<?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-16922744</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:51:41.061+08:00</updated><category term='tralala'/><category term='emotional'/><category term='RAD'/><category term='FUCK THAT'/><category term='camp oh camp'/><title type='text'>QUEK WAI MENG</title><subtitle type='html'>Quek Wai Meng, seveteen year old who like to play volleyball, go swimming. Aiming to go to Ngee Ann Polytechnic to attend Mass Communication. But currently, I am pursuing my Diploma in Landscape Architecture.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16922744.post-7553527796044365901</id><published>2011-07-14T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T23:28:11.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hola everyone! *if there is any around*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been close to two years since I last blogged about anything. For those who are in the loop, I have been through and done with my two years of National Service last month. I am glad to announce that I am back in one piece, alive and kicking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who are not in the loop, here is a summary of my two years:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have went through and passed out from the Emergency Response Specialist Course, a course that trained yours truly to be a section commander to lead fire fighters during fire incident. (If your place is on fire, you know who to call. (; of course 995 lah!) After passing out, I was selected to be an instructor, only to be from the administrative side, for the next seventeen months, which was nonetheless, fulfilling. During these two years, friendships were forged and, some, lost. However, I am working hard to gain back the lost friendships. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about it, I was on this topic, "Friendship", with two of my friends a few days ago. "Do you realised that when you are in your late twenties, you will find it difficult to make life-time friend?" We had a good discussion about it and I shared my primary school Chinese teacher's saying with them, "Friendship that you forged, in primary school and secondary school, are the ones that will last you for a lifetime as it is forged without motives nor hidden agendas."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While some of the friendships that you made in tertiary education can last, majority are 'surface-friends'. They are people who tend to hang out with you in order to gain something from you, be it your assistance in studies or just ordering you around. Upon graduation, most will usually go their way and have their own life, excluding you from their life, only saying, "hi, how have you been? I am in a rush to *insert any excuses*" and off they go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As hard and harsh as truth might be, I still think that a friendship will eventually be forged and is there to stay. After all, the friend and you will be 'together' for the next few years or so. On top of that, if you treat the friend nice and good, I am sure the result will be different. I always have this fantasy/beautiful image/philosophy of friendship: "If you are nice to people, they will, eventually, be nice to you." But, trust me, it does not apply to all cases after all. I had my fair share of falling down and picking myself up. I lost track of what I wanna type. Update another time. Ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Trust is like a mirror. You can fixed it when it is broken. But knn, I can still see the fucking crack. How?!"&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/16922744-7553527796044365901?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/7553527796044365901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=7553527796044365901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7553527796044365901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7553527796044365901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2011/07/hola-everyone-if-there-is-any-around-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-8249657369303433084</id><published>2009-10-11T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T02:30:12.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Hi I'm Ris Low. Currently I’m majoring in my Diploma in health size and  hospitaterility and travel tourism. Right now, I'm studying ‘steel’.Well, I define my style as my own persnenelety. I go by my moot. If I’m filling naughty then I will wear something rad and loud. something...you know???*BOOMZ*something that shouts ME! The very thing that I’ve worn is a piss of bigini and just gins and strut down orched rod.I rrrr know because I don't really care. It's about ME. So, the fashion is about, the fashion sense about me, so...Yarr everthing about... how i si myself.I guess that's my strategger because everybody is unique. Everybody is yah.Yes...I'm a HUGE fan of South Africa!I Love Safari.I Love Leopard Preens.You know? zipbraYeow, sort of thing?Not...not. You can wear leopard preens with dark gins. Is alright. You know? Neutral colours and...umm...Car key? car key green...you can pull it off with leopard preens and zipbra preens, Ya!” (Facebook, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is an extract that I obtained from Ris Low’s group in Facebook. In case anyone still does not know who she is, she is the infamous former Miss Singapore World 2009, who recently gets slammed by the public over her poor command of English and her credit card fraud case. After a firestorm of controversy, she eventually withdrew from the pageant, gave up her crown, was to be replaced by first runner up and cooked up another storm over the replacement matter. *That’s another story and I am lazy to touch on that.*&lt;br /&gt;When this video is uploaded onto razortv.com on 8th July 2009, waves of comments were heard all over Singapore, a month later. The public was appalled and surprised that Singapore is going to send Miss Ris Low to South Africa, to compete with other Miss *insert country’s name* World 2009s over the Miss Universe 2009’s crown. Questions were raised regarding whether her command of English is good enough to address the world, is she well-prepared to perform on the international competitions, etc. Not to forget to mention, people has started to question the judges’ abilities and even suspect that she had used money to ‘buy’ the crown through the means of ‘buying’ advertisements on the pageant magazine and get people to attend the gala night, where entrance fees is applicable.&lt;br /&gt;As if this is not enough, a dark secret of Miss Ris Low found its way into the news. Apparently, our former Miss Singapore World 2009 was convicted of credit card fraud in May 2009. She was found guilty of stealing clients’ credit cards while working in a medical clinic and went on to purchase items, such as, phones and gold anklets, and chalked up bills close to S$8, 000 during a period of two months last year. Once again, she was slammed by Singaporeans, who were surprised and shocked to know of this news. Questions were raised, again. The public wants to know whether the organisers know about it all along and is she still eligible to represent the island state to compete for the Miss World 2009 as it was thought that contestants must be free of criminal record.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Miss Ris Low decides to give up her crown and the organisers have to find a ‘replacement’ for her. Naturally, the first runner up, Miss Claire Lee, is the choice of replacement. However, this spells the impending of yet another storm. Miss Low called one of the local newspaper hotline and accused Miss Claire Lee of faking a back injury so that she will not ‘lose face’ if she happens not to be the choice of replacement by the organisers and also, informing the media regarding Miss Ris Low’s probation for the credit card fraud. These claims were all denied by Miss Claire Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After such a long saga, what thoughts/opinions/comments do you have?&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that when I saw the video, I was partially amused and surprised by her command of spoken English. I mean, she speak in the most ‘slurrish’ way and pronounced some of the terms so funny that I think my English is not the worst after all. Not to mention of thinking how the hell did she manage to win the crown, whether should the organisers send her to South Africa to compete with other Miss *insert country’s name again* World 2009. I would also religiously go back to youtube to search for her video, re-watched it and have a laugh about it again. I would even talk to my camp mates in the “Ris Low” style, adding ‘boomz’, ‘rad’, ‘filling naughty’, etc. into our sentences and we will laugh over the stupidity of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lots of Singaporeans speak this way. She is not unusual.” (The Sunday Times, 13th September 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, come to think of it now, who am I to laugh at her? Frankly speaking, my command of English is not good at all. Growing up in a mandarin speaking family and not having a good foundation of English, I am standing next to Ris Low. In fact, I think that our standard are similar, and is on par. In fact, I was rather impressed with her courage to participate in a competition of this scale and speak over a local website.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, can we blame her for her bad command of English? I believe that most Singaporeans actually speak in this kind of style or way or manner or whatever you call it. But, as she was going to be the one that is going to represent Singapore on an international stage, she was being judged very carefully by the public and, thus, is subjected to harsh comments and even, unwanted lashing.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, in Singapore, languages are considered as a ‘chop-chop’ affair whereby the speaker just requires the listener to understand it in the simplest way and nobody will appreciate the art of the language. Moreover, the convenience of instant messaging and texting had bring down the standard of English as everyone is thinking of an idea to shorten a word so as to type faster and to save ‘spaces’ on short message services so as not to burst the character limit of 160 letters per message. These brought further erosion to the English language.&lt;br /&gt;“Perhaps it’s good that she has become Miss Singapore World. Her language abilities are representative of the population.” (Anonymous, The Sunday Times, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;So, shouldn’t we reflect on our mistakes and correct ourselves before we comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t need to know who are the seven dwarfs as long as I know who’s the Snow White.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-8249657369303433084?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/8249657369303433084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=8249657369303433084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/8249657369303433084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/8249657369303433084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-im-ris-low.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-2562992145215490940</id><published>2009-09-19T09:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:23:42.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*DANG! I have been thinking on an opening for like close to an hour and NOTHING seem to be perfect! And you know what, I am going to start this blog on my very own writing style! (like since when I become a writer/author. =/) (=*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is such a pleasant day, cooling wind seeps into my room freely and the atmospher is filled with millions and millions of tiny little water droplets, that seems to be singing some cheerful song and most of all, it's a SATURDAY! BUT YOU KNOW WHAT, I HAVE A FREAKING GUARD DUTY TODAY! ON THE EVE OF HARI RAYA SOMEMORE! Imagine that man! I am supposed to have like THREE weekends, including the public holiday on monday! This is like my 4th weekend guard duty and I still have one upcoming weekend guard duty on saturday! If I had the money, I would definitely sell it off! No, actually if I have that kind of money, I might as well try to sell my National Service off. HA! As if it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, I passed my IPPT! WOOT! So that means, I am cleared for my Senior Term. Period. Which means, I am about to receive my $1000+ pay soon! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what have you done wrong? Don't know right? You know what you should do? REFLECT!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-2562992145215490940?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/2562992145215490940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=2562992145215490940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2562992145215490940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2562992145215490940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2009/09/dang-i-have-been-thinking-on-opening.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5947395293198671421</id><published>2009-09-16T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:20:41.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Within these 6 months, a lot of changes have been happening in my life. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked in NParks: was glad to know Michelle (the dutch girl), Anne (currently studying in aussie), Tamako (a very sweet lady who appear to be aloof), Glenda (the radioactive squirrel), Vicky (the very active girl), Jean (the very super duper quiet girl), Jin Hong (the super duper busy girl), Lin htet (the butterfly 'bredder') and Mardiah (the super cool girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NS SCDF PTP stage: currently serving 3 months and 5 days of my 2 years NSF. Still got like 1 year and 8 months to go. WAH LAU! *How I wish time really flies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first month was fun to know Adam (party animal), Nas (Polar Bear), Alfan (SUCKAS), Jasper (fake fireman), Thomas (the ear hole super big), Leong (the fit man).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two months were crazy to know Russell (RASCAL), Warren (F.A.C.T), Tiong (DART Boy), Yong Han (NIKE BAND) and Pei Han (Muay Thai Warrioress). I also get to know Adam better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I am really glad that I have known these people, be they in NParks or SCDF. They are the people that makes my life happier and easier. Days in NParks would be dull, boring and sleepy if they were not around to make it lively. Similarly, my NS days would be listless, annoyed and stagnant if they were not around to make time goes faster, especially during BTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Service has also make me realised that not everyone will like each other nor take jokes easily.  Having been staying with the same clique for close to three years and did not really go and know some new characters, it's a no doubt that I have lost some of my communication skill and public relation skill. Therefore, upon entering my vocation, I do have a hard time adapting to the brand new environment as all along, I have been a straight forward person that won't mince my words and rather say it out as it is and people have find it hard to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have once post a question to my friends, 'Should I be myself or a pretentious freak that I know I would have never be?' The answer I have got back is be myself. Thus, it leads me to wonder. In these day, everyone have been encouraged to be yourself and express what's in your mind. But the thing is, how many people can accept your thoughts and accept you for who you are. I really think that it's just contradicting that while everyone is encouraged to voice out, they are scared about the image they protrayed to others. So, how to be yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am blabbering and shall go to bed before I doze off in lesson tomorrow. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I really think that you should be more organised."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5947395293198671421?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5947395293198671421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5947395293198671421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5947395293198671421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5947395293198671421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2009/09/within-these-6-months-lot-of-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5187765218743181637</id><published>2009-03-20T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:14:16.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I have been not updating my blog for quite some time. So I am here to say a message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please show your support for Mother Earth on 28th March 2009, from 2030-2130. Your support is much needed. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5187765218743181637?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5187765218743181637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5187765218743181637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5187765218743181637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5187765218743181637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-i-have-been-not-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6382965747030051364</id><published>2008-09-09T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:15:23.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember vividly around fifteen years ago, when I was still an ignorant four year old kid, I was waiting with my parents, inside my family’s car, to fetch my maternal grandma. At that point of time, I thought to myself, ‘Who is she? Is she nice? Will she eat me?’ All sort of silly thoughts came to my mind and I waited with a heavy heart. A few moments later, I saw a lady, dressed in traditional Chinese clothing, walking to our car and was carrying a very big smile on her face. Once she reached the car, my mother immediately open the passengers’ door and let her sat beside me. My grandma was from Guangdong, China, and she had come to Singapore at a very young age with her mother, which is my great grandmother. Cantonese was the only dialect/language that she could speak and Chinese and English were the only two languages that exist in my world at that point of time. Thus, on the way to my home, I could only converse with my grandma in Chinese and she would nod in agreement. Frankly speaking, till now, I really do not know does she understand what I was saying at that time as I remembered one thing that I have said was ‘po po, ni kan. You shu leh!’  which mean, ‘grandma, look. Got trees!’&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my grandma moved into my house, my life changes entirely. As I had not lived with an elderly before, I was at loss when I had to live with my grandma. Communication was one of the problems as my grandma does not understand me and neither do I understand her. I recalled once when my dad was at the doorstep, I rushed to the door and open the door for him. However, I do not know that at the same time, my grandma had slipped and fell in the kitchen. Thus, my dad gave me a good scolding and asked me to carry my grandma up. However, my grandma does not blame me at all and that really makes me guilty.&lt;br /&gt;As my parents are working as a hawker, thus, the task of taking care of the four children lies upon my grandma. However, as my younger sister and I were very young, my mom would normally bring my elder sister and elder brother to stall whenever they are not studying the next day. Therefore, every morning, my younger sister and I would accompany my grandma to the coffee-shop, located at the ground floor of my house. My grandma always called it as ‘ lou ha’ (Cantonese way of saying downstairs) and we soon followed her style. Chee cheong fun was her favourite breakfast and chui kueh is what we will eat. Occasional treats of roasted pork, BBQ pork and braised chicken are part of the dishes that she will take us to it. As I had followed her since young, some of my eating habits now are inherited from her. For instance, I cannot eat rice without making it ‘wet’. Wet, as in, using soup or gravy and pour it over the rice making it easy to chew and swallow. I also loved to eat ‘kai see fatt’ (directly translated as chicken backside) as she would normally ask the seller to put some in her plate and I will steal it and eat it.&lt;br /&gt;Although I am the apple of my grandma’s eyes, she was never lenient with me. Once, I was playing fire with my younger sister in the living room while my grandma was sleeping. Suddenly, she woke up and shouted, ‘why is the room so smoky?!’ Frightened by her shouts, my sister and I quickly took a blanket and cover the fire before running to the master bedroom’s toilet and hid ourselves. Needless to say, my younger sister, which we fondly called her ah mei, and I was in for a treat of ‘char kway teow’ ( it was a term for caning) by our grandma. We were caned so badly that the bruises were there for days.&lt;br /&gt;‘po po, lei yak deng you tai tou ngoh di kit fen’ (grandma, you must see us getting married) was what we used to tell her when we were young and was sleeping side by side with her and what she would normally replied is that she might not see it and we would just brush it aside with ‘choy choy choy’ (touchwood). When ah mei and I were alone with my grandma, the time was not boring and lifeless. Instead, it was normally fun and interesting as my grandma would let us go lou ha and played with other kids while she will stay at home to watch tv. When we reached home, she would bathed us and watched hong kong movies, wong fei hong and yin yang lu, that were screened over channel 8, 10.30pm on every Saturday. During commercial breaks, we would play blackjack (yes, my grandma is a hip lady despite being 70 going 80 year old when she first stay with us).&lt;br /&gt;Those were part of my childhood memories that I had with my grandma. Sometime, I wonder without her, what kind of childhood I will have. Without her love, will I be what I am today? Without her hopes and expectation, will I get to the point where I am today? But one thing I am sure is that, I would not get to hear her voice again. For she passed away on 4th September 2008, 1310hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Hey, guys. No need to console me. I had gotten over with the loss but just wanna let out my feeling. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6382965747030051364?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6382965747030051364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6382965747030051364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6382965747030051364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6382965747030051364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-remember-vividly-around-fifteen-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-567025070316314694</id><published>2008-07-07T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:56:18.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;iamsobusyBISHANPARKiamsodeadREGENTHOTEL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S: Linen saw what i was typing and scolded me for being stupid. )= SAD RIGHT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"waimeng want to do individual!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-567025070316314694?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/567025070316314694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=567025070316314694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/567025070316314694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/567025070316314694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/07/iamsobusybishanparkiamsodeadregenthotel.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-7605015707019634818</id><published>2008-07-03T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:22:34.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH LAU AYE! WAI MENG REALLY NO NEED TO SLEEP TONIGHT ALREADY LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still reading his Street Culture in Colonial Singapore now and has about 7 more pages to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW I HATE READING! Especially when it's filled with those bombastic english word, which can literally bomb my mind. I had to look up for the meaning of the words every now and then, which is kind of irritating as it reminds me of my english standard. Oh well! That's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In her much acclaimed book The Death and Life of Great American Cities, Jane Jacobs(1961:29) noted how the life of cities was reflected in the life of its streets... blah blah blah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that the first line of the essay already bore me to death. I need to return to my ohsomanymorepagestogoanditismakingmesleepyalready essay. (= cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Though intended specifically for circulation, streets invariably become multi-funcational avenues in urban societies..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-7605015707019634818?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/7605015707019634818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=7605015707019634818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7605015707019634818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7605015707019634818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/07/wah-lau-aye-wai-meng-really-no-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-4357986678944305084</id><published>2008-06-29T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:16:50.960+08:00</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 Wai Meng!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 29th June 1989, a baby was born into this world at 1600hr and that baby is ME! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jian Zhou, Jason, HuiQi, Linen, Shawn, Zhen Hong, Hui Ngee, Michele, Jing Fang, Janice, Gab Seah, Eve, Qing Yan, Shi Min, Joycelyn, Gab Tan, Pei Ling, Charmaine, Xu Meng, Elsinta, Jasmin, Fadilah, Nicholas, Regina, Benji, Joel, Johnathan, Yee Hwee, Paul, Li Wen, Nick, Gabby and Joan for your well wishes!! I really appreciate it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I CANNOT FORGET THIS ACQUAINTANCE OF MINE, MR YEOH JIAN MING! Thanks for your handmade present. I really like it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, riduan that ass. He wished me when I asked for it. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chong Ying is the first to wish me a Happy Belated Birthday. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ros, who didnt know that it's my birthday, and her boyfriend had the same birthday as I do. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday to me!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-4357986678944305084?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/4357986678944305084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=4357986678944305084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4357986678944305084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4357986678944305084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-to-me-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-1592386637181530270</id><published>2008-06-23T05:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T05:48:37.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah lau! to think i cannot sleep at all when it's the first day of my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"My inspirations are all in school."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-1592386637181530270?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/1592386637181530270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=1592386637181530270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1592386637181530270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1592386637181530270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/06/wah-lau-to-think-i-cannot-sleep-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3773980834318306993</id><published>2008-06-23T04:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T04:32:26.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time really flies. In a blink of eye, my lesson is starting later. Later as in 4 more hours to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After slacking for the past three weeks, I feel that my holiday had been an enjoyable one. Come to think of it, I think that all my holidays, in my polytechnic years, had been enjoyable for me. Except for the last holiday, which I spent it doing Industrial Training Program and worried over something. (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This holiday, yours truly really use it to the max! =D Participating in Punggol 21 Workshop, meeting friends for meals, hanging out with friends, slacking at home and of course, sleep. =D However, I apologise to one of my friends, whom I promised to have lunch with but could not make it. LMM, i reallly hope that you are not angry eh! I promised that I will fulfil my promise to have lunch with you eh! (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some photos taken during my term one! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214805339990496770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/SF6109bxlgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LO14o_O124E/s320/IMG_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stupid Gabriel Seah. (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214805346829565154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/SF611W6VfOI/AAAAAAAAAH8/DKX1Lq-chO8/s320/IMG_8896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While doing site analysis. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214805352167836754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/SF611qzFDFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/nxPTcQNGKe4/s320/IMG_8481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another way of intercepting people taking photo. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3773980834318306993?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3773980834318306993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3773980834318306993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3773980834318306993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3773980834318306993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-really-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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/_7F5txmm5ZA4/SF6109bxlgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LO14o_O124E/s72-c/IMG_0275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16922744.post-1286698147185232999</id><published>2008-05-16T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:08:05.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a month and two days since the start of the school. However, to me, it seem like as if five months have passed. The workload, the tension, the thinkings, the stress and etc. are really taking a toll on me. How I feel like taking a break. While I am complaining right here, I guess our Associate Director, Mr Gabriel Seah, is not feeling that well either. He is really the man of the show, doing everything by himself, guiding us the right way while not trying to influence our thinking and a lot more that he have done for us but it is not visible through the eyes. Gab Seah, you rocks! Of course, I never forget our Second Associate Director, Mr Gabriel Tan. Well, in the process of doing project, miscommunication happens and I would like to take this chance to apologise to Mr Tan for not doing what I am supposed to do. Mr Tan, I am sorry! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Zone 1, Physical Group and "NPARKS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really grateful for your help. Seriously, you guys are the ones making me move rather than I move you guys. All the best eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"This is not malay kueh, it's nonya kueh. See I am so clever! (=*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-1286698147185232999?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/1286698147185232999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=1286698147185232999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1286698147185232999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1286698147185232999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-has-been-month-and-two-days-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-1319283012956472598</id><published>2008-05-05T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:19:22.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a little boy who sat on his chair and think, "This week is the fourth week of school and there is three more weeks to the end of one term."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You sure you want the 1.5L? I am not thirsty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-1319283012956472598?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/1319283012956472598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=1319283012956472598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1319283012956472598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1319283012956472598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/05/once-upon-time-there-was-little-boy-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6191025432483138178</id><published>2008-04-23T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:56:39.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One week had passed since the starting of the school and yet, the second week is ending! *Damn it! Time always flies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A THIRD YEAR STUDENT ALREADY, as of 14th April 2008,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; and I am turning old already&lt;/span&gt;!  On the first day of school, I was feeling excited to meet my friends after nine weeks of Industrial Training Programme as most of us does not really have the chance to meet up after work. But the first sight that greeted me was the crowd that was crowding all over the Dover MRT station and I immediately feel sian. It is packed than usual, or should I say, the scene is not something that I have experienced through out my two years in Singapore Polytechnic. It seem that the whole school is having lectures at 8am in the morning. Well, at least I won't feel that I am the only one having lectures at 8am everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, the first day of school is slacky, enjoying and fun. But it's not the case for me. Ok lah, it's still enjoying and fun. However, it's certainly NOT slacky. Imagine you have to go to Little India at 2pm, a very hot afternoon, and proceed to do site visit and walk around for three hours till 5plus. I tell you, it's bloody tiring! Not that I am a pampered kid, but it's really very tiring to do that. Somemore, it's the first day of school. It's also not just Little India that we are visiting, it is the need to have to walk around the site boundary. With our site boundary ending somewhere near Bugis, it's certainly a feat to comb through the entire area. Furthermore, we spent eight days doing the same thing at the same place, Mount Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's just the second week of school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One day, wai meng went to buy doughnuts....'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6191025432483138178?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6191025432483138178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6191025432483138178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6191025432483138178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6191025432483138178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-week-had-passed-since-starting-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-1607552590753552013</id><published>2008-03-22T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:51:49.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In less than a month, yours truly is going to end his Industrial Training Programme. Indeed, I might have been complaining about my boss's brother frequently, saying how shitty is he treating me *seriously, that's the feeling that he have been giving me*. However, I cannot forget nor ignore the fact that my boss, his wife and his mom really treat me very good. In fact, my boss has been telling how good am I to my lecturer! =D Alas, I think that that's the first and last time my lecturer heard that as I think after my lecturer's visit, I have been under-performing. Oh well! I shall make up to my boss by being a good worker! =D My colleagues also treat me very well and taught me some ways to do my work. (= All in all, I must really say that I have been enjoying working at my current workplace! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bababar."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-1607552590753552013?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/1607552590753552013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=1607552590753552013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1607552590753552013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1607552590753552013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-less-than-month-yours-truly-is-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3331223010140183933</id><published>2008-03-17T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T01:38:51.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In one's life, I believe that a lot of friends make their way into his/her life and also leave from his/her life. So, I am not very surprised or sad when my friends leave my life as  I think that it's all part and parcel of one's life. But what I am surprised is that, after not seeing some of my friends for quite sometime, they still remember me! For example, I remember that I had this friend, Ivan, during my primary 4 days and he is really one smart guy. I don't really chat with him that much, not to mention that we never talked to each other after he got into EM1 class. After we graduate from primary 6, he went to ACS(Barker) while I got into Hong Kah Secondary. After not seeing each other for almost 7 years and not talking for almost 9 years, I bumped into him and he actually remember my name, by asking me whether am I "insert my name". Luckily, my memory is good enough to recognise him and got updated with each other's life. It turns out that he got into ACJC and is currently serving National Service right now. Oh man! Wont you say time flies? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we didn't exchange contacts. But well, it's kind of nice to know that someone, out in this world, remember you even after such a long period of time. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Life of Attachment is now available at all tertiary institutions! Get yours now! *Stress, politics and boredom included* (="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3331223010140183933?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3331223010140183933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3331223010140183933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3331223010140183933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3331223010140183933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-ones-life-i-believe-that-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-2023902252095115920</id><published>2008-03-16T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:03:38.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe that till now, a lot of my readers, say 98374283730847309832109482390473 humans, will know that yours truly is currently have a Industrial Training Programme at Tanh Merah, which is bloody far from my house, 22 MRT stations apart to be exact. In a blink of eye, five weeks has already passed and I am left with four weeks of attachment days! IN LESS THAN A MONTH, SCHOOL IS STARTING! OH MAN! How I miss my classmates! Although we met up for &lt;a href="http://envs110208.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gabriel Tan's Birthday Celebration&lt;/a&gt;, it is just not enough! I mean we only spent like four hours together, eating and drinking. So, it is not enough at all! DAMN! Going to plan a get-together dinner before our new school year commence and we get crushed by all the projects that we are going to get in our final year! As I have promised to michele that I will be posting up the photos that I have taken during my attachment days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903Un8pHCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZJ7-rvwpRrQ/s1600-h/IMG_7329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178355974006184994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903Un8pHCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZJ7-rvwpRrQ/s320/IMG_7329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The entrance to my workplace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903VX8pHDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qZXJp_i0RWI/s1600-h/IMG_7347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178355986891086898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903VX8pHDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qZXJp_i0RWI/s320/IMG_7347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The road that my nursery is situated! It has a lot of terrace houses along the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903V38pHEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tHt1F_KGyXo/s1600-h/IMG_7361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178355995481021506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903V38pHEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tHt1F_KGyXo/s320/IMG_7361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 'inside' part of the nursery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903Wn8pHFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A3R6B1wjD_A/s1600-h/IMG_7367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178356008365923410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903Wn8pHFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A3R6B1wjD_A/s320/IMG_7367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The swing that I always like to sit on after lunch or during work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903W38pHGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9NgNpmVKaO0/s1600-h/IMG_7424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178356012660890722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903W38pHGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9NgNpmVKaO0/s320/IMG_7424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The toiletcumkitchencumwashingarea of my workplace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R906RX8pHHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OhBnwY7GY2w/s1600-h/IMG_7423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178359216706493554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R906RX8pHHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OhBnwY7GY2w/s320/IMG_7423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 'cubicle'. AHA! It's also the banglah eating place.. HAHA! Kampong right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R906SH8pHII/AAAAAAAAAEo/WAydtFQJVjU/s1600-h/IMG_7524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178359229591395458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R906SH8pHII/AAAAAAAAAEo/WAydtFQJVjU/s320/IMG_7524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the new plants arrived, my boss decided to change the look.. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R906Sn8pHJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/cBcSnsqm5e4/s1600-h/IMG_7666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178359238181330066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R906Sn8pHJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/cBcSnsqm5e4/s320/IMG_7666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The reason why my boss let me go home during raining is because the rain will get to my laptop since I am sitting so near to the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R906TH8pHKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YERcbgxuBqg/s1600-h/IMG_7679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178359246771264674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R906TH8pHKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YERcbgxuBqg/s320/IMG_7679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TADAH! The solution to keep the rain away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178364027069865138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R90-pX8pHLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/X0QHwtUt1ok/s320/IMG_7357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On my second day of work, I trimmed this plant, Verbena. 90 OVER POTS OF VERBENA! and I trimmed them alone under the sun for two hours plus! But I am not complain as I have got an even tan... HAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As my nursery is doing plant rental-ing for events, I get to visit a lot of places, such as Tampines Fire Station, Victoria School, etc.. So here are some of the photos that I have taken during my trip to Anglican High School. They really have BIG AREA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R91BN38pHMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KxRCV5tF_zY/s1600-h/IMG_7613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178366853158345922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R91BN38pHMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KxRCV5tF_zY/s320/IMG_7613.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the driveway into the school! Isn't that very awesome?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R91BOH8pHNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BIwIqT_a4aw/s1600-h/IMG_7620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178366857453313234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R91BOH8pHNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BIwIqT_a4aw/s320/IMG_7620.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The graffiti wall that they had in their own school compound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R91BOn8pHOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cIcrikPoq38/s1600-h/IMG_7619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178366866043247842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R91BOn8pHOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cIcrikPoq38/s320/IMG_7619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The view from the inside of their water feature which is a waterfall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I shall upload the other photos on another day! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;CHEERS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"WAH! NABEI! YOU GOT As HUH?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-2023902252095115920?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/2023902252095115920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=2023902252095115920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2023902252095115920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2023902252095115920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-believe-that-till-now-lot-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/R903Un8pHCI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZJ7-rvwpRrQ/s72-c/IMG_7329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16922744.post-9044255449808092137</id><published>2008-03-11T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:34:02.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been bluffing myself that how nice my Industrial Training Programme (ITP) is, how fortunate am I to be in this nursery, how nice my boss is, how enjoyable it is to work here. However, sometime when I think about my working environment and some other mundane stuff, they are making me quite depressed. I have had to admit that I have got a really nice boss, who let me go home early when there is nothing much to be done, treat me to food occasionally and making my ITP enjoyable and slacky (even my seniors had a shock when I told them about my ITP, I guess it's really slacky.). But the thing is, I ALWAYS have this feeling that my boss's mom does not like me and his brother kept picking on me. Maybe it is because I am too sensitive, but the feeling is there all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For workload wise, I cannot say anything much about it. Which job doesn't have heavy workload? Which job doesn't have stress? If there is one and the pay is very very very good, please tell me and I will go and work. No, the pay MUST be very very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four more weeks to the end of ITP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this one put at the boot behind huh?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-9044255449808092137?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/9044255449808092137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=9044255449808092137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/9044255449808092137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/9044255449808092137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-been-bluffing-myself-that-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-4804002877907005019</id><published>2008-03-10T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:06:10.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly, I feel very stressed up at work... :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-4804002877907005019?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/4804002877907005019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=4804002877907005019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4804002877907005019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4804002877907005019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/03/suddenly-i-feel-very-stressed-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6889749931196915756</id><published>2008-02-15T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:57:41.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With so many things happening and so many thoughts rushing into my mind, how am I supposed to handle it? Wai Meng is just a normal guy with no extraordinary power...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Wah! As compared to you, who can wake up late, slack whole day, do 3weeks of ITP, I, who had to wake up at 6 daily, work under the sun, carry stuffs after stuffs, eat lunch alone, should really feel good eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6889749931196915756?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6889749931196915756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6889749931196915756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6889749931196915756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6889749931196915756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/02/with-so-many-things-happening-and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-4626411219034783041</id><published>2008-02-15T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:05:34.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attachment has finally begun for yours truly. My daily routine consists of waking up as early as o6oohrs, prepared by 0700hrs, walked to the MRT station and begin my one hour plus trip to my attachment workplace. But, I really have no complaints, except for eating lunch alone and being alone in my workplace. It's really a nice experience though. I get to see different people from different walk of life early in the morning, from pretty ladies to hot dudes, from mcdonald auntie to uncles, from foreign 'outdoor' workers to foreign 'indoor' workers, from secondary school students to our fellow counterparts from ITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, I got a very 'relax' boss for this attachment. He is really one very nice guy and his wife and mom are nice to me too. I mean, they does not behave like they are superior than you and that you are inferior. To quote from my boss, " eh, you relax lah! here is not tekan camp leh." That's what he told me when i kept asking what else can I do and appeared kinda nervous. However, the bad part is that I will have to work during weekends too. But, I was not surprised at all as I had already anticipated it when I know that I am being post to my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go sleep already... Yet another day of work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I think I got indigestion. =/*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-4626411219034783041?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/4626411219034783041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=4626411219034783041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4626411219034783041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4626411219034783041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/02/attachment-has-finally-begun-for-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5630519783303216914</id><published>2008-02-11T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T15:31:16.