!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my month have been the busiest. Just finished a shitload of assignments and essays. Exams are coming up in a few weeks time, somehow i am feeling kinda nervous and excited as it has been such a long time since i have taken an exam. &lt;br /&gt;It have been getting really cold here in sydney. Freezing cold, it was 9 degrees on thursday morning and i had to get up and walk in that cold and foggy weather. Not a really nice weather to walk in. I used to complain about the heat and the sun in singapore yet i never appreciated heat until now! Wanted to go back to singapore for a few weeks however, my dad doesn't want me to go back. Sobz! Am i not wanted back home? Wish i could rent a sampan and row myself back home singing Dahil Sayo! Hope i will make it alive this winter. Am considering buying heater water bottles to put in my shirt when i go out (can't find a portable heater) but everybody seem to be laughing at my idea! Wats so funny about wearing socks as gloves? WHy is everybody laughing at me and not with me?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my chocalate intake have went down alotm, now i am more into doughnuts. (Krispy Kremes) My favourite doughnuts, they are the best..you wouldn't regret it once you try it. On fist look, it looks really plain with nothing on it but when you bite it, the sugar glaze on it start to melt in your mouth and it is absolutely delicious. Mamamia!&lt;br /&gt;Am learning how to play the guitar, i can play one song now..Still in the process of learning how to play tears of heaven! Once i mastered it, i will play for you guys to hear. I want a guitar too. Right now i am using Jeremy's and Amy's guitar. Had a touch and a go and SOphon's Electric guitar and his amplifiers! (Power! Cool and it souds so rock! Makes me feel like a rock star) We were just jaming yesterday although most of the time i was just making noise. So right now i am trying to improvise in turning all the kitchen utensils into drums then we can jam everynight! Yesterday all 5 of us were just jaming and listening to michael jackson and having loads of fun! &lt;br /&gt;On friday i went drinking at my friend's place cause it was her birthday. Had vodka mixed with vanilla coke! Not too bad. Had like 3 cups and i went red! ALmost took a shot but i didn't like the taste of vodka straight. Apparently my housemates said that i was talking too much when i reached home.. but let me make this clear! I wasn't drunk (i knew what i was saying and what was going on!) But it was all fun! However, my housemated are still waiting patiently for me to get drunk. Both lati and jeremy are going to have a drinking competition on wednesday and i am going to be the judge! haha! this is going to be fun, the loser is the one ho pukes first. I so hope they don't puke on me! Had a taste of home brewed beer by jeremy and his friends next door alex and jimmy! It was nice, not too strong. (but thats beacuse the yeast have not ferment it totally yet, have to leave it for 3 months for a stronger taste! But obviously they can't wait!)&lt;br /&gt;Got Audrey's postcard! Thanks mahn! really appreciated it! YeAh i have mail! Everybody LEARN from audrey! Looks like i have to go back to burying my head in books will uppdate soon i hope!&lt;br /&gt;REALLY miss you guys&lt;br /&gt;jing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108528452952143771?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108528452952143771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108528452952143771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108528452952143771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108528452952143771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/05/sorry-for-not-updating-for-such-long.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108339409820253208</id><published>2004-05-01T16:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T16:52:37.106+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Healthy Living&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REcently i have been doing alot of grocery shopping and i realised that i am such a junk person. Never sis i realised that i have bought all sorts of junks eg: Sara Lee Mud cake (they are the best) 2 packets of Corn chips - Doritos and CC's (found out that CC's corn chips are slightly less fattenning that Doritos) Ice Cream, Nutella chocalate, cream cheese, Tim Tams (of different flavours), Calbury chocalate, drinking Marshmallows, Bisc &amp;( akind of bisquit that has got mars or m&amp;m or milkyway or Twix toppings on top! really good!) 4 cans of campbell soup (if you call that unhealthy), Muesli bars (choc coated), 2 cans of Spam, 2 packets of Oreo Cookies! thats about all the unhealthy food i have!&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to my fridge, I have Chicken, Pork Mushroom, Youghurt (98% fat free) Milk, Eggs and noodles! Yup! NO greens at all!&lt;br /&gt;My housemates can testify to the amount of junk i eat and they have decided to start eating my junk if i ever dare buy it again! They were willing to sacrifice themselves for me! How great right! Actually they told the convenience store lady to stop selling me tim tams or ice cream! Well, kinda get addicted to tim tams that i am beginning to substituting them for rice and noodle, they are becoming my STAPLE food!&lt;br /&gt;Went to a korean restaurant fo lunch just and they were telling us about Healthy Rice Day (which is today) TOday is the only day where they served us rice that is healthy, made with white rice mixed ith beans and other healthy stuff and it was really nice! SO i have decided and pledge that i will start or try to eat healthy from now on! which means LESS corn chips and anything that is choc.&lt;br /&gt;So go healthy and lets dedicate this day to the Koreans! &lt;br /&gt;Happy Healthy Rice DAy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108339409820253208?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108339409820253208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108339409820253208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108339409820253208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108339409820253208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/05/healthy-living-recently-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108328910030708868</id><published>2004-04-30T11:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T11:47:29.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Friday again!&lt;br /&gt;Elections for Student Representative Council is up and going in Uni! It kinda reminds me of council election when e had to give out flyers and make a speech asking people to vote for you! Posters of your photos just slammed on every single wall you can possibly find. The best part that e all stand to gain as uni students is free food! Giving out of free food is a form of bribery but who cares. Pizzas and Hot dogs are given out almost every other week by different clubs. That is where all the fats come from. CAn't blame me..If i don't help to eat the food, it ill go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;Going to wash my clothes later. Had a big basket of clothes to wash. Accumulated over 2 weeks. Kinda down to my last set of clothes so have to start washing. Weather is changing. Getting cold in the morning and hot in the afternoon. Sometimes i just don"t wanna get out of bed to go to school as the bed is so warm and comfy. Somehow i managed to get a heater for 23 bucks (yeah), it was kinda on sale so i got it. But i wanna get a heater that is battery operated and small then i can bring it wherever i go.