okay. nothing much to blog today. not in the mood, i suppose. but quick update. in short, terse sentences. 2 days to go before i'm gone for 2 weeks. signed my contract of employment. watched Gilmore Girls (yes, this is a big event in my otherwise boring, no-life life.) and that's about it.

i'm gone.

Which car are you?

hmmm... the last car test i took, i was a Porsche... now i'm a Ferarri... why can't i just be a boring Jeep?? I'd love to be a jeep!!

:: Today's Post ::
[22:42] :aH_LYn: i wanna blog!!!
[22:42] :aH_LYn: but my brain cannot churn out anything...
[22:42] :aH_LYn: i mean.. in my mind.. i know what i wanna say... wanna write..
[22:43] :aH_LYn: but when it comes to actually writing it... nothing comes out...
[22:43] :aH_LYn: *pouts*
[22:43] :dyeTiReDz: *mwakz*

that more or less sums up what's happening in my head now... can't think enough to blog properly.

went IKEA. spent money. walked alot. now tired.

Take the What Type of Friend are You? quiz

aye... that i am... that i am.... (no shame!)

:: My Dad is Weird ::
ai'ight... my dad is way weird!! you guys will never in a million years guess what i found him doing today! okay... brace yourselves... here it is...

he was boiling a tiger's penis in one of the pots!!!

yea... how disgusting is that?!?! *makes face* how utterly revolting! And after that…he delicately picked up said penis and placed it into the spaghetti jar that he specially bought… and dumped 2 bottles of brandy into it… bleahz… I am still very much nauseated.

And now it’s sitting in the wine cupboard… soaking up all the er, ‘nutrients’ that a tiger’s dick has…

Whatever floats his boat…

:: End of a Chapter ::
Alas, yesterday marked my official last day coaching at the Republic of Singapore Yacht Club... and expected, I’m feeling a little lost... *pointed look* no... not that kind of usual lostedness... but a sense of... I don't know... I can't think of the word for it just yet...

Andrew beep beeped me a few days ago... sending the usual quick Hi's and such, and he ended by asking me if I was still busy with the kids. *sigh* I wish! I really, really do... I admit, I’ll be the first to say that they are monsters!!! They are, indeed! But that doesn't erase the fact that for a few of them, I’ve been teaching for close to 2 years... and it's gotten to the point where we're really like friends? They share problems with me, complain about their parents... and other kiddy stuff... I definitely can't forget the time when Francis tried to tell me about the episode of Pokemon he'd watched earlier that morning... and I didn't have an inkling what he was going on about... I didn't even know when to laugh!!

And the kid's parents! They’re great... always there on weekends to support their kids... and when I bring the kids out for races... the parents are there... ALWAYS... without fail, come rain or shine. And we're talking about allot of time here... one regatta spends over 2 days... and each day about 6-8 hours... and these support groups are there! My own parents don't even know the fundamentals of dinghy racing. 'nuff said. And we (the instructors) get invites to functions that they hold. Be it a normal dinner, fishing trips to Malaysia, or even line-dancing (yes, that invite came yesterday)!! I’m sure going to miss that...

But most of all... it's got to be the friends I made over the years at the club. The friendly camaraderie with the marina people... the affable bickering with Desmond and Kelly… Shu Fen and Ken… Eddie (I want my whipped potato!)… Mark, and maybe even Todd… just maybe…

And I’m going to miss the feeling of stepping into the club, and knowing almost everyone, and where almost everyone knew me. It’s like, a sense of belonging?

So yesterday, I closed that chapter of the book I call life… not willingly, or full-heartedly, but it’s closed, anyway. And like any good chapter in any book, one can always go back to it. I’m already planning my return to the club during the RSYC Regatta… that’s in July, so it’s not too long a wait…

Till then, my friends… till then…

Oh yea, Dsmond… I want my cert!!! *angry look* heee...*big hug*

:: Pre-flight Jitters ::
i fly next friday. most people know this. but just earlier, i was watching the telly, and baywatch was on. it was this re-run where Cody and April were taking a flight to New York. the plane crashed. 'nuff said.

it probably sounds crazy. i know... it's what i've been telling myself too... people fly all the time. diana just flew 13hrs two way to Paris. andrew does that every week between sydney and melbourne. alasdair does it almost every weekend with his stincts between langkawi and here. david just came in from canada. even my dad is guilty of clocking in tons of Kris flyer points. so what's the deal?

i don't know. maybe it's been the whole she-bang of the Sept 11 incident? or the fact that planes, well, crash? i can swim as well as the next person. my lifesaving certification is still valid. and i know my way around a liferaft, thanks to my lectures in seamanship. *rolls eyes* but. yes, big but. i really don't want anything to happen? duh. neither did everyone else involved in plane accidents.

this is the first time i'm gonna be flying with the Malaysian Airlines. first time i don't fly direct to anywhere. which means i have to transit in KL. by myself. okay, i'm kinda freaking out. so? wouldn't you?