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been 54 days since I last blogged... Long as it seem, I feel like these 54 days just whisked off like a short breeze. 54 days ago, I am busy with my Final Project: Vertical Greening, juggling between works and driving. Just a week ago, I am busy cleaning my room to usher in the New Year and today, I am supposed to report for my attachment at Tanah Merah at 0830hr. So basically, what I did today was waking up at 0625hr, bathed and prepared everything by 0640hr. (oh man! How a fast and efficient worker I am!) I reached Lakeside MRT station and boarded the train at 0700hr. The time taken to my workplace, to my surprise, took a bit more or less than one hour. And by 0800hr, I am standing at my workplace, waiting for my soon-to-be colleagues to open the gate for me. However, at 0830hr SHARP, I heard from the workers there that everyone in the company had gone to Thailand and will only be back tomorrow. Now, I am slacking in my room, typing away…. HOW BORED CAN I GET! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you want me to get you an ear plug?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5630519783303216914?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5630519783303216914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5630519783303216914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5630519783303216914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5630519783303216914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-has-been-54-days-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-2547057387019894</id><published>2007-12-18T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:56:58.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>letting pictures to say what have i been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i shall post it up when i am back from sentosa. till then~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-2547057387019894?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/2547057387019894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=2547057387019894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2547057387019894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2547057387019894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/12/letting-pictures-to-say-what-have-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-4491517468594950659</id><published>2007-11-13T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T04:51:09.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>@*(@*@#(&amp;amp;*(*#&amp;amp;(@&amp;amp;)(@&amp;amp;**@&amp;amp;@(*&amp;amp;#(&amp;amp;)!(*@(*_!)!*@@)&amp;amp;@!)&amp;amp;@*&amp;amp;@)(#*#@)&amp;amp;*#@)(*@*)&amp;amp;#(&amp;amp;@@)(@*@#*&amp;amp;!*(&amp;amp;@&amp;amp;^*&amp;amp;@^!_(@(*@(*^@*&amp;amp;^(@*^(*#^@(@^(@#^(*@^(*@^(*@^(@^(^(@!^(*@&amp;amp;&amp;amp;@(*@*@_@*#@+*#@&amp;amp;#)*@^_!@*&amp;amp;#@)(*!)(&amp;amp;@*&amp;amp;#(@&amp;amp;@&amp;amp;!#(*@!)*&amp;amp;!)(&amp;amp;*!)(&amp;amp;@!&amp;amp;*!)*&amp;amp;!)(&amp;amp;!)(&amp;amp;!&amp;amp;@)!(&amp;amp;@)(!&amp;amp;@)(!&amp;amp;@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NABEI! I have killed yet another cockroach and it's the THIRD one in just ONE week! Once in my room twice in kitchen! Is there any occupation for killing cockroach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes on to curse for another half an hour*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Never mind lah, we just take turn to be sarcastic to each other. Smelly bitch."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-4491517468594950659?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/4491517468594950659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=4491517468594950659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4491517468594950659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4491517468594950659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/11/nabei-i-have-killed-yet-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-7505395797478726201</id><published>2007-11-13T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T02:27:48.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seem that it has been long since I last blog and apparently, my previous post made two of my very very &lt;s&gt;best&lt;/s&gt; I-just-cant-find-a-word-worse-than-horrible-to-describe-them friends laughing like mad. On the other hand, I just think that actually it's only ONE particular one that I just cant find words to describe him and he is Paul. As for the other one, I usually has a good impression about him but after he burp so loud, over lunch today, that made a few guys turned their heads and look at us, I have a slight change of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my life revolves around school, project, work, home, sleep and foods. Although school has been the root for my project, it is also the place where I have much fun. I mean, having a class with fun people isn't that bad. Though we are not that united, we still do have fun all the time. Be it laughing at the jokes or communism that Gabriel Tan had created on me or just purely laughing over Mei Yu's silliness or at Xu Meng. Project has been, as usual, an ass for me. With little time yet lots of stuffs should complete, life is definitely FUN as it is full of trying to catch up your works here and meeting the deadlines there. However, nonetheless, I MUST pass this project in order to get into year 3. tee kong bo bi guan yin ma bo you! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case any of you don't know, yours truly is currently working in a restaurant at Central (c). Damn, it's very very high crust. It is so high crust that i swear by the moon that it will definitely crash your economic status if you are still a student/part-timer/a full time with a pay lesser than a Managing Executive. WAH KAO AYE! The restaurant is of sooooooooooooooo fine dining that one cup of fresh juice is SGD$6! But well, it's just normal for a high crust dining restaurant. But the work there is very slacky and the people working there are very nice and friendly. In no less than two months ever since I worked there, it seem that one of my colleague passed her nickname "the poison tongue" to me. Rest assured that I don't bite, I merely cursed if you step on my nerves. Ask my friends around, I am one with good-temper unless if you ALWAYS get onto my nerves like what Paul has been doing without failing a day, then I will not hesitate to treat you nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Life is an ass. Try to live with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;“ I purposely give you the handbag so that you can attract attention.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-7505395797478726201?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/7505395797478726201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=7505395797478726201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7505395797478726201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7505395797478726201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-seem-that-it-has-been-long-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6083743898779764714</id><published>2007-10-27T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T15:48:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, we had our very first class outing since the school started. Though the response of the people going for it is poor, we have had fun nevertheless. Sometime, with that idiot Paul around, everything seem to be very funny. (= The place we went for our class outing is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125701618656278290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyImdwym9xI/AAAAAAAAACo/hZXTfSa8QO4/s320/IMG_5192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE NIGHT SAFARI! I have to admit that, it is my first time there. BUT, I have been to the zoo, bird park and crocodile farm already. The Night Safari is the last one that I have never been to until Thursday, which mark my first trip there. The place is just like zoo, only that the animals hunt in the night or is a 'night owl'. Overall, the trip there is kinda fun as the companions are great! (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125891353131546402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLTBwym9yI/AAAAAAAAACw/sf2hs4e-a20/s320/IMG_5186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The stage that "Creatures of the Night" is going to be perform on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125891366016448306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLTCgym9zI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WNy5wKJGY9M/s320/IMG_5187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125891387491284802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLTDwym90I/AAAAAAAAADA/DyTVMsaCwak/s320/IMG_5188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The audiences that are watching the show together with us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125891400376186706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLTEgym91I/AAAAAAAAADI/tdqwxnH50Ow/s320/IMG_5184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but not least, the four of us who are watching the show. From the left: yours truly, Gabriel Tan ( the guy who always like to stress me ever since he sat beside me), Paul Chan (that idiot who is always up to no good whenever he is standing beside me) and Riduan (who always greet me but receive nothing but sarcasm from me). The show is very interesting, especially when they asked the otters to put the cans and stuffs into a recycle bins but one of the otters refused to let it of the cans and kept playing with it. After the show ended, Orchard Plaza was our destination and supper is our motivation. As the time is getting late after our meal, Gabriel Tan and I had to run for the train which made me on the verge of vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some random photos:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrTQym92I/AAAAAAAAADQ/i5Qs2tz0M7o/s1600-h/IMG_5083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125918042058323810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrTQym92I/AAAAAAAAADQ/i5Qs2tz0M7o/s320/IMG_5083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; working in the MM lab. (Sepia Effect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrVQym93I/AAAAAAAAADY/vQP2SROLrHQ/s1600-h/IMG_5085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125918076418062194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrVQym93I/AAAAAAAAADY/vQP2SROLrHQ/s320/IMG_5085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Working in the MM lab yet again. the one in pink is my boss and the one in grey is Jing Fang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrXwym94I/AAAAAAAAADg/dRQ7CnTEZ3s/s1600-h/IMG_5084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125918119367735170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrXwym94I/AAAAAAAAADg/dRQ7CnTEZ3s/s320/IMG_5084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guy who always like to see me stress and make me stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrZAym95I/AAAAAAAAADo/Dq8188Q_Lk0/s1600-h/IMG_5196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125918140842571666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrZAym95I/AAAAAAAAADo/Dq8188Q_Lk0/s320/IMG_5196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fooling around with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrawym96I/AAAAAAAAADw/wrhZgw8JBiE/s1600-h/IMG_5207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125918170907342754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyLrawym96I/AAAAAAAAADw/wrhZgw8JBiE/s320/IMG_5207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"OUCH! YOU HIT MY SPINE LAH, IDIOT!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6083743898779764714?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6083743898779764714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6083743898779764714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6083743898779764714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6083743898779764714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-we-had-our-very-first-class-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RyImdwym9xI/AAAAAAAAACo/hZXTfSa8QO4/s72-c/IMG_5192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16922744.post-914845021327044443</id><published>2007-10-23T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T11:47:19.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One fine morning, while on the way to school, John saw a friend at the MRT platform. As his friend is busy meddling with his iPod, John decided not to bother his friend and continue listening to the song that is playing in his own iPod. However, before the song come to an end, his back got tapped. As he turned his head around, he saw his senior and friend. Thus, as an act of courtesy, he removed his ear phone and talked to them. But since his friend is meeting the-guy-of-her-dream, he was left alone with his senior. As they chatted, the train slowly crawl its way into the station. Upon entering the second carriage of the train, his senior chances upon a friend of hers. Thus, John went to find his girl-friend and began to talk to her as they have not been meeting for quite some time already. Through the talk, he found out that his friend had currently hooked up with a guy and that the guy is interested in her too! "What a taste," thought John. ( P.S: I got bored of the story and thus decided to end it in an abrupt ending.) Thus, John reached school and is still listening to a SHORT lecture that his lecturer had promised at 10am and the time now is 1143am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it ended. But yet another day of project-ing is waiting for him to embark on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-914845021327044443?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/914845021327044443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=914845021327044443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/914845021327044443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/914845021327044443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-fine-morning-while-on-way-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3362371781299637107</id><published>2007-10-18T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T23:44:34.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every time I thought of something to blog, I will forget it when I log into my blogger account. My mind will be blank and I totally forget what it, which I want to blog about, is. Thus, logging off my account and letting my blog rot. However, I finally have stuffs to talk about, family. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a family of seven, I must admit that sometime I wished that I could escape from the supposedly safe harbour that will protect and shelter me from all kinds of storms that I am going to face in the course of growing up as the safe harbour isn't that safe after. But I believe that the idiom, ‘A book cannot be judge by its appearance’, exist for a meaning. On the surface of a calm and still water, there are actually strong currents that are underlying. Strong currents that you will not expect it to have a calm and still façade. Currents that no one has a initiative to stop it, currents that no one even bother to go and break it. Innocent victims being dragged into the water, endless debates of who is the cause of the currents which ensure you a physical contact with both parties are just some of the consequences of nobody wish to settle the currents for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people thought that I am a one with no problems at home as I am one with smiles and make a fool of me and make them laugh. But what they do not know is that the moment I entered my house’s main door, endless of problems starts to come down on me like the Victoria Falls. Problems those are so big that I could not catch it all alone. Those small and micro problems which are going to roll up into a big snowball that is waiting for a chance to let an avalanche occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to have a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Now the statistic of people hating you is going downhill but for his case, it’s increasing rapidly. Don’t worry.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3362371781299637107?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3362371781299637107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3362371781299637107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3362371781299637107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3362371781299637107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/10/every-time-i-thought-of-something-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5516374323376535477</id><published>2007-10-11T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T12:27:02.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, just for your information, I am not dead yet just missing in action. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;" I am so disappointed in you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5516374323376535477?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5516374323376535477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5516374323376535477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5516374323376535477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5516374323376535477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-just-for-your-information-i-am-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3995407630057136629</id><published>2007-09-16T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:35:59.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As the clock strikes at twelve midnight, it doesn't simple mean that a day has just passed. It means MORE than just that. It means that I have spent yet another fruitless day doing nothing. It means that I have passed yet another fruitless week of my four weeks holiday. I means that I am just left with ONE last week to school reopen. DAMN IT! Time just flies when you never even pay attention to it at all. Or should I say time is always flying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don’t you find human very contradicting? I mean, when you are working, you dream to be in a holiday. When you are in a holiday, you think that you would rather be working instead of rotting. Ok, maybe a lot of people are disagreeing. Or should I say when you are studying, you hope that you can earn big bucks BUT when you are earning big bucks, you hope that you can travel back in time and go back to studying? Indeed, life is all about contradicting. It makes me wonder, why people always curse the weather for being hot and not themselves for making the weather hot. I admit that I USED to complain and cursed the weather for being hot.  However, one fine sunny day, when the sun was laughing at me sweating all over the place and watched me cursing it without feeling angry at all, I decided to COMPLAIN to my friend. (Well, that’s what most Singaporeans are best at.) Thus, I talked to my friend over msn and started to swear about how hot the weather is, how fucking big is the sun and etc. Instead of sympathizing me, my friend just asked me a question that makes me feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why don’t you blame yourself for making the weather hot?” This question really set me into thinking. Humans always manage to push the blame away to others. Like how many countries is scolding China for producing a high quantity of greenhouse gases or poisonous gases. However, they are the one that builds factories after factories and offices after offices in China. Yet, they still can say that China is producing all those shits. Get this straight into your brain. China is still a developing country and has lots of humans living on the land. Thus, she had no choice but to let other countries build factories and offices on her land in order to create more job opportunities for her millions of citizens so that her economy will not suffer. You can say that China should pass out laws, rules and etc for the factories or offices to follow. But business is all about making BIG profits. So who will want to incur losses? The most funny part is that the factories and offices are built by countries who has had already developed and has a better economy. So technically speaking, shouldn’t they be MORE considerate? Initiatives speak at the end of the day. Well, I can only talk till here. So long people! I am wasting a lot of fossil fuels on typing and surfing net. Time for me to go off. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I knew I loved you by savage garden is nice. Hairspray is nice. Secret is nice. Transformer is nice. And everything is nice! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;“Going to her lectures are good. They cure insomnia.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3995407630057136629?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3995407630057136629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3995407630057136629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3995407630057136629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3995407630057136629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-clock-strikes-at-twelve-midnight-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6370434725455431786</id><published>2007-09-02T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:21:46.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is specially created for Miss Lim ShiMin to ensure her that Mr Quek Wai Meng is perfectly fine and is still the same old one that she has known through Primers Orientation Camp. He has already put the comment down and move on already. So don't cling on to it and move on with life. LIFE ROCKS WHEN YOU CAN JOKE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random quote:&lt;br /&gt;"yeah yeah yeah, you look like a man."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6370434725455431786?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6370434725455431786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6370434725455431786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6370434725455431786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6370434725455431786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-post-is-specially-created-for-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5858104092107816740</id><published>2007-09-01T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:06:36.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so utterly disappointed in Lim Pui Pui! Nonetheless, she is still a nice friend to be with, to bully and to joke around! =D Never regret knowing her, just regret tagging her. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, do you all find life, a funny thing? One moment, a person can be standing right in front of you, joking around and making a smile that strike across your face. The next moment, he is lying in the coffin as still as stagnant water, not even responding to your high pitched screaming, totally numb to your pleas of waking him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of a sudden, it just let me feel that actually, life is frail. Often, people said that fate control life. But I think that it’s up to a certain extent. At the end of the day, it’s you who decide how you want your life to be. Though it is super duper old fashioned, cherish people around you and your life. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you R.I.P. Hope you are in a better world now. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5858104092107816740?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5858104092107816740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5858104092107816740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5858104092107816740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5858104092107816740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-so-utterly-disappointed-in-lim-pui.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-2069133790219678817</id><published>2007-08-27T11:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T11:17:37.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After slogging/slacking/wasting a term, a break is finally here. Sounds of laughter, smiles on faces, gangs of people and crowded streets should be greeting me in the face. But NO! Maybe, you still can see gangs of people joining the crowd in crowded streets. But I definitely never heard sounds of laughter nor smiles on faces. What I heard is the pleas of jobs opportunities, smiles on faces which indicate that they sincerely hope that you have job opportunities, commonly known as lobangs in Singapore. But dreams are normally more pleasant than reality. Jobs, jobs, come out come out wherever you are. I begging you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I am asking all kind souls to kindly inform/tell me if you have a job opportunities ok? Time is running out fast and you have got till 23rd September 2007. thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"I am god as god always do what human can't achieve."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-2069133790219678817?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/2069133790219678817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=2069133790219678817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2069133790219678817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2069133790219678817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-sloggingslackingwasting-term.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5037103677243769177</id><published>2007-08-27T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T11:04:40.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the past two Singapore Idol, the champions are males, Taufik and Hady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two Project Superstar, the champions are also males, Chen Wei Lian and Chen Shi Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two Campus Superstar, the champions are still males, Huang Zhi Yang and Shawn Zhuo Xuan Zheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past Superband, the champions are, yet again, males. Milo Ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you tell me, why can't the girls win? Are they that inferior? like whatever huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Though I am not as crazy for Campus Superstar 2 like I was for Project Superstar 1, I think that keely is kinda pretty... (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5037103677243769177?