&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes and assignments are builing up. No i have HEAPS of work and studying to do! Getting really really busy now! &lt;br /&gt;Played a soccer match last saturday and i came back bruised with a strained ankle. It had to be on different leg. As it was bruised on the knee i couldn't bend it plus i couldn't hop on the other leg because of the strained ankle. Basically i was handicapped. But it as all good..recovered in not time! Never realised that soccer could be so fun playing with girls. you think Guys are rough and scary...wait till you see the girls. Never trifle with a woman! They may seem small but they are REALLY strong. I played really hard and i was labelled aggressive!(But it is a competition!) This is bad, now i am the aggressive one! better start learning how to be more gentle and feminine! This is mine and lati's motto of the year. Gonna start taking lessons on how to be a woman! (Seriously speaking, although i am physically aggressive but i am gentle on the inside!) &lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happening this week, just the same daily routine of studying, coming home and studying, eating and SLeeping! that is a typical university student lifestyle. Don't you all agree! Where is the life??   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108328910030708868?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108328910030708868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108328910030708868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108328910030708868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108328910030708868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-friday-again-elections-for-student.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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-6615144.post-108245587682776775</id><published>2004-04-20T16:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T20:15:21.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry people for that long update. This must be the long awaited update for some of you!&lt;br /&gt;Have been really busy these few weeks. Sorry! You guys know how busy uni life can be yea.&lt;br /&gt;Ok straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Easter Holidays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great. Really need that 1 week of holidays. Somehow, that 1 week passed by really fast. Well my week started with going to church on friday and didn't do much after that other than watching DVDs which my sweet housemate AMY (aussie girl) lent it to us to watch when we were bored. My friend came over to cook tea eggs to bring over to this OCF party. On saturday, went to glebe point and flemigton market with my cousin. All the WINDOW shopping and stuff. just great! DEcided to start on my VCD serial watching marathon with my friend JOY at my house and waited till 12 midnight to wash my clothes. (cheaper after 12 midnight).&lt;br /&gt;Followed by a trip to the Royal Easter Show at sydney olympic park. It was so great. you guys should have been there. There were like heaps of people and heaps of animals as well. Fireworks were the best. and there was this pig race and the diving pig! Never knew that pigs could run and dive, i thought they just sit and eat and sleep and roll in mud like the pigs which became AIR PORK. There was also the balloon blowing donkey. The best were the stunts by the daredevils where they had like cars performing stunts and motorists jumping off their motorcycles and getting on again. Wished i could post up pictures..however it is tooo expensive to post. &lt;br /&gt;Well it didn't end there... went to MANLY BEACH the next day. It had been a long time since i went for a tan. the beaches there are just the best compared to those in singapore. However, suphon (thai room mate) was telling me that thai beaches are better. Man, i am so getting there. Back to the point. Saw some surf dudes and chicks. Waves are really waves and the sand and scenary is breath-taking. Blue water is a common sight and i almost tried tasting the water to see if it is fresh water. The water is spreaded out wide across the sand so it is like shallow water for like 10 metres. so from far, you look like you are walking on water. wait a min. it is walking on water. But it is so cool!You guys just have to see it for yourself! Had fish and chips that were fresh from the sea. Parasailing was up next. Just one word for it. SHIOK! Was taken up by this big parachute and as the boat speed, we flew up in the air and when it slowed down, we were dipped into the sea and we went up again. After the first dipped, me and my partner learnt a lesson - never open your mouth and shout or talk while being dipped into the water. Had a few mouthful of very very salty water and it isn't a good feeling i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;After the long 2 days or so..i got all sun burnt and on wednesday, had soccer training. Was fun..have been a long time since i started doing sports. All the tim tams have to be burnt! Right after soccer, i had pizza. Now the old must go for the new to come. &lt;br /&gt;After playing hard..it was only right to get down to serious work. so i STUDIED! no joke. My housemates Lati (fijian girl) and Suphon decided to start studying so i joined in and we were all studying till like 3 am in the morning. It was all good having company.  In that short span on 1 week i actually set the fire alarm off 2 or rather the smoke alarm off. It is like super sensitive and super slow! Sometimes it just beep for no reason and i tell you, it is not fun to hear it beep continuosly for like 20 mins at 2 am in the morning when you are getting ready for school the next day. The security guard had to come and check if we were all safe and good. Well we were all good and sleeping until the fire alarm went off and woke the 3 of us up in the middle of the night! so the question is, who set the alarm off? it has been a mystery till this date.&lt;br /&gt;Went for a jap crusine on saturady night. Fabulous! BUT they don't have chawamushi. SOBZ!! who can DHL over? WEnt for a gelato after dinner...have you guys had apple and ginger gelato or pineapple and pepper gelato? DOn't put yourself to torture if you haven't! &lt;br /&gt;Got to get back to studying. Have like 2 quizzes tommorrow!&lt;br /&gt;see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615144-108245587682776775?l=jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/feeds/108245587682776775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615144&amp;postID=108245587682776775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108245587682776775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615144/posts/default/108245587682776775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jingjingjingjing.blogspot.com/2004/04/sorry-people-for-that-long-update.html' title=''/><author><name>J|nG J|nG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02062003352684104600</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>
