<?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-12401165</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:43:29.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zenöv's hatelist</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-113282628663383223</id><published>2005-11-24T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:55.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Open Letter to The Dean&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Dear Sir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I went for my programming paper (CS1102C) at 1pm, 24 Nov 2005. To my horror, I found out only after stepping into MPSH 6 that an A4 helpsheet was allowed to be brought into the examination hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Why in the bloody programming hell wasn't I informed of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I understand (and admit) that it's my fault that I didn't go for lectures, especially the crucial last lecture when lecturers will give tips and information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;However, isn't it also the responsibility of the lecturers to ensure that such important information regarding the final examinations be properly disseminated through all channels available?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;There was no e-mail, no IVLE announcement. Not a single word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I don't get it; shouldn't I deserve even a 4-word e-mail that says '1 A4 Helpsheet Allowed' after paying more than 5K per year for a 'prestigous' college education?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I know, 5k is even less than the peanuts you get. In fact, 5K can't even pay for the allowance for your lecturers. But 5k is 5k, definitely not peanuts to average-citizens-without-a-freaking-degree like me. Not to mention the amount of subsidy you receive from MOE. Surely the profs and docs in the college can do better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Nevermind that we are doubtful of how you spend your funds. Nevermind that I personally suspect that more than half of the population in ECE are foreign students. Nevermind that students students can't decipher the Beijing-accented English spoken from the mouths of 80% of your teaching staff. But it's really going overboard that I pay for a college education which requires me to do every single f*** thing by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I don't know whether to feel happy that MOE decides to let you go independent. On one hand, the challenge of privatisation will help in weeding out lazy lecturers who haven't been earning their keep. On the other, who knows what you will do without government control (like changing your name to National University of Non-Singaporeans, NUNS, or PADIYU: Pay And Do It Yourself University)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I really hope that you will be concerned over the existence of such leeches sucking off taxpayer's money, that you will be more responsible than your subordinates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Thanks for your time, but no thanks if you decide to do something (that does not result in me getting expelled from the stinking college, or getting sued for pointing out your shady behaviours), because with or without the helpsheet, I would haf failed the module. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Yours Almighty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;zenöv of zenövia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-113282628663383223?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/113282628663383223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=113282628663383223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/113282628663383223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/113282628663383223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/11/open-letter-to-dean-dear-sir-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-113146086024781841</id><published>2005-11-06T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:55.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Loathe For MRTs Is INCREASING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;taking the mrt/tube/subway almost everyday for 1hr is getting very boring and irritating. put in the morning rush and things couldn't get any worse. aniwaes, my mood lately had been rather easily moved by ppl on the line. i get more and more picky and had been screaming in my mind vulgarities and i wonder when those words will translate into sound waves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl who dun let me go off the train 1st. yup, it was like the mrt platform has ghosts. hello... the train was packed enuf s.t there r no more seats available. so y rush? if u're an ah gong/ah ma, someone is bound to feel &lt;strike&gt;guilty&lt;/strike&gt; kind enuf to gif up his seat for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind, it was always screaming: CCB! let me go off 1st will die &lt;em&gt;IZZIT&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den dat day, there was a family (sort of). one ah ma, 2 aunties and 2 kids. they rushed out of the train to the stairs leading to NEL. i dunno y, but they refused to carry their kids, who din even seem to b able to walk yet. so they were literally clogging up the staircase. then one of the kids dropped sth and the ah ma was like halting the traffic so dat she could retreive the hair clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind, it was like screaming: this is RUSH HR, not the time for u and ur grandchildren to seeshay around. a lot of tired souls r dying to catch a train back home!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;but no, i din scream out my frustrations, considering dat someday i will b a well-known celebrity lol can't let the paparazzi get hold of some ugly past of mine... and wat, they find the ah ma to testify against me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"nor! dat &lt;em&gt;si gin nah&lt;/em&gt;... scold me and curse my ah gal in mrt..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, i was seeing the dismay of life... u noe... dat day, on the LRT, saw quite a gd-looking father (yes, cos he was w his wife and a pram w a kid dat was alive and kicking, not w groceries...) who wore a t-shirt TUCKED into his berms. aiyoh... now even students tuck their shirts out after sch leh... the only tucked in style dat looked ok was executive wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, was like, haiz... i'm gonna become an uncle someday, married &lt;em&gt;or not&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok... dat's all. i'm glad the sem is gonna end. i hope i can get a place in pgp next sem so i can b spared the misery of travelling... btw, realized dat i haven't showed off my new hp (okok... 3-mth old) on dis blog. lala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/1024/n6021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/202/2964/400/n6021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia 6021 a.k.a &lt;em&gt;zen femto&lt;/em&gt; (10^-15), in addition to my creative zen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-113146086024781841?