<?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-237652860027467700</id><updated>2011-09-30T19:29:23.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Ending Story</title><subtitle type='html'>Make believe I'm everywhere, hidden in the lines. Written on the pages, is the answer to our never ending story...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>272</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2680239449531160952</id><published>2011-06-05T14:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T15:35:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight Weeks in LTTS</title><content type='html'>So it's already my eighth week studying under Lufthansa Technical Training Singapore (LTTS). Many people including some of the parents from my swimming club thought that I was working in LTTS but it's not, it's supposed to be a 'professional' training course organised to train the Aerospace Engineering students in my polytechnic for the industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workshop (practical) activities are tiring, and classroom (theory) lessons are boring. So far there's a bit more boredom than tiredness. I must admit that LTTS has sucked out some of my swimming training from my daily routine. My training attendance has been very shaky since my time in LTTS began. Unfortunately, it's gonna carry on like this until 11 October this year. By then I would only have a couple of weeks to prepare for the IVP Swimming Competition (assuming that it's gonna take place at the end of October like the past two years). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my time in LTTS, I have made new friends in my new class. I have also found out more about the engineering components in aerospace. Basically learning in LTTS has taught me how the various components combined together to make the aircraft work and safe for flight. The notes are adequate in preparing me for my 1st quiz of the semester tomorrow. We read the notes, and we summarise them in a log book and add value to it later. Writing in the log book has taught me more ways to break down large amounts of information into understandable and more important portions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the workshop, I have to admit that it is well-equipped, a bit small, but small enough to help us learn in a conducive place. The tools are well-organised and the place is clean, making it a safe place to work in. The TSOs who are in charge of the workshop's tool store are not. Those who have approached them to borrow tools would know what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I was doing work when one of the TSOs was talking to the guy next to me who was working on the same workpiece as me. The TSO walked up to him and saw the workpiece and instead of giving some helpful tips in a gentle tone, said "AIYAH! SURE FAIL ALREADY LAH!" If it was my workpiece, I would tell him, "My dear sir, do you know that if our workpieces weren't so "FAIL", you wouldn't be approaching me anymore". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I observed that no one single person in my cohort ever dares to approach the TSOs for advice. In fact, the TSOs like to keep to themselves all the time, not very friendly, I better stay as far away from them as possible. I don't think our instructors even notice this, but I find that they should be more observant and something must be done to ensure that the workplace is a more conducive environment to work in. Otherwise the next time me or any one of my classmates enter the workshop, they wouldn't dare to even open the door to go in when the TSOs are in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, if they want to be Ah Beng and Ah Lians, let them be! I don't wanna be an Ah Beng. Okay, enough of the TSOs part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to now, I am still glad and relieved that my Lifesaving crash course has ended (about 2 weeks ago). LTTS has brought me enough boredom and exhaustion, thank you very much. But despite all the pain, I still find that learning in LTTS has taught me a lot of new concepts about Aerospace Engineering. I like the hands-on activities in the workshop, and the notes are well-organised to help me study and enhance my learning about the components in the engineering part of the aerospace industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to LTTS for giving us the privilege to visit the Republic of Singapore Air Force (RSAF) Open House 2011 on 27th May. I found the event to be very interesting and easy to navigate around (during the preview which we were attending), we even got the chance to watch the aerial display performed by some of the RSAF pilots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, LTTS is a course that I cannot afford to skip in my daily routine. It puzzles me to know that there is a 90% attendance requirement, and the other 10% will go down regardless of whether we got valid reasons or not. So I always tell myself, "I cannot afford to fall sick until after IVP. If I ever fall sick during the LTTS course, my 100% attendance will evaporate. And it is not going to be easy trying to catch up on the lost progress, just like how time waits for no man. And if I fall sick after the LTTS course but before the IVP, I can kiss my IVP progress goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it's going to be a busy period for me until 11 October when the course ends, and it will be a large amount of weight taken off my shoulders, if I can at least pass the course, or else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of temporarily stepping down from my swimming to focus on LTTS. Because I got a big competition heating up after the course ends, and I will not go home without a fight this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, another post to half-empty my mind before I proceed for my first quiz of the semester tomorrow. Lots to study but still informative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best,&lt;br /&gt;Justin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2680239449531160952?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2680239449531160952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2680239449531160952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2680239449531160952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2680239449531160952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2011/06/eight-weeks-in-ltts.html' title='Eight Weeks in LTTS'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4521232156014579550</id><published>2011-05-20T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T21:46:35.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifesaving (Crash Course) Reflection</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 packed months for me, until today. On 27th March, I decided that I should try out a bit of the CCA of Lifesaving. It required me to train in order to pass the Lifesaving 123, CPR and Bronze Medallion tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was so reluctant to join, then I started to think if I would actually kick myself for saying "Yes, I'll join Lifesaving", or not. It really reminded me of the movie Tron: Legacy, like getting stuck in a virtual world and dying to get out. So I decided to give it a try anyway since I did my job well during the 42nd Singapore National Age Group (SNAG) Championships, and I thought I should take a 'break' from swimming for once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training was quite easy to follow, everything that was taught actually made sense. At first I was not happy at deciding to go through this crash course, I nearly kicked myself for deciding to do this. Because I thought that by doing so, I would lose progress and form in my swimming and it wouldn't be easy getting it back. Deep down I thought it was stupid of me to make that decision to go through this course. But that actually made my swimming coordinator quite happy, cos he's been trying to get me to try it out for once, during the past 2 years in Temasek Polytechnic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought managing 3 things in one week would be easy. It felt painful for a while, before I got used to it. By then I was starting to think I was losing my swimming form. And my timetable just kept getting busier and busier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that I passed all the tests that I had paid for. I am also glad that the certificates which I have achieved will appear in my portfolio when I graduate. I realised that managing between studies, swimming and lifesaving requires great sacrifice. But now that I have finally found my way out of a stressful lifestyle, it doesn't make any difference from spending longs hours out of the house, if you know what I mean. But my chilling time at home, especially at night will be extended after today, that's the good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the tests, I managed to get past the Lifesaving 123 tests with ease. I was very very lucky to pass the CPR test, screwed up quite badly at the last part: Unconscious Choking. And I finally kept my cool at the BM test. But this does not guarantee that I will want to take up the job as a lifeguard. I have my reasons and I am going to kick myself if I ever say "I WANNA JOIN LIFESAVING THIS TIME!" People around me will be scratching their heads wondering how I'm going to manage 3 activities in one week: Studies, Swimming and Lifesaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that all these require lots of commitment, hence lots of sacrifice. But there are plenty of lessons to learn from managing all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end, I find that this crash course has taught me the basic concepts of saving lives and also what lifeguards must consider before entering water to save casualties. I found out that a lifeguard must keep his own life safe before saving others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for my lifesaving reflection. Until the next time I write about new and eventful stuff that happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4521232156014579550?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4521232156014579550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4521232156014579550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4521232156014579550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4521232156014579550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2011/05/lifesaving-crash-course-reflection.html' title='Lifesaving (Crash Course) Reflection'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4524312672475918499</id><published>2011-04-24T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T14:38:33.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNAG 2011 Reflection (Overdue)</title><content type='html'>Hello again. It appears that I have almost forgot about blogging ever since I got my Facebook account. I'll just reflect about my performance during the SNAG 2011, just to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My progress in swimming before the SNAG 2011 has inspired me a lot to achieve fantastic results for my 1500m FR event, unfortunately I could've done a lot better with my 400m FR but I was to excited and impatient, hence missing out on my PB by 1.51 seconds. I still can't believe I shaved off 19.51 secs from my 1500m FR PB in just around four and a half months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the IVP last year, I haven't been training at my hardest because of the disruptive weather and I had to deal with my exams in the February-March period. What's more, I didn't get a chance to go to Kunming like a few of the guys in my club, to train and speed up my swimming progress. But then again, I have observed that training after Kunming still requires consistent attendance back home in order to keep the fast motor running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected to shave off that much for my 1500m FR, I thought shaving off 2-4 seconds would be enough. In the end I did a 17:16.60, and came in first in my heat and age group. Many thought this was a massive achievement, even the experts said the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the IVP, it took me more than one year to shave off 19.37 seconds from my previous PB set during the SNAG 2009. And after the IVP in 2010, it took me just around four and a half months to shave off that much (19.51 seconds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is understood that it takes 12 months to produce the result I have just achieved in this competition. Oh well, I actually didn't think I would actually this sort of timing. I just kept my cool before diving into the freezing water for the race, and just plotted how I was going to survive throughout the 30 laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, that's the wrap of my reflection for the SNAG 2011. If I ever have something I want to spill out, I might come back. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4524312672475918499?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4524312672475918499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4524312672475918499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4524312672475918499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4524312672475918499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2011/04/snag-2011-reflection-overdue.html' title='SNAG 2011 Reflection (Overdue)'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1201887643282981312</id><published>2011-01-02T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T14:53:22.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-2010 Reflections</title><content type='html'>We're not in 2010 anymore! Time does fly quickly, doesn't it? It has been another eventful year for me, I met a lot of new friends from other swimming clubs, and a few other school mates from other schools. I observed that there were many improvements in the swimming club and and in the TP swim team this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I still have improved in terms of swimming and academics. The previous year has taught me how to keep up the good work. I feel like I have shown more care and concern for my friends too. The improvement rate in my swimming has continued to maintain its tremendous rate. I feel like I have learned new things about myself, my swimming and academics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I strongly feel that the year 2011 will be a better year for me to improve and also meet more friends. With that, I'll be entering my final year in Poly education. That will be closer to National Service but I'll be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then, that's all I can write about 2010. Let's hope for a happier year ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1201887643282981312?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1201887643282981312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1201887643282981312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1201887643282981312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1201887643282981312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2011/01/post-2010-reflections.html' title='Post-2010 Reflections'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5350053599998624828</id><published>2010-10-27T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:15:06.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IVP 2010 Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Hello everyone, it’s been a while…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Anyway, I’m here to update you guys about what’s going to happen this weekend. There’s going to be a 2-day swimming competition taking place at the Singapore Sports School. It’s one of the most important school competitions in my swimming career. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;I am so looking forward to this competition, after spending months training up for it. I am targeting a 100% PB record for this, at least PBs are worth more than just medals. Below are the events which I will be swimming during the weekend. Also listed below are my current PBs which I’m hoping to break. Those events highlighted in yellow are my individual events.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1: Saturday, 30 Oct 2010&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;1. 1500m Freestyle (17:55.57)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;2. 100m Butterfly (1:04.20)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;3. 4 x 100m FR Relay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;4. 4 x 100m IM Relay (I’ll be swimming 100 Fly)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Day 2: Sunday, 31 Oct 2010&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;5. 400m Freestyle (4:27.32)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;6. 4 x 50m FR Relay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;7. 4 x 50m IM Relay (I’ll be swimming 50m Fly)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;8. Mixed 4 x 50m FR Relay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8cc6ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Total: 2350m&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Looks intimidating, but it’s not the first time I’ll be going through this. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;My coaches believe that I will be able to deliver fantastic results despite the huge number of events that I’ll be swimming. I think I have trained hard enough during the school vacation for this competition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Okay then, I hope to have a great weekend this week. All the best to those who are also taking part in this competition. Good night, folks!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5350053599998624828?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5350053599998624828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5350053599998624828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5350053599998624828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5350053599998624828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2010/10/ivp-preview.html' title='IVP 2010 Preview'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6183816514776951280</id><published>2010-05-17T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:09:53.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Weeks Into Year Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So it’s already Week 5… Time really waits for no man. The subjects in school, so far so good. Math is slowly becoming a breeze for me. Managed to survive the first quiz of the semester, EMATH3. Just finished another quiz today, next quiz on Friday: Principles of Dynamics. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s another two weeks more to the term test week, three weeks more to the Singapore Open, and another four more weeks till I’m going fishing in Bintan for 2 nights, during my term break. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I haven’t been training regularly for about two to three weeks. Reason being I fell sick twice, not really sick just irritating cough. So… disrupted my training a lot. My hopes of swimming 1500m Freestyle in the Sing Open are officially dashed. Gonna try and go for 100 Fly, 400 Free and 800 Free. After that, time for Bintan! Haha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Gotta start firing up for the Sing Open now… Hope I don’t fall sick again…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay, seems like that’s all I have for now. Good night, folks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6183816514776951280?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6183816514776951280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6183816514776951280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6183816514776951280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6183816514776951280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2010/05/five-weeks-into-year-two.html' title='Five Weeks Into Year Two'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1436038248785217992</id><published>2010-04-17T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T19:31:33.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation’s OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello again! It’s been a while… Yes, my vacation has come to an end, nothing much has happened during this period of time, except that I took part in the SNAG 2010 last month. Had a lot of fun during training, great time to unwind and brace for a new school year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Glad to have a couple of my swim mates who will be joining me in my school next week. Bryan Chong and Joe Phan, welcome to TP! :) It’s official! Hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The past few weeks have been spent trying to catch up on my Mousehunt on Facebook :P School Nats is coming next week, hope you guys are prepared if you’re swimming. Yet another perfect opportunity to show your worth to your school. :) Like how I did just before I graduated from secondary school. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Glad to have met a few new faces during the past few weeks of no school, especially after SNAG 2010. I still haven’t gotten over the fact that I have achieved so much during those 4 days of stress. Hahaha Glad to know that I haven’t lost my touch since the exams started. And I’m still improving in leaps and bounds, impressive huh? :) But there’s still work to do to reach the top level, and I’m going at such a pretty comfortable pace at this kind of age. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Was quite relieved to see this semester’s timetable. Not as long as I thought it would be, but anyway it still suits my daily routine… not completely though, but good enough. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, that’s all I can blog about for now. Til next time…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1436038248785217992?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1436038248785217992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1436038248785217992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1436038248785217992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1436038248785217992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacations-over.html' title='Vacation’s OVER'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3185199956745497700</id><published>2010-03-24T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:23:13.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-SNAG Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Hello, long time since I last dropped by!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;So the 41st National Age Group Championships have finally ended, last weekend. Did 4 handsome PBs out of 4 events. Didn’t make it to the top 8 for all my events but I feel that getting a PB is more important. The whole event took place at the Sports School, the pool water was freezing as usual, but I usually do lots of PBs down there. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Swam in the same heat as Derek, Alan and Jun Han for 200m Free on Day 1. At first I thought it would add some spice to my competition. In the end, I came in first for my heat. :) Totally didn’t expect to do a 2:06.63, and I shaved of 4.17 secs. from my previous record of 2:10.80 which I set in June 2009. Quite an unbelievable result, from 2nd last I bulldozed my way to FIRST. Hahaha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Day 2, 400m Free. Felt fully motivated to do well after my swim on the previous day. Swam in the same heat as Matthew. Did a 4:28.44, shaved off 7.51 secs. from my record set in November last year during IVP. Came in first for my heat again, totally unexpected. I never thought I’d break the 4:30 barrier either :).&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Day 3, 100m Free. Swam with Zhong Hui and Joey in the same heat. Did a 59.30, means I shaved off 0.71 secs. from my previous record set in November 2009, during IVP. Came in 2nd for my heat. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Day 4, final day. 50m Free. Coach told me to go out there and have some fun and get a good timing for myself, since my ‘pet event days are over’. She was pretty pleased with the results I’ve been showing on the first 2 days. Swam in the same heat as Nigel Chan, Andy Wee and Jinson. Did a 27.36, shaved off 0.80 secs. from last year’s record. And came in 2nd for my heat, after Jinson. :) OH not forgetting, I BROKE THE MEET RECORD OF 29.91, SET BY SILAS HO LAST YEAR! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Overall, magnificent swimming. 100% Clean sweep of PBs to brighten up my school vacation. :) Everyone’s all fired up now… Gotta watch my back… Added many friends to my Facebook list too. Haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;For those who think they didn’t do well enough, never mind, try harder next time. :) Success tastes sweeter after each failure. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Okay then, that’s all for my update on the recent competition. Later.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff952b" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Here’s a summary of my timings and how much I shaved off. And my overall position.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff952b" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;50m Free: 27.36 (-0.80), 48th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff952b" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;100m Free: 59.30 (-0.71), 45th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff952b" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;200m Free: 2:06.63 (-4.17), 20th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff952b" size="2" face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;400m Free: 4:28.44 (-7.51), 12th&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3185199956745497700?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3185199956745497700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3185199956745497700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3185199956745497700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3185199956745497700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-snag-review.html' title='Post-SNAG Review'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5239851196208424815</id><published>2010-02-16T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:01:40.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONG XI FA CAI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello again! Glad to be back to update again. Yes, the Year of the Tiger has already begun. I sense this will be the year which calls for lots of change and new things to come. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My last day of school has already ended, just before CNY eve. Perfect timing, however the big exams are coming next week, obviously I hope to end this once and for all and embark on my well-deserved vacation! Meanwhile, I shall be cutting down on training because of the exams and will be back at full speed the week after, just in time to put the icing on the cake for next month’s SNAG.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Talk about my last day of school, I purposely skipped all my revision lectures to get through with my Engineering Design project and yes, IT’S OVER! The deadline has passed, and I’ve submitted all my paperwork. JUST in time before the CNY celebrations kicked in. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So on Saturday, had the usual steamboat for reunion dinner, the house was all lit once again. The sound of the Mahjong tiles rumbled around the house, once again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So that was it, the clock struck midnight, everyone was cheering and free money again. :) Went to my Uncle’s, played Mahjong with the elders on the first day of the celebrations, and it all went quite well. Not the best of Bingo for me, didn’t win anything. But oh well, the fun was still there. :) There was plenty of food to wallop as well, Mee Rebus, Hokkien Mee, Marble Cake, Pineapple Tarts, Cheesecake and lots more. Received plenty of red packets too!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Most of Day 2 was spent at home, until the following evening, we had steamboat again and my dad’s friend’s place. We also had BBQ, Sukiyaki and Lo Hei, all in one night. :) Boy, that was marvellous.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yeah, didn’t go anywhere today. Spent half of the afternoon studying at home, exams next week, don’t forget!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m sure there’ll still be celebrations to come for the next week or so. Oh well, there goes half of my CNY holiday, thanks to the exams. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright then, that’s all I have for tonight. Happy CNY once again. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5239851196208424815?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5239851196208424815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5239851196208424815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5239851196208424815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5239851196208424815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2010/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='GONG XI FA CAI!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1253367491761818484</id><published>2010-02-03T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:48:04.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showing Signs of Recovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#edb747"&gt;Hello again, since the last time I posted about a slow start to the year 2010, things have started to go back according to plan and have really spiced my life in 2010 up, so far. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#edb747"&gt;EMATH2 Quiz 2! Got 14/20, don’t know about Quiz 3, but at least it’s much better than the 9/20 which I got for the previous quiz. SSMAT too, 20/20… Better than the 13/20 which I got for the previous quiz, same for my DFUND2 and EDEVCKT lab tests. Back in December before the term tests began I admit I was still a bit spacey about the subjects I have been made to study. But now, I understand more, what I have been reading from the books ever since the term break ended just after Xmas. Oh well, better late than never! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#edb747"&gt;Talk about swimming, Coach Jin has told me not to swim 1500m for SNAG coming next month. Well I had to agree with her on that because I wouldn’t be training so hard for that event, especially when the BIG EXAMS are just around the corner. Yes, people may say it’s chicken feet, but I’ll tell you what, it’s easier said than done! ;)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#edb747"&gt;There will always be a next time, like the IVP in maybe October or November this year. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#edb747"&gt;Got a couple of my swim mates joining me in TP, Joe Phan and Bryan Chong :). Let me just wish them a very warm welcome to TP, in time to come you’ll find that Poly life is so much more colourful than being in JC. Oh well, works for me! :) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#edb747"&gt;Now at least the TP Swim Team won’t be counting on me, and ME only to save their bottom in the IVP. ;) At least give Bryan a chance to shine for the team and become a well-respected first-team player. In time to come I’m pretty sure he will shine for the school, too. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#edb747"&gt;Exams coming in about three weeks’ time, one week after the CNY celebrations begin. I plan to study hard enough next week, so that I can worry less while I’m ushering in the Year of the Tiger.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#edb747"&gt;Oh well, that’s all I have for an update tonight. Good night, folks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1253367491761818484?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1253367491761818484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1253367491761818484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1253367491761818484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1253367491761818484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2010/02/showing-signs-of-recovery.html' title='Showing Signs of Recovery'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-684028478865121646</id><published>2010-01-04T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:45:43.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 so far…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello again, hope you all had a great start to the new year. For me things hadn’t been going swimmingly ever since we went into 2010. For the first four days I’ve been drowning in more bad news than good news.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got back my term test results last week, not as good as I expected. So I decided to come up with a new year resolution: cut down on my Facebook usage and start studying hard for my exams next month. And it’s going to take place almost immediately after CNY, how depressing indeed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Secondly, I sprained my left toe after kicking-off with a track start on a lousy plunging board at the pool. So yeah, went to get a rub and some TCM yesterday. The doc wrapped nearly my whole foot with bandages and Chinese medicine, told me not to remove it ‘till tomorrow, so yea a 2-day layoff from training. I still went to attend a swim clinic yesterday morning, anyway. And boy, was it really helpful, tips that we have been waiting for a very long time were given. It was a short session, but I learned some things that I shall never forget. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thirdly, my DFUND2 mini-project circuit is still in a mess, couldn’t find a way through to solving problems with my circuit functions, well neither could the lecturer and I’m less than 48 hours away from the deadline. I checked my circuit over and over again for almost the whole of today, and I see no improvement in the current situation I’m in. Bah, I decided that I should start from scratch and try to wire up the circuit more neatly this time. Sigh, double work! What a excruciating way to start a new year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I watched Man Utd lose to a vicious Leeds Utd side last night. Such a heartbreaking display from an almost complete first team. I seriously don’t know what’s happening at Man Utd now. Oh well, hope they’ll come back again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;APSC is getting quieter and quieter nowadays, didn’t see a large crowd at the recent Xmas swim as compared to the previous years. Where’s the old and better APSC, that we’re lacking today? I see more and more people leaving the club and the number keeps snowballing. Nothing hurts me more than to see me and my swim mates being torn apart, because they’re leaving the club, one by one. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, that’s all I have to write for now. Hope that things will get better in a few days. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh! And I wanna wish all those who returned to school today, all the best and study hard! Meet some new friends and hope it all goes well. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bye for now!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-684028478865121646?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/684028478865121646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=684028478865121646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/684028478865121646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/684028478865121646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-so-far.html' title='2010 so far…'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1061397428022296855</id><published>2009-12-31T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T20:24:07.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-2009 Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, this year has been a really quick year for me, and for all of us. Haha it hasn’t really been the perfect year for me, but what can I say, I enjoyed it anyway. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let me just take some time off to reflect on my swimming form this year. I have really enjoyed the company when I was with Coach Tian while she was still in the club, with my gang and all that. In terms of training I never allowed her style of training to bring me down especially when I fell and sprained my ankle one month before the SNAG in March. That was the most glorious and memorable moment to remember, because I still did a five-star performance without a fit ankle to kick with, and hence received a 16GB iPod Touch as a reward (: Since I use it everyday, it’ll always bring me flashbacks of that glorious occasion. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Overall, I feel that this year I have dug deeper into my ‘true’ swimming events, consisting of longer distances. Although my true form hasn’t been unleashed yet, like last year, I certainly hope that it’ll come back next year. (: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Studying in Poly so far has really occupied more than half of my weekly schedule, of course not for the vacation! Haha, I took the opportunity during my first Poly vacation to train hard enough for the IVP in October. And the hard work really paid off, although I didn’t expect to swim seven events in two days. but I still came home with two medals and a hat-trick of PBs. (: Not bad, not bad. I hope to do it again next year haha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life at home’s not the same anymore, not without my dog, which passed away in May. He stood by me for 13 long years and watched me grow up from a young boy to a young man, from a child in the wading pool, to a competitive swimmer in the first team. And from a kindergarten kid, to a Poly student. Sigh, those were the days indeed. Without him it’s much quieter now, but there’s no stopping our valued guests from entering the house, excluding cockroaches. Haha…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ever since my aunt passed away on Friday the 13th of February, I had plenty of visions of her, alive and kicking etc. She even appeared in my dreams before the IVP swimming competition and after my 1500m race deficit, and “promised” me that everything would be alright after that. And really that was a “promise” kept. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also, this year I have seen a many landmark celebrities pass away. Like Michael Jackson, oh well… the poor guy really. I really was a crazy fan of his when I was a kid. I really think the last concert killed him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway… I really enjoy meeting up with a lot of new friends this year, hope to meet some more next year. :) Thanks for giving me a chance to be your friend, you guys rock. :) Proud of you. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, so I end my post here. Here’s to a HAPPIER YEAR AHEAD! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1061397428022296855?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1061397428022296855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1061397428022296855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1061397428022296855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1061397428022296855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-2009-reflection.html' title='Post-2009 Reflection'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-7560051564822247239</id><published>2009-12-22T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:07:18.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FW: Indian goes to a grocery store</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just sharing an E-mail sent to me earlier this week. Enjoy! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;“An Indian goes to Australia and goes to Woolworths (A grocery store in Australia).&amp;#160; He finds cat food at special prices. He picks a dozen cans of cat food and goes to check out.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Manager gets suspicious. He thinks that this guy cannot have a cat and will probably feed cat food to his kids. He asks the Indian to show him his cat before he could let him have cat food. The Indian goes home and returns with a cat and gets to buy the cat food.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next week the Indian finds dog food at special prices. He picks a dozen cans of dog food and goes to check out.&amp;#160; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Manager again gets suspicious. He thinks that this guy has a cat but he cannot have a dog and he will probably feed dog-food to his kids.&amp;#160; He asks the Indian to bring and show him the dog before he can let him have dog food.&amp;#160; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sardar goes home and returns with a dog. He gets to buy the dog food.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next week the Indian comes to Woolworths with a bag. He asks the manager to put his hand in the bag.&amp;#160; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Manager puts his hand in the bag, feels some thing slimy and immediately takes it out. He shouts at the Indian, What the F*** is this?&amp;#160; Is this shit you Idiot?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Indian calmly replies, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;“&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, and I want to buy toilet paper.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-7560051564822247239?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/7560051564822247239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=7560051564822247239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7560051564822247239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7560051564822247239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/12/fw-indian-goes-to-grocery-store.html' title='FW: Indian goes to a grocery store'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5383526519696168045</id><published>2009-10-03T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:15:41.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking like thunder</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, I woke up to a call from my sis that she had damaged our car during an accident this afternoon. I was still have my usual afternoon nap from training when Mom woke me up and told me to come along with her to the scene and snap photos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today unfortunately was also the day my dad had to drive to his friend’s house with a huge cache of ingredients and utensils. So Mom, my sis and I went to fetch my dad from work at Old Airport Road. Along the way, Mom vented her frustrations about doing her heavy-duty activities everyday - and really everyday, non-stop. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From sending and fetching me to and from training/school, then sending and fetching Dad to and from work, cutting the beef, making chili sauce, refreshing the vegetables, plucking bean sprout, peeling lime, collecting beef, to helping my Dad at work almost ever morning and every night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So she finally snapped and took it out against me and my sis in the car. I was like, “Did she even ask me to help out in the first place? No.” Really, I offered my help to my parents, seeing them working their asses off and nearly breaking their backs. But they insisted that I’d sit back and relax. What is this? And now my Mom, after a year since my dad started his own business at the stall, lashed out at us just after the accident. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All the time she had to keep quiet. And for what? So that she could save her anger to vent it out at times like this, like a dam waiting for a ‘right time’ to finally burst open and let water rush through the cracks like blood rushing through our veins in anger.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mom told me she didn’t want me to suffer ‘cos I had to study. But since I’m on vacation now, I’m free! I can help! When I asked, “can I help in any way here”. “No” was the answer. Hey, come on! A little bit help speeds things up a bit, doesn’t it? At least that kind of exhaustion can be short-lived, at that pace! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Every time somebody walked past me and asked, “how come you’re not helping your parents,” do you have ANY idea how guilty I felt? Oh well, at least they called me to help out a bit with carrying heavy loads of ingredients and stuff. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With business getting better these days, I could see only my mom doing such heavy-duty activities. I know she’s been working her ass off as well, it pains me to see her suffer like that, honest. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, with the car damaged in front, our plans will change again. So what’s left of our transport? Do you have ANY idea how badly we needed the car? I can guarantee it’s a lot easier travelling by car than public transport to so many places everyday!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We need it to: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Transport ingredients (as heavy as 20-25 kilos everyday) from markets which can’t be seen from our doorstep&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Transport ingredients and utensils to my dad’s catering functions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Drive to and from training/work, also not that near to our doorstep (ONCE OR TWICE DAILY)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Drive to school with at least 3kgs. of books and stationery on my back&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dad’s always been complaining about local taxi drivers here, they think they’re ‘kings of the road’. Stop and go anywhere and anytime they like. They don’t care whether they’re in the middle of the road or not. But now…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How unfortunate of my sis to bump into a lousy cab driver today, I must say. Her own day out sent me and my parents into a daze. ‘Cos we use the car EVERYDAY, and we don’t care how much petrol we consume, so long as we don’t break our backs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s so torturing to be in a situation like this. We had this in 2007, and we’re in it again. There’s repairing, claims and last-minute change of plans to be done! I don’t blame my sis though, after all, nobody wanted this to happen. However I still think she has to react faster when it comes to, you know. But FORTUNATELY, we can still drive the car with a bad front bumper, but without air-con. The driver’s door also could not be opened.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not a happy mid-autumn festival for us this year. Not happy at all. Dad’s in a daze, Mom’s furious, Sis is guilty, I’m…(see title).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But what can I say. Better safe than sorry. That’s it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5383526519696168045?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5383526519696168045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5383526519696168045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5383526519696168045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5383526519696168045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mid-autumn-misery.html' title='Looking like thunder'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2692734669277705792</id><published>2009-08-21T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:57:52.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th Birthday ‘Speech’ (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello, hello! The most special annual event on my calendar has finally come! Today, not only do I celebrate 17 years of age, but also 3 years in the APSC Red &amp;amp; White team! :D For now, let me just reflect on the experiences I had on my 16th year. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When I celebrated my birthday last year, I was in the middle of my stress period, meaning the preparations for my O Level exams. I was in the middle of my prelims by the way, but I still made good time to celebrate. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before the O Levels, my stress level had yet to reach boiling point, the highest I’ve experienced so far. But it was back to normal right after my last paper. In December 2008, I had the most wonderful time I could ever have with my swim mates while we were training in Kunming. Before that I had lost so much weight and momentum, and I wanted to win it back immediately after I’m through with my O Levels.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I remember when I turned 16, I was still stuck in RW2. Many of my swim mates asked why I was not training in the RW1 team. I only used the three words to reply them, “I’LL BE BACK!”. And now, here I am. BACK IN ACTION!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Many things have been accomplished during my previous year. I still managed to graduate with appeasing O Level results, brilliant enough to book a place in Temasek Poly in the Aerospace Engineering course. By then it was a fresh start in my new level of education. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank goodness for DPA, I would have had to work extra harder in my studies, but anyway, it’s settled. For my swimming, I celebrated my own victory by meeting the qualifying criteria to get back into the RW1 team, during the SNAG in March this year. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I managed to keep my ‘promise’ to my parents and the parents in APSC. I also wanted to get back to RW1, and I did it, just like living a dream. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But still, I wish my crew was joining me in my new team. All the hard work had paid off, including my efforts in Kunming. I managed to get my strength back. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, here’s to another fruitful year for me being 17. And another fruitful year to my swimming career with the RW team! (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheers everybody! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2692734669277705792?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2692734669277705792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2692734669277705792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2692734669277705792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2692734669277705792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/08/17th-birthday-speech.html' title='17th Birthday ‘Speech’ (:'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6285387135984605976</id><published>2009-08-05T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:57:45.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Samuel Tee</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning?     &lt;br /&gt;7.45am&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;2. How do you like your steak?     &lt;br /&gt;Medium well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?     &lt;br /&gt;Ice Age 3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show?     &lt;br /&gt;Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?     &lt;br /&gt;New York, USA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;6. What did you have for breakfast?     &lt;br /&gt;3 chocolate muffins&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;7. What is your favorite cuisine?     &lt;br /&gt;Red Bean Pau&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;8. What foods do you dislike?     &lt;br /&gt;Squid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;9. Favorite Place to Eat?     &lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;10. Favorite dressing?     &lt;br /&gt;T-shirt and shorts!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;11.What kind of vehicle do you drive?     &lt;br /&gt;Porsche 911 GT2, Lamborghini Gallardo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;13. Where would you visit if you had the chance?     &lt;br /&gt;England&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full?     &lt;br /&gt;1/2 full.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;15. Where would you want to retire?     &lt;br /&gt;Bintan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;16. Favorite time of day?     &lt;br /&gt;Night time!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;17. Where were you born?     &lt;br /&gt;In the operating theatre&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;18. What is your favorite sport to watch?     &lt;br /&gt;Soccer&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;19. Who do you think will not tag you back?     &lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;20. Person you expect to tag you back first?     &lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this?     &lt;br /&gt;No one&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;22. Bird watcher?     &lt;br /&gt;Nope!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;23. Are you a morning person or a night person?     &lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;24. Do you have any pets?     &lt;br /&gt;A dog who WATCHED me grow for thirteen years&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share?     &lt;br /&gt;I almost got full marks for my 2nd DFUND1 lab test.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;26. What did you want to be when you were little?     &lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;27. What is your best childhood memory?     &lt;br /&gt;Swimming&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;28. Are you a cat or dog person?     &lt;br /&gt;Dog&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;29. Are you married?     &lt;br /&gt;No&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;30. Always wear your seat belt?     &lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;31. Been in a car accident?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes, July 2007, 3 cars involved&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;32. Any pet peeves?     &lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;33. Favorite Pizza Toppings?     &lt;br /&gt;Cheese!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;34. Favorite Flower?     &lt;br /&gt;Orchid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;35. Favorite ice cream?     &lt;br /&gt;Haagen-Dazs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;36. Favorite fast food restaurant?     &lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s, KFC and Carl’s Jr.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;38. How many times did you fail your driver's test?     &lt;br /&gt;What driving test?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?     &lt;br /&gt;What credit card?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;40. Do anything spontaneous lately?     &lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;42. What was your favorite vacation?     &lt;br /&gt;Melbourne + Sydney&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;43. What are you listening to right now?     &lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;44. What is your favorite color?     &lt;br /&gt;Red, Blue and White&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;45. How many tattoos do you have?     &lt;br /&gt;None&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;46. How many are you tagging for this quiz?     &lt;br /&gt;12&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;47. What time did you finish this quiz?     &lt;br /&gt;21:56&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;48. Did you realise that you have already answered 50 questions although the number says 48?     &lt;br /&gt;Of course!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6285387135984605976?