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5037103677243769177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5037103677243769177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5037103677243769177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5037103677243769177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/08/for-past-two-singapore-idol-champions.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6563416865416405157</id><published>2007-08-20T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T00:36:43.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;私奔到月球&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实你是个心狠又手辣的小偷&lt;br /&gt;我的心我的呼吸和名字都偷走&lt;br /&gt;你才是绑架我的凶手&lt;br /&gt;机车后座的我吹着风逃离了平庸&lt;br /&gt;这星球天天有五十亿人在错过&lt;br /&gt;多幸运有你一起看星星在争宠&lt;br /&gt;这一刻不再问为什麽&lt;br /&gt;不再去猜测人和人 心和心有什麽不同&lt;br /&gt;一二三 牵着手 四五六 抬起头 七八九 我们私奔到月球&lt;br /&gt;让双脚去腾空 让我们去感受 那无忧的真空 那月色纯真的感动&lt;br /&gt;当你说太聪明往往还是会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;我笑着倾听孤单终结后的静寞&lt;br /&gt;看月亮像夜空的瞳孔&lt;br /&gt;静静凝视你我和我们闹嚷的星球&lt;br /&gt;靠近你怎麽突然两个人都词穷&lt;br /&gt;让心跳像是野火燎原般的汹涌&lt;br /&gt;这一刻让命运也沉默 让脚尖划过 天和天地和地缘分的宇宙&lt;br /&gt;一二三 牵着手 四五六 抬起头 七八九 我们私奔到月球 让双脚去腾空 让我们去感受&lt;br /&gt;那无忧的真空 那月色纯真的感动 一二三 牵着手 四五六 抬起头 七八九 我们私奔到月球&lt;br /&gt;让双脚去腾空 让我们去感受那无忧的真空 那月色纯真的感动 一二三 牵着手 四五六 抬起&lt;br /&gt;七八九 我们私奔到月球&lt;br /&gt;让双脚去腾空 让我们去感受 那无忧的真空 那月色纯真的感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6563416865416405157?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6563416865416405157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6563416865416405157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6563416865416405157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6563416865416405157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/08/nice-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3528318541671708952</id><published>2007-08-20T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T00:20:08.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>List out the top 5 presents you wish for:&lt;br /&gt;-Promote to Year 3&lt;br /&gt;-More self discipline&lt;br /&gt;-World Peace&lt;br /&gt;-A new phone&lt;br /&gt;- I think that’s all.&lt;br /&gt;Answer the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;- The person who tagged you is: Tan Shun Fa!&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship with him is: friends&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 impressions of him: One that is easy going, cool, lazy, emo and fair.&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he had done for you: tagging me. He’s the first one to do so.&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words he had said to you: Wai Birdy.&lt;br /&gt;If he/ she become your lover, you will: love him as long as possible. Erm, this is an ‘IF’ question right?&lt;br /&gt;If he/ she become your lover, things he/she have to improve on will be: What if we break up?&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will: heck care.&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: he is better looking than me! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is: smack his face! xD&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him/ her is: A nice guy, though I am nicer.&lt;br /&gt;How do you think people around you will feel about you? That I’m easy-going? Hey! I am not a person who has the ability to know what people around me are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;The characteristic (s) you love of yourself is /are: optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, the characteristic (s) you hate of yourself is/ are: I am one without self discipline.&lt;br /&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is: Someone who is good-looking, easy-going, friendly, with good self-discipline, etc. Man, this is a good fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;For people that care and like you, say something to them: Hey! I do have people liking me!&lt;br /&gt; Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt; 1) Jian Ming&lt;br /&gt;2) Eve Kerk WeiQi&lt;br /&gt;3) SCOTT&lt;br /&gt;4) Simin&lt;br /&gt;5) Mu He&lt;br /&gt;6) Jian Ying&lt;br /&gt;7) Runie&lt;br /&gt;8) Zhen Hong&lt;br /&gt;9) Han Zhong&lt;br /&gt;10) Jia Wen &lt;br /&gt;Who is No. 6 having a relationship with? I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 9 a female or male? Male&lt;br /&gt;If No. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? They don’t even know each other.&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 8 and 5? If they are together, then it simply means that they are gay.&lt;br /&gt;What is No.2 studying about? Diploma in Info-comm technology.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with No. 3? 14th of Aug.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does No. 8 like? He’s a potato. xD&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 has any siblings? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo No. 3? Oh please! I don’t go into a relationship with a pig.&lt;br /&gt;How about No. 7? WOAH~ refer to the question about 8 and 5.&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 4 single? YES! CONFIRM! xD&lt;br /&gt;What's the surname of No. 5? Chong, I asked.&lt;br /&gt;What's the name of No. 10? Isn’t it there?&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of No. 4? Tennis? xD&lt;br /&gt;Do No.5 and 9 get along well? They don’t even know each other.&lt;br /&gt;Where is No. 2 studying at? Singapore Polytechnic&lt;br /&gt;Talk something casually about No. 1? 8years…&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for No. 8? Oh please. I don’t eat potato. (=&lt;br /&gt;Where does No. 9 live at? He is staying near jurong junior college.&lt;br /&gt;What colour does No. 4 likes? I didn’t ask her before.&lt;br /&gt;Are No. 5 and 1 best friends? Refer to the answer asking about 5 and 9.&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 7 likes No. 2? Refer to the answer asking about 5 and 1.&lt;br /&gt;How do you get to know No. 2? I got to know her through my secondary school classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Does No. 1 have any pets? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Is No. 7 the sexiest person in the world? My mom told me not to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Sometimes, I do wonder what these are for. - -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3528318541671708952?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3528318541671708952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3528318541671708952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3528318541671708952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3528318541671708952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/08/list-out-top-5-presents-you-wish-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-7057319665492023696</id><published>2007-08-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:37:23.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok! i blogged and my MIA is still continuing till i am free and have inspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM QUOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Life is like a movie.... just that mine is a boring one" (quoted from huiqi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-7057319665492023696?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/7057319665492023696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=7057319665492023696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7057319665492023696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7057319665492023696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok-i-blogged-and-my-mia-is-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-2519828672476859405</id><published>2007-07-16T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T04:27:28.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometime, I find that it is amazing how human can turn from stranger into friend into best friend or your other half. However, it takes more than a word or even magic to carry the relationship on but just need a smallest matter to sink the whole ship into the bottom of nowhere and never get a chance to surface again unless a miracle happens. It is also kind of irony to see how people can say how close or brotherly they are to you and yet run ten thousands of miles when you encounter with a major problem or big trouble. Of course, every matter, like a coin, has two sides to it. There are also great friendships whereby friends will stand by you and support you whenever you encountered a problem or pick you up whenever you suffered from a hard fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I just want to say that no matter what, do cherish your friendship when you still have it now. If there is any problem, face and solve it together and not just leave it aside and hope that it will go away on its own. Yes, by facing it, your friendship might suffer. But, it will show how strong your friendship is. Yes, you might feel that when facing it together, you are bound to have awkward moments in the future and might cease to talk. But remember, relationship is all about give and take. Put down all the unhappy moments and you are back to friends again. Yeah, to me, that’s how magical a relationship is. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If love is blind, then congrats as you are blind-ed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-2519828672476859405?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/2519828672476859405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=2519828672476859405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2519828672476859405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2519828672476859405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometime-i-find-that-it-is-amazing-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-4067844504730642854</id><published>2007-07-10T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:28:10.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just for your infomation, my tagboard might be spam by someone who are using my identityo reply to tags. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"He should stand behind the runner so that the runner can get first.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-4067844504730642854?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/4067844504730642854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=4067844504730642854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4067844504730642854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4067844504730642854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-for-your-infomation-my-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-2299899415796206633</id><published>2007-07-02T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T02:47:46.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Opps! I forget to thanks Emilyn and Daphne Tan yesterday. =D THANKS BABES!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If love is stupid, then I stupid you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-2299899415796206633?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/2299899415796206633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=2299899415796206633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2299899415796206633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2299899415796206633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/07/opps-i-forget-to-thanks-emilyn-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3409287976208240189</id><published>2007-06-30T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T16:45:08.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, I know this is kinda of late for a greeting. But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the happier note, I was formally 18 YESTERDAY!!!! Thanks,PAUL, Jerelyn, Chu Xin, LiNen, HuiQi, Alia, Yi Ling, Andy, Khadijah, Jing Fang, Jocelyn, Gabriel Seah, Gabriel Tan, Michele, Xu Meng, Kai Bin, Ramija, Syazwani and Aishah from DLA 06/07 for your wishes!!! Thanks, Qing Yan, Shi Min, Charmaine and Ben How for your present and celebration yesterday!!!! Thanks, Li Ying, Ethel, Regina, Jasmine, Xin Yi, Han Zhong and Jun Hong from CADC for your wishes!!! Thanks, Shawn, Nicholas, Jun Hong, Noor and Hendra!!! Thanks Eve, YunShan, Evon, SCOTT and Joanna for your wishes!!!! Last but not least, of course my darling of eight years, YEOH JIAN MING!!! Dude, seriously, thanks for all the things you did for me yesterday... *Awwwww* I mean it, really thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another happier note, yesterday was also the day that my mom fought and won the Death. THANKS MOM! If weren't for you, I won't be here. Yeah, I know I should say to her personally but not typing it here. After all, Asian Countries are majority conservative. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it a chocolate-look-a-like snail or snail-look-a-like chocolate?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3409287976208240189?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3409287976208240189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3409287976208240189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3409287976208240189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3409287976208240189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok-i-know-this-is-kinda-of-late-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-9140209270678875414</id><published>2007-06-28T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:14:28.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I can see from my tag-board that a lot of people are confused by what I want, I shall elaborate MORE on the things that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Water Bottle. (I DON'T WANT IT TO BE DRAWN ON A PAPER, I DON'T WANT IT FROM SECRET RECIPE. I JUST WANT A NORMAL WATER BOTTLE. BE IT FROM NIKE, ADIDAS OR WHATEVER. JUST A WATER BOTTLE THAT IS NOT RECYCLED!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Sling Bag. First and foremost, I would like to extend my most heartfelt gratitude to Mary Ooi Xi Ning. For she is so nice to offer me her most treasured Hello Kitty Sling bag. But I am in polytechnic already. SO, I need one that is BIG and PRACTICAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you still have any enquires on what to get for me for my birthday, kindly call me. I'm just being frank. After all, you hope that I will like the thing you get for me right? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"sorry for neglecting you, not bullying and tormenting you.. my sincere and solemn apology."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-9140209270678875414?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/9140209270678875414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=9140209270678875414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/9140209270678875414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/9140209270678875414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-i-can-see-from-my-tag-board-that-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-4253692051854295990</id><published>2007-06-27T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:53:53.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those who are reading this post now, below are what you can get for me for my birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jacket&lt;br /&gt;2. waterbottle&lt;br /&gt;3.Copic markers (get it at art friend. kindly get the membership card from me.)&lt;br /&gt;4.wallet&lt;br /&gt;5.water bottle&lt;br /&gt;6.sling bag. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hot people stay inside lah."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-4253692051854295990?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/4253692051854295990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=4253692051854295990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4253692051854295990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4253692051854295990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/for-those-who-are-reading-this-post-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-7573862114610645518</id><published>2007-06-26T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:40:18.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>你说的话我都相信&lt;br /&gt;说得好听说得甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;你说的每一句我都相信&lt;br /&gt;为了爱情失了聪明&lt;br /&gt;听你的话闭上眼睛&lt;br /&gt;这个梦多美丽让它继续&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说的话总那么好听&lt;br /&gt;你爱不爱我不能确定&lt;br /&gt;也许你只把他当游戏&lt;br /&gt;我却爱得太用力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说的话我都相信&lt;br /&gt;说得好听说得甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;你说的每一句我都相信&lt;br /&gt;为了爱情失了聪明&lt;br /&gt;听你的话闭上眼睛&lt;br /&gt;这个梦多美丽让它继续&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说的话总那么好听&lt;br /&gt;你爱不爱我不能确定&lt;br /&gt;也许你只把爱当游戏&lt;br /&gt;我却没那么聪明&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说的话总那么好听&lt;br /&gt;你爱不爱我不想确定&lt;br /&gt;我会关掉你送的手机&lt;br /&gt;然后静静不去理&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说的话总那么好听&lt;br /&gt;你爱不爱我不想确定&lt;br /&gt;我会关掉你送的手机&lt;br /&gt;然后静静静静&lt;br /&gt;是再也不去理&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another nic, emo and sad song! HAHA! 好听 by 许茹芸.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway conclusion for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tiring&lt;br /&gt;2.boring&lt;br /&gt;3.hot&lt;br /&gt;4.funny&lt;br /&gt;5.crappy&lt;br /&gt;6. NEW PROJECT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Can pay by instalment or not?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-7573862114610645518?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/7573862114610645518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=7573862114610645518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7573862114610645518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7573862114610645518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/yet-another-nic-emo-and-sad-song-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5500799532526888455</id><published>2007-06-24T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T14:35:48.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLIDAY IS COMING TO AN END! I STILL HAVEN'T ENJOY MYSELF YET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am done with rattling. But after all, I still LIKE school. Rest assured that I am no nerd, just that in school, I have friends to talk to and to play with. =D Also, at school, I won't feel as bored as I am at home. Though I have to listen to boring lectures, I still have friends to crap with. AHH!!! SCHOOL COME SCHOOL!!! WHEE~~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"I am going to wash the clothes with the tag along, so i still can exchange it if it's unsuitable for me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5500799532526888455?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5500799532526888455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5500799532526888455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5500799532526888455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5500799532526888455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/holiday-is-coming-to-end-i-still-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3712506827337957763</id><published>2007-06-18T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T20:49:57.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After speaking to LiNen, I am just so damn very sure that I am not really suitable for a relationship. I mean, and she confirmed, I am way too PRACTICAL. So practical that what they find sweet, I will think another way. I also find the messages, that are published at teenager dontknowwhatcatergoryforBGR ones, are kind of stupid, way too stupid. They will post those lovey dovey mushy messages like, "I will love you 1314...", "I will give up everything for you...", "Ever since I met you, I knew you were the one...", "I have been crashing on you...". Oh please, who are you to talk about forever? And if you give up everything for the person, then what are you two going to live on? Yeah right, ever since I met you, I KNEW you WERE the one. HAHA! Imagine a person keep crashing on you! I mean, whatever huh! Instead of talking about now, you are already talking about forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I am watching superstar now! And I think they are just wasting their time. Instead of studying, they are taking part in such competition. I mean, yeah, your voice is nice. So what? You are still a student afterall. And this is Singapore, a place whereby grades and result matters more than anything, which sucks. But I also think that if you have got the talent to sing, why not join the Campus Superstar or Super Band or Project Superstar? Damn, these shows are just another way to waste your money. SHIT! I am contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So is he supposed to go to the General Office and ask for the girl who used a fake name so as to give her his number?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3712506827337957763?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3712506827337957763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3712506827337957763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3712506827337957763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3712506827337957763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/after-speaking-to-linen-i-am-just-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5578479507907074355</id><published>2007-06-15T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T03:24:24.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a chat with my friend over msn in the wee hours of yesterday morning. We touched on the concept that all teenagers will come across during their youth. Some might have been there, done that. Some might be insistent on protecting it. Yup, we chatted about sex and virginity. It's really damn hilarious to chat with him over it. He really provide me with a lot of perspectives and views over this matter. Shan't reveal or talk about what we chatted during the whole conversation. If not, I think a lot of people are going to say that I am gross. Well, just take everything with a pitch of salt ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"If I speak too clean, I will feel like a grassroot leader."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5578479507907074355?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5578479507907074355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5578479507907074355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5578479507907074355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5578479507907074355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/had-chat-with-my-friend-over-msn-in-wee.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-7576203292600454988</id><published>2007-06-14T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:34:12.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really sucks! I told you I'm staying outside tomorrow last week and now you can tell me that you don't that at all. Nagging at me, how I keep spending money without any money sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"lol ur english, i dun understand, like those coughstrytoactprocoughs english."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-7576203292600454988?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/7576203292600454988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=7576203292600454988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7576203292600454988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7576203292600454988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/really-sucks-i-told-you-im-staying.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-1479221114438666922</id><published>2007-06-13T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:18:33.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>当星期五的课到了一个段落，我仿佛听见幸福的呼唤。头脑充满着许多幻想，乘新加坡大热卖去抢购一番，到充满着阳光的圣淘沙海边疯狂地玩、尽情地享受，与久未见面的中学朋友联络、叙叙旧，想多迟睡就多迟睡、不必担心会睡过头。但是，想得容易，做得难、人算总不如天算。我的梦、我的幻想就被重如泰山的工作压碎了。放假简直就是放的很假，表面虽然看得很轻松，但低下却波涛汹涌，暗藏危机，有许多许多的作业得做,有厚厚的书得读。唉！到底这是放假吗？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! I finally blog in chinese without my coughstrytoactprocoughs english. At least I got a B3 with my english ok! MR Zhen Hong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Playing Chinese Chess in progress!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-1479221114438666922?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/1479221114438666922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=1479221114438666922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1479221114438666922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1479221114438666922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-179836921710129415</id><published>2007-06-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:56:49.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;你不开心的眼仿佛将我推到悬崖边缘 距离就算再靠近眼前&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我们一样没焦点 没有你的世界 就像寒冬没有春天依偎&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;少了你陪在身边 我的四季只剩下冬天 悲伤喜悦回忆不断重演 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;静下来的世界 有我的思念也有你的空虚无边&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你有没有听见寂寞的声音悄悄在蔓延 它住进我们之间 守侯着我和你的永远&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你有没有听见思念的呼唤传遍每条街 就算你走的再远 累了回头我就在你的身边&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不开心的眼仿佛将我推到悬崖边缘 距离就算在靠近眼前&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我们一样没焦点 没有你的世界就像寒冬没有春天依偎&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;少了你陪在身边 我的四季只剩下冬天 悲伤喜悦回忆不断重演&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;静下来的世界 有我的思念也有你的空虚无边&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你有没有听见寂寞的声音悄悄在蔓延 它住进我们之间 守侯着我和你的永远&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你有没有听见思念的呼唤传遍每条街 就算你走的再远 累了回头我就在你的身边&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你有没有听见寂寞的声音悄悄在蔓延 它住进我们之间 守侯着我和你的永远&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你有没有听见思念的呼唤传遍每条街 就算你走的再远 累了回头我就在你的身边&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know everybody will say that I am niang. But, it's a fact that this song is nice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-179836921710129415?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/179836921710129415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=179836921710129415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/179836921710129415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/179836921710129415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-know-everybody-will-say-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5173660293857752006</id><published>2007-06-09T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T16:41:21.