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/113146086024781841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=113146086024781841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/113146086024781841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/113146086024781841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-loathe-for-mrts-is-increasing.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-112652544693628807</id><published>2005-09-12T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:28.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese CDs (China Imported)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;光良 《童话》&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/Tong%20Hua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/Tong%20Hua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$5.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;Qty: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;1-disc CD, imported from China. No scratches, superb sound quality. Guang Liang is back with an album of ballads destined to melt your hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Preview(to be updated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;For sale in Singapore only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Please contact: &lt;a href="mailto:zenov_yzr@yahoo.com"&gt;zenov_yzr@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;for transaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;戴佩妮《爱疯了》&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/Ai%20Feng%20Le.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/Ai%20Feng%20Le.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$5.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;Qty: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;1-disc CD, imported from China. No scratches, superb sound quality. This album was surpassed Penny's last album in terms of quality, showcasing her excellent talent and singing capabilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Preview: (to be updated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;For sale in Singapore only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Please contact: &lt;a href="mailto:zenov_yzr@yahoo.com"&gt;zenov_yzr@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;for transaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-112652544693628807?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/112652544693628807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=112652544693628807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/112652544693628807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/112652544693628807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/09/chinese-cds-china-imported.html' title='Chinese CDs (China Imported)'/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-112652539545454075</id><published>2005-09-12T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:28.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese CDs (Singapore version</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;陶晶莹 《走路去纽约》 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/Tao%20Jing%20Ying_Zou%20Lu%20Qu%20Niu%20Yue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/Tao%20Jing%20Ying_Zou%20Lu%20Qu%20Niu%20Yue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/Tao%20Jing%20Ying_Zou%20Lu%20Qu%20Niu%20Yue%20(Back).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/Tao%20Jing%20Ying_Zou%20Lu%20Qu%20Niu%20Yue%20%28Back%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$10.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;Qty: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;1-disc CD, original singapore version. Just like new, superb sound quality. 3 years since her last album, Tao Zi has made a comeback with an album with the support of local talents, under the label Ocean Butterflies. Once again, she expressed her thoughts as a modern career woman who yearns for love and concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Preview: (to be updated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;For sale in Singapore only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Please contact: &lt;a href="mailto:zenov_yzr@yahoo.com"&gt;zenov_yzr@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;for transaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;维京艺人《维京人来了》&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/Wei%20Jing%20Ren%20Lai%20Le.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/Wei%20Jing%20Ren%20Lai%20Le.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$10.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;Qty: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;3-disc CD, original singapore version. Just like new, superb sound quality. Virgin Records showcased the talents of all the singers under its labels for the past few years. It included hits from established singers Sandy Lam, Jiang Mei Qi, Elva Hsiao, Stanley Huang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Preview: (to be updated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;For sale in Singapore only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Please contact: &lt;a href="mailto:zenov_yzr@yahoo.com"&gt;zenov_yzr@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;for transaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;元卫觉醒《幸福下载》（第2版）&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/Yuan%20Wei%20Jue%20Xing_Xing%20Fu%20Xia%20Zai%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/Yuan%20Wei%20Jue%20Xing_Xing%20Fu%20Xia%20Zai%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/Yuan%20Wei%20Jue%20Xing_Xing%20Fu%20Xia%20Zai%202.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/Yuan%20Wei%20Jue%20Xing_Xing%20Fu%20Xia%20Zai%202.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$10.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;Qty: 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;1-disc CD, 1 VCD, original singapore version. Just like new, superb sound quality. YWJX returned a yr after their debut album with an exciting ensemble of rock and hip hop fit for a summer's party. The songs resonates the voices of youngsters nowadays and is definitely a must-have for young girls. VCD includes 3 MVs from this album and 6 MVs from their debut. MVs include 靠近、Dream、斗鱼、幸福下载、夏天的风.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Preview: (to be updated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;For sale in Singapore only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Please contact: &lt;a href="mailto:zenov_yzr@yahoo.com"&gt;zenov_yzr@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;for transaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-112652539545454075?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/112652539545454075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=112652539545454075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/112652539545454075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/112652539545454075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/09/chinese-cds-singapore-version.html' title='Chinese CDs (Singapore version'/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-112652536149833793</id><published>2005-09-12T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:27.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DVDs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;40 Days 40 Nights&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/40%20Days%2040%20Nights%20DVD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/40%20Days%2040%20Nights%20DVD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$10.