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6285387135984605976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6285387135984605976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6285387135984605976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6285387135984605976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged-by-samuel-tee.html' title='Tagged by Samuel Tee'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-7968832269347491417</id><published>2009-08-05T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:37:40.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My clone is a spaceship (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;[ ] - You like cheese. (Neutral)   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You hate peanuts.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You agree that this quiz is random.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have farted today.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You have choked on something.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are a writer.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You smoke.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You like to swim.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have farted more than once today.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You like ice cream. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 4 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[x] - You have lied more than 10 times.   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are an only child.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have more than 3 pets.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You prefer water to other drinks.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are an alcoholic.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You are under 20 years old.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are over 30 years old.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a boyfriend/girlfriend.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You like jewelry.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - Your favorite music genre is rock. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 7 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[ ] - You weigh more than 140 lbs.   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You like pirates.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You like anime.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are a fangirl/fanboy of something.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You take a prescription drug every day.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a job.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You live with your parents.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You like to eat eggs.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You have a religion/ you believe in a God.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You dress stranger than other people. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 10 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[ ] - You have had diarrhea in the past 2 weeks.   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have eaten something odd before.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are bad at math.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You love electronics.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - Someone/something has pissed you off in the past week.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You cuss a lot.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You believe in aliens.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You play video games.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have low self-esteem.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You carry a purse when you go out. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 13 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[ ] - You like flowers.   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are bisexual or homosexual.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are a Capricorn or a Scorpio.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have used tarot before.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You believe in ghosts.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You believe in horoscopes.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You thought some jokes you read today was really funny.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You have gotten some riddles right.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have gotten in/came close to being in a fist fight. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 15 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[x] - You like fire.   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have fainted or passed out before.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a high school diploma.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You live in America.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You use hand sanitizer a lot.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You consider yourself a nerd.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have tried chewing tobacco.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are a conspiracy theorist.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You sleep in the nude. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 16 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[x] - You have imagined yourself being famous.   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You own a stuffed animal.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You like watermelon.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You live in Europe.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a fetish for something.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You fidget a lot.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You agree that this quiz has nothing to do with anything.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You won't re-post this quiz.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You have your own personal computer and don't share one.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a brother. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 20 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[ ] - You can cook well.   &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You like to party.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are a bad dancer.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are a professional dancer.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have crossed paths with a black cat.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a friend that you think is crazy.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ]- You have under 10 good, close friends.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You are anticipating your answer to this quiz.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have ran away from something.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have watched the movie: &amp;quot;X Men 3&amp;quot;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 22 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[ ] - You like to mix soft drinks together.   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have done an odd experiment.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - People have stared at you oddly in public.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - Your grandmother(s) are still alive.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a step-mom or dad.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You hate to be tagged.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have been a member to soompi for under 3 months.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a soompi addiction. You come here at least twice a day.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - Your hair is brown.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You love to eat candy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;TOTAL SO FAR = 23 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;[ ] - You have dressed up for Halloween.   &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You love cats.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have a quirky personality.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are a coffee addict.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You live near a body of water.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You have had a toothache.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You currently have to go to the bathroom.    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You like reading others' comments on this quiz    &lt;br /&gt;[ ] - You are a vegetarian/vegan.    &lt;br /&gt;[x] - You use the term: &amp;quot;Epic Fail&amp;quot;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;GRAND TOTAL = 24 &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Results:   &lt;br /&gt;0-25 = A spaceship.    &lt;br /&gt;26 = Corn.    &lt;br /&gt;27 = The Chosen One.    &lt;br /&gt;28 = A donkey.    &lt;br /&gt;29 = Flashlight.    &lt;br /&gt;30 = Weed.    &lt;br /&gt;31 = Stalker.    &lt;br /&gt;32 = Poodle.    &lt;br /&gt;33 = A turd.    &lt;br /&gt;34 = Pacifier.    &lt;br /&gt;35 = Chili.    &lt;br /&gt;36 = A continent.    &lt;br /&gt;37 = Bamboo.    &lt;br /&gt;38 = A Nissan Skyline.    &lt;br /&gt;39 = Pedophile.    &lt;br /&gt;40 = A rather large and smelly fish.    &lt;br /&gt;41 = Parachute.    &lt;br /&gt;42 = Mob of angry sheep.    &lt;br /&gt;43 = A clone of yourself.    &lt;br /&gt;44 = A mortified chocolate deer antler.    &lt;br /&gt;45 = Pincushion.    &lt;br /&gt;46 = Toilet seat.    &lt;br /&gt;47 = Ninja.    &lt;br /&gt;48 = Psycho passion fruit.     &lt;br /&gt;49 = Yellow snow.    &lt;br /&gt;50 = Flammable.    &lt;br /&gt;51 = A poison Easter basket.    &lt;br /&gt;52 = A dirty diaper.    &lt;br /&gt;53 = Mammary gland.    &lt;br /&gt;54 = A moose humping a guardrail.    &lt;br /&gt;55 = An illegal immigrant.    &lt;br /&gt;56 = Tofu.    &lt;br /&gt;57 = Microscopic testicle fuzz.    &lt;br /&gt;58 = Staple gun.    &lt;br /&gt;59 = Tail feather.    &lt;br /&gt;60 = A white rapper.    &lt;br /&gt;61 = A shotgun shell.    &lt;br /&gt;62 = Sexy as hell.    &lt;br /&gt;63 = A popcorn fart.    &lt;br /&gt;64 = A rusty, herpes infected needle.    &lt;br /&gt;65 = Fortune cookie.    &lt;br /&gt;66 = Barack Obama.    &lt;br /&gt;67 = Chinchilla.    &lt;br /&gt;68 = Weapon of mass destruction.    &lt;br /&gt;69 = An epic failure at everything.    &lt;br /&gt;70 = Sweat.    &lt;br /&gt;71 = Naughty nymphomaniac.    &lt;br /&gt;72 = Bicycle tire.    &lt;br /&gt;73 = A semi-proportionate and anonymous fish scale.    &lt;br /&gt;74 = The Bubonic Plague.    &lt;br /&gt;75 = Turkey.    &lt;br /&gt;76 = Amoeba.    &lt;br /&gt;77 = A lice-infected hobo.    &lt;br /&gt;78 = The ruler of all evil.    &lt;br /&gt;79 = Horny toad.    &lt;br /&gt;80 = Fairy Godmother.    &lt;br /&gt;81 = Tuba.    &lt;br /&gt;82 = Anorexic llama capillary.    &lt;br /&gt;83 = Moldy snot.    &lt;br /&gt;84 = Miley Cyrus wannabe.    &lt;br /&gt;85 = Doppelganger.    &lt;br /&gt;86 = Future porn star.    &lt;br /&gt;87 = Unnatural disaster.    &lt;br /&gt;88 = Statistical database.    &lt;br /&gt;89 = Genital lice.    &lt;br /&gt;90 = Rocket launcher.    &lt;br /&gt;91 = Ruby vomit.    &lt;br /&gt;92 = Maggot.    &lt;br /&gt;93 = Selfish antagonistic poofing cat.    &lt;br /&gt;94 = Pudding.    &lt;br /&gt;95 = A gravy train.    &lt;br /&gt;96 = Santa Claus.    &lt;br /&gt;97 = Paris Hilton's big toe.    &lt;br /&gt;98 = Decaying insect corpse.    &lt;br /&gt;99 = Blood bank.    &lt;br /&gt;100 = Freak of nature and humanity&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-7968832269347491417?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/7968832269347491417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=7968832269347491417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7968832269347491417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7968832269347491417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-clone-is-spaceship.html' title='My clone is a spaceship (?)'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6576293954707211730</id><published>2009-08-02T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:51:30.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forecast for my Birthday Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Hello! Sorry for not updating my blog for a very long while. Oh well, there’s been nothing much for me to write about anyway. But for now, I’ll just update this with what’s going to happen to me this month. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Birthday month!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;So welcome to the month of August, my birthday month! I’m only just 2 weeks away from starting a Chapter 17 in my life story. The aura of celebration just dawned upon me yesterday. It is a new month, a month after a few ups and downs in the previous month. I have always been on shall we say, stand-by mode since there were no major events taking place last month. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Swimming&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Since the Singapore Open back in June, I’ve been pretty uncertain of what other swimming competition to look forward to besides maybe Inter-varsity which is more than 2 months away from now. I haven’t been really training that hard for the month or so, since I have been staying back in school trying to finish my assignments, projects, and attending remedial lessons. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Because I cannot make it for Monday training with the club these days, I have to show my face to the swim team (mandatory). Down there in the very warm pool, I swim my own devised program which is two times the mileage of the normal swim program in school. But I still manage to train for an average of like 6-7 sessions anyway, for last month. Maybe I should just concentrate on my studies for now. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;So many people including the swim team coach in my school have been bugging me to take up Life-Saving or Triathlon as another CCA to boost my chances of getting a CCA Gold Award. I was like “Holy cow, it’s like an award to die for…”, if you know what I mean. But one thing’s for sure, I’d rather go for club training. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;School + Exams&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Last month, I was pretty impressed with my DFUND1 lab test results, got an 18/20 for it. I guess this finally compensates for my theory upsets. Likewise for my EFFCOM Writing test, 14/15. (: And finally, my EMATH Quiz 2, 17/20. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;But right now, it’s going to be hell of a busy, but a less dull month than the previous. Study week is in two weeks, which means no school and a more or less ‘isolation’ week before the exams in the following week. Ironically my birthday week also falls on the study week. That means no school on that week! How impressive! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Dad’s beef-noodle business&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Also on this month, I predict that my dad’s beef noodle business will improve sharply. I never thought the impact of the media was massive. My dad' started to sell an average of 100 bowls from about 50-60 in the previous month. So really, I must praise the media for helping to extend the queue, hence making my dad gain more profit and credit. That “Buzzing Cashier 2” episode on Channel 8 which featured my dad’s stall on the 20th last month really made a great deal with the viewers on air. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;So yeah, that’s about it for now. Until the next time, goodbye and good luck.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6576293954707211730?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6576293954707211730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6576293954707211730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6576293954707211730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6576293954707211730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/08/forecast-for-my-birthday-month.html' title='Forecast for my Birthday Month'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5432350506037284502</id><published>2009-07-16T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:01:33.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>myPaper article about J&amp;J Special Beef Noodles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/Sl9Avz_b4zI/AAAAAAAABHs/TOJTs3fHll4/s1600-h/my14-018-019-0-myp%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="untitled" border="0" alt="untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/Sl9AxZaINLI/AAAAAAAABHw/4JhhUa3RXd8/my14-018-019-0-myp_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="889" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just a myPaper article about my dad’s signature dry braised beef noodles, published on 14th July 2009. (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Besides that, we also have a new dish to add to the current menu. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/Sl9AyFhwCQI/AAAAAAAABH0/1RorhrlsyYM/s1600-h/P150709_22.51%5B01%5D%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="P150709_22.51[01]" border="0" alt="P150709_22.51[01]" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/Sl9AzAk7qnI/AAAAAAAABH4/9CR3qmKGOv0/P150709_22.51%5B01%5D_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="401" height="326" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Beef Rib Soup! Just added on Tuesday, on the same day the article above was printed. Do come down if you’re free to try it out! Hope you like it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5432350506037284502?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5432350506037284502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5432350506037284502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5432350506037284502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5432350506037284502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/07/mypaper-article-about-j-special-beef.html' title='myPaper article about J&amp;amp;J Special Beef Noodles'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/Sl9AxZaINLI/AAAAAAAABHw/4JhhUa3RXd8/s72-c/my14-018-019-0-myp_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4274302354008479522</id><published>2009-07-04T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:23:04.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;Hello! Whoa, it’s been a while since I last blogged, huh?