:: Guestblog ::
Cowabunga to all,

dun exactly noe wad to tok about... so i will just tok about myself.

being the dun-noe-number-what guestblogger of the founded one, it doesnt make me any special. im yr average desmond, doing average teenage stuff. er... think im retiring as a teen soon. almost in ma 20s.

like doing stuff for the adrenaline rush. biking, boarding, sailing. will be picking up kitesurfing soon. wads it about? check out www.cabrinhakites.com. its been in hawaii for some time already. me startin to pick it up.... if
any of ya guys out there interested. can hook u up to some.

listens to Godsmack, Static X, C-Town, Everclear, the kinda songs which have a gd rhythm to ride to, or just says all about what is in me. whats in me?? confusion, lost, misguided soul. im still looking for my directions...

gettin one soon.... 12th june 2002. BMTC School 2 is where im headin.

how i got to know lyn? classmates.

dun exactly have a blog. nor a webpage. but i do hang out online. under UIN:1612999, iRC: CaBRiNHa, email: dezimondo@yahoo.com.sg. shout me down a holler.

live it up.

Love: Desmond

BORED!!!

leeched this off my ij sista again...

Which Nicole Kidman are you?

:: TV Night ::
okay kids... tonight is TV NIGHT!!! we've got the all new season of ALLY MCBEAL srarting at 10, and the GILMORE GIRLS are back on our screens for their second season at 11!! woooooooooohoooooooooo! only on 5! remember to tune in~!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SASA!!!

:: I'm weird, I know... ::
okay... i'm officially stressed... and what do i do? i burn CDs... that's right folks.. i burn songs that i want to listen to while studying, songs that'll relief stress... i call'em the [Stressbuster Collection]! i'm now on volume 5...

my godbrother Ryan just told me i'm hella weird... *grin* i know..

so what do you do when you're stressed?

:: Rantings... ::
that's right... i'm gonna rant again... i just realise that i do this alot when i'm stressed... i just go on and on and on about nothing... something like what i'm doing now... i have a point... question is, am i getting to it? i will, i will... i swear... just give me a minute...

i'm down with a horrible cough and scratchy throat... and i hate this! especially before a paper... it makes concerntration all the more harder... *pui* and it's hard to think straight... i can't even enjoy my Ribena... and i find that no matter how much i study... how much i try to implant those seeds of knowledge into my useless excuse for a brain... it doesn't stay!!! arrgh!

on another note... Doris, my SAFYC pal, just left last night for the beautiful island of Bali... yes ladies and gentlemen... she's just joined Club Med... the lucky bitch... hehehe... here's a shout to her! enjoy yourself, girl! i've got GKA come june.... grrrrrr....

i hope dye's back is better...

and on a much, much better note... i fly next friday!!! woooooooooohoooooooo!! how did time pass so fast? back when i was planning it... the trip seemed ages away... and now... it's just next week!!

oh well... i've got a paper tomorrow night... so i suppose i should get more studying done...in the meantime, don't kill yourselves!

heheheh... nicked this off Suko...


Which movie heroine are you?

:: Guestblog ::
Yay! I've finally been invited to write on IJ Sista's blog. Whoa, I feel like a celebrity but I digress. Hmmz, I suppose since the previous few Guestbloggers started off with a mini introduction, I probably should follow suit but HECK NO, you gotta visit my blog to know more. –sheepish grin-

Anyway you would probably be wondering why I call Lynnette IJ Sista and that's cos she's from one of the 11 CHIJ schools in Singapore just like me and the nick just stuck. Yep, I don't know her in real life but I suppose I would met her one fine day to collect the Rocky Road chocolates that she's going to get for me from Darrell Lea when she goes Aussie next week right? =P And I'm glad she's been willing to share little pieces of her life with me even though she doesn't know me very well and it's amazing how we often get the same results for those online personality tests that we are so fond of doing. =) (Yes this is going to be a soppy, sentimental piece)

I don't really know what else I should yak in here but I suppose if you ain't sure, then shuddup, therefore I shall return this little space to IJ Sista and try to start hitting the books. *sighz*

Love: Wanida

:: nicked it off my ij sista's... ::
You are so the one that people envy. You are: quirky, intelligent, fun, caring, cool, responsible, and most importantly, yourself. Who wouldn't wanna be you?!? You know how to have a good time, but you also know where to draw the line. You're known for your little oddities and being maybe a little too peppy, but frankly, you're cool with it. See, you're confident and headstrong so you're not going to be deterred by anything or anyone. Your values are very important to you, so that's why family comes first. You may not be best friends with your mom like Rory is with Lorelai, but you at least try to keep her informed. It's good to know that you don't consider your mom to be the Wicked Bitch of the West!

i've always, always loved the Gilmore Girls!!! *sigh* if only i had that kind of relationship with my mom...

IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS

I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the towns-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day. As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, "I will work for food." My heart sank. I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness and disbelief. We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind. We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call some response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him. I made some purchases at a store and got back in my car. Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: "Don't go back to the office until you've at least driven once more around the square." And so, with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the square's third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the storefront church, going through his sack. I stopped and looked.
Feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the corner seemed to be a sign from God: an invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest visitor.
"Looking for the pastor?" I asked. "Not really," he replied, "just resting."
"Have you eaten today?"
"Oh, I ate something early this morning."
"Would you like to have lunch with me?"
"Do you have some work I could do for you?"
"No work," I replied. "I commute here to work from the city, but I would like to take you to lunch."
"Sure," he replied with a smile.