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;1-disc DVD, uncensored, M18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;For sale in Singapore only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Please contact: &lt;a href="mailto:zenov_yzr@yahoo.com"&gt;zenov_yzr@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;for transaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-112652536149833793?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/112652536149833793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=112652536149833793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/112652536149833793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/112652536149833793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/09/dvds.html' title='DVDs'/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-112469962451426813</id><published>2005-08-22T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:21.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/640/Fireworks-SkylineVert02HR.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/202/2964/320/Fireworks-SkylineVert02HR.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-112469962451426813?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/112469962451426813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=112469962451426813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/112469962451426813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/112469962451426813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/08/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111501902878085675</id><published>2005-04-07T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:20.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jerk: Upgraded&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Once upon a some time ago, after a minor &lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/02/played-badminton-w-xueli-and-co-yest.html"&gt;mahjong session at huifen's hse&lt;/a&gt;, i was charged w the task to send yuqin home near midnite. I told her on the cab dat i was going back to nus so dat i could study in CL the next day: sun. she replied w the remark dat i was juz another guy who 'spoilt market'. in a typical response, i uttered something in defense, something like: &lt;em&gt;no lah... i... i...&lt;/em&gt; (silence to chinatown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ffwd to today...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;i found the best reply i could haf told her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;juz on mon, i met &lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-i-haf-to-throw-punch_14.html"&gt;The Jerk&lt;/a&gt; in the library, rite after our meeting for our final draft of ctw. now, it was not strange to meet ppl u noe in such a busy place, rite? but the prob is: the same jerk (btw, i've only known The One Jerk in nus, army aside) told serene and i juz an hr ago sth like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stay at sch for wat? i would rather slack at home playing computer games!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;so THE mystery was: wat was he doing in the library?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;amazingly, he looked back at me &lt;em&gt;sheepishly&lt;/em&gt; at the staircase of the fated library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;to this, i've decided to upgrade him as the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pretentious Jerk&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;okok... so my best reply to yuqin (i'll try to lead her to making the same remark the next time i c her so as to give her the reply): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;at least i'm open abt me trying to b a mugger, cos i recognize the fact dat i am bad in studies. yes. i'm unlike certain &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;pretentious jerks&lt;/span&gt; who pretended to b nonchalant abt mugging, where in actual fact they were toilling their heads off... to show ppl how &lt;em&gt;intelligent&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;able&lt;/em&gt; they r, cos they could (apparently) not mug and get an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;balls to u, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pretentious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jerk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111501902878085675?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111501902878085675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111501902878085675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501902878085675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501902878085675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/04/jerk-upgraded-once-upon-some-time-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111501866371033426</id><published>2005-03-29T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:20.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm Living in a Cheena Outpost&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;recently, saw a few comments on foreign talents which reminded me of my &lt;a href="http://zenov.blogspot.com/2005/02/edited-27-feb-2005-in-upholding-spirit.html"&gt;letter of apology&lt;/a&gt;. yup, decided to share some excerpts from Mr Brown (he cut from somewhere also lah) and Calmone (a.k.a jay chou lookalike). hark! gd things shd b shared. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;remembered one para dat said: s'pore is onli a springboard for ah tiongs going to USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;foreigners come here and study on s'pore grants, earn all the money, get all the benefits and subsidies and fuck off back to their home or USA, and they &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do NOT nid to do NS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;and u tink we s'poreans suck when we dun pronounce 'th'? like: toofbrush, tink and tot, tank u... we'll hafta tolerate w sink and sock and sank u w those ah tiongs flooding the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;i juz hate them. now i sink i noe how i managed to get into rv in the past. at dat time, sere were not as much ah tiongs as now. having scored 260 == being in the top 10%. unfortunately, i'm really at the borderline. they imported 10% of the cheenapoks and now i can't even beg for a scholarship. shd i b sankful enough to b able to stay in nus?? cos if had sey imported 5% more, i'd not b among the top 25% eligible... shit... y has sis FINE CITY turned into a cheena outpost?? a communist hell! shit!! i hate the govt for importing those made in cheena students. market spoilers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;hrrmmmppphhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111501866371033426?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111501866371033426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111501866371033426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501866371033426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501866371033426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-living-in-cheena-outpost-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111501750706804006</id><published>2005-03-15T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:20.