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how Singaporeans always like to complain about China people being nonchalant and blah blah blah. However, are Singaporeans better than China people? Sometimes, I really think that we are worse than them. We always says that China people are loud, rude, materialistic and whatsoever. But ain't we the same? I have seen Singaporeans talking so loudly on the phone that they seem to want the people around them knows about the conversation, I have seen Singaporeans digging their nose blatantly in MRT stations, I have seen Singaporean clipping her nails on bus and I have seen Singaporean NOT giving seats to elderly and pregnant ladies in the MRT train, though they are standing right in front of them. I mean come on lah, who are we to criticise China people when we are almost the same as them? Even before the MRT come into the station, you can see Singaporean standing on top of the indicators, blocking the door and rush into the train even when there are people alighting. FOR HEAVEN SAKE LAH! If you dun let people alight the train, then how are you going to board the train? So, Singaporeans, think before you want to critise people the next time. THINK whether are you in the state of critising that person. Nobody is perfect, even you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5173660293857752006?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5173660293857752006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5173660293857752006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5173660293857752006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5173660293857752006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-funny-how-singaporeans-always-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-2418468801018871519</id><published>2007-06-05T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:04:24.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall let thing takes its nature course...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-2418468801018871519?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/2418468801018871519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=2418468801018871519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2418468801018871519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2418468801018871519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/shall-let-thing-takes-its-nature-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-1138748090382095772</id><published>2007-06-05T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:00:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUBMISION IS FINALLY OVER! *cheers!* but guess it's time to worry for presentation... but nevertheless, can really finally take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I need to elaborate a few stuffs to a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To Li ying: XD hope i didnt freak you out when I said I stayed up through the night just to send you your birthday greeting at the auspicious hour. X D  I am just kidding with you. Actually I am rushing my project through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To Li Nen: AYE~~~!!! Sister, don't be angry with me liao lah.... WO ZHI ZUO LE!!! NIANG NIANG! QING NI YUAN LIANG WO~!!!! X D. But I am sincere in apologising to you. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING! FOR THOSE WHO REALLY WANTS TO GIVE ME PRESENT! HERE IS MY BIRTHDAY WISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. An A3 three in one printer. =D *that's ex i know*&lt;br /&gt;2. Jacket, preferbably addidas or nike. =D&lt;br /&gt;3. .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err... I think currently the first two is important to me. haha! of course, if you guys want to give me my birthday present, I will not object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Sister, really sorry ya... I was just kidding with you the other day. Please don't be angry eh.... (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meng, you very free hor?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-1138748090382095772?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/1138748090382095772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=1138748090382095772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1138748090382095772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1138748090382095772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/06/submision-is-finally-over-cheers-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5428026756445262530</id><published>2007-05-25T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T09:26:53.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S ALWAYS NICE TO CATCH UP WITH SECONDARY SCHOOL'S BUDDIES! =D and just for your information, Kerk Wei Qi is a slow and clumsy girl. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: You don't love a girl because she is beautiful, she's beautiful because you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For that one second, I thought that I am very clever."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5428026756445262530?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5428026756445262530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5428026756445262530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5428026756445262530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5428026756445262530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-always-nice-to-catch-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6094114781909504863</id><published>2007-05-23T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T21:57:21.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While watching Mars Vs Venus on Channel 8, thoughts are running wild in my brains. It really sets people into thinking and isn't really a comedy. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Jun Hong, if you want to eat my corn, rest assured that I will save it for you and feed you personally. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Not that I don't trust you, just that, I don't know what will you do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6094114781909504863?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6094114781909504863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6094114781909504863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6094114781909504863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6094114781909504863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/05/while-watching-mars-vs-venus-on-channel.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6647410457621836168</id><published>2007-05-21T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T10:44:15.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RlEG8qEUy4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/CHNf2XkMJz4/s1600-h/21052007208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066838694922865538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RlEG8qEUy4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/CHNf2XkMJz4/s320/21052007208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RlEG9KEUy5I/AAAAAAAAACY/-9SC3Y0_Yug/s1600-h/21052007210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066838703512800146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RlEG9KEUy5I/AAAAAAAAACY/-9SC3Y0_Yug/s320/21052007210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RlEG9aEUy6I/AAAAAAAAACg/i7x9_5Nx5pk/s1600-h/21052007211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066838707807767458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RlEG9aEUy6I/AAAAAAAAACg/i7x9_5Nx5pk/s320/21052007211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The corn that refused to go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I don't want to see you if you never win the race.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6647410457621836168?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6647410457621836168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6647410457621836168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6647410457621836168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6647410457621836168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/05/corn-that-refused-to-go-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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/_7F5txmm5ZA4/RlEG8qEUy4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/CHNf2XkMJz4/s72-c/21052007208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16922744.post-2763061959465435317</id><published>2007-05-21T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T10:10:12.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Yesterday, I took part in the Food &amp; Heritage Competition organised by the Singapore Polytechnic : School of Chemical Life Sciences at Clarke Quay. I woke up at 0530 and met Jian Ming at 0700. We also saw Dick by chance at Lakeside Mrt station. Thus, the three of us proceed to Jurong East to meet Joel. After meeting Joel, we continued our journey to Clarke Quay. When we reached there and met Shu Xian, we went to the registration booth and proceed to the flag off near the Riverside Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! Forget it. I don't like to blog in that way. Alright, as a conclusion, yesterday was a day full of fun. Though we didn't win any prizes, it's still fun playing the games with my dear friends. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just tell you something. If you have had anything uphappy about me or you don't like my attitude, just say it right in my face. Come on lah! We are already adult-to-be, yet you still do back stab. Yes, I know that my performance is as GREAT as YOU at that time. But I did asked you is there anything that you are unhappy with me or what. You claimed that you don't have. You claimed that it's ok. But how come is it that I heard news that you have back stabbed me. When I am doing work alone, did anybody come to help? When I am doing work alone, did anybody say that I am doing a good job or whatsoever? When I am doing work alone, did anybody see in the first place? Yes, I admit that I didn't help you out a lot. That's why when you initiate to help me with other stuffs. I declined is because I know that 1)I have been doing my part in helping you, thus I don't want to trouble you further. 2)when the things you do turns out to be good, you will keep on asking' "Who did this?Who did this?". 3)you are over-stressing yourself. That's why I didn't asked for you help. Till the very day, I asked you to TEACH me USING the software, not HELP me to DO. FUCK! You are really one fake person. Yes, I did cursed at you. Simply because you are one hella of a fake person. Say things that contradict your actions. Come on lah! If you think you are zai enough, go on. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;'Ok lah, I buy Pedigrew: Top Grade for you. (=*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-2763061959465435317?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/2763061959465435317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=2763061959465435317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2763061959465435317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/2763061959465435317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-blog-yesterday-i-took-part-in-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6638980644665980987</id><published>2007-05-14T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:32:13.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's (13th May 2007, Sunday) newspaper headline really caught my attention. It brings back memories to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAAA!!!! Three more weeks to submission!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Once again, it's my random mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"How could you hit my watermelon?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6638980644665980987?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6638980644665980987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6638980644665980987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6638980644665980987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6638980644665980987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/05/todays-13th-may-2007-sunday-newspaper.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-7390663070791996712</id><published>2007-05-08T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T07:53:22.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-UCgvYeiI/AAAAAAAAABo/oDWoi-1Wn60/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061927277057047074" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-SOQvYeeI/AAAAAAAAABI/khK17VuGXCE/s320/17022007501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-SOgvYefI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hR4j8DRkqjg/s1600-h/IMG_2738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061925284192221682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-SOgvYefI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hR4j8DRkqjg/s320/IMG_2738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-SOwvYegI/AAAAAAAAABY/lHnBpgW_76k/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061925288487188994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-SOwvYegI/AAAAAAAAABY/lHnBpgW_76k/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-SPQvYehI/AAAAAAAAABg/TDTZgmCumvg/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061925297077123602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-SPQvYehI/AAAAAAAAABg/TDTZgmCumvg/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mode: random&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aye, What's your name huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/16922744-7390663070791996712?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/7390663070791996712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=7390663070791996712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7390663070791996712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7390663070791996712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/05/current-mode-random-random-quote-aye.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rj-UCgvYeiI/AAAAAAAAABo/oDWoi-1Wn60/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16922744.post-7227601683250546007</id><published>2007-05-08T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T03:30:09.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY MY BLOG CAN BE VIEWED IN FIREFOX AND INTERNET EXPLORER! thanks to linen and han zhong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-7227601683250546007?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/7227601683250546007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=7227601683250546007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7227601683250546007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/7227601683250546007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-my-blog-can-be-viewed-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5530370696733602412</id><published>2007-05-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:52:35.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIT SHIT SHIT! THE STUPID PRESENTATION IS LAGGING MY PRECIOUS LAPTOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: It just plainly means that the files are big. No hidden meaning or whatsoever. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK TO YEAR ONE. *500"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5530370696733602412?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5530370696733602412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5530370696733602412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5530370696733602412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5530370696733602412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/05/shit-shit-shit-stupid-presentation-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-8084548310669226699</id><published>2007-04-30T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:47:45.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I feel that I really need to talk to somebody. Just somebody to listen to what I have to say. And I just feel tired going on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Towards Boon Lay, Jurong East and Lakeside. That's what we call SMRT!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-8084548310669226699?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/8084548310669226699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=8084548310669226699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/8084548310669226699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/8084548310669226699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/04/suddenly-i-feel-that-i-really-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-5450085190302408674</id><published>2007-04-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:38:06.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever say something that is contradicting? That means you said you don't like to eat oranges and yet eat oranges the very second day. It's funny how some humans can behave this way. I mean, is it that difficult for you to carry out what you said? If you are not intending to do what you said, then why still say it? Humans are really the most complex animals in the World, on the Earth. Sometimes, "insects are cuter than humans." Yes, insects of all sorts are really cuter than humans in a lot of ways. For example, if they don't like it, simply means they don't like it. Unlike humans, who might be unhappy with the matter and yet still act as if nothing. Yes, you might think that it's nothing to do things that are way different from what you say. But think, if you are unable to carry out what you say, what makes you think that you will make people think that you are able to lead, able to carry out your task?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are King of Animal, yet we are also the scariest animals. Not because we are scary, it's because of our mind, our mind that are able to play psychological games, our mind that are able to plan sly games, our already polluted mind. Why can't you just live simple? Is power really of that great importance to you? It's strange why humans behave this way. In short, I am really quite disappointed in what had happened. Maybe disappointed is too strong a word to use in this case. Maybe the temptation of having power is so great that nobody can reject. maybe. Anyway, All the best to you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Later her gang from Wet Market come and whack you arh!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-5450085190302408674?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/5450085190302408674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=5450085190302408674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5450085190302408674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/5450085190302408674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-you-ever-say-something-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-4099118983016362842</id><published>2007-04-24T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T12:52:11.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems that I also haven't been blogging recently. To think I still asked people to update, yet I never did so. So here I am updating it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluding the first week of my new school year! Can I say that it's horrendous? Hoping to step into the classroom and seeing happy faces greeting you was what I expected. Well, it was really that case. But what comes after that, isn't what I expected, is one hour plus of lecture. I don't mind if it's really lecture on that module. BUT NO! It wasn't that case. It's a lecture on our dress code, hairstyle, what we portray to others if we were under dress, our academic and blah blah blah... After lecturing for one hour plus, we thought that what follow next will be a relaxing time whereby lecturer will ask us to introduce ourselves because he don't know us. But no again! We were told that we are going to visit the site tomorrow! Lest you don't know, visiting the site mean that we are going to start on a project. SHOOT! On the very first day, I had such nice stuffs happening to me. What a day... So on the second day onwards, we are embarking on the project non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I had a fever of 38.7 degree on the first day of second week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"May I know where to pay for tax if I am an illegal immigrant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-4099118983016362842?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/4099118983016362842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=4099118983016362842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4099118983016362842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/4099118983016362842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-seems-that-i-also-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-1225076021535050567</id><published>2007-04-14T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T05:50:24.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And shoot! after an hour or so nap, I can't sleep for the whole night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-1225076021535050567?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/1225076021535050567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=1225076021535050567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1225076021535050567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/1225076021535050567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-shoot-after-hour-or-so-nap-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3131724169890793181</id><published>2007-04-14T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T05:58:21.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This whole week had been like a roller coaster (or whatever you spelt it) to me. News of all sort just keep shooting into my brain, rooting itself strongly to my brain, making me almost insane. GOODNESS GRACIOUS! Can't I just take a break after knowing the horrifying truth a few days earlier? And that truth is horrifying in a sense, yet funny in another sense. Well, what past is past, what they think is what they think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic. Sometime, I really wonder is it the right choice for me? There are times where I want to quit and leave but the people made me stay on. It is them who let me see my future. They encouraged me when I made a mess out of everything. But at the end of the day, it's just a lack of something that made me feel so........ ialsodontknowhowtodescribethefeeling. Anyway, hope everything will be fine when school re-open and I get to interact more with my nice PT. (= *DLAers'0607, behold for the PT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few, or rather one, things happen and made me realized that sometime, things are just so being taken for granted that it is forgotten to be thanked. Helps. Everybody needs it daily. But the problem is, are they thankful for it? I am not a Saint and had to admit, sometime, I take things for granted. I forget to thank the person after he/she helps me. I forget to be appreciative after they help me. Thus, I would really like to thank a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the Cooks, for cooking nice dishes for us during Advance day and Camp07/08. Thanks for helping me to dress the characters for Treasure Hunt. Special thanks to Jackie, Li Ning and Jun Wei for guiding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the M.I.Us for helping me to do the make up for the characters for Treasure Hunt. Thanks for helping me to do the lanes for Telematch. Special thanks to Yi Yang for helping me to wash the canvas sheet and thus, allowing me to go and bath. Special thanks to Ming Yong and Yuan Da for helping me with the superman slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though these thanks came way much later, I hope that you will not find it late. (= It feels bad to be taken for granted and I know nobody will wish to be taken for granted. But sometime, it just slipped from our mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, should we thank people for what they did n’t help? I mean, although they are in the same category as others, yet they didn’t do anything. Should we thank them? If they had helped me, I would really thank them. But if not, I don’t give a shit. It’s not being rude. It’s being frank. It’s like a teacher or lecturer scolding or lecturing me for not handing up the assignments. Simple and sweet. If you really want people to be thankful to you, help them. And not being just sitting there for one whole day and expect people to thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead by example. A lot of people knows how to say that. But are they able to do that? It's also the same if you want to make a change to something. Lead by example. Either the change is good and people benefited from it or the change is bad and people suffer. But don't you think that both ways are good in their way? If the change is good, viola, it can be used over and over again. If the change is bad, let it be a lesson. Yes, it's time saving if you used the good change over and over again. However, think in this way, everything does have its first time. It doesn't mean that if the change is good, it is good forever. Generation is also changing. Demands will be different. So, why still constrict yourself? Why must we still be at the same spot and not move with time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it badly, as long as they really enjoy themselves, why not? And who knows? they might be asking for changes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I will be shoot but I am ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;"HUH? I thought he is part time one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3131724169890793181?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3131724169890793181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3131724169890793181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3131724169890793181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3131724169890793181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-whole-week-had-been-like-roller.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-8812005184527556726</id><published>2007-04-10T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:30:05.