As he began to gather his things, I asked some surface questions.
"Where you headed?"
"St. Louis."
"Where you from?"
"Oh, all over, mostly Florida."
"How long you been walking?"
"Fourteen years," came the reply.
I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, "Jesus is The Never Ending Story." Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in life. He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences. Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large tent and some equipment. A concert, he thought. He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival services, and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life over to God. "Nothing's been the same since," he said, "I felt the Lord telling me to keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now."
"Ever think of stopping?" I asked. "Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the best of me. But God has given me this calling. I give out Bibles. That's what's in my sack. I work to buy food and Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads." I sat amazed. My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a mission and lived this way by choice.
The question burned inside for a moment and then I asked:
"What's it like?"! "What?" "To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show your sign?"
"Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments. Once someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread
and made a gesture that certainly didn't make me feel welcome. But then it became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts of other folks like me." My concept was changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his things. Just outside the door, he paused. He turned to me and said, "Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in." I felt as if we were on holy ground. "Could you use another Bible?" I asked. He said he preferred a certain translation.
It traveled well and was not too heavy. It was also his personal favorite. "I've read through it 14 times," he said. "I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and see." I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and he seemed very grateful. "Where you headed from here?" "Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon." "Are you
hoping to hire on there for awhile?" "No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star right there needs a Bible, so that's where I' m going next." He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two hours earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and unloaded his things. "Would you sign
my autograph book?" he asked. "I like to keep messages from folks I meet." I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a verse of scripture from Jeremiah," I know the plans I have for you," declared the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a future and a hope." "Thanks, man,"
he said. "I know we just met and we're really just strangers, but I love you." "I know," I said, "I love you, too." "The Lord is good!" "Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone hugged you?" I asked. "A long time," he replied. And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend and I embraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed. He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said," See you in the New Jerusalem." "I'll be there!" was my reply. He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bedroll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, "When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?" "You bet," I shouted back," God bless." "God bless." And that was the last I saw of him.
Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold front had settled hard upon the town. I bundled up and hurried to my car. As I sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them... a pair of well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the handle. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his hands would stay warm that night without
them. I remembered his words: "If you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?" Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry. "See you in the New Jerusalem," he said. Yes, Daniel, I know I will...

NB: i know i'm not known to you as a fanatic .. but it just gave me a strange feeling when i read the story...tat's why i posted it here instead of my own blog .. have a good week ahead everyone and yes.. God Bless us all ~dye

You’re Michelle Branch! You’re the ‘girl nextdoor’ type of gal. You’ve got a down-to-earth feel about you, and you’re not afraid to be original. You’re still trying to find yourplace in life, but that doesn’t mean you’re not enjoying the trip. Rich and famous? Sure! But you’re not gonna let that go to your head.

What Kind of Pop Princess Are You? Quiz by Jonah

If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it will always be yours. If it doesn't come back, it was never yours to begin with. But, if it just sits in your living room, messes up your stuff, eats your food, uses your telephone, takes your money, and doesn't appear to realize that you had set it free....... You either married it or gave birth to it.

:: Bored, and Waiting ::
hey kids! i'm now sitting at my friend, Kelly's machine at the Republic of Singapore Yacht Club... bored outta my mind, actually... waiting for her to be done with whatever it is Events Coordinators have to do... *yawn* *double yawn* so once she's done, we can proceed down to get my free Brewerkz beer *big smile at that* and go see some kick ass boats!! woooohooooooo!!

there are currently 32 boats exhibiting at the on-water display at the RSYC... many many beautiful, gorgeous, BIG BIG boats... hehehe... but instead of giving all those beauties on the water my full concerntration, i find myself thinking how how things will be like a month from now... when i'm done with my coaching stinct here at the club...

the friendships forged here will never be forgetten, and will always be carried close to the heart... but somehow, i doubt if i will be able to just be able to strut into the club in the future, and feel like i truely belong here... can i still feel comfortable walking past the guardhouse out front? to just climb up the stairs and walk into the management office... even if it's just to find a chit chat partner? i don't think so... i suppose i will always be welcomed back here.. i mean, i have only been here for 2 years... *rolls eyes*

but it's gotta do with me... how i personally feel... i'll be working for the SAFYC come may... and well... the clubs may not exactly be arch rivals, but they're still competitors in the same field... so it's kinda like... *shrugz* i'm no longer in the inner circle of the RSYC staff... sigh... i sure will miss this place to bits...

so here's a big shout to Ken, Desmond, Kelly... the wonderful events people, who have made my coaching stinct at the club so wonderful... (they give great support!) to Shufen... photographer extrodinaire for the wondrful photo CDs during the many regattas and the support rendered over the years... and many others at the club...

if i haven't already mentioned this... I'M GONNA MISS YOU ALL!!! each and every single one of you... and i swear, i promise, i will keep in contact... and we will work together in future... if not for the same company, then at least on the same events...

Cheers mate!

guys... who is she, again? *blank stare*

:: Lego Church ::
you guys absolutely have to check out this church!! it's so, so gorgeous!!! do check out ALL the photos... you won't regret it... especialy if you're a Lego buff... thanks Fitzy, for the link...