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Mother Tongue&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;din want to flood my blog w entries too much, but read this article in Today, where a chinese (TRAITOR!!!) encouraged Singaporean non-malays (ie Chinese) to learn bahasa. in fact, the traitor said we MUZ learn them, cos we're in the malay archipelago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;well, so wat? we hafta improve our chinese cos it is vital to enter the chi market, which will bring GREAT economical opportunities for us. i dun reject the idea of learning tamil, cos india is the next up and coming great economy. but our neighbours dun gif us much benefits except the 'cheap good' in johore bahru and casinos in batam (which, in 4 yrs time, will b obselete...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and dat TRAITOR said dat it's shameful dat most s'poreans dun understand the meaning of our national anthem. well, perhaps it's time for the anthem to b sung w different laguages, yar. reflect our multi-lang society. y let potential foreign investors stay put w the tot dat s'pore is a laid-back, inefficient malay-speaking society? after all, it's NOT malay dat has helped fuel our economy and helped us gained a footing in the 1st world...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111501750706804006?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111501750706804006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111501750706804006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501750706804006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501750706804006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-mother-tongue-din-want-to-flood-my.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111501721945817035</id><published>2005-03-14T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:20.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i Haf To Throw a Punch...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm split between blogging on my life or on the article i read on Straits Times. Both r wrt wat i feel strongly, but since i've all along wanted to blog abt this particular episode in this period of my life, i mite as well &lt;strong&gt;get it over and done w&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, &lt;strong&gt;get it over and done w&lt;/strong&gt;, perhaps this shd b the title of today's blog. aniwaes, in my CTW, after our position paper, we had to arrange for conferencing and oral defence, something to b done for 2 gps per tut over 4 wks. serene and i chose to b the 2nd gp to present, so dat we can get it over and done w.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was for it 'cos, yes, i &lt;strong&gt;wanted to get it over and done w&lt;/strong&gt;, and b &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;done w my working relations w them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it's exasperating. comparatively, my gp in econs, tho we only mit 1 hr b4 tut every wk to rush the assignment, we had gd working relationships. mind u, there r 4 of us and one of them is a prc gal. so y the trouble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aniwaes, was quite disgusted w my ctw gp. well, i dunno abt serene, tho she acted v kiam pa some times, chee wei was the one who was v kiam pa ALL THE TIME. w him ard, i wonder y gals ard me like to say dat i'm v insensitive and all, and in effect, a jerk. frankly speaking, i tink many ppl dat i met in rv and hc r v much better than this jerkish bastard i've met. even the 'male chauvinists' tch guys in S60 fared &lt;em&gt;MUCH BETTER&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but b4 today, i wasn't dis angry. in fact, i was a bit unsure of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last fri, we met in a last ditch to complete our essay. can i say i was bullied? i felt unfairly treated, to b precise. ended genes and soc at 8pm and walked all the way to CL, cos i noe A1 isn't going to come for another 15 min at least. and i was made to beg ppl to share their discussion rm w us. well, as a 'gp leader', guess i had to take the lead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thru out the whole discussion, my intelligence was insulted and trampled. i was laughed at and humiliated. when i tried to convey my pt to them, instead of taking the time to understand, they take it dat i was talking rubbish and refused to hear me out. then i wondered: my frens in hc, rv, or even jan and co will not do such a thing to me. so wat is the prob?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;r my frens being too kind as frens dat they were fu yan me all along? or they really noe dat i haf an impt pt to make? or were they acting nice w me after i explained my argument by saying dat i had a pt, when i din? sorry frens, instead of scrutinizing my gp members, i doubted ur frenship w me. but somehow, frens become so gd to each other, they dun bear to hurt them. so is this the case?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perhaps my main concern will b: am i really making a pt? or r my yrs in rv and hc juz a smokescreen? i'm actually not wat i tot myself to be? i'm actually much worse off intellectually than the ah bengs and ah lians hanging ard in nus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, so i din noe if they were mean to me or i was really as stupid as they claimed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aniwaes, this morning, rushed to the com lab to complete the essay. was supposed to hand in the 1st draft today, but chee wei did not even print the stuff. and it was lucky for us he din also. he did not insert the references as we told him to, he din even do the ref list. he din consolidate the essay and din even do the cover page. i was disgusted. so much for his laughing at me and calling me stupid and gay. (tho i dunno if i really was effeminated in front of him, which i admit i AM, i dun c the pt of him calling me gay. even serene says gay is hotter than me. now, is dat a compliment or wat?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aniwaes, despite his laziness and my sacrifice to spend 3 bucks to shou shi his lan tan zi, he was still trying to put me down. he said dat all ppl who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;watches chinese shows and listens to chinese pop r &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;losers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and dat i am &lt;em&gt;gay cos i do all those&lt;/em&gt;. i was lost for words. no pt arguing w him at this pt of time, when we still had to do oral defence. but given the chance, i'll stab him in the back. TRULY. he deserves dat. (and btw, he isn't all dat powerful in english also. his skill in eng is as deep as the lang gao outside my home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i'm back to my main thesis statement: i want to get it over and done w. next sem, i'll pretend dat i dunno him. i juz pray hard dat we'll not b in the same stream, much less the same tut gp. having to work w such a pompous, insensitive, bastardly retarded jerk once is enuf to cut my life expectancy. the very least i'm hoping is dat some ppl will juz get so mad w him and castrate him. he'll not only b gay, but a transvestite. if he tinks he is a real man (w the gek seh and gek clever attitude of his), being a neuter will b his best retribution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;satan bless him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;p/s: the jerk, btw, is from vj. hmmm... how 'representative'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111501721945817035?