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tralala'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! I just get to know something that tickle my funny bone so hard that I couldn't stop laughing whenever I think of it! Anyway, it's finally the end of Freshman Orientation preparation, camp and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;telematch&lt;/span&gt;. Four months of our hard work ended on 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April 2007. (= Glad that everyone enjoyed themselves in the camp and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;telematch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st March to 3rd April was our Freshman Orientation Camp 07/08. Four days and three nights seem so long but actually was short. All of the hard works, all of the preparation were used up within such a short time. Glad that the campers really enjoyed themselves during the four days three nights. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April to 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April was our Freshman Orientation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Telematch&lt;/span&gt; 07/08. Two days one night. GOSH! That is really tiring. AND IT IS FAR BY THE MOST MEMORABLE BECAUSE I LENT TWO OF MY PANTS OUT TO TWO CAMPERS, NAMELY MR HAN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ZHONG&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;YU&lt;/span&gt; HUANG! The former is still quite nice to wash the dirty pants clean and returned it to me. The latter is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ireallydunnowhattosayabouthim&lt;/span&gt;! It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to lend him my pants. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to dirty it despite is being my valued one. BUT HE NEARLY FORGOT TO TAKE IT OUT WITH HIM WHEN HE CAME OUT FROM BATH! Luckily, I remind him of my pants. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! but rest assured, I am not angry at all. (= Kudos to all campers for making these camps so successful! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-8812005184527556726?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/8812005184527556726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=8812005184527556726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/8812005184527556726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/8812005184527556726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/04/haha-i-just-get-to-know-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3907233283153052618</id><published>2007-04-06T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T01:17:45.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUCK THAT'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COME ON LAH! I AM A HUMAN FOR HEAVEN SAKE! NOT A CLOWN! EVEN A CLOWN CAN HAS HIS/HER FEELINGS! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT I DON'T HAVE?! I DON'T MIND MAKING A FOOL OF MYSELF TO MAKE PEOPLE LAUGH, BUT NOT UNTIL THE STANDARD OF BEING TAKEN FOR GRANTED! AND AM I THE ONLY PERSON THERE?! WHEN I DID ALL THE WORK ALONE, DO YOU ALL EVEN THANK ME? NO! I CAN TELL YOU NO! NOBODY EVEN BOTHER TO HELP ME OUT AND LEAVE ME ALONE IN THE HOT SUN DOING ALL THE WORK. NOBODY EVEN BOTHER TO INFORM ME TO GO AND EAT! COME ON LAH! YOU CALL THIS BOND! THINK ABOUT IT TWICE! NUFF SAID&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3907233283153052618?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3907233283153052618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3907233283153052618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3907233283153052618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3907233283153052618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/04/come-on-lah-i-am-human-for-heaven-sake.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6333917865074258399</id><published>2007-04-04T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T13:30:53.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp oh camp'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK FROM ST JOHN ISLAND AFTER A 4 DAYS 3 NIGHTS CAMP!!!!!!! Though the campers were quiet during free time, they are very enthusiatic when come to playing game time! =D Never really regretted planning this camp though I have thoughts leaving the planning committe... However, from the happy faces of the campers, all the hard work we put in is worthwhile. (= All the reports we did for two months, all the song practices and sessions we had for two months, all the equipments we prepared for two months, all the props we made for two months and not forgetting the jokes we created through out the process are gone within the four days. It's sad but when you see how the campers are enjoying themselves during your games, it's all worthwhile. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREPARATION FOR TELEMATCH!!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6333917865074258399?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6333917865074258399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6333917865074258399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6333917865074258399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6333917865074258399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-from-st-john-island-after-4-days-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-6855405173162424543</id><published>2007-02-27T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T01:22:03.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was supposed to post it on the third day of lunar year. IT'S MY GRANDMOTHER'S BIRTHDAY! WOOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOOT! Blogger doesnt allow me to post the photos. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I DUN HAVE INSIPIRATION!!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-6855405173162424543?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/6855405173162424543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=6855405173162424543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6855405173162424543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/6855405173162424543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/02/was-supposed-to-post-it-on-third-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-9001732102207661515</id><published>2007-02-19T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T03:43:15.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! YOU ACTUALLY LEFT ME WAITING FOR YOU FOR ONE HOUR PLUS BEFORE INFORMING ME THAT YOU ARE NOT COMING AFTERALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, I am not sure. You wait there and see lor.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-9001732102207661515?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/9001732102207661515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=9001732102207661515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/9001732102207661515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/9001732102207661515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-cant-believe-it-you-actually-left-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-3939557966159180908</id><published>2007-02-17T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T19:38:43.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH LAU AYE! I tell you hor! The new blog hor is sooooooooooooooooooo difficult to use arh! WAH LAU! Must install the newest internet explorer somemore after changing the account! Mr/Mdm/Ms Founder of Blogger, can you kindly change to something simple? Right now, it's too sophiscated for me you see... *Alright!! I am done with the whining.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to topic. I was spring cleaning my room yesterday when I decided to clean one of the many many many cardboards I had. When I was sorting the stuffs between important stuffs and rubbish, do you know what have i found? I found STREATS! THAT NEWSPAPER IS LIKE TRILLION YEARS AGO LAH! And it was from one of the day in one of the month of 2002. That means, the paper has been lying in the cardboard for five years without us noticing. Also, I found a phone bill that is , I think, five or four years ago and the number is no longer in use by any one of us. Time flies eh? Speaking of that, I suddenly feel that I have grown older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032450377170565570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rdba9HkIOcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mlP0m1uPRBs/s320/11722368663279l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                             From such a &lt;s&gt;cute, innocent&lt;/s&gt; young baby,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032450381465532882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rdba9XkIOdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/N_wQiP37riA/s320/12237343934372l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                  I grew up to a good brother &lt;s&gt;who always make his sister cry&lt;/s&gt; to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032450381465532898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rdba9XkIOeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Njd_XfyGMSs/s320/12237366149490l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                  From a young boy,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032450390055467506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rdba93kIOfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cY2VUGajA0Y/s320/IMG_2568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                   I became a young teenagers that is on his way to adulthood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn! Why must time pass so fast?! But along the way, I must admit that I met a lot of good friends and nice people. (= All in all, I never regret growing up so fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I am very easy going one. I will only find fault with grammar."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-3939557966159180908?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/3939557966159180908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=3939557966159180908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3939557966159180908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/3939557966159180908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/02/wah-lau-aye-i-tell-you-hor-new-blog-hor.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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/_7F5txmm5ZA4/Rdba9HkIOcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mlP0m1uPRBs/s72-c/11722368663279l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16922744.post-117158265134360883</id><published>2007-02-16T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T07:38:37.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This past few days have been such an enjoyable for me! BEEN SINGING CAMP SONGS TILL MY THROAT CANNOT TAHAN ALREADY!!! =D *dreaming dreaming dreaming dreaming i am always dreaming~* the rythme or whatsoever you spelt it is already locked inside the deep black hole of my brain, refusing and cannot be wash off. anyway, the ADD photos are up. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1516/1597/320/74059/IMG_2859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Miss Glitz 07.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1516/1597/320/873271/IMG_2865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Annual Dinner and Dance committee 06/07&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1516/1597/320/501616/IMG_2874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shun Hui, my partner in HR. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1516/1597/320/145681/IMG_2869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guek Ping, Best Dressed. She is damn pretty, i tell ya. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I don't know how to spell her name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1516/1597/320/551681/IMG_2894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She look so man lah! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;' Of course! I am very efficient!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-117158265134360883?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/117158265134360883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=117158265134360883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/117158265134360883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/117158265134360883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-past-few-days-have-been-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-117117543842516538</id><published>2007-02-11T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T14:30:38.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT WAS BUILT ENVIRONMENT'S ANNUAL DINNER AND DANCE YESTERDAY!!!! IT WAS TOTALLY COOL AND FUN! Managed to see a lot of eye candies! =D Will post the photos up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-117117543842516538?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/117117543842516538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=117117543842516538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/117117543842516538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/117117543842516538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-was-built-environments-annual.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-117043492983650545</id><published>2007-02-03T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:00:17.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First and Foremost, let me wish Chan Wen Ting HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I would like to apologise to Miss Jelena Ong SI Ying for spelling her name wrongly in the previous post whereby I first introduced her into my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After addressing those stuffs as mentioned above, I think I am able to start on my mudane stuffs of my everyday. Finally after yesterday, I seriously can take a deep breath! It is like &lt;s&gt;letting go of the huge and heavy stone&lt;/s&gt; finally striking one item from my to-do list. However, we still have got our Portfolio review. *Horrifying screams set in* The portfolio review to some of us is like, you know, the part whereby all contesters have to go in and to talk to Donald Trump and twopersonwhichidontknowtheirnames in The Apprentice. To make things more jialat, I just heard two news. One is that overall, four people failed. Two is that overall, fourTEEN people failed. So which one should I believe in? If only four people failed, I might not be one of them. If fourTEEN people failed, I am one of them. =D So which one should I believe in? *After ten seconds* Oh well! I will be answered on the 6th Febuary 2007. So, for those who hate me, stay in tune and laugh at me, should I am retained. For those who simply love me, sms me to keep yourself update. However, I reply to &lt;s&gt;gorgeous ladies only&lt;/s&gt; to any one who wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jelena, The Joker, turned up in club yesterday and with the presence of Lee Lay Yan, The Joke, I knew that it will be a laughful day. So, we really have a great laugh. We are NOT laughing at Lay Yan, but at Girls Out Loud. That show is damn funny lah! But I shall keep the comments that we made privately. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I forget, let's have a minute of slience to remember the lost-and-is-gone xiao orh. *after ten seconds* i think can stop already lah. Don't waste your precious time. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Sometime, it doesn't hurt to heed one's advice. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My ambition is to sit in those air-con offices, signing those important documents."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-117043492983650545?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/117043492983650545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=117043492983650545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/117043492983650545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/117043492983650545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/02/first-and-foremost-let-me-wish-chan.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-117001008779551826</id><published>2007-01-29T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T02:48:07.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUST LOSS FOR WORD! But one thing to take note : "Do what you preach!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You should have pull his G-string and let it go mah!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-117001008779551826?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/117001008779551826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=117001008779551826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/117001008779551826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/117001008779551826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-loss-for-word-but-one-thing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116992196684987707</id><published>2007-01-27T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T02:19:26.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week is our examination week, examination week for people of DLA Year 1 06/07. However, it had just ended!!!! *Kallang wave sets in* WOOHOO!!!!!! First, I would like to express appreciation to Mr Sonny for he treat us to a buffet on Friday, right after our Critical Reasoning Skill. He is a really nice lecturer, I hope he will still be teaching us next year. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also like to express my thanks to Jelena Ong Shi Ying. Thanks to her, my past week had been full of laughters. From locking Lay Yan out of the room to helping Jian Ming to repair his slipper, she almost crack jokes on any stuffs! You name it, she will joke about it. Too bad, she isnt going to clubhouse starting from next week. If she is there, at least she still can have some control over Lay Yan. SIGH~! Lay Yan will sure bully me with her singings. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I just don't like people trying to act as if they know what's happening when they know no shit about it. I mean if you don't know what's happening and the partys refused to tell you anything, shouldn't you keep your mouth shut and don't make the things worse? I mean if it already bad that you don't know anything and taking part in it, why still continue? GET A LIFE MAN! YOU ARE ALREADY A TEENAGER, NOT KID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me, sir. Your fly is open."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116992196684987707?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116992196684987707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116992196684987707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116992196684987707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116992196684987707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-week-is-our-examination-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116947006868270591</id><published>2007-01-22T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:52:28.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The following offer is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ONLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for DLA YEAR 1 PEOPLE! *If our senior want to join, i think it's ok.* It's regarding the Tioman Trip that Fuad has been organising with the tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a 4D3N stay at Pulau Tioman. The fee is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;$270&lt;/span&gt;. The fee include a 2 way ferry transfer, 3 nights accomandation, 8 meals (3 Breakfasts, 2 lunches, 2 dinners and 1 BBQ dinner. The package also include 1 day island tour, to Coral Island, Marine Park, Rengis island, and jungle trekking. There will also be a one day trip to the waterfall. Telematch instructor, telematch equipments and telematch flow cordial are also part of the package and they are FREE!!! Karaoke will also be provided, however, you will have to bring your own vcd. For additional information, we will also have a guide and we are going via the second link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested Participants, please pass your name to Fuad. His email is &lt;a href="mailto:boyblink_21@hotmail.com"&gt;boyblink_21@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you are so kiasu lah. bring such a big packet of tissue to school for what?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116947006868270591?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116947006868270591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116947006868270591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116947006868270591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116947006868270591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/following-offer-is-only-for-dla-year-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116944330207806719</id><published>2007-01-22T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T13:21:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, one &lt;s&gt;simple test&lt;/s&gt; IMPORTANT EXAMINATION had just ended. And the examination is like &lt;s&gt; sooooooooo easy&lt;/s&gt; so difficult! Though around 60% of the questions are those she asked us before, I just can't remember it cept for the mutiple choice questions. HOHOHOHOHO! Anyway, now that Plant &amp; Landscape Technology is down, I am only left with Environmental System aNd Process, Personal Financial Planning and Critical  Reasoning Skills! THEN I AM FREE!!!!! CIAO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So that why people want to cry after the paper, can come and look for me for the tissue mah."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116944330207806719?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116944330207806719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116944330207806719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116944330207806719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116944330207806719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/finally-one-simple-test-important.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116896978395437868</id><published>2007-01-17T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T01:49:44.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few more weeks and it will mark an end to my first academic year in DALE Year 1 2006/2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to say is that DLAers, I never have any regret entering this course and getting to know you guys. From strangers, we became course-mates. From course-mates, we became friends. From not knowing each another, we know what's the hidden meaning in each sentence that is being said at the wrong time. There is a few people that really make an impact in my first year in this course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr Sonny. At first, I was quite disappointed that we have got you as our personal tutor because of the first impression that you gave me. After getting to know you, you are really a good, best lecturer that I ever got. *This is the truth. (=* Also, thank you for praising me. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hui Qi. I know you don't like me at first. However, it turns out that I will always be looking for you. Yet, you never turn me away at all and even provided a listening ear. I know that no matter what, you will always be there for me. And, she is the FIRST girl that almost scolded me for every single things I do in front of her. But, it is for my benefits. (= *All the best!!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Miss Ye. SISTER!!!! HAPPY TO SEE THAT YOUR NAME IS HERE?! =D Another girl to turn to whenever I have any problem. Another girl to scold me whenever I do something stupid. Also, I am the only guy whereby she will have appetite when eating with me. *SHE TOLD ME HERSELF!* (= *don't be too stressed up!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jing Fang. Apparently, the phrase can be used here. Books cannot be judged by its cover. At the first impression, I thought that this girl was a sweet and quiet type of girl. However, getting to know her more, I shan't tarnish her reputation. Nevertheless, she is still a very gentle girl. *AYE~! Lend me your luo zhi xiang's latest album leh~!!! Don't like that lah! pretty pretty please?!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cordyline. Without you guys, I won't have a very memorable time in rushing project to be submitted in. The day and night spending in the National Library, Bugis, was the memorable one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Michele and Xu Meng. Both of you are really very nice girl! Thanks to Michele for sharing with us Google Sketch up. Thanks to Xu Meng for wanting to help me to rush my project. (= *Michele, ALL THE BEST!!!!* *Xu Meng, 别太在意 Habibah 所说的话！每个人都在赶时间! 你行的！加油！别气馁！(=*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paul. Thanks for always coming up with redundant sentences that you have always said after people gave me the answer i asked YOU. Anyway, thanks for your effort. *For presenting your name in my blog, I hereby owe you one mcdonald meal. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last but not least, Calvin. For always being there to help me in my project. Always offering a helping hand to me. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ALL! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random quote:&lt;br /&gt;' what kind of curry puff you want? curry puff or sardine?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116896978395437868?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116896978395437868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116896978395437868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116896978395437868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116896978395437868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/few-more-weeks-and-it-will-mark-end-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116800757355578264</id><published>2007-01-05T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:32:32.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nameless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you asked me to put you name here, so here is it.  lol! but you dun wanna people to know you name. LOL=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote: "Aye, I am senior leh! Can lah! Can lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116800757355578264?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116800757355578264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116800757355578264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116800757355578264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116800757355578264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/nameless-since-you-asked-me-to-put-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116800747291395561</id><published>2007-01-05T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T22:31:12.