:: My Dad ::
tonight, i dedicate this post to my dad. that's right. he turns 49 today, and although he's not the best dad around, i just want to say, I LOVE YOU, DADDY!

that's my dad in his younger days... quite a looker, don't you think? people tell me i look like him all the time *hint hint* hahahaha... but yea... according to my mom, he was one of the yan-daos back then... actually, he doesn't look too bad now... really! he doesn't! those of you who have seen him before will know what i mean...

anyhow... i hardly get to spend time with my dad anymore, and sometimes i do miss him... it's tough spending time with him, maybe it's partly my fault, too... *shrugz* he comes home from work late each night... has a quick dinner (if he hasn't already eaten) then goes to his room to watch the telly or read the papers... he dedicates his weekends to golf and nothing else... which is why i don't see him much... except in the morning when the whole family wakes and gets ready to start the day... but that doesn't really count... noone is awake enough to hold a proper conversation!

but i have my memories... my dad wasn't always this busy with his life... i remember...back when i was still in primary school... dad would always be the first one up, wash up, then rouse me from my sleep in the wee hours of the morning... after which he would proceed to the kitchen to make ME breakfast! even though we had a maid, dad still did these things for me... so each morning after doning my school uniform, a nice, hot breakfast would be waiting for me... though i didn't appreciate it much then... now that i think about it (and when dad doesn't do it any longer), i realise how much i miss it... or how much of his love and concern was showered on me... i used to detest my breakfast... felt it was the same, boring old thing each and every single day... this may sound cliche... but... it's true. you don't really know the value of something till you lose it. that's how i feel about my dad's breakfasts... my brother will never know this feeling, coz dad never made him any...

i miss dad's breakfasts...

back to basics... as son as i have this new layout figured out... i'll plug in the links... be patient!

:: Cute Pig ::

oh! isn't it just adorableeeeee?!?! thanks to Jon for this...

:: Blah Blah Blah ::
okay, i'll admit, i've been slacking off writing here, and i mean really writing! not just posting... but actually sitting down to write properly...i'll put it down to exam stress, and all that... ooohh... i can't wait for the 2 weeks to be up... then i'll be off for my much awaited holiday (for the past 2 years!)... yay!

but more than my holiday, i'm looking forward to actually starting work... you know? where i have to get up in the wee hours of the morning, and squeeze in the rush hour traffic with the rest of Singapore... walk around like a zombie (i don't function till after 12 noon!)... that kinda thang... *grin* ai'ight, i shure am looking forward to that...

on another note, today is the opening of the Boat & METS Asia 2002 Exhibition... where members of the boating/sailing community gather, where the boat builders and the likes exhibit their wares... and all those gorgeous, gorgeous boats!! *beams* i've got my complimentary tix... have you got yours? also, there will be an on-water display at the Republic of Singapore Yacht Club and an Optimist Sailing 'performance' held on Sunday... that's right... my kids will be sailing and they will show you that sailing isn't just for adults... that kids can do it just as well, if not better!! so bring your children down as well...

:: How to stop people from bugging you to get married ::
Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

:: Good One ::
Right before Christmas I was rushing around trying to get some last-minute shopping done. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of the Christmas season right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking as I was loading my car up with gifts that I felt obligated to buy. I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to the mall entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly enough, he was holding a hundred-dollar bill in his hand. Thinking he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong.

He told me his sad story. He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and four sisters. His father had died when he was 9 years old. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full-time jobs. She made very little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save two hundred dollars to buy her children Christmas presents. The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take the bus home. He had not even entered the mall, Then an older boy grabbed one of the hundred-dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help? " I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you? " I queried.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loud did you scream? " I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me!" as if he were speaking to God.

I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for help.

So I grabbed his other hundred and ran to my car.

[got this in the mail from nev... and i have to say, even though it was unexpected, and i'll admit to have laughed at it at first, the whole selfishness, unhumaness and horrible-ness of it just irks me... i mean. somewher, someone has probably just done the exact same thing! the bastards! so, if you're one of those... you deserve to burn in Hades!]

:: Guestblog ::
Well it has come to that time in my busy schedule where i can finally fit in Lyn's [guest blog]. Joking. First, allow me to plug my own blog, Heaven Freezes. Which is a collaborative effort between me and my girlfriend. Which explains this [guest blog]. Cos my girlfriend is Frances, also Lyn's best friend :-) A little about me. I'm Caucasian. Sorry, not my fault. My full name is Stephen Graeme Fitzpatrick. I'm Australian and proud of it. Politically i'm non-conservative and left wing. I belive like Paul Keating that Australia's future lies with better integration with the Asia region.

Now for the controversial bit:
Fitzy's Theory of Singaporeans:
Your all crazy, i blame it on the weather. I used to live up in the
topic also. Damn near went mad myself. My mum certainly did i
know that.

and to finish TODAY marks six months for Frances and I :-) Love you babe.

Peace.

Love: Fitz

:: Marriage ::
i know i know... these tests are a bit of an overkill... but some are so accurate, it's kinda freaky... so i'm posting up my results, and you can see for yourselves... doesn't look like i'd be good wifey material...

Here is your analysis...

How will you choose your Mr Right?
You will make the most of being able to shop around for Mr Right. You love your freedom and will have a lot of fun learning about what sort of man you like. When you do find the guy for you, nobody will be able to keep you away from the church.

Who will be your future Mr Right?
Your real-life hero will be manly. He'll be dependable, even financially. He will protect you and always respect your feelings. He'll probably be quite a bit older than you.

When will you get married?
As soon as you fall in love, you'll want to grab your man and hang on to him. You will probably marry very young, so it would be wise of you to think carefully before committing.

What sort of wife will you be?
You are a bit tricky. You might pretend to be a sensitive and caring wife in his eyes, but you'll be ready to laugh at him behind his back and eventually you may even leave him for another man.