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111501721945817035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111501721945817035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501721945817035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501721945817035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-i-haf-to-throw-punch.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111501474141026478</id><published>2005-03-04T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:19.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Matrix: &lt;em&gt;Retribution&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;dearest ISB, i dinno y u titled ur letter to me dat way, but i'm sure i'll do a better job than u, vis a vis, u SUX, matrix way or not. obviously, u r not a fan. so scoot off! dun Ban Men Nong Fu, k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;btw, i'm the nemesis of PRCs. the way Neo is to the Matrix, or the agents. i used to run from them, now, i fite them (the dirty way lah...). much as the way u can find lotsa 'gd reasons' for them, i can find MORE of their sucky traits. ergo, if someone sux, they suck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, i din haf the intention to comment on malays u noe. well, as i read from somewhere, it's not wise to do so. i may end up facing their &lt;em&gt;fatwa, jihad&lt;/em&gt;, or wateva silly campaign they haf. they haf chosen to (and insisted on) maintaining their cavemen behaviour, so i can't b bothered to click w them aniwaes. generation gap, boy, generation gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... juz realized i seemed to haf mixed them up w their religion. aw... heck! they've classified themselves as one w them, and it's really not for me to interfere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i wun b interacting w them much also. in fact, i dun for the most of my life. as far as i can remember, i haf been in one of the better classes (if not the BEST) and schools. and yar... the number of them in my social class is like 1/1600. (perhaps it's higher in nus, but, nus is not a gd sch AT ALL. they haf quota to fill, u noe) small chance dat i'll ever communicate w them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't live w ppl who can't face reality and behaves like kids (basically, kids live in the fantasy world, and in their case, they live in The Flinstones). wat gd issit to tell ppl dat 'economic progress is gd for u' and b bombed into a thousand pcs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most impt of all, uncle sam is my idol (and u, ISB, haf been very NORTY to haf disguised urself as uncle sam...). in fact, i LOVE him and hope to move in w him someday in the future. i can't haf someone who keeps wanting to blow my future home to pcs, yar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf lived in the matrix and now i want to move to zion. but the sentinels kept trying to destroy it. of cos i'm fiting, of cos i want to eliminate them. (ok, a bit irrelevant in this context. in wat position am i in to 'eliminate' them? i juz hope they'd disappear. the world would b a better place to live in. =) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, s'pore is not dat bad too, except for some impurities, like ah tiongs and ah muds. and of cos, ME. if they can't b filtered out of this land, guess it's me who haf to sacrifice myself. haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zenöv of zenövia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: no way i'm ptely msging u my opinions. i dun trust ppl from 'local authorities'. for all i noe, u may juz bao-toh me and fwd my mail to The Senior (Citizen). if i die, i muz die the patriotic way dat everybody will noe... at least my blog frens will noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111501474141026478?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111501474141026478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111501474141026478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501474141026478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501474141026478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/03/matrix-retribution-dearest-isb-i-dinno.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111501412217966507</id><published>2005-03-01T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:19.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Matrix: &lt;em&gt;Overloaded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;yo bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;seems dat u've been having a great time airing ur racist ideas in ur blogs huh? btw, (yo... yo...) i'm writing on behalf of Idiotic Suckers Board. while the most pertinentqn on ur mind is the most irrelevant of them all (a la der Matrix), its is the qn dat drives us, dat brings me here: WAT DER F*** is ISB? well, we're the agents of the 'local authorites' under the guise of Uncle Sam to regulate singa-bloggers. yesh, if u've been NORTY, The Elder noes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and my? r u scareded? worry not, since this is the 1st time i'm writing to u, it's also a 'first warning'. subsequently, u'll hafta wash ur butt to go squat in u-noe-where... (actually, i also dunno where's u-noe-where, and i dun even wish to noe it myself. but it's def a gd place to let u rot for 40 yrs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;yo... yo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;maybe i shd recount ur misdeeds, shall we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;u mite haf disguised ur sarcasm in ur letter of apology, and i muz say dat u did a ver BAD job in the disguise. noe wat? i came here cos my 10yr-old son told me. even HE could decipher wat u wrote, much less the far-more suprior immigrants we haf in our land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and noe wat? u haf been VERY NORTY to infringe on the 'R' issue. my? isn't Chinese a race too? wat were u trying to do when u criticised the Chinese? ergo, dun 4get u r one too. r u trying to attract a nuclear missile along s'pore's way? well, sad to tell u, u've attracted The Elder's attn b4 they did. and do u noe wat has happened between then and now? nothing. well, they had to find an interpreter. but dat's beside the pt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and u obviously noe how much we haf invested to SUCK them here. no way is the govt gonna let u spoil our plans w ur racist ideas? wat will u say next? the malays? i noe u've all along been anti-malays and this is juz a stepping stone for u to elaborate on their imcumbency. but... if u do dat, u can get ur honours in 2045. trust me. (i noe, some things never change, and some things do. u'll still blog ur racist ideas then, but it's none of my business, cos i'd already haf withdrawn my CPF...