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly, I think that it just take a person to spoil the entire friendship... (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote: " huh... If a guy touch me, you ONLY dig his eyes out huh?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116800747291395561?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116800747291395561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116800747291395561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116800747291395561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116800747291395561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/suddenly-i-think-that-it-just-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116793681233467195</id><published>2007-01-05T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T02:53:32.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>opps. I forget about this girl. Daphne (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl, no matter what happened, feel free to say to me. I may not be able to give you good advice but at least I can accompany you through your journey. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: what course are you taking this year? keep me informed ya. (= Hope to see you around in the school campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote: 'Which idiot ate the expired siew mai?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116793681233467195?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116793681233467195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116793681233467195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116793681233467195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116793681233467195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/opps.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116792699573224193</id><published>2007-01-04T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T02:23:55.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I hasn't been posting for so long, I wouldn't have know so many people miss me. ( Awww.....) Anyway, the reason I didn't post for so long is because &lt;s&gt;I want to see how many people miss me and, thus, realise my importance&lt;/s&gt; I have been busy for this past few weeks. Even though I am having my HOLIDAY currently, it doesnt seem like one. For I have Freshman Orientation Camp's stuffs to do, FINAL project and the Taman Negara Trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taman Negara trip was fun! Through that trip, I exprienced a number of things that I had never exprienced before. Being bitten by leeches, trapped in flood, travel down a river in sampan, climbing into a bat cave and etc. All in all, it has been an enjoyable trip for DLA Year 1s and 3s. I bet Paul enjoy it MORE than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshman Orientation stuffs and Final Project are still under-going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, supposed to post this on 31st December 2006. But due to my laziness, I didn't post it up. So, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day for 2006. This marks an end to a year whereby I have a change of environment and interact with a lot of people from the different walk of life. I remember last year, on this very same day, I was still waiting for my GCE 'O' Level result. Now, I am going to complete my freshman year of polytechnic and is going to promote to my junior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also a year whereby I get to know a lot of people. From DLA's Year 1-3 to CADC's member to Primers' member to BE's members. Knowing them is really my fortune. Without them, I will never know how fun and crazy can polytechnic's life be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diploma in Landscape Architecture 06/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I just got into the course, I did not even know what is it about, what is the job scope and my future prospects. However, as time goes by, I get to know more about this course and find it interesting. Also, the people in my course are also a cool bunch of people. Thus, my life is getting more and more interesting. My Personal Tutor, Mr Sonny, is also a cool lecturer! Thanks to HuiQi and Linen, who are always listening to my whinings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CADC's 27th sessional committee : Current Affairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this committee, I got to know a lot of people. Eddy, whom I always disturb whenever he is online. Jasmine and Augustina, who always get crazy with me. WenYa, who always like to get high by herself. Guo Liang, who is always blur and is an 'air-con'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard's Gang- President Yeoh Jian Ming, Vice President Lim Simin, Treasurer Lim Qing Yan and Secretary Charmaine Goh Xiao Min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to them, every single day during the practise for motivators for National Day Parade 2006 was never boring. Every single hour was used wisely for crapping and doing lame stuffs. During the POC, I was also in the same group as them and also Jasmin. And I still thought that Jasmin was a quiet girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primers' Gang- Shu Xian, Cui Xia, Jasmin and Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I didnt hang out with you guys a lot, I know that you guys are fun to be with. =D Hope I can hang out with you guys more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yeoh Jian Ming. *Park park park park park park park park park*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day marks another end to our friendship. Yet, also a day that marks a new fresh start for our 8 years of friendship. Thanks to you, my polytechnic's life is always full of joke after school. Remember how we laughed from City Hall to Lakeside over mai hum? =D Though there are downs during our friendship, I think that's what makes a relationship stronger. Thus, I would like to thank MYSELF for being able to tolerate your nonsense. =P Thank you, Jian Ming, for being my friend. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Sherry Goh Shi Yu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!!! I MISS YOU!!! I PROMISE I WILL GO OUT WITH YOU IN NEAR FUTURE!!!! MISS YA LOADS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE MY APPRECIATION!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yeo HuiQi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to be too emo with you. Just two words. THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: remember to tell me when you break up. So, I can console him. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote : " what happens if a gay fall in love with a tomboy?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116792699573224193?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116792699573224193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116792699573224193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116792699573224193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116792699573224193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2007/01/if-i-hasnt-been-posting-for-so-long-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116621861175732116</id><published>2006-12-16T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T05:36:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear readers of my wonderful, excellent blog, have you guys been missing me? I AM SURE THAT YOU GUYS MISS ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been &lt;s&gt;busy&lt;/s&gt; occupied with school and cca-related stuffs. Finally, come the holiday. Finally, I am leaving for Taman Negara in these one or two days. Don't ask me why I am going there. For the MAIN reason I go there is to.................................................................................. look at those oh-so-green-so-wonderful-so-beautiful-so-old plants. BUT, my holiday isn't a holiday. I still have got to do my final project, game report and err, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I also realise that the friends around me aren't that truthful as how I think of them. I mean I would rather you to say it straight in my face rather than I expose or find out about your lie. Wouldn't it be embarassing if I exposed your lies? And you will have to tell MORE lies in order to cover up your ONE lie. Is that worth it? I admit I do tell lies here and then. So, let's just put this to a full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote: "Let me tell you how to distribute this flyers. The blue ones are for guys, the pink ones are for girls, the purple ones are for gays, the green ones are for lesbian and the orange ones are for those who can't decide." *thanks huh, my dear senior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116621861175732116?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116621861175732116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116621861175732116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116621861175732116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116621861175732116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-dear-readers-of-my-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116528245847059208</id><published>2006-12-05T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T09:34:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently, I am slacking in my studio, with &lt;s&gt;absolute nothing to do&lt;/s&gt; a lot of things to settle. The reason why I am slacking here is that because &lt;s&gt;I met my friend and he is late&lt;/s&gt; being a good and responsible class representative I am, I see the need of arriving early and &lt;s&gt;make a mess of everything&lt;/s&gt; helping to keep the studio clean and clear, to let my fellow course mates to enjoy the clen surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: This story, starting from the second sentence, are just crap. Plain crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Qoute: 'Just let the senior fight it out between themselves. All you have to make sure is that you will have a person to help you to take rap for the mistake.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116528245847059208?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116528245847059208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116528245847059208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116528245847059208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116528245847059208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/12/currently-i-am-slacking-in-my-studio.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116520809358308725</id><published>2006-12-04T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:54:53.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another new week have come, with a fresh starting. However, as per normal, i am suffering from monday blues*PAUL STOP LOOKING! DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU ARE AN ASS?! GET LOST! THANK YOU VERY MUCH.*. Back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there are no lectures today, Mr Sonny once again informed us on our deadline for our &lt;s&gt;Primer 4&lt;/s&gt; FINAL PROJECT is due after holiday. And to our surprise, we have two more weeks. Or we don't have it at all? If we have it, then it is great. We will have more time to spent on it. No need to rush here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote: "If it's half a table, then she can put the whole tray on top and eat."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116520809358308725?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116520809358308725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116520809358308725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116520809358308725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116520809358308725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-new-week-have-come-with-fresh.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116513083621394112</id><published>2006-12-03T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T15:27:16.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just do not have any inspiration to blog recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random quote : "The best way to predict future is to create it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116513083621394112?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116513083621394112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116513083621394112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116513083621394112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116513083621394112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-do-not-have-any-inspiration-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116476465598046045</id><published>2006-11-29T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:44:16.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally remembered what i want to talk about in the previous post, Surge @ MOS. Did I get it correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind about that. But I do know that two boys, namely RJC guy and ACS (Barker) guy, are fighting/boxing/battling/combating and-all-words-that-described fight against one and other over a a girl, Siantzu Casteels. If I never remember wrongly, the girl is a CHIJ Katong Convent girl and she is just 16 but VERY pretty. Look at The Sunday Times (last week edition) for her picture playing violin. =D~~~~~~~~~ Frankly speaking, I think that the two guys are being childish. Pardon me for saying that. But I really think so. What makes them think that after a winner emerged from the 'competition', the girl will date or the guy have the rights to date her? WAKE UP YOUR DAMN IDEA! IT IS THE 21st CENTURY FOR HEAVEN SAKE! IS YOUR MIND STILL STUCK AT THE BC PERIOD, WHERE MARRIAGE ARE DECIDED BY SUCH INANE AND MUDANE MATTERS? For heaven sake, please grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i think that the quote is funny. Who will be a man and who will be the boy? If you are a man, it means that you are matured in thinking and gentlemanly. Thus, will you even invovled in an unnecessary fight? Moreover, if you are a man, you will be be compete with your love rival in a fair and square way (Read : no physical injuries during the competition), not through this kind of boorish way. Moverover, we are just teenagers. What makes you think that after the fight and you win, you can live with the girl happily ever after? please, stop living in fantasy. For more information and thougthts, please visit this &lt;a href="http://0xymoronic.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116476465598046045?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116476465598046045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116476465598046045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116476465598046045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116476465598046045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-finally-remembered-what-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116476295067460464</id><published>2006-11-29T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T09:15:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I am finally free from MOST thingS, namely timeline Challenge (actually also nothing much to do), FINAL project (my critque session was yesterday). i think that's about all. Thus, the tasks i still left with are Sharity Gift Box (logistic), Annual Dinner and Dance (once again, nothing much to do STILL). FEELING SO FREE AFTER CRITQUE SESSION! *gonna start on it fast, no more last mintue work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i just got to know something that really woke my sense up. =S never mind on that, that is easily improved. Just wake up early, come to school early, do my work early. Did i happens to mention that my time management isnt poor? Well, it is just unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to say of that, I really think that i seriously need to know how to mangae my time. If not, my life will and is already in a mess. My layout and concept is out during the first day of elearning week. However, my documentation and everything started last week. Thus, it really makes my lecturers very unhappy and they said that they do not want to see last minute work. and i think for all my projects, i got the same comment in the end. That makes me think, i spent almost one whole day in school, half of it in the studio, why i still cannot get it done? And I got the answer myself. I played too much, slacked too much. Therefore, I am really bucking up for my final phase of my project. I WANT TO MAKE IT BETTER!!!! Scold me if you seen me online not doing any productive works. though my status is busy, i may not be busy at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, did i mention that i am in critique session now? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random quote: " my bamboo garden has got two functions. One is for asthetic purposes and another is for lion dance competition."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i picked up random quote from &lt;a href="http://toodarnfreaky.blogspot.com"&gt;Alia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116476295067460464?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116476295067460464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116476295067460464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116476295067460464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116476295067460464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-i-am-finally-free-from-most-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116396345524175926</id><published>2006-11-19T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T03:10:55.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday was the second, final and last round of Timeline Challenge. Congrats to Hwa Chong Team... err I think A or B? But i know that they are Secondary Four students definitely. They got in first with Chung Cheng Yishun as Third. I wasn't there during the prize giving ceremony as I was late yet AGAIN. Anyway, it is not the important point. =X What's important is that during the six hours, we, namely PARK Jian Ming, A.L.P.Z and me, cam whored, introduce national musuem to foreigners, volunteered for the Opening Festival. We know the history of the National Musuem so well that even the Customer Relation Officers (one of their name is Fiona) asked us did we volunteered ourselves for the Festival. So we got to know that and we volunteered ourselves. Here are some photos taken by that ARTISTIC Audrey Lee Pei Zhi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/1600/P1030835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="355" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/320/P1030835.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are discussing about the history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/1600/P1030838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/320/P1030838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The symbol is to reflect that we know each other for seven years and still counting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/1600/P1030834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/320/P1030834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Err... AUDREY! Why you put your finger there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/1600/P1030839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/320/P1030839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is taken by me. =D SOOO MUCH NICER RIGHT?!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/1600/P1030833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1516/1597/320/P1030833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just feel like making that face out. Once again, AUDREY!!!!! Why you put your finger there? (=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;still got a few but lazy to load. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116396345524175926?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116396345524175926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116396345524175926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116396345524175926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116396345524175926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-yesterday-was-second-final-and-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116361220855076659</id><published>2006-11-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T01:36:48.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many a times, I really hope that I am in a family where we can talk everything out amicably, not resorting to having quarrels to stop everything. I always hope to be in a family whereby we can share everything together, whereby parents will always show support nevertheless, whereby everybody can talk peacefully. But a dream is always a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hate my life!!!!” I bet that’s the most fashion sentence among teenagers. But please, what’s there to hate about your life? Back-stabbers? Hypocrites? People who like to ride on your credit? And the list goes on. My retort will be life MUST be un-smooth-sailing in order to let a person grow up. You cannot expect us to stay in a protective environment for long. These are actually challenges that will make us grow, make us more matured, make us stronger and make us know how to protect ourselves. Often, we can see people trying to end their life just because of a failed relationship but is it WORTH it or not? Ending your life for a worthless guy, is that really worth the exchange? Yes, your death might make the guy turn his head back to take a final look at you but it does not mean that he still loves you and return to your side and anyway, you are dead and he cannot really return to your side. On top of all, don’t you think that you have disappoint or let down your mom? She had spent an entire 9-10 months carrying you, feeling your growth and making a point to take tonic in hope of making you a healthy baby when you are born. Think twice before you hurt yourself psychically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Yet just another crap post in order to play hide and seek with my oh-so-adorable-oh-so-well-done-oh-so-fantastic-oh-so-fabulous- Primer 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116361220855076659?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116361220855076659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116361220855076659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116361220855076659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116361220855076659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/11/many-times-i-really-hope-that-i-am-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116319711247823583</id><published>2006-11-11T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T14:10:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOAH~ Now then I realised that for the past nine days, I have been blogging. Can't blame me, either i do not have the inspiration to blog or am too tired. By this point, I like to say once again, Jerelyn, I am not tired over Annual Dinner and Dance's stuffs. Like what you said at the meeting yesterday, you have not thrown any work that will make me die. have not. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my oh-so-wonderful-well-done-excellent-very-good primer 4, Green Inspiration. Frankly speaking, I do not feel inspired at all. My concept, Sentosa, is being rejected by Mr Sonny. *HuiQi said I am stupid for typing MR Marne L Saculo and i think so too.* Or should I say technically speaking, my concept is rejected but I am still using Sentosa. Confusing eh? But it is actually  simple. Instead of using the concept of Sentosa on my project, I will use the meaning of Sentosa in my project. And in a blink of eye, my layout and everything is changed by Mr Sonny within a few minutes. Now, I am in a fix. I need to re-do my 1500 words of essay to talk about my design. THANKS A LOT MR SONNY! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: currently slacking in the studio despite having everything at the table that is awaiting for me to complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116319711247823583?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116319711247823583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116319711247823583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116319711247823583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116319711247823583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/11/woah-now-then-i-realised-that-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116252600638252440</id><published>2006-11-03T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T11:53:26.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;woah~ time seems to flies... in a blink of eye, one week is already going to pass. As usual, it has been a hectic week for me. The designing of INVITATION card, the painting of banner, the meeting for Timeline Challenge and the laying out for my final project, Green insipration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I would like to say something to my DEAREST senior, Jerelyn Foo Tsi Teng, student of Singapore Polytechnic, School of Built Environment, Diploma in Landscape Architecture, Chairperson for the upcoming Aunnual Dinner, that I certainly didn't and definitely will not over-worked myself. Furthermore, if I do need tonic. I will buy it and you will have to PAY for it. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, if you happens to have my msn account in your contact list, kindly take a look at my current nick. It says, "Everybody can say words of encouragement, but who will really use the action as encouragement?" Yes, action DOES speak louder than word. It is not that I am speaking bad about everyone in my cca, I did say that face to face with them. I mean when they see us painting the banner, they just said all the best and left. Hey, the us is just four - maximum six people painting the banner. If you should think, "Aiya, can handle one lah." Please a look and what we need to do and when are we going to hand in. It is a big event with a lot of committee. Yet, nobody, except for some of us, came down to help. Not even when they are distributing flyers to inform the Singapore Polytechnic students about it. Enough said. However, I would really like to express thanks to Cui Xia, Daphne Goh, Daphne Tan, Xiu Li, Jian Ming, Jasmin, Hui Yee, Shu Xian, Cheng Ai, Diana and Shi Hui. (= *My both senior, just relax. After today, at least can take a breather now. (=*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Timeline Challenge is the only event for my comm, Current Affairs. It is :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;an &lt;s&gt;event&lt;/s&gt; competition meant for Secondary school students&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being divided into two rounds. First round is 100 MCQs for them to answer INDIVIDUALLY (i just got to know that during the general meeting yesterday)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aga aga is like that lah. No pressure from it though, cause it is quite relaxing, only have to memorise the history of the place that I am supposed to take charge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but not least, Green Aspiration. Frankly speaking, I, personally, isn't aspired by it and i do not know how many of my brain cells have died for thinking of the layout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116252600638252440?