Will you and your husband have fun together?
You and your spouse will choose to spend time on more romantic activities. You won't end up quite as healthy, but you'll have plenty of fun going out for drinks, watching concerts or playing cards at home with other friends.

What will your children be like?
Your kids will be quiet and won't give you a hard time - they'll be a joy to have around. However, you should teach them to be stronger and more confident in themselves. Otherwise they might grow up to be losers.

How loyal are you?
You get along very well with most guys. Sometimes your friendliness misleads others to think that you're a bit of a flirt, but actually you've got a loyal heart. You'll never have eyes for anyone except your beloved husband.

:: The Real You ::

Here is your analysis...

You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you.

You really care about other people's feelings and are quite serious about the issues that affect your life. You are sincere, and your concern for the well-being of others makes many people want to be your friend.

You strictly follow rules, and you expect other people to as well. People can get tired of you easily, as you can make them feel a little guilty about themselves. You always make decisions on your own, and can be dismissive of other people's advice. You like to be the leader in groups, but can forget to be concerned about the people you are with.

Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right?

Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.

my my my... *ponders in thought* reads exactly like Diana's... find your real you?

:: Work Style ::

Here is your analysis...

You are friendly, adaptable and a realist. You rely on what you see, hear, and know first-hand. You good-naturedly accept and use the facts around you. You look for a satisfying solution instead of trying to impose any "should" or "must" of your own. You are sure a satisfying solution will turn up once you have grasped all the facts.

You solve problems by being adaptable, and often can get other to adapt, too. People generally like you well enough to consider any compromise you suggest. You are unprejudiced open-minded, and tolerant of most everyone-- including yourself. You take things as they are and thus may be very good at easing a tense situation and pulling conflicting factions together.

You are actively curious about objects, scenery, activities, food, people, or anything new presented to your senses. Your expert abilities in using your senses may show in:

- a continuous ability to see the need of the moment and turn easily to meet it
- the ability to absorb, apply and remember great numbers of facts
- an artistic taste and judgement
- the handling of tools and materials.

With your focus on the current situation and realistic acceptance of what exists, you can be gifted problem solvers. Because you are not necessarily bound by a need to follow standard procedures or preferred methods, you are often able to see ways of achieving a goal by "using" the existing rules, systems, or circumstances in new ways, rather than allowing them to be roadblocks.

You make your decisions by using the logical analysis of thinking rather than the more personal values of feeling. Your thinking enables you to crack down when the situation calls for toughness, and also helps you grasp underlying principles. You learn more effective in actual situations than on written tests. Abstract ideas and theories are not likely to be trusted by you until you have been tested in experience. You may have to work harder than other people to achieve in school, but can do so when you see the relevance.

You do best in careers needing realism, action, and adaptability. Examples are engineering, police work, credit investigation, marketing, health technologies, construction, production, recreation, food services, and many kinds of troubleshooting.

You are strong in the art of living. You get a lot of fun out of life, which makes you good company. You enjoy your material possessions and take the time to acquire you. You find much enjoyment in good food, clothes, music, and art. You enjoy physical exercise and sports, and usually are good at these.

How effective you are depends on how much judgment you acquire. You may need to develop your feeling so that they can use your values to provide standards for your behavior, and direction and purpose in your lives. If your judgment is not developed enough to give you any character or stick-to-it-iveness, you are in danger of adapting mainly to your own love of a good time.

And a list of suitable careers...
"attorney; carpenter; coach; computer system analyst; construction worker; contractor; detective; emergency medical technician; engineer; entrepreneur; farmer; firefighter; management consultant; mechanic; military personnel; paramedic; performer; police officer; professional athlete; real-estate agent; sales representative; stockbroker; technician; transportation operator"

*raise eyebrow*

:: What's Your Personality Love Style? ::
more tests... pretty accurate... check it out!

Here is your analysis...

You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love, and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though; you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high.

:: Analysize Yourself ::
i have to say, this test really is pretty accurate... try it out!

Your view on yourself
You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.

The type of girl/boyfriend you are looking for.
You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship.
You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you meet that person.

The seriousness of your love.
You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?

Your views on education
Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.

The right job for you.
You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important; find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.

How do you view success?
You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Do not give up when you have not even started yet! Be courageous!

What are you most afraid of?
You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.

Who is your true self?
You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.

:: Nailed It ::
ai'ight! i nailed it!!! that's right, ladies and gentlement, i had a good Logistics paper today, yes siree! considering how much i studied, which isn't much really, i lucked out. most of what i studied came out in the paper, and for that i thank the good Lord for His many graces. i'll admit, if i flunked this paper big time, i'd have noone to blame but myself. i spent the weekend coaching instead of studying like the good student i'm supposed to be, and even went out to do the B Squad selections instead of staying ashore to study... but I NAILED IT!!! wooooohooooooooooooo!

so now i'm tired, but not really tired... which doesn't exactly make sense... but that's how i feel... im mentally tired, exhausted really, even writing how i'm feeling now is tiring me out... but the body is very much alive and energetic... so now i'm just sitting in front of the 'puter... with a dead mind... trying to find something to do... besides transport modeling (which is my next paper), that is... and noone is online for me to bother.. so there!

CONGRATS to Fran on getting a job! u go, girl!

my tummy hurts...