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;let's not dwell on such chim issues and focus on the basics yar? my records haf shown dat u've taken a module called Critical Thinking &amp;amp; Writing, something dat teaches u how to write arguments. and obviously u haf learned &lt;em&gt;NOTHING&lt;/em&gt;. where r ur references? where r ur premises? all ur arguments r nothing but empty tok w/o them. how do u expect me to endorse ur essay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;remember the forum last mth? dat jamie guy was literally shot down by The Elder even when he was rather clear abt his pts. wat makes u tink u can do achieve anything w ur agenda, phrased in such a lousy way? dat's y i hafta come out and clear u away b4 The Elder crushes u to death. take my word, young boy, take my word. everything that has a beginning has an end. stop it b4 it's too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;tink it's all i've to say. remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I S B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;p/s: next time u feel like writing something 'sensitive', send it to me ptely, k? i really enjoyed ur blogs. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111501412217966507?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111501412217966507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111501412217966507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501412217966507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501412217966507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/03/matrix-overloaded-yo-bro-seems-dat-uve.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111501380798779669</id><published>2005-02-26T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:19.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Letter Of Apology&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Edited 27 Feb 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In upholding the spirit of S'porean politically correctness, I'd like to make public the following Apology Letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Members of Public (a.k.a my 2 blog fans, and more esp so, the 'authorities', whoeva they r...),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz less than a wk ago, I made vicious remarks on my fellow students, ppl who haf been fighting alongside w me thr out the last 6 yrs of schooling, ppl who haf abandoned their homeland to come and endure the strangeness and stupidity of S'pore. ppl who, if not for their intriguing intelligence and competence, haf helped push me work for the best in the name of competition. in fact, the very same species of them had helped also in sports and arts. very remarkable indeed. yes. i LOVE THEM!!! i was really silly to make those imbecile remarks!!! nevermind dat one of their kind had laughed at our stupidity in a forum (we R stupid, ain't we?). he apologised the politically correct way (juz as i'm doing), and a lot of his kind spoke up and said they loveD s'pore (i'm also doing it! yeah!!!) and our stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall i elaborate on the above? maybe i shd. after all, i shd make my sincerity felt, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink s'poreans r indeed very grateful for their contributions in sports. juz 2 days ago, i had my regular kickboxing session in pgp MPH. yup, as a regular cse, we usually had the whole hall to ourselves. but dat thurs, we let 2/3 of the hall to 2 ah tiongs who were playing badminton. well, it's an act of graciousness, we shd embrace them w open arms, shdn't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my, r they skilful. they played w/o a net and one of them was wearing jeans. in fact, they played so well, none of them moved from their central spot in their side of the hall. it seemed dat they had control of the shuttlecock dat automatically went straight to their racket. if only i haf dat kind of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, of cse there's the competition they've brought us. y...? they've even brought out the BEAST in us. let's not tok abt the academic field, for we s'poreans all noe dat it's a battle all lost (maybe we even paid a high price, but dat's beside the pt...). instead, let's look at the daily routine, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermz... i had an exp from a fren on nus shuttle bus. she was small and supposedly agile, but she couldn't get off the bus cos a cheenapok w an ultra humongous bag blocked the whole of the aisle. my... i wld say dat she wasn't competitive enuf, after all the yrs of training from the 2nd cls citizens. if i were she, i'd start off w the Intermediate Close Combat Training i learned from the army (now, something of use...). i dun mean i'll beat him up, but i'll juz pin him to the ground. or i could use the dark methods (well, Sun Zi strategy said 'Ice not tired of being fried', and he IS from china, ain't he? no... not Sun Yan Zi... she's local...). like, i could help the PRC lighten his load, and at the same time help his over-sized bag slim down. it's easy, isn't it? s'porean juz ain't creative enuf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and speaking of creativity, dun these ppl bring in new ideas as well? they're very open-minded too. in fact, the guy at the terminal near me juz viewed porn in his pc. btw, i'm in the library. haiz... shy guys like me do it in pte lor... and they lurve to share also. in fact, they dun mind us overhearing their phone conversation in the library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and they're very gd in chi, which is wat we're bad at! in fact, ppl from SAP sch supposedly studying 'HIGHER CHINESE' dun even understand chinese, according to them. we really shd look forward for them to bring our standards up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i suppose the authorities simply endorsed their presence, huh? another fren told me how they r subsidized in local uni. they r such precious babes dat the sch will rather hike the fees of local students than of them, when most of those ah tiongs dun even need to pay for their fees (they wun feel the pain lor... cos they're TOUGH, ya noe...). and i suppose the increase in fees collected from us is given as grants for them too. wow... not only r our taxpayers paying for their studies, we students r also doing it. since no one is complaining, they muz b IMPT to our society. so impt, it's beyond my mortal mind to fathom. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all in all, we muz understand dat s'poreans r a gp of retards who'd embrace ppl who looked down on us. hehe.. gracious mah. in fact, it's so human to be so. Ren shi fan jian de, and we love to b trampled by ppl far inferior than us, yar? and after all, we're fathered (and mothered) by ppl from china, dun we? they're akin to our distant cousins, juz like ah meng and his family. (btw, ah meng IS A GAL...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, i hope my apology letter is sincere enuf. it mite not b as tot-provoking as i'd wish to be (can't blame me, s'poreans r BAD at ENGLISH too, unlike our british-accented cheenapokally ah tiongs), but still, it's from the bottom of my heart. AMEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: ziwei, dun mind sharing ur close encounter w the 'clever and competent' ones w me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111501380798779669?