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116252600638252440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116252600638252440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116252600638252440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116252600638252440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/11/woah-time-seems-to-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116217968760424747</id><published>2006-10-30T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:41:27.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>affairs of heart can never be explained and understand. Ask Miss Yeo HuiQi from Singapore Polytechnic/ School of Built Environment/ Diploma in Landscape Architecture/ 1B/ 01, she knows that. For those who do not know her, I am going to introduce her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the only one treating me NICELY in class. yes, i know it is pathetic to have only one people treating me NICELY. She is also the one telling me that Cancers are sensitive emotional freak. As cancer is water sign, thus our emotions are like tides, fluctuating here and there. She is also the only one that scold me right in the face whenever she is not happy about me. She is also the one whose bark are worse than her bite. She is also the first to get something from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate is often playing prank with humans. The way I get to know her is through 'food fight', then she got promote to be my niang zi as we were teased by her clique, then she left me for Andy and borne him four daughters. Now, she is finally leaving Andy!!!!!! But she is not going to return to my side. =')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HuiQi, the only reason I am not asking who is him is because, sooner or later you will tell me. And I know I am not that close to you yet. However, should you fall one day, look at your side for I will always be there to lend you my helping hand. (=*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really love at first sight? Or is it an excuse for lonely people to get into love? I used to think that love at first sight and get recipocate is very romantic as it just take one look to determine that the person will be your life partner and the person also think the same way as you do. But now... Having &lt;s&gt;been through&lt;/s&gt; seeing my friend in and out of relationship makes me wonder a lot. As said by HuiQi, we are only teenager, why must we make a forever promise? Maybe I am as matured as HuiQi.* Yes, HuiQi. I know that I am very childish. Thank you very much.*  As I thought of my future relationship, I found that I had the same thinking as her, sooner or later will break. Yes, I admit that this thinking is perssimistic, but don't you agree? We are only teenager, not ready to settle down yet, not even able to provide for myself. What do I have to take to make a forever promise? On what ground, can I vow to love one forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting out of a failed relationship and moving on with life. This sentence seems easy and I had always told my friends to move on with life whenever they suffered a break up. But am I able to do it when I have a failed relationship? I really do not have the idea as I never go into a relationship before. Am I able to get rid of the previous memory and move on with life? I don't know but HuiQi said that I can move on as I am optimistic. This lead me to another question. Am I really optimistic or I am just putting up a strong front? I really don't know. All I can say is that being in Polytechnic really makes me grow up and realise a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Bubble diagram burst, dunno what to lay on my layout, essay isn't up to standard. Oh my!!!! What a fine work I have produced. it is horigible and vegitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HuiQi, GO GO JIA YOU!!! =D Thanks for the compliment and I DOhave the good qualities of being a good boyfriend. =P Last but not least, must have faith and hope. Anyway, thanks for correcting my &lt;s&gt;vocabulary&lt;/s&gt; grammar a few mintues ago.* Oh yeah, will be posting her photos soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116217968760424747?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116217968760424747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116217968760424747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116217968760424747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116217968760424747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/10/affairs-of-heart-can-never-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116197245866514065</id><published>2006-10-28T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T02:19:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I SHALL LET MY CRITICAL REASONING SKILLS' ARTICLE TO DO THE TALKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abortion Should Not Be Restricted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table of Contents: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20/%20FurtherReadings"&gt;Further Readings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From "A Wiser View of Abortion," by Diana Brown, Free Inquiry, Winter 1999. Copyright © 1999 by The Council for Democratic and Secular Humanism, Inc. Reprinted with permission.&lt;br /&gt;Diana Brown is the former chairman of the London-based organization Population Concern. She also represents the International Humanist and Ethical Union at the United Nations in Geneva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abortion is a public health issue because if legal abortion is unavailable, women will risk injury, infection, and death from medically unsafe abortions to end an undesired pregnancy. Abortion should be legal because the rights of the mother supercede the rights of the fetus, especially because the fetus shows no sign of self-awareness until well into the second trimester. Recently, the United States has made attempts to safeguard the rights of the fetus, but this practice draws arbitrary lines that determine when the fetus is viable. If anti-choice advocates want to eliminate abortion, they should support strategies to reduce unwanted pregnancy, such as sex education and contraception. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year some 45 million pregnancies, out of a total of 175 million, end in abortion. Nearly half of those abortions (20 million) are medically unsafe, resulting in the deaths of nearly 80,000 women a year and a much larger number suffering infection, injury, and trauma. Thus the legality of abortion and the availability of medically safe abortion are public health issues. Criminalizing abortion does not save babies; it kills mothers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women have always resorted to abortion and probably always will. The difference now is that modern, safe, medical and surgical methods are available. Many countries have legalized abortion. According to the United Nations Population Fund, "Where abortion is safe and widely available, and other reproductive health services are in place, rates of abortion tend to be low. The simple conclusion is: better contraceptive services for all people will reduce abortion." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On public health grounds I am in no doubt that safe abortion should be freely available on request by the pregnant woman, at least up to some agreed time limit. The woman's reasons for wanting an abortion should not be relevant, even though many of us might not approve of them. For example, as a result of pressures caused by the low status of females in her society, a woman may well wish to practice selective abortion of female fetuses. This is not in the interests of the community as a whole, and certainly will do nothing to advance the cause of women in general. Should she nevertheless be permitted to do it, or should society prohibit it? I would come down strongly for the right of the individual woman to decide for herself. If we believe that Western women have a right to choose, then so should all women, even though their choices may be socially inconvenient. More effort should go into removing the causes of abortion than into eradicating the practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the constant struggle first to allow and then to preserve legal abortion, attitudes have become polarized: one is either "pro-life" or "pro-choice," and anyone who falls somewhere in the middle can be blamed for comforting the enemy, so I shall no doubt be attacked for my views. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The status of fetus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Central to the debate on abortion is the biological, legal, and moral status of the fetus. The "pro-lifers" are in no doubt that a fertilized ovum is a human being and that its destruction is murder. Some "pro-choice" supporters maintain that the fetus, far from being a human being, is merely a part of the mother's body and is entirely hers to dispose of, so that deciding to have an abortion is of no more significance than deciding to get one's hair cut. Since the fetus is, however, genetically distinct from the mother, the latter position is hard to sustain.&lt;br /&gt;Traditional objections to abortion have not seen it as murder. Anglo-Saxon law has not traditionally seen the fetus as a legal person. This position has recently been reinforced in England, where a woman's right to physical autonomy and to refuse treatment (a caesarian section) just before or during birth has been recognized, even after a warning that she is risking the death of her baby. In the United States, however, there appear to be moves toward according legal rights to fetuses in certain circumstances. If these are consolidated, it has obvious implications for abortion and for the status of the pregnant woman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The development of life is a continuous process. Any line drawn across it for legal purposes is essentially arbitrary. Even if one takes the extreme "pro-life" position, there is no way at present of knowing exactly when or whether conception has taken place. Wherever we draw the line on the abortion scale—at 10 weeks, 18 weeks, 24 weeks, or at any moment up to natural birth—it is an arbitrary decision: you may have a legal abortion, say, at 167 days but not at 169. The law requires definite cutoff points, but the moral position is fuzzier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a woman has an absolute right to choose, can she abort a fetus at 39 weeks, when clearly it would be viable? If we put a time limit on abortions, there is no essential moral difference between the status of a fetus one day before the limit and one day after. If we do not put a time limit on abortions, then why choose the moment of birth as a cutoff point? Why not permit infanticide? What happens if an aborted fetus is born alive? Should it be treated as a baby, or as something to be disposed of? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Humanist morality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than just attacking the arguments of religious fanatics, we should debate these issues from a humanist point of view. They are more complex than just accepting "a woman's right to choose," even though honor is due to those who have struggled to establish that principle. A woman who decides whether or not to have an abortion is making a moral decision, and we need to look at the principles involved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people do not believe that abortion is outright murder, but many find it vaguely distasteful. You do not find the same problem with contraception. Why should this be? An obvious difference is that, whereas contraception prevents the initiation of new life, abortion destroys a living process that has already begun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we ignore religious ideas of souls and the sacredness of any form of human life, we may note that the early fetus, although human, is neither sentient nor capable of independent existence. It would seem therefore to deserve less consideration than a live mouse, which is both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legal time limits are often based on the concept of the viability of the fetus: its ability to survive ex utero. But there is no clear point at which a fetus automatically becomes viable, and it is not always easy to determine the exact stage of the pregnancy. Moreover, as medical advances change the limits, we could conceivably one day be faced with the possibility of total progression in vitro from fertilization to full-term development. This Brave New World scenario would mean that no aborted fetus could of necessity be discarded as nonviable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Bonnie Steinbock suggests that the key concept is "interest": all and only beings who have interests have moral status. She regards sentience as a necessary condition for having interests. We may wish to protect and preserve a building, but it does not matter to the building itself whether it is pulled down or not. It is without interests, although human beings may themselves have interest in its preservation. A dog, on the other hand, does have interest in its own continued health and well-being, so we may consider it for its own sake, and not just for the sake of its owner. Even living things, for example, plants, may lack interest in this sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared with a live, sentient dog, a pre-sentient fetus, lacking any enjoyment or awareness of its "life," has not yet developed interests and can therefore be considered not to be a moral object. By about 22 weeks' gestation, when it may be capable of rudimentary pleasure or pain and possibly a kind of consciousness, it may be said to have interests and to be owed moral consideration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This does not necessarily mean that it should be accorded the same consideration as an already-born human being, any more than we would accord the same consideration to a dog. People who talk of the rights of a fetus often seem to forget that those rights can only exist with the acquiescence of the mother. She is not just a container for a fetus; she is an undoubted full human being with rights of her own to bodily self-determination. She herself is, however, morally bound to consider the interest of her fetus as it approaches birth. While I believe that the choice should be that of only the woman, I also believe (to borrow words from the traditional Anglican marriage service) that abortion "is not by any to be enterprised ... unadvisedly, lightly or wantonly." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fighting "pro-life" hypocrisy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should attack the anti-choice advocates for their lack of consistency and outright hypocrisy. In fact, they can be shown up as being not so much against abortion, or "pro-life" (whatever that means), but against sex. Unwanted pregnancy is seen as a punishment for illicit sex and abortion as a means of escaping the consequences. Anyone who can remember how single mothers and illegitimate children were treated by religious fanatics in the days before legal abortion will know that the punishment was enthusiastically prolonged by the righteous. There wasn't much of a "pro-life" stance then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anti-choice advocates are really against abortion, they should be in favor of measures that are known to reduce the incidence of abortion. Most of the same people who are now against legal abortion oppose full and frank sex education in schools—and yet it has been shown that good sex education can delay the start of teenage sexual experience. They also tend to oppose free access to a full range of contraceptive services and believe that religious indoctrination alone will guard against unwanted pregnancies. Humanists can point to the enlightened practices of the Netherlands, where safe, legal abortion is easily available, but everyone receives good sex education and information about contraception, and there are very good contraceptive services. The Netherlands has one of the lowest rates of abortion in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grounds for abortion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many countries that permit legal abortion restrict the grounds on which abortion can be allowed. Some allow it when the fetus is known to be handicapped or when the health of the mother is threatened. Other countries permit abortion in cases of rape or incest but not otherwise. But surely the moral position of an unwanted fetus resulting from a crime is no different from that of any other. Either fetuses at that state of development merit legal protection or they don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FURTHER READINGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books&lt;br /&gt;· Randy Alcorn. Pro-Life Answers to Pro-Choice Arguments. Sisters, OR: Multnomah, 2000.&lt;br /&gt;· Linda J. Beckman and S. Marie Harvey, eds. The New Civil War: The Psychology, Culture, and Politics of Abortion. Washington, DC: American Psychological Association, 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· Mary Boyle. Rethinking Abortion: Psychology, Gender, Power, and the Law. New York: Routledge, 1997.&lt;br /&gt;· Kimberly J. Cook. Divided Passions: Public Opinions on Abortion and the Death Penalty. Boston: Northeastern University Press, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;· David J. Garrow. Liberty and Sexuality: The Right to Privacy and the Making of Roe v. Wade. Berkeley: University of California Press, 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· Faye D. Ginsburg. Contest Lives: The Abortion Debate in an American Community. Berkeley: University of California Press, 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· Cynthia Gorney. Articles of Faith: A Frontline History of the Abortion Wars. New York: Simon and Schuster, 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· Mark A. Graber. Rethinking Abortion: Equal Choice, the Constitution, and Reproductive Politics. Princeton, NJ: Princeton University Press, 1996.&lt;br /&gt;· Mary Guiden. Partial Birth Abortion. Denver: National Conference of State Legislatures, 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· Kerry N. Jacoby. Souls, Bodies, Spirits: The Drive to Abolish Abortion Since 1973. Westport, CT: Praeger, 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· Ellie Lee, ed. Abortion Law and Politics Today. New York: St. Martin's, 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· Eileen L. McDonagh. Breaking the Abortion Deadlock: From Choice to Consent. New York: Oxford University Press, 1996.&lt;br /&gt;· Roy M. Mersky and Jill Duffy, eds. A Documentary History of the Legal Aspects of Abortion in the United States. Littleton, CO: Fred B. Rothman, 2000.&lt;br /&gt;· Lynn Marie Morgan and Meredith W. Michaels, eds. Fetal Subjects, Feminist Positions. Philadelphia: University of Pennsylvania Press, 1999.&lt;br /&gt;· Rachel Roth. Making Women Pay: The Hidden Costs of Fetal Rights. Ithaca, NY: Cornell University Press, 1999.&lt;br /&gt;Periodicals&lt;br /&gt;· J. Budziszewski. "The Future End of Democracy," First Things, March 1999.&lt;br /&gt;· Christopher Caldwell. "Why Abortion Is Here to Stay," New Republic, April 5, 1999.&lt;br /&gt;· Tish Durkin. "Just a Few Questions About Pro-Choice Dogma," National Journal, April 7, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;· David van Gend. "RU-486: Poisoning the Springs," Human Life Review, Spring 2001.&lt;br /&gt;· Yvette R. Harris. "Adolescent Abortion," Society, July/August 1997.&lt;br /&gt;· Barbara Hewson. "Reproductive Autonomy and the Ethics of Abortion," Journal of Medical Ethics, October 2001.&lt;br /&gt;· Bryan Howard. "Abortion Consent Presents Hazards," Arizona Republic, April 23, 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· James Kitzpatrick. "A Pro-Life Loss of Nerve?" First Things, December 2000.&lt;br /&gt;· Judith Levine. "The Dumb-Luck Club," Index on Censorship, February 2000.&lt;br /&gt;· Judy Mann. "Reduce Abortion and Disarm the Far Right," Washington Post, December 1, 2000.&lt;br /&gt;· Danielle Ofri. "Common Ground," Tikkun, January/February 2002.&lt;br /&gt;· Leah Platt. "Making Choice Real," American Prospect, September 24, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;· Lucia Rayas. "Criminalizing Abortion: A Crime Against Women," NACLA Report on the Americas, January/February 1998.&lt;br /&gt;· Bob Schaffer. "27 Years of Roe v. Wade," Vital Speeches of the Day, February 15, 2000.&lt;br /&gt;· Elizabeth Schulte. "The New Assault on a Woman's Right to Choose," International Socialist Review, June/July 2000.&lt;br /&gt;· Annette Tomal. "Parental Involvement Laws, Religion, and Abortion Rates," Gender Issues, Fall 2000.&lt;br /&gt;· Wendy Wright. "Federal Government Should Not Be in the Business of Funding Abortions," Insight on the News, October 29, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;Source Citation:&lt;br /&gt;Brown, Diana. "Abortion Should Not Be Restricted." Should Abortion Rights Be Restricted?. Ed. Auriana Ojeda. San Diego: Greenhaven Press, 2003. Opposing Viewpoints Resource Center. Thomson Gale. Singapore Polytechnic. 19 Oct. 2006 &lt;http: contentset="gsrc&amp;amp;type=retrieve&amp;tabid=t010&amp;amp;prodid=ovrc&amp;docid=ej3010287203&amp;amp;source=gale&amp;srcprod=ovrc&amp;amp;usergroupname=sgsp&amp;amp;version=1.0"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;·&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the controversial essay on the topic you are going to do, write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part A : What's the writer's stand and how he/she supports his/her stand,&lt;br /&gt;Part B : Your response to the Article and What I think about the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am just barely written half of my part A and it is supposed to due today at 1700hr. LALALALA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116197245866514065?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116197245866514065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116197245866514065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116197245866514065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116197245866514065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-shall-let-my-critical-reasoning.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116192059117304840</id><published>2006-10-27T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T11:43:11.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not being depressed when i typed the last post lah! Just realise that when Man thinks that they are the powerful beings on the Earth, do they realise that they are actually weak in the eye of Mother fate? (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16922744-116192059117304840?l=guo-weiming.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/feeds/116192059117304840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16922744&amp;postID=116192059117304840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116192059117304840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16922744/posts/default/116192059117304840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guo-weiming.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-not-being-depressed-when-i-typed.html' title=''/><author><name>Q.W.M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155809954421352919</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-16922744.post-116171736174045486</id><published>2006-10-25T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T03:16:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick and death, something that seems to be distant from us. Ok, maybe it is the latter. But it always happens near us. Always catching us by surprised when the death news of a close friend or relative reach our ears. Always hit us the deepest when we got to know the death of our close friend or relative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember vividly that the first death news that gotten into my ear is the death of my second aunt, from my mother's family. It was actually during my June holiday when I got to know that and it was a weekday morning. Though I remember the incident vividly, I had a vague memory of my second aunt. Maybe it is because I did not talk to her much? But I remembered her as a kind soul, always smiling to me whenever I go to her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second death news  is the death of my paternal grandfather. It was during my secondary two year. The year when SARS was creating panic in Singapore. My grandfather died in June. A couple of weeks before my birthday. I remember the incident vividly, but not my grandfather. For those who know my family history, you should know why. Through out the whole funeral, I didn't even shed a tear. Trust me. I didn't even shed a tear. I know you might say that I am unfilial. But the name,"grandfather", it is a word that should be so close to me, yet it is far. I only remember him visiting our house during one Chinese New Year when I was young. However, it was also that funeral that some sort bought us closer to our 'far-distant' cousins. *though I only like a couple of them and they are from the same family*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is indeed brittle, yet human always think that they are the greatest. It only takes a freak mistake or accident to claim your life. Start to treasure those people around you and pamper them with your love. Show them that you care for them and love them. For it might be the last chance you can share your love with them. 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