:: Exam Stress? ::
haven't been writing much... i'll put it down to 'woes of a student'... it's the exam period now... and i'm doing all the studying i can.. (note: i'm STUDYING, not revising!)

so that's me for the moment... might write more after my logistics paper later today... that's when i'll have a slight breather...

so... till later.. don't kill yourselves, folks!

p/s g'luck with the essay, alex!

Stuck between the sky and the ground, you lack the sudden impulse that Air has but are unable to root yourself down like Earth. Though you have troubles finishing projects, people can depend on you for the most part (even if it means pulling a few all-nighters).
On the plus side, you are extremely adaptable and thus can adjust to any situation. Sure, you might not like it, but it doesn't weigh you down.
Best Match: Fire, just enough 'oomph' to keep your interest.
Worst Match: Spirit, you'll be out the door before they make up their minds.

okay... i'm not really all that surprised... all my life i've know that Water has been my element... but i didn't really think that it'd be this time... the questions and answers didn't really indicate anything that remotely links anything to water...

:: Hibernation ::
yes yes... believe it or not, yours truely in hibernating for the winter... er.. i meant exam period... that's right... final exams are here once again, and i'm gonna hole myself up at home, or in the library, or whatever... starting today...

3 weeks to go...

:: The Perfect Husband ::
courtesy of Andrew...

wooooooooooohoooooooo!!! *drools*
yes, yes, i can be superficial at time... but i still stand by what i say, gimmie a sailor with a cute butt anyday!

:: more more quizzes ::

What do people say behind your back? Find out @ digitalcharisma

this is so not true!!! i'm a poor, struggling sailing instructor... without a penny to her name...

:: yes, i'm too lazy to write... ::

Are you a ho?

:: Raja Muda International Regatta 2002 ::
i wanna go for this!!! *jots the dates down in the palm pilot* i wanna, i wanna, i wanna!!! currently working on an all-girl crew with a sailing girlfriend... and as soon as we can find a willing skipper *looks to Chris to volunteer Cassandra*, we should be all set! oh yea... there's the little detail of actually applying for leave from the club... even before i start work!! *big smile* please, please Andrew!!!

for those who don't know what this regatta is... it's basically a race which has boats sailing from Port Kalng, to Lumut, to Penang and then to Langkawi *big smile at this*, held from the 15th - 23rd of November this year! a wonderful 9 days of excellent sailing! any girls interested?

more details here...

:: Paris ::
ai'ight! Diana just got in from Paris... the city of lurveeee... and this is what she has to say...

"Words to describe Paris: Doggie Poo,French Poodles,Staircase, Nose-in-the-air,Crepes,Escargots, Smelly"

i have nothing further to add... other than... i HATE bunkering!! why do i even have to study it? i'm not gonna be a bunker agent, supplier or whatever in future... grrrrrrrrr...

:: Quizzes... the return... ::


once again... i'm so like my ij sista...




and yet again... same same same... i'm starting to think she's my evil twin... *winks at ij sista*

:: Quizzes ::

What Flavor Icecream Are You?
yum!


More stuff that isn't accurate... which one of you out there would call me normal? *blink*

If I were a wine I would be...

:: Fact or Fiction ::
check this out at Unker Yeo's blog... i mean, are these aussies for real?

:: Guestblog ::
Alright, Lynette.
I am submitting this for [the guestblog]. Freshly ground droppings from my delusional brains. If you refuse it, I keel you. It's long, but if you read it, I think you'll like it, and if you don't, then it's like I said *waves finger across neck*:

Greetings to my fellow online pedophiles. Congratulations!! You are visiting the greatest thing ever to be conceived by a conscious/unconscious primate brain. Of course, I speak of this web site - created by Lynette. For the time being, I, Ryan, will be your content provider - invading the depths of your brains with my divinely gifted wisdom and experience, which ultimately amounts to a big pile of rabbit feces.

Now, before I begin my rant, I feel an introduction is in order. To begin, I am 24 years old (not so you'd notice it), I reside in Seattle (at present), I'm a dork, and I had the supreme opportunity to have seen Lynette waddling around in diapers! I am also, no thanks to my mom, her god brother. Additionally, I believe in very little when it comes to people's common perceptions of "the real world" - religion, politics and borders, to me, are fabrications of the primitive human mind used to complicate and limit our ability to reach the potential of an evolved human mind. History speaks for itself. Herstory, on the other hand, still has some potential.

Good evening... or morning... it's 12:05 in the AM and your watching Perspectives on the Ryan broadcasting network. I'm having a bit of trouble coming up with the will to induce sleeping chemicals, if such chemicals exist. I guess I'm a little anxious for school, or something. I've realized that I truly hate Economics, and wish it would die. If the world would simply gain all it's necessities from rubbing a magic lamp, then I think we could do away with this waste of space called Wall Street we have making or breaking so many fucking lives out there.

That must be why I feel do damned anxious, right now. I don't want to set foot in that Econ. class... I hate it. I hate the graphs, the charts, the constant group posters we have to make in order to learn "how the market works"... Jesus H. Christ!!!! It pisses me off when the people who come up with this shitty curriculum try to make something as simple as the economy so damned convoluted with "graphs", "charts", and "projections" to determine "demand" and "scarcity". Like I really give a rat's ass about how much "demand Bob has for apples at his apple stand", and "how much 'profit' he gains from the sales of said apples".