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111501380798779669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111501380798779669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501380798779669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501380798779669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/02/letter-of-apology-edited-27-feb-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111501253363028932</id><published>2005-02-21T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:19.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PRCs' 2nd Attempt On My Life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ermz... came to library to blog. haha... v bo liaoz rite? aniwaes, was writing a mail to the ethlonter. to terrorise their minds w my freakish and oddballish ideas. =P and then, halfway thru, this grp of PRC gals crowded around the terminal beside mine. ok... they were abt a meter away from me... but i nearly died from inflammation of the respiratory system and dire ulceration of anything on me in contact w the toxic fumes emitting from their mouths. wow! it's times three leh! aniwaes, i ssppose this is my afterlife blogging...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111501253363028932?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111501253363028932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111501253363028932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501253363028932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111501253363028932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/02/prcs-2nd-attempt-on-my-life-ermz.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111500979097109589</id><published>2005-02-20T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:18.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nearly Killed By PRCs' Poison Gas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;played badminton w xueli and co yest afternoon, in the hope of slimming down. haha... huifen shared a lot of her trip back to her hometown in China during CNY. ermz... juz some very mundane stuff, but still v entertaining tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pascal sent me a super absurd survey, one dat is mostly open-ended such dat it was like an exam. well, entered lotsa racist replies. hope he dun get too shocked=P i even added some racist remarks in my reply mail back to him. hmm... tho his survey was more of a chore, but i had a great time filling in the details on my hatred for PRC scholars. this was definitely saucier than fred's politically correct survey. (they shd b taking the same module bah, how else will they do a survey w a same theme?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... then, had my 1st mid-term test yesterday. was in LT + free seating. was as usual, alone cos no one was seated directly beside me. then, juz seconds b4 the test started, 2 PRCs came and filled in the empty seats. (wow... how touching. no one except PRCs wanna sit beside me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i dun mind, cos my policy had always been, JUZ DUN TREAD ON MY TOES. but dat stupid PRC right beside me had such a hell of a STINKO MOUTH. and he kept tokking to his fren (which wasn't allowed) during the test. if he has no $$$ to buy liang teh, he can juz &lt;strong&gt;DRINK WATER&lt;/strong&gt;. pgp has water cooler dat provides endless amt of FREE water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, each time he released the toxic fumes, my mind was fogged w tots of death. so much for a simple test which was supposed to take an ave student 30 min. i took a full hr, min b4 the test ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i expressed my disgust rather openly. half the time i sat face (and body) turned away from them (need fresh air...). so obvious rite, in the LT seat. the invigilator was standing beside me. din see his rxn, but i suppose he would haf sensed my hostility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w this incident in mind, i ended pascal's survey in 'other comments' w:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRCs shd leave cos their country is big enough to feed them. they shd stop polluting my motherland w their STINKING, freakish communist ideas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered how ppl from the same roots can face each other w such enmity? juz look at their &lt;strong&gt;stinking attitude&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: and i begged pascal in the e-mail to not to fwd the survey to ISB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111500979097109589?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111500979097109589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111500979097109589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111500979097109589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111500979097109589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/02/nearly-killed-by-prcs-poison-gas.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111500900196590425</id><published>2005-02-13T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:18.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PRCs &amp; China-Chinese R The Same&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;the topic abt PRCs vs local students came up again in ST today. hmmm... the theme was dat they r too good in studies dat it roused envy, jealousy and such from local students, and dat the this was the stem of the conflict between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't seem dat i haf a dislike for/envy to ppl like trina kok and such. the crux of the problem lies in their attitude, their high and mighty ego. met up w peipei and xueli yesterday for a cuppa (i had two, haha... went all hyper whole nite). peipei decribed her experience in shanghai and turned out dat the behavior of the ppl there fit the 'stereotype' we haf for PRCs. and all along i tot dat they were like dis cos they were scholars, dat their attitude was due to their sense of superiorism. no... it's their culture. we shdn't discriminate them cos it's in their bones. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had bbq at e coast w family, celebrating my grandma's bday. hmmm... dat's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111500900196590425?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111500900196590425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111500900196590425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111500900196590425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111500900196590425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2005/02/prcs-china-chinese-r-same-topic-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111488402189320465</id><published>2004-12-20T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:18.