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;The reason for that is mainly because nothing major’s up recently, and uhm, I just couldn’t find a topic to write about. Haha oh well. Let me start by talking about life after the S’pore Open last month. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;So the usual training has already resumed, people have already retreated from their holidays, well some have not especially those taking part in the inaugural Asian Youth Games 2009 (AYG). Quite a bonus for them to have this privilege actually. Haha…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;Anyway, I went to watch Ice Age 3 today at Vivocity, along with Andy, Derek, Jinson, and Zhi Jie. Sophie came along too, but she left after having breakfast with us. Joke… So I had a really hearty meal at Vivocity, I probably was the largest eater of the crew. At Carl’s Jr. I had a Famous Star COMBO Up-size meal, then 4 cups of free-flow Coke Light, and finally one large popcorn to take into the cinema. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;My other crew members thought I was mad, but in the end the food didn’t go to waste. Lol &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;Since morning training up to the time we had breakfast at Vivo we were busy talking cock, on the way to the MRT station, inside the train, and on the way to breakfast at Vivo. We still continued to talk a lot about random stuff even though our mouths were that full. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;Immediately after Carl’s Jr. we settled down in the cinema and watched Ice Age 3. The movie overall was quite humorous, and I would say it’s worth the time and money. When Jinson asked me out to watch the movie with him I immediately agreed without any thoughts. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;After watching the movie we headed to a few DVD shops, walked around and looked at some of the IT gadgets that are pretty popular here. Then we split up and headed home afterwards.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;It’s a shame a few others missed the opportunity to catch the new movie. Like Aloy, Alan, Sheryl, and a few other people in our swimming crew.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway enough of that. Time to start writing about random stuff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So the H1N1 bug continues to spread around Singapore, we've already reached more than 1000 cases of the bug. There are some good news though, and that is, we’re still surviving this ordeal. No fuss just yet, but everybody’s basically guarding their asses now that school’s already begun. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I received an Email from a director of my school which read that we’ve 4 cases of the bug in our campus. O.o but there are also good news, and that is they did not get the bug from inside TP. However, school’s not going to conduct home-based e-learning. Aargh! When I first heard from one of my friends that we had the first 2 cases of the bug in our school, I felt like slapping the guy for giving false information but in the end, the truth was finally revealed. One Email from the director wasn’t early enough from making me not want to whack his ass for spreading fake news, but anyway I didn’t.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh speaking of AYG, I was quite surprised when news came of the absence of the crowd during certain events, and they’re still selling tickets. HAHA I read the news one day and it said that only 7% of the tickets were sold. But seriously, I’d rather stay at home and watch from the TV. I can get the close-up view of the events that are happening, who’s there and so forth. ALL FREE OF CHARGE! And it’s not worth the damn to be somewhere else in this kind of weather and getting a sore throat. Wouldn’t you agree?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ah well, the show on TV here at home is thrilling enough for tonight. (: Was looking at the crowd at the Singapore Sports School swimming pool, what a fantastic and vibrant audience!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright, that’s it for my update for now. Till the next time I blog, provided I have something for you guys, good night, and all the best to those competing in the AYG.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4274302354008479522?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4274302354008479522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4274302354008479522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4274302354008479522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4274302354008479522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourth-of-july.html' title='The Fourth of July'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3625239537618024205</id><published>2009-06-14T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:17:11.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-SNSC 2009 Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SjT4A8-JFvI/AAAAAAAABFs/kXdRy9lZlvQ/s1600-h/4632_1160606809419_1055263848_493022_7555461_n%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="4632_1160606809419_1055263848_493022_7555461_n" border="0" alt="4632_1160606809419_1055263848_493022_7555461_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SjT4B7euVsI/AAAAAAAABFw/ZF8f5S6RMjU/4632_1160606809419_1055263848_493022_7555461_n_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="378" height="347" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, the past few days have been pretty tiring. Anyway, I still got 3 out of 4 PBs from this competition, including the 4x200m FR relay. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Firstly, the 4x200m FR relay with Alan, Aloy and Sean Yap. Since this was a last-minute decision by the club to filed me in this event, I wasn’t really prepared to go all out in the race, but I still managed to shave off 0.07 secs. off my previous PB on Wednesday night. Overall, we finished 5th but I guess that’s better than finishing last. (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Secondly, the 800m Freestyle final on Thursday night. Before the race I was already so damn upbeat of achieving a PB since I haven’t swum an event of this magnitude in almost TWO YEARS. I never thought I’d be swimming in the finals with all the pros, but anyway I enjoyed it. All the while throughout the race I was expecting to come in 2nd last, until I saw one of the swimmers dying and I killed him in the last lap. Unfortunately, according to my parents who watched me swim, I missed 4th place by around 0.3 secs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was rather unbelievable at that part, because I thought that coming in 5th or 6th would have been good enough. But anyway, finishing 5th is BETTER THAN FINISHING 6TH! (: So that was it for the last event of the day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thirdly, I wasn’t really prepared to race shortly after the 800m FR final at night, in the 400m FR prelims again FIRST THING in the following Friday morning. Already I thought I wouldn’t do so well, and won’t achieve PB. So I ‘flunked’ my race by swimming 0.1 secs. off my PB. I could’ve been last in my heat, but I equalized with the 2nd last person and beat him by 0.05 secs. O.o But then again I thought, “Bahhh, that’s all the strength I had anyway.” I saw that one coming though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So after my 400m FR race, I found out that I was in the reserve group of finalists for that Friday night. I didn’t go through anyway, but it was close.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I headed back to Farrer Park to do a 1500m warm-down before my 4th and final race this morning. Finally I managed to do a more decent race than the relay on Wednesday, because speaking of stamina, I was already more prepared and fired up for the next race. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So this morning I was in the 2nd heat of the event, I swam a 2:10.80, 1.73 secs. better than the relay on Wednesday. And according to my mum I would’ve been near last place in my heats again until I caught up and finished 3rd. I was like “o.O How did I manage to do that?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ah well, I went back to the Sports School again this evening to watch the last part of the competition. Kudos to APSC for claiming a clean medal sweep for the 200m FR finals, and for attaining silver for the 4x100m IM relay. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you want you might want to see below for my timings during the race and how much I shaved off during this period of tough times.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;200m FR – 2:10.80 (-1.8 secs.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3e3e"&gt;400m FR – 4:37.05 (+0.1 secs.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;800m FR – 9:27.68 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#e8e800" size="5"&gt;(-7.06 secs.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Overall I must say I’m pretty satisfied with my performance during this competition. I could have got 4/4 PBs instead of 3/4, if not for the lack of rest after the 800m FR race on Thursday night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It should get better after this, since now I have more time to train for anymore upcoming competitions. Unlike the time before this when I just switched to training in RW1 back in April this year. I’LL BE BACK!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The 800m FR was really a whopper. I didn’t know that I improved this much, and this would therefore, spur me on to continue improving further in leaps (as usual)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Right, that’s all I have to say about my races during the Singapore Open this year. Congratulations to all those who attained PBs, or have re-written the record books, and won medals. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3625239537618024205?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3625239537618024205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3625239537618024205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3625239537618024205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3625239537618024205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-snsc-review.html' title='Post-SNSC 2009 Review'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SjT4B7euVsI/AAAAAAAABFw/ZF8f5S6RMjU/s72-c/4632_1160606809419_1055263848_493022_7555461_n_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5105215817404147887</id><published>2009-06-09T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:07:41.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th SNSC 2009: The Final Countdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#fe385b"&gt;Hello! Guess what, I have a relay event to add on to my events list which I’ll be swimming in this year’s S’pore Open. That is, 4x200m FR relay.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#fe385b"&gt;Oh well, the story goes like this. This morning Linda from APSC met up with me online on MSN and asked if I was keen in swimming the relay for Matthew who opted out. And I was like, “I don’t mind, but we gotta discuss this with my coach first.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#fe385b"&gt;So it goes on until I came for training this afternoon and Coach gave me the green light to swim tomorrow. At first I was calculating how much of rest I need after the relay, and it seems enough for my 800m Freestyle event the following evening. Oh btw, I’m in the finals for that event! (: At first I was like “Huh, I don’t have to swim twice on the same day? WOOT!” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#fe385b"&gt;Haha, anyway this will be my first time racing 200m FR in one year. Back then my PB was 2:12.60, and I guess it should definitely be faster by now. (: Can’t wait to find out my own strength tomorrow!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#fe385b"&gt;So yeah, that’s how it went. I seriously can’t wait to swim in this competition. I wanna know where I stand now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#fe385b"&gt;Ah well, that’s all from me tonight! All the best to those swimming in the Sing. Open! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5105215817404147887?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5105215817404147887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5105215817404147887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5105215817404147887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5105215817404147887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/06/5th-snsc-2009-final-countdown.html' title='5th SNSC 2009: The Final Countdown!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-8717216287137710184</id><published>2009-05-29T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:32:46.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New dish for J&amp;J Special Beef Noodles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well today has been quite a long day for me and my sis. We rode in a taxi to Macpherson CC to watch the shooting of my dad’s “cooking class” together with local celebrities, Kym Ng and Quan Yi Feng. Along with my cousin and a couple of my other relatives we had to give our comments about this new dish that the chef was teaching my dad. &lt;em&gt;‘Tang-hoon’&lt;/em&gt; with Sirloin Beef. In addition to that, a new and modified version of my dad’s beef soup.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I heard this chef came from Grand Hyatt Singapore. You really don’t want to mess with this guy. Hahaha. So the five of us who came to taste the food, along with my mom and the chef had to sit in front of the camera while Kym and Yi Feng watched. I couldn’t believe at that moment that I was in front of the media tasting and giving comments about my dad’s ‘new dish’. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If anyone would ask for my opinion of the noodles, I would say the texture of the noodles was very spongy, and smooth. Smell: fragrant. The beef and the noodles really match. However I would stick to the original version of the soup. It’s too herby for me kind of like Miso soup, and the original version of the soup has enough flavor to satisfy my taste buds.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Right after giving the comments, we were asked to show either the ‘green light’ or the ‘red light’ to tell the media whether we liked the dish or not. I showed my dad the green, so did my mom. But my sis wasn’t too satisfied with the soup, therefore showing the red sign. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, the chef too showed the green sign and explained why he liked my dad’s noodles. I still have yet to know when my dad’s going to be given the green light to start selling. Currently we estimate the price of the dish to be sold at $4 per plate. Any opinions, guys? :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yep, so that’s it for my first media interview for today. Until next time then. Good night!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-8717216287137710184?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/8717216287137710184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=8717216287137710184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8717216287137710184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8717216287137710184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-dish-for-j-special-beef-noodles.html' title='New dish for J&amp;amp;J Special Beef Noodles?'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3670006442741979987</id><published>2009-05-26T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:09:52.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Publicity of our Beef Noodles! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So a few days ago, the media from Channel 8 came to my dad’s stall to do some shooting for their local &lt;em&gt;‘makan’&lt;/em&gt; TV show. :D This was the first time our stall will be on air when the footage will be shown, scheduled to take place coming July. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In case you guys might be wondering, according to my dad he was struggling to speak in Mandarin during his interview with a couple of celebrities including Kym Ng and Quan Yi Feng (since this show is a Mandarin show). And he had to repeat his lines over and over again until he got them right. But after so many attempts, he was finally asked to say his piece in English ONLY ONCE. Hahaha… I didn’t know the media was so strict about shooting these interviews.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, my dad is hoping that the publicity would help to attract more patrons to our stall and hopefully business will soar to gaining more sky-high profits. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Already the food that we sell is being reviewed. :D See &lt;a title="http://www.insing.com/food-drink/biz-info/23/ab/01/00/JJ-Special-Beef-Noodles" href="http://www.insing.com/food-drink/biz-info/23/ab/01/00/JJ-Special-Beef-Noodles"&gt;http://www.insing.com/food-drink/biz-info/23/ab/01/00/JJ-Special-Beef-Noodles&lt;/a&gt; for more!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Don’t forget to check out the reviews from the anonymous patrons, including “xin.sg”! On average, our food is rated 4.5 stars out of FIVE! :D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Right now though – right now, there’s been a spike in our business. And to prove it, we’ve sold about 100 bowls on Sunday (NEW RECORD!) and 60 bowls today (provided it’s the starting day for us). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, that’s all for my dad’s recent publicity about the food he sells. Until next time then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3670006442741979987?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3670006442741979987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3670006442741979987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3670006442741979987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3670006442741979987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/05/publicity-of-our-beef-noodles-d.html' title='Publicity of our Beef Noodles! :D'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6054400886235762020</id><published>2009-05-18T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:45:18.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week, next week, the coming month…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello again. My apologies for not updating my blog recently, people still think that I still have sore eyes but anyway. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s been two weeks since I got sore eyes, but no more. This week’s so full of quizzes, and I’ve got the Singapore Open swimming championship coming next month. My coach advised me not to swim 1500m Freestyle, but anyway… she has her reasons, like not enough training, and I agree wholeheartedly with her, my previous schedule isn't the same anymore.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I’ll be swimming in only three events for this year, (same for the previous year), but this time there’s &lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;no 100m Freestyle for me&lt;/font&gt;. It’s like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;totally gone case&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for my body which is totally built for &lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;medium-long distances&lt;/font&gt;. There’s &lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;no swimming 1500m Free&lt;/font&gt; for me either, despite the fact that it’s really my forte. Below are the events and the seed times which I have used, to signed up for the coming competition. (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#2894ff"&gt;200m Free – 2:12.60 (as of June 2008)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#2894ff"&gt;400m Free – 4:36.95 (as of March 2009)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#2894ff"&gt;800m Free – 9:34.74 (taken from the first 800m of my 1500m swim in March 2009)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wow, I can’t believe I have not swum 200m Freestyle in ONE YEAR! All this time, I’ve been waiting for the chance to break my PB but that has since been called off due to several reasons. There was a golden chance for me to pounce on, during the SNAG recently, but that only clashed with my 1500m, and I wasn’t prepared to swim two events in one day especially my 1500m.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Back then I could train hard enough for it because of my school holidays and the training camp in Kunming last December. But now… things have changed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, this reunion with my other coach who seems to know my techniques better than the previous one, has helped me significantly in my stamina and maintaining my pace especially with new challenges from the big boys. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s already week five in school. Tests are already pouring onto my brain. But anyway, so far so good. I still have plenty of time to manage my revision. Let’s see what I’ve got for this week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;Tomorrow: EFFCOM Listening Test!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;Wednesday: DFUND Quiz!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;Friday: CKT Quiz!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;Next Monday: ENGDRAW Manual Drawing Test!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;The following week, TERM TESTS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;What a headache…&lt;/font&gt; oh well, life isn't that easy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, that’s all I have for tonight. Until next time then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6054400886235762020?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6054400886235762020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6054400886235762020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6054400886235762020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6054400886235762020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-week-next-week-coming-month.html' title='This week, next week, the coming month…'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4473038037013717634</id><published>2009-05-06T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:46:50.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical Leave BLUES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Hello again! How’s life? Just want to share with you a bit of my frustration after being on medical leave from school and training for two days, following a consultation with the doctor for sore eyes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;As we all know, the Swine Flu is spreading fast around the world. Right now, my school is taking preliminary measures to prevent any spread of diseases from starting from my school. Thermal scanning is taking place here and there, in the school library, at the Engineering School’s entrance etc.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;For me, it just happened that I realized I had sore eyes from Monday right up to now. Praise the Lord that I had no fever or any other flu symptoms. But thanks to a few eye drops and tablets, I can see things clearly now. However, I’m at yet another disadvantage because I missed quite a lot of lessons from yesterday and today. Not a joke, seriously. I also missed the EFFCOM Speaking test yesterday, have to make up for it after school tomorrow at 1.15pm. For my other subjects I have to rush through my lessons to where my friends stopped for today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Quite a nuisance really. I had to call so many people and inform them that I’m ill etc. You know the school’s attendance policy. If someone’s on MC, got to do this and that in a rush. Must submit the MC within 2 days of the last day of someone’s medical leave, to the office and wait for approval. It’s all so confusing. Now I know that taking leave even because of sore eyes is really a serious matter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Well, at least I didn’t miss the CDS Academic briefing today at 12pm. I found out that even when you miss a make-up test because you fell ill again, it’s counted as a forfeit. What an unlucky moment. Lol…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Many of my friends in school asked me whether I really got Swine Flu, and I was like “Touch wood! I don’t want to be the first in Singapore to catch the virus.” That was pretty lame, I have to admit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Oh well, I’ll be back in school and training tomorrow. Yep, that’s all I have for tonight. Good night everyone!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4473038037013717634?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4473038037013717634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4473038037013717634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4473038037013717634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4473038037013717634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/05/medical-leave-blues.html' title='Medical Leave BLUES'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-7243598161855214</id><published>2009-04-28T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:01:57.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About my swimming… Please read.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Alright, coming to my 2nd post for tonight. I wish to clarify any uncertainties about my swimming once and for all, which have been raised by most of my classmates or school mates. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Let me begin by typing in some of the most frequently asked questions about my activities and I hope this would give you a clearer picture of my daily routine. Should this post disappear and more questions are being asked about my swimming, do find this post in the archives yourself. I get tired of repeating myself over and over again, and this happens almost everyday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Q1. “Are you a national swimmer?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ans. Not yet, but anyway I’m still trying to get in and I think it will be surely a success in time to come. I just need a little more time, and support. And this will definitely add more spice to my swimming activity. I’m still striving to qualify for the SEA Games even at this stage, or even the coming 2010 Youth Olympics.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Q2. “Where do you usually train?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ans. I train in Farrer Park, although it’s quite far and inconvenient for me to get to and from my house in Tampines which is on the edge of town. But what choice do I have, my club just happened to be situated there, that’s it. I got a few other swim mates who live as far as I do, from the training ground.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Q3. “How would you normally separate your time from your studies and swimming?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ans. I strongly feel that time management is very important. On some days I even go for a morning swim before heading to school. I also need to set my priorities straight, so as to live an easier life and get the more important things done first (i.e. homework and preparations for a competition). But above all, education comes first.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Q4. “Are you a sprinter or long-distance swimmer?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ans. I’m more cut-out for long distance Freestyle and perhaps sprinting Butterfly, my ‘B’ stroke. That’s because I got long arms, low lactic acid level and enough stamina to even swim 3km non-stop.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Q5. “Why can you not stop training, even for a while?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ans. Like I said, I’m a long-distance swimmer. I cannot let this ‘feeling’ of the water get away from my body, and let my stamina go down. And since swimming long distances is my forte, it’s hard to get away from training just like that. But since I cannot be training all 11 sessions a week, I can only accept the fact that I’m still training hard enough. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Plus, my previous coach didn’t even let me take a day off from training, except for Sundays which are off-days for the entire team.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Q6. “What do the letters ‘APSC’ on your T-shirts stand for?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ans. Aquatic Performance Swim Club.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Oh well, that’s all I can think of. See the next few paragraphs below which will give you readers a full story about my most hardcore activity.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On average I have to swim an average of 5.9km, which is 118 laps up and down the 50m pool. If you find that you ant me to tell you more, let me just share with you guys my experiences and why I LOVE SWIMMING SO MUCH. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I remember I started competitive swimming when I was in P6 in back in October 2004. And from that moment on, I have started training up for competitions like the National Age Group championships in March, Singapore Open in June and other competitions every year. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is not easy attaining outstanding performance when I swim in the competition. It requires a lot of strenuous training and playing games like basketball regularly to help you to train your legs and your arms. In case you guys must be wondering, I have to go for my swimming CCA after school and train for roughly two hours starting at 4.30pm each day. For me, the coach has to arrange a program for us to swim and train up for any upcoming championships. On every Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, I have to swim at least 5km or even 6km in the 50m Olympic-sized pool in my club. On Wednesdays and Fridays, I have to swim roughly 4km after we have played basketball with the coach just to have fun and be flexible in the body. And after training I simply get down to homework. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However most importantly, one must have the love and passion for swimming in order to perform well in any competition. Swimming teaches me how to be disciplined and have the right sportsmanship. Correct me if I’m wrong. Without discipline, generally you won’t improve as time passes you by. The least you can do to attain the best results in a swimming competition is not to be lazy when you train. It only means that you’re simply not hoping for the best to come. And, most of the time as you train, you need some parental support to advise you on how to correct your swimming techniques or even supply you with the right food in order to progress in training without risking exhaustion and dehydration in this hot weather.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now I’m aware of the right attitude when it comes to failing to impress your coaches during a championship, either when you didn’t improve your performance or when you have been disqualified for any event. As the saying goes, every person fails, champions simply get up and begin again. My first step to become a good swimmer is to expose myself to foreigners in various championships. I now come to a point when I express myself a being proud of being a swimmer. If I don’t swim, I get bored at home, and I don’t want that to happen. In order to enjoy life I need to get myself down to different tasks that include sports. I find that swimming is a good CCA as I get down to it all the time to keep myself busy after school, it also helps to relieve the stress in my mind from school work. Yes!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-7243598161855214?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/7243598161855214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=7243598161855214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7243598161855214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7243598161855214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/04/about-my-swimming-please-read.html' title='About my swimming… Please read.'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-8215367894951027088</id><published>2009-04-28T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:15:29.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the 2nd week of Poly life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Hello! It’s been a while since I last updated my blog. Like I mentioned before, my habit of blogging is going to die soon. Haha. Anyway, school so far has been a breeze for me. I honestly have no regrets choosing poly so far. Life in poly has been really really lively and vibrant. Right now, the first year students in the Engineering School are going through some basics of electronics, proper presentations and stuff.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;Anyway, speaking about the School Nats finals taking place this week. I bet the atmosphere down there in the Sports School is full of vibrancy and has really raised the roof, above the cold waters of victory and disappointment. Congratulations to those of you who made it to the finals for your events. For those who have not, you know what to do, right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5a5a"&gt;With all the information that I have been collecting from my swim mates and some of the parents, I find that this year’s School Nats competition is really full of angst and broken records. So many new records have been broken, many fast-as-lightning swimmers have been disqualified etc. Oh well, so long as they did their best, there should be a reason to be proud of themselves, right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;How I wish I was competing together with them though. Oh well, this is life and circumstances occur.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Never mind…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Yesterday I went for a time trial session conducted by the swimming team of TP. Quite unorganised I must admit. We were supposed to start off at 6pm, but unfortunately I only got to swim at around 7.15pm, even though I was the fifth swimmer to start.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4f4f"&gt;Anyway, at around 5.15pm after class, I went to the swimming pool to do my own warm-up. Swam 1500m on my own in a BOILING HOT pool. Oh well, I guess that’s normal since the weather has been melting people’s faces in Singapore recently.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;The swim team captain however, mentioned that the pool was heated. I was stunned for a minute down there and I thought my mood to sprint was wearing thin. Oh well, I still did a PB for 50m Fly and set a new training record for my 50m Freestyle. We were only given time to sprint for two 50m events anyway.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3535ff"&gt;See below for my results:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3535ff"&gt;50m Butterfly – 30.3secs. (-0.2)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#3535ff"&gt;50m Freestyle – 28.359secs. (new training PB)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;Oh well, I’m glad there’s a pretty HUGE chance of getting into the swim team because the captain and the coaching staff already knew who I am, and what’s my pet event.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;I was too delighted to sign up and join the TP Swimming Team. :) My classmates even wanted me to take up triathlon and play a part in the relays with them. I told them I’m more designed for, and hardcore in swimming, and only swimming.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Alright, that’s it for my 1st post for tonight. Second post coming right up!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-8215367894951027088?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/8215367894951027088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=8215367894951027088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8215367894951027088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8215367894951027088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-to-2nd-week-of-poly-life.html' title='Welcome to the 2nd week of Poly life!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6855088376317253498</id><published>2009-04-20T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:14:50.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school is over</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Hello! How’s life? Speaking of life, a new chapter is already being penned down in my life diary. As mentioned above, my first official day in my new school is over. This week is just going to be like a ‘warm-up’ week for the freshmen (1st year students), myself included. In fact I have just been informed that tests and quizzes will be starting next week. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Time flies, doesn’t it? But anyway, so far I find studying in TP pretty enjoyable, and to be frank it’s more engaging than the recent School Freshmen Orientation Camp. Seriously, I’d rather be training than sitting down there like an idiot, watching movies and listening to my iPod music for about 44% of the time I spent down there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Oh well, this week my swim mates will be swimming in the School Nationals. It’s a shame that I’m not involved in that anymore. :/ Oh well… I just hope that everyone breaks his/her PBs and will guarantee satisfaction, and more importantly stay upbeat after all the training that they’ve been through. I wish these guys all the best in doing his/her best for the schools, and also aiming to be the best by beating the rest.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Hope that more people can come over to RW1. Hahaha… But anyway I hope they don’t tense up before the competition, because it’ll only do more harm than good, right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Oh well, it’s going to be another long day for me tomorrow. Hope to see my swim mates beaming with smiles after the School Nats. ALL THE BEST GUYS! COME ON!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Right, that’s it then. Good night!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6855088376317253498?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6855088376317253498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6855088376317253498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6855088376317253498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6855088376317253498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-day-of-school-is-over.html' title='First day of school is over'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1764009351585865273</id><published>2009-04-09T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:03:57.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upgrade to RW1: CONFIRMED</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Hello again. How’s life? Speaking of life, it just keeps getting better as time passes by. Right now I’m really enjoying my break before I officially start my first semester on the 20th this month. By then my schedule will be just as hectic as it used to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Anyway, just to let you guys know… I’ve finally been handed the green light to train in my club’s elite team, APSC RW1. (: This having met the 1500m Freestyle minimum requirement for training in RW1, while I was swimming during the NAG not too long ago. I will make my move and officially begin training with the team on Monday, temporarily leaving behind most of my best pals in the team I’m currently in now. I’m not saying that I’m going back to train in RW2 again. I’m pretty sure my friends would love to come and join me again when the time is right. I’m not the only one who’s been eyeing this privilege to train in the elite team once again. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;The parents in the club have endorsed my movement, well so have my friends. I suppose that should be the way for parents to give support when someone like me is getting promoted. After all, I have been looking forward to training with this team for months already. Now, I finally got my wish.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I’m not only moving up to swimming in RW1, I’ll be staying there on a permanent basis. This evening was my last training session under Coach Tian. the one everyone’s been talking about, most of the time for the wrong reason. I seriously feel that by moving up, I can train at my own pace, I can pace more people during training. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Sadly though, only a few swimmers have qualified to join the team. That doesn’t include my best of friends though. :/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;My advice to them:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c"&gt;Train hard enough. Be patient, don’t force yourself to achieve this target whenever. And hopefully you’ll be rewarded with the privilege to train with me once again. I’ll be waiting for you! (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You’re looking for something you can’t find,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;if you give it up you’ll lose your mind. There’s always something in your way but what can you say, you’re gonna have a good day!” (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Some of my swim mates are competing in the ASEAN Cup 2009, over the Good Friday weekend. Wishing them ALL THE BEST and hope they will break their PBs. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Right, that’s all I have for now. Good night folks!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1764009351585865273?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1764009351585865273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1764009351585865273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1764009351585865273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1764009351585865273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/04/upgrade-to-rw1-confirmed.html' title='Upgrade to RW1: CONFIRMED'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5063609994630573892</id><published>2009-03-29T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:36:54.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Business!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Hello, I know it’s been a long while since I last updated. Nothing major has taken place ever since I finished all my events in the SNAG 2009. I guess my habit of blogging is slowly beginning to die down. Now I’m back in business, meaning that I still have plenty of time to train for my next competition in June. Life’s back to normal and I'm able to spend more time in school carrying out my daily activities.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Life in Temasek Poly I have to admit, is so far so good, no regrets or thoughts of reconsidering the decision that I made. My CDS classes have already ended now for some school discover program before we finish the entire Polytechnic Preparatory Programme (PPP) specially organised for the Direct Poly Admission (DPA) students, myself included. Just last week my new friends in the Engineering School were engaged in Problem-Based learning and Robotics as part of out School Discovery Programme.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Apparently we were given a problem to literally ‘solve’ in the classroom. We were given a task of finding a solution to the insufficient number of CCTV cameras in the HDB elevators, hence not really solving the problem of lift robbery and vandalism here. So yeah, my group and I really came up with some wild ideas like sending the crook straight to the police station through teleporting and built-in rocket machines. HAHA It was rather fun brainstorming our crazy ideas using the famous 40 principles of problem-solving.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;The next aspect of the programme was more fun and interesting than just solving problems. We were taught how to synchronise robots to follow lines on the track etc. We even had a race to determine who’s the most skilled team to program a robot before a ‘grand prix’. Well, my group came in 4th. And since we won $30 cash for coming in that position, we distributed $10 per individual. Whereas the champion could walk away with $60 cash only. Oh well, we still won something, better than nothing. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff2d2d"&gt;Last Friday we were engaged in Maths class, kind of like revising what we learnt in Secondary School which would prove useful for the courses that we’re each taking, especially Aerospace Engineering, my course.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff80"&gt;Coming back to my swimming, I haven’t been training that hard since the SNAG ended. I have been training for at most 7 or 8 sessions a week, unlike the previous 9 to 10 sessions. I have already qualified to get into RW1, the most elite team in the club, through my 1500m Freestyle timing. I still have yet to start moving up though.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Many of my friends and some of the parents are anxiously waiting for me to cross over, but I find it a bit complicated though because only two swimmers from RW2 (myself included) have made the qualifying mark for RW1 so far. And yeah, I’m still waiting for my crew members to seize the opportunity to come and join me. Since I have no competition next month unlike the others, I knew that by hook or by crook I needed to make that timing to get into RW1 FIRST. If not, GOLDEN CHANCE GONE.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Oh well, my friends have two more competitions next month to redeem themselves. They have the ASEAN Cup and the coming School Nationals.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#bf6000"&gt;Coming back to my training, I seriously feel that I’m slowly changing from being a sprinter to becoming a long-distance swimmer. I mean yeah, swimming 1500m Freestyle is actually my forte. But since my coach took over as coach of RW2, I didn’t know I had to suffer so much to maintain my performance in the pool. I mean yes, swimmers like me need more feeling of the water than the sprinters. Somehow, I feel that my innate energy to swim that long comes during the competition itself. It’s just like a building that is trying its very best not to collapse while it’s swaying during an earthquake, though it was designed to withstand such an impact.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Anyway, the Monday before the previous I got myself a 16GB iPod touch 2G. I must admit that I was eyeing only 8GB, but in the end I got more than what I bargained for. I’m grateful to my dad, he said he’d rather buy the 16GB for just S$110 extra. My iPod came with a purchase-with-purchase offer. It came with a S$19 package that’s worth a travel charger, screen protector and dark skin for covering the back of my iPod. Right now I have used up almost half of the capacity given, though it’s actual capacity was 14.52GB. I currently have 603 songs, 3 full-length movies, 965 photos and 18 applications inside. :D I must admit that I made full use of it’s ability to tap into other Wi-Fi networks, especially the free system in the TP campus. I can receive E-mail, Facebook updates, news and so much more. Whoop! Haha, oh well enough of that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff80"&gt;Alright, I suppose that’s all I have for you guys tonight. Till the next time then. Good night!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5063609994630573892?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5063609994630573892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5063609994630573892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5063609994630573892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5063609994630573892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-in-business.html' title='Back in Business!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-8608378922555811715</id><published>2009-03-18T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:28:16.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-SNAG reaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey guys. Finally I got my chance to update my blog once and for all. It’s been a while since I last blogged, it was about my forecast of the SNAG 2009. Oh well, it is finished. (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Time for my personal reflection. Hmm. I think it was basically a meet that mattered to me the most. This has only been my first genuine taste of swimming in a national competition in eight months, since School Nats last year. And this time, I did it with all 5 PBs for 5 events. (: Listed below are my new timings for the 5 events that I swam during the previous weekend:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;50m Free – 28.16secs. (-0.76, didn’t qualify for finals)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;100m Free – 1:00.53 (-0.43, didn’t qualify for finals)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;400m Free – 4:36.95 (-3.37, didn’t qualify for finals)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;1500m Free – 17:55.57 (-20.35, 7th in finals)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;100m Butterfly – 1:06.03 (-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;8.97, got DQ-ed for false start)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I must add that I have improved pretty significantly as well. I felt that this was the competition that was meant for me to improve this much, and my eight months of hard work have finally paid off. Coming back to the part when I have been exempted from my Creative Writing lessons in the Poly. I seriously feel that it didn’t really go to waste and at least I have been given time to train, and I’m very grateful to the staff over there for doing the least by supporting me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next stop, SINGAPORE OPEN (Coming June 2009).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, for those of you who have done well by breaking your PBs and set new records, congratulations! On the other hand for those who didn't do that well, don’t stop thinking about a new tomorrow! (: There is still time to work on it and shine the next time. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I must also thank the parents who came personally to congratulate me after my events. I must add that they really show lots of support for me and I’m very grateful to them. (:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay, that’s the wrap of my post for now. Good night!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-8608378922555811715?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/8608378922555811715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=8608378922555811715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8608378922555811715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8608378922555811715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-snag-reaction.html' title='Post-SNAG reaction'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3527991975275058563</id><published>2009-03-08T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:28:49.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to ROCK N’ ROLL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Hey, guys. It’s been a while since I lasted updated my blog huh? Well, I guess I didn’t really update much only with those random quizzes that I have been tagged by my friends on Facebook, to do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;I have been very busy for the past few days. I have been mixed with swimming training as well as my Cross-Disciplinary Subject (CDS) school work. I’m just glad to know that 80% of my CDS experience is already finished. Now, for the final presentation of our group project. After that, GRAND SLAM SWIMMING COMPETITION! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I will be at the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#37ff69"&gt;Sports School&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;from next Friday 7pm, to Sunday morning, because I'll be swimming in the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c"&gt;40th Singapore National Age Group Championships.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;In total, I'll be swimming 5 events,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffff59"&gt;50m, 100m, 400m, 1500m Freestyle (got good chance of winning!) and 100m Butterfly (first time swimming).&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;This will be one of the biggest tournaments in my swimming career, and this tournament involves ALL THE SWIM CLUBS in Singapore! For me I still have yet to become a national swimmer, but it takes time and a lot of hard work.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Anyway, this will be my first major competition in 8 months! The most recent being the Inter-school Nationals in July last year, when i was swimming for Junyuan Secondary School against swimmers from ACS(I) and RI. But I still beat some of them anyway, for my 400m and 1500m Freestyle. And I was short of the bronze medal by only 3.8 seconds! Argh... but that's okay! (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;The clock is ticking away, if you would notice the countdown on top of this post. Haha. If you all wanna know my entry times for my 5 events, they're listed below. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;50m Freestyle - 00:28.92      &lt;br /&gt;100m Freestyle - 01:00.96       &lt;br /&gt;400m Freestyle - 04:40.32       &lt;br /&gt;1500m Freestyle - 18:15.92       &lt;br /&gt;100m Butterfly - 01:15.00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Okay, I guess that's all I have to say for now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3527991975275058563.gif?l=justinwasbornon210892.blogspot.com" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3527991975275058563?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3527991975275058563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3527991975275058563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3527991975275058563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3527991975275058563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/03/ready-to-rock-n-roll.html' title='Ready to ROCK N’ ROLL'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1698935310414190432</id><published>2009-03-01T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:24:57.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You’re a Swimmer (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;1) Number of times you train a week?     &lt;br /&gt;7-11 times&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;2) Do you wear the same swimsuit/trunks everyday?     &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, but at least they dry up fast.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;3) Do you live out of your free swimming T-shirts?     &lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, sometimes I wear them to bed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;4) Do you smell of chlorine all day long?     &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;5) Long course or Short course?     &lt;br /&gt;Long course for long-distance, short course for short-distance.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;6) No. 1 stroke? Event? (please pick one ONLY)     &lt;br /&gt;1500m Freestyle&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;7) When was the last time you improved in this event?     &lt;br /&gt;School Nats 2008 (minus one minute from my previous PB)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;8) Event you can literally die racing?     &lt;br /&gt;200m FLY!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;9) What do you think about during long sets?     &lt;br /&gt;I always see my own engines running and not dying. Haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;10) Favourite meet you raced at outside of Singapore?     &lt;br /&gt;2007 Aussie vs. Asia All-Stars Meet, Perth, Australia, ALL PBs!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;11) One person who trains with you who you can't live without?     &lt;br /&gt;Aloysius&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;12) Do you have a pre-race ritual?     &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;13) Weakest part of your swimming?     &lt;br /&gt;Breaststroke!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;14) Strongest part of your swimming?     &lt;br /&gt;Swimming long-distance and kicking fast and non-stop (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;15) Favourite piece of training equipment?     &lt;br /&gt;Goggles!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;16) Worst thing about being a competitive swimmer?     &lt;br /&gt;The pressure is always high on my meter, but that's okay.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;17) Best thing about being a competitive swimmer?     &lt;br /&gt;To show that I have talent!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;18) Do you have more swimming friends or school friends?     &lt;br /&gt;A lot of swimming friends!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;19) Who is your swimming idol?     &lt;br /&gt;Michael Phelps and Alain Bernard&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;20) What kind of impact does swimming have on your life?     &lt;br /&gt;I BECOME A STRONGER AND MORE DISCIPLINED INDIVIDUAL! (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1698935310414190432?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1698935310414190432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1698935310414190432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1698935310414190432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1698935310414190432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-know-youre-swimmer.html' title='You Know You’re a Swimmer (:'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-562601462686622870</id><published>2009-02-27T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:38:53.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THNKS FR TH MMRS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot; anything you remember. Don't send a message, leave a comment here. Next, re-post this in your notes and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny and sweet to see the responses.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Must do! :D REALLY FUN!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-562601462686622870?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/562601462686622870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=562601462686622870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/562601462686622870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/562601462686622870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/02/thnks-fr-th-mmrs.html' title='THNKS FR TH MMRS'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-728343064179155869</id><published>2009-02-22T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:44:51.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've done 33 out of 132 stupid things.</title><content type='html'>Do this and post it with the title:&lt;br /&gt;I've done __ out of the 132 stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 1&lt;br /&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigarette&lt;br /&gt;( ) Smoked A Cigar&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex&lt;br /&gt;( ) Drank Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Are / Been In Love&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Dumped&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Fired&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been In A Fist Fight&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Crush On An Older Person&lt;br /&gt;( ) Skipped School&lt;br /&gt;( ) Slept With A Co-worker&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seen Someone / Something Die&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To Paris&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To Spain&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been On A Plane&lt;br /&gt;( ) Thrown Up From Drinking&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5&lt;br /&gt;(x) Eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;(x) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been in a Mosh Pit&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship&lt;br /&gt;( ) Taken Pain Killers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Love/loved Someone Who You Can't Have&lt;br /&gt;( ) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Snow Angel&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Tea Party&lt;br /&gt;(x) Flown A Kite&lt;br /&gt;(x) Built A Sand Castle&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone mudding (offroading)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played Dress Up&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Sledging&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Lonely&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fallen Asleep At Work / School&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9&lt;br /&gt;(x) Watched The Sun Set&lt;br /&gt;( ) Felt An Earthquake&lt;br /&gt;( ) Killed A Snake&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 10&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Tickled&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Robbed / Vandalized&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been cheated on&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 11&lt;br /&gt;(x) Won A Contest&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Suspended From School&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had Detention&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 12&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had / Have Braces&lt;br /&gt;( ) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;( ) Danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 13&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hated The Way You Look&lt;br /&gt;( ) Witnessed A Crime&lt;br /&gt;( ) Pole Danced&lt;br /&gt;( ) Questioned Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 14&lt;br /&gt;( ) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Lost&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swam In The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;( ) Felt Like You Were Dying&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 15&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cried Yourself To Sleep&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played Cops And Robbers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sang Karaoke&lt;br /&gt;( ) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 16&lt;br /&gt;(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(x) Made a Prank Phone Call&lt;br /&gt;( ) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed In The Rain&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 17&lt;br /&gt;( ) Written A Letter To Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;( ) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About&lt;br /&gt;(x) Blown Bubbles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 18&lt;br /&gt;( ) Crashed A Party&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gone Rollerskating / Blading&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had A Wish Come True&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Humped By A Monkey&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 19&lt;br /&gt;( ) Worn Pearls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Jumped Off A Bridge&lt;br /&gt;( ) Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swam With Dolphins..&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 20&lt;br /&gt;( ) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kissed A Fish&lt;br /&gt;( ) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sat On A Roof Top&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 21&lt;br /&gt;(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs&lt;br /&gt;( ) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;( ) Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours&lt;br /&gt;(x) Recently stayed up for a while talking to someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 22&lt;br /&gt;( ) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) Climbed A Tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had/Been In A Tree House.&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 23&lt;br /&gt;(x) Believed In Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Streaking&lt;br /&gt;( ) Visited Jail&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 24&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played Chicken&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger&lt;br /&gt;( ) Broken A Bone&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Easily Amused&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 25&lt;br /&gt;(x) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one&lt;br /&gt;( ) Caught A Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;( ) Laughed So Hard You Cried&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 26&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had Someone Moon/Flash You&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cheated On A Test&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forgotten Someone's Name&lt;br /&gt;( ) French Braided Someones Hair&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Skinny Dipping&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;br /&gt;( )Tried to hurt yourself&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 27&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rode A Roller Coaster&lt;br /&gt;(x) Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had A Cavity&lt;br /&gt;( ) Black-Mailed Someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Black Mailed&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 28&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been Used&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fell Going Up The Stairs&lt;br /&gt;( ) Licked A Cat&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bitten Someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) Licked Someone&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 29&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been shot at/or at gunpoint&lt;br /&gt;( ) Had sex in the rain&lt;br /&gt;( ) Flattened someones tires&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on&lt;br /&gt;( ) Got five dollars or less worth of gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done 33 out of 132 stupid things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-728343064179155869?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/728343064179155869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=728343064179155869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/728343064179155869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/728343064179155869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-done-33-out-of-132-stupid-things.html' title='I&apos;ve done 33 out of 132 stupid things.'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4293458882733211923</id><published>2009-02-21T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:25:35.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Aloysius</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;001. Real name → Seah Kah Liang Justin   &lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s) → Yi Qian Wu, 1500 in Chinese    &lt;br /&gt;003. Star sign → Leo    &lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female →Male    &lt;br /&gt;005. Elementary → TNPS    &lt;br /&gt;006. Middle School → JYSS    &lt;br /&gt;007. High School → JYSS    &lt;br /&gt;008. Hair colour → Brownish Black    &lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short → Short!    &lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet → Both    &lt;br /&gt;011. Sweats or Jeans → Jeans    &lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera → Both    &lt;br /&gt;013. Health freak → Yes    &lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? → Neither, sparkling fruit juice is bad enough    &lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? → Yes    &lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink → Eat and drink    &lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings → Forget it    &lt;br /&gt;018. Tattoos → Forget it&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?   &lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an airplane→ Yes    &lt;br /&gt;020. Been ditched→ Touch wood    &lt;br /&gt;021. Been in a car accident → Yes    &lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a fist fight → Touch wood&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;FIRSTS:   &lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing → None    &lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend → Aloysius, Andy, Alan, Alyssa, Shao Min, Stacy, Marjorie    &lt;br /&gt;025. First award → Can’t remember    &lt;br /&gt;026. First crush → Can’t remember    &lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation → KL, Malaysia&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LASTS:   &lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to → Dad    &lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted → Sophie Rusli    &lt;br /&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with → Family    &lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate → NZ Prime Sirloin with French Fries and Mashed Potato    &lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched → Talking Cock    &lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to → Night Fever – Bee Gees    &lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought → Dinner tonight    &lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged → Family member&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;FAVES:   &lt;br /&gt;037. Food → Roti Prata    &lt;br /&gt;038. Drinks → Sparkling Fruit Juice and Soda    &lt;br /&gt;039. Clothing → Red and White    &lt;br /&gt;040. Books → None    &lt;br /&gt;041. Music→ Punk Rock and Pop music    &lt;br /&gt;042. Flower → None that I can think of    &lt;br /&gt;043. Colour(s) → Red, Blue, White, and Faint Yellow    &lt;br /&gt;044. Movies → Kung Fu Panda    &lt;br /&gt;045. Positions → None    &lt;br /&gt;046. Subjects → Geography&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;IN 2008..... I   &lt;br /&gt;047. [ ] Kissed in the snow    &lt;br /&gt;048. [ ] celebrated Halloween    &lt;br /&gt;049. [ ] had your heart broken    &lt;br /&gt;050. [x] went over the minutes on your cell phone    &lt;br /&gt;051. [ ] someone questioned your sexual orientation    &lt;br /&gt;052. [ ] came out of the closet    &lt;br /&gt;053. [ ] gotten pregnant    &lt;br /&gt;054. [ ] had an abortion    &lt;br /&gt;055. [ ] done something you've regretted    &lt;br /&gt;056. [ ] broke a promise    &lt;br /&gt;057. [X] hid a secret    &lt;br /&gt;058. [X] pretended to be happy    &lt;br /&gt;059. [x] met someone who changed your life    &lt;br /&gt;060. [ ] pretended to be sick    &lt;br /&gt;061. [X] left the country    &lt;br /&gt;062. [X] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it    &lt;br /&gt;063. [ ] cried over the silliest thing    &lt;br /&gt;064. [x] ran a mile    &lt;br /&gt;065. [ ]went to the beach with your best friend(s)    &lt;br /&gt;066. [X] stay single the whole year    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CURRENTLY:   &lt;br /&gt;067. Eating →No    &lt;br /&gt;068. Drinking → No    &lt;br /&gt;069. I'm about to → sleep!    &lt;br /&gt;070. Listening to → Please – Elton John    &lt;br /&gt;071. Plans for today → Train hard    &lt;br /&gt;072. Waiting for → Nothing I can think of&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;YOUR FUTURE:   &lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids? → 2    &lt;br /&gt;074. Want to get married? → Yeah    &lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind → Pilot&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?   &lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes → Eyes    &lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller? → Shorter    &lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous → Both.    &lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms → Both    &lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud → sensitive    &lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship → Relationship    &lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant → Both&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:   &lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts → No    &lt;br /&gt;084. Ran away from home → No    &lt;br /&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defence → No    &lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody → Shut up    &lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart → hope not    &lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested → Shut up    &lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died → Yeah&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:   &lt;br /&gt;090. Yourself → YEAH!    &lt;br /&gt;091. Miracles → Sometimes    &lt;br /&gt;092. Love at first sight → no    &lt;br /&gt;093. Heaven → Yes    &lt;br /&gt;094. Santa Claus → No    &lt;br /&gt;095. Sex on the first date → No    &lt;br /&gt;096. Kiss on the first date → No&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:   &lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? → yeah    &lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? → Why not?    &lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God → Yeah    &lt;br /&gt;100. Do you miss anyone right now→ Yes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4293458882733211923?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4293458882733211923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4293458882733211923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4293458882733211923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4293458882733211923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-aloysius.html' title='Tagged by Aloysius'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6570860283508448180</id><published>2009-02-13T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:15:08.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On my knees for Valentine's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello again, today hasn’t been any ordinary day