It's scenarios like that, which really bring me to the point of wanting to buy a pistol (which are readily available at any gun store, with the proper fake ID.... and the republicans say we have enough gun legislation... pish and fucking posh). You know, it'd be much more entertaining if the scenarios were a little raunchier, because, let's face it, in this day and age - raunchy shit will grab a person's attention, maybe excite the imagination's libido a little, and make an activity fun. For example, if questions about "Bob" and "his apples" were shifted to something more along the lines of "Big Poppa Joe Pimps" and his "Fly Bad Mamma Jamma Bitches" (sorry 'bout the bad slang... this is exactly why I don't get out much), then the whole scenario would not only be interesting, but it would open possibilities for all kinds of things.

Stories and plays about Big Poppa could be written. Big Poppa, could be a marketing vehicle/icon for Wall Street, and could serve to promote safe "relations", and drive that condom industry to record highs on the stock market... The point I'm trying to make, is the fact that all these fat cats who think they're running the show, lack one thing that would keep the world's spirit from completely turning into, as a dear friend put it, "a binary system"... That one thing, friends, is imagination. People who write text books, make laws, and run economies wouldn't know imagination if it bit them in the ass, and I'll tell you why... It scares the living hell out of them, because they know that if they add color to a world that is fast turning into a palette of gray hues, they will lose domination over the machinelike masses... They will lose the ability to control YOUR vote, YOUR right to choose, YOUR freedom of speech, YOUR freedom to live, YOUR sex life, YOUR freedom of imagination... YOUR FREEDOM... Why? Because people will begin to realize that fat cats pride themselves in hiding behind the smokescreen platitudes of Constitutions and Declarations, while systematically inducing fertile minds with prefabricated ideology based upon a foundation of corruption and self-serving interests that only serve in obliterating culture and individuality. But, then again, I guess it's "manifested" in this country's "destiny"... From sea to shining sea...

Anywho, to get back to economics, I don't like the class, and if you have a problem with that, feel free to wallow away in the satisfaction that must give you... Ta ta!!!

Love: Ryan

:: Seen & Heard ::
as heard on #rotiprata today...

[SexyBart] *burp*
[ur[cook]] aight
[ur[cook]] wasup dawg
[SexyBart] nothing mon... indomee some sausages and veggie
[SexyBart] excellenttttttt
[ur[cook]] aight
[ur[cook]] gourmet eating
[SexyBart] u know it baby
[ur[cook]] watch that waistline man
[ur[cook]] dun let it go below 45
[ur[cook]] or else we won't be able to recognise you when you come back for summer
[SexyBart] ehhh shit i knew there was something i forgot
[SexyBart] don get smart with me boy
[SexyBart] grrrrr
[Questor] lol
[ur[cook]] aw you know i love ya
[ur[cook]] *muak*
[ur[cook]] smell ya later man
[SexyBart] ehhhhhh save the loving dude....

ai'ight... these are my friends... but then again, it's considered very, very mild... wait till you've got Neville, Lewis, Unker Yeo, Lumpie and the whole gang getting into the mood... hahahaa... then you'll know what absolute crap is!

:: The Lost & The Misplaced ::
right... to your left, you'll see a pic of Desirée and i taken at the U Bar on wednesday... *grin* and if the next sentence makes sense to you... i applud thee... well, Desirée is the lostie of perth, and i'm the misplaced of singapore... what that means is that she's actually Misplaced and i'm Lostie, as known to friends... though really, i know not why... *innocent look*

granted... Desirée and i might not be in this world most of the time... we're on our own planets... in our own thoughts... but hey! once we decide to join our more common friends in their more common world... we are so there! *grin* 'tis a good thing that we're more often than not not in the same country, much less the same continent! *grin* don't get me wrong... i love that girl to bits... and it's always a blast to hang out with her... but well... put the two of us togerher... *grin* i really don't think the more common folks can handle it! hehehe... we're definately better in small doses, and consumed at seperate times...

Desirée has been so sweet, and offered me room and board during my short trip to perth... but since i'll be staying with Fran... *muah Desirée* i'll be hanging out lots with her come may, though... since she'll probably gonna be the only one that doesn't have exams! yay!

4 more weeks to go.... have made flight reservations already...

:: Mommy Blog ::
i chanced upon this blog that a certain blogger created, dedicated to her mom! how sweet is that? and seriously? it's absolutely hilarious! here's a snippet...

""Why are you such a nerd? Why do you have no friends?" she always asked before. "I do have friends. I'm just never allowed to go out with them." "Why not?" "Because you won't let me!" "Oh yeah." ---- "Why are you so ugly? Why am I so beautiful? How did I spawn such an ugly child?" "Thanks." "No, I'm serious! I'm gorgeous!" "..." "

hahaha... maybe i should come up with something like that for my mom... *ponders* then i'll spill all of her secrets and idiosyncrasies~!!! my mom can be hilarious at times... and she's definately crazy (which explains why i turned out the way i am... it's HER fault!) and funky! did you know that she line-dances, social-dances, plays the worst game of golf ever, and loves talking to the tv? *grin* yup yup! that's my mom in a nutshell...

:: More Quizzes ::
this test is specially dedicated to all the guys in my class... you the ultimate slackers, mon!!!