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;There R MLMs Dat Cheats Naive Ppl Like ME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I went for this interview last fri for events coordinator and was told dat they'd contact me if i'm selected for the 2nd interview and it was supposed to b on today morning. so... when no news came after sat afternoon, when the working hrs for the day closed, i tot there was no hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, they called me at 8.30 to go for the 9.s0 interview. of cos, i was late for dat and had to rush down in cab... spent $10... so exciting! first successful interview. there were a lot of ppl and most were v young, waiting for 'o'. then i was intro to my 'trainer' who was supposed to bring me into the working environment for the day. and i was brought to somerset TO SELL CHARITY TICKETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no... there was no wrong in doing charity work, if i did it out of charity. but... wasn't we supposed to be doing events coordinator job? y are we doing hard-selling stuff? the interviewer last wk said very straight-forwardly dat there was no direct selling. we were supposed to b juz coordinators, helping ppl set up roadshows and such. and wat am i doing in somerset SELLING CHARITY TICKETS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes... dat trainer (bala) told me (and the ppl he approached) dat we weren't doing sales. we are helping to raise funds. the tickets are not sold, but were receipts for donation. well, i can accept dat, but the spirit of hardselling is there. no... i'm not someone who can go chasing after ppl, pleading like a pathetic homeless dog for sales, even for charity. if i can do such stuff, i would haf gone for the numerous interviews on offer... and would haf grabbed the job i was offered regarding selling beauty products... in an MLM firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of MLM... it juz occured to me that yes... ppl doing MLM REFUSE to acknowledge dat they are selling stuff, that they are salesman in sugar coating. i mean, u r selling stuff. u r hardselling stuff... u r going after ppl to psycho them to buy ur stuff. if this isn't selling, wat is it? and then, bala told me dat the hierachy goes dat an operator rises to a leader, to an asst manager and manager, and dat can be accomplished in a matter of mths, provided dat u have exceled in ur sales. now... this sounds familiar... isn't this MLM structure? the prospects of rising up THEIR corporate ladder and earning such quick bucks dat one can own 2 condos in 8 mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prospects are, yes, nice, but it's darwinian complex. now... wat's dat? 4 eg, ppl buy toto for the prospect of striking it. and yes, there were ppl who really won millions. this is the glorious part. everybody's attn has been drawn to the winners, and bedazzled by the prospects of winning, but everyone has missed out on the point dat in contrast to the few big winners ever known, there were millions and billions of betters past and present who has never won even close to $1000, not to mention $1 million. so is the case of lucky draw? the number of coupons ever received by all the series of pu wei zhi ye muz have filled a few swimming pool, in contrast to those that were drawn to fill a shoebox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore, such jobs do not suit all ppl (like me), and i suppose it shd suit ppl who has been in normal working environment w stable communication within colleagues. i mean, i din really haf the chance to get to noe the others. however, dat's not my pt. with communication comes politics, and this is where ppl learns how to deal w ppl. so... w such prior experience, a salesman can face different 'faces of ppl' better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, the main point of dispute and my reason of frustraion is the fact that i was cheated, and so do the other job hopefuls. the newpaper said "wanted 80 young ppl as coordinators for concerts and road shows". definition: coordinators, ppl who plan and set up. no hard selling involved. this job goes to the marketing dept. concerts: we muz tink SHE, or at least esplanade or Jade. road shows, we muz tink shopping malls' promotion stage w MCs, at least at the roadside w a tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do i get at the first interview? no... 'we're doing mostly roadshows than concerts. in fact, concerts are rare'. 'NO... no direct selling, dat's for sure.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on my training day, wat do i get? i get to lower my dignity and hover among crowds and haunt the passer-bys with my book of tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, we weren't told of the truth rite from the moment i bought the newspapers. and bala told me that they onli told us when we reached the 'workplace' (for us, dat is somerset) because they firm was cautious dat the interviewees will let the news out and influence others from applying the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from wat little i learn abt the law, isn't this MISINTERPRETATION? ppl were led on to work for them free for a day (yes, we r not paid on the training day, but we're supposed to show 'sales result' to ensure that we will b selected). i sense foul play. foul play in playing w loopholes. and for ppl like me who are v objectionable to hardselling, i was totally decieved. DECEIVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i sit b4 the laptop w aching legs and burning face from the scorching sun and of cos, blushing w embarassment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111488402189320465?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111488402189320465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111488402189320465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111488402189320465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111488402189320465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2004/12/there-r-mlms-dat-cheats-naive-ppl-like.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12401165.post-111488354991882489</id><published>2004-12-06T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T09:17:17.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOD Has NO Rights To Tell Us To Give Birth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I didn't intend to blog today... nor the days b4 now. but i came across this statment in Straits Times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Added Mr Tan Thuan Seng, president of Christian group Focus on the Family Singapore: &lt;strong&gt;'People are more selfish now, because of the focus on individual freedom and pleasure."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I noe wat's the problem w this RELIGIOUS guy? he tinks his own ideals mean everything? wat is selfish? isn't bringing a child into the world w/o the ability to rear them selfish? &lt;em&gt;"oh... i love children, so i want to have 12, even tho i dun haf the capability to even provide for 1... i feel good to have a GOD's creation..."&lt;/em&gt; how idiotic can ppl get? why give birth to a child when u noe he will suffer? why? it wasn't as tho there's no ultra-scan or pre-natal tests... some ppl r so pro-life that they want to torture lives w their 'ideals'. spare them from the suffering! spare the taxpayers w the burden! spare us from the stupid idea dat some omnipotent being created human beings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12401165-111488354991882489?l=zenovshatelist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/feeds/111488354991882489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12401165&amp;postID=111488354991882489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111488354991882489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12401165/posts/default/111488354991882489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zenovshatelist.blogspot.com/2004/12/god-has-no-rights-to-tell-us-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>I never saved anything for the trip back, do you?</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