Take the What Kind of Slacker are you? Quiz


Man, you're just oh-so-cool. I bet everyone wants to be you huh?
Don't get too excited now, everyone knows I'm the coolest....you know it's true.

actually, i really don't think so... i chose the 'crazy' option in qn 10... but i'm still cool... dang~!

:: Ramblings... ::
was hanging out with Desirée yesterday at the U Bar in Pacific Plaza... had a bit of fun with her camera... shall post pics once i get them... she's gonna be heading back to perth come this sunday though, and i'm probably gonna miss her something crazy! *muaks misplaced* but that's alright...coz i'll see her come may!!

yup yup! you heard me right.... yours truely is gonna be going to AUSTRALIA first week of the fifth month... managed to squeeze a quikkie holiday there... and i'm sure it's gonna be a blast! wish i had time to go to Sydney, too though... but alas, that is not to be... i'm even gonna be missing my best friend Frances' and Desirée's birthdays... on the 16th and 17th of May respectively... bummer... but i start work on the 15th... and i'm cutting it real close by flying back on the 14th... *grin* but it's worth it... it's been more than a year since i last took a real holiday! sailing to foreign marinas don't count! neither does Malaysia or Indonesia... *grumble*

yup yup... so i'm excited about that... but on another note... ICAs (read: tests) start next week... for 2 weeks... before exams start proper... yes... there is a big difference between tests and exams... and that lasts for another 2 weeks... but my last paper is on the 2nd of may... wooooooooooooohoooooooooooooooo! and when i say my last paper, i mean it in the literal sense!! that's right ladies and gentlemen... Marine Insurance *bleahz* will be the last and final paper i'm gonna be sitting for in the Singapore Polytechnic!! *does the victory sign with left hand* after that, i fly to perth! *does victory sign with right hand*

and i bought a new pair of Reef flip-flops *jumps up and down like a do do bird* oooohhh yeaaaaaaaa.... life is good... until next week, that is.... until next week...

:: Crash in car given by dad kills new driver ::
"SINGAPORE -- A 20-year-old student died in her red BMW when it burst into flames after a crash on early on Tuesday morning.

Ms Chua Xing Ling, a third-year student at the Singapore Polytechnic, had attained her driving licence less than a year ago, and the BMW Three Series had been a gift from her father.

She was driving along Sungei Kadut Drive towards Kranji Way at about 12.10 am on Tuesday when the accident happened.

While negotiating a slight left bend, her car slammed into a curb, hit a tree, flipped over, and then careened down the road for almost 50 m, where it burst into flames.

She was killed while trapped in the car."

she was a schoolmate... i didn't know her at all, but when something like this happenes, especially in a close-knitt department like mine, it just hits you in the guts, and you feel it wrenching your insides. i mean, this is someone who would have graduated with me... someone who would step up to the podium to receive our diploma with me come july... and in a flitting moment, her life has ended, and she's no longer with us.

for a by-stander, someone who gave her an occassional smile of greeting in the corridors of lecture rooms... or casual chit chats, i feel a sudden loss for the schoolmate who no longer is... so i really can't imagine how her family would be feeling now... or her friends, classmates, maybe even a boyfriend? my deepest condolences goes out to them...

:: General Norman Schwartzkopf ::
hee hee... got this in the mail from Andrew today...

In a recent interview, General Norman Schwartzkopf was asked if he didn't think there was room for forgiveness toward the people who have harboured and abetted the terrorists who perpetrated the 9/11 attacks on America. His answer was classic Schwartzkopf.

He said, "I believe that forgiving them is God's function. Our job is simply to arrange the meeting."

:: Sunset bay ::
wooohoooooooooo!!! just got back home from Sunset Bay, Sentosa! *big smile* it was great!!! oh yeeeeeeeeea... went to ssbay with almost everyone from the SAFYC... played frisbie with Imran... typical ice breakers... and some sort of treasure hunt... sounds silly? i agree... but isn't that usually where all the fun steps in? dinner was a scrumptous affair, add pool and music (provided by the very talented Capt Sahwan and Imran), the atmosphere was stupendous! i didn't even have time to do a bit of tanning and lazing around the beach as planned! great thanks to the committee for a fun filled day!

i failed to mentioned that the basic sailing course that i was teaching the past month has finally come to a close. THEY PASSED!! wooooooooohoooooooooo! save 2 sailors who have to retake their tests this weekend, they all passed! *big smile*yup yup yup! the weather wasn't cooperating much at all... with close to no winds the entire day... and the current was drifting them towards the shipyard next door... not a very good impression on Uncle Low, the tester for the day. Uncle Low doesn'y really like having the instructors around while he's testing the sailors, so Doris and i went up to join Uncle Tonny's Byte session... ended up watching the Sydney 200 Oylmpics on tape! wooooooohooooo! a total orgasmic experience! i know... sounds sad, eh? but seriously! watching the top sailors of the world gathered together to compete... their perfect, precise menouvers, tacks and mark-rounding... the efficent way the spinnies were hoisted... the sails didn't evenhave a chance to touch the water! beautiful!

CONGRATS to Ken Gan for winning the Mr & Miss Singapore Polytechnic 2002! wooooooooohooooooo!! this Mr Seng Kang has done us all proud! *big smile* you go, Ken! i'll have to dig through my old photo albums to try and post a photo of Ken. hehehe... he is one hottie! if you go for the tall, dark and handsome type... with great abs, a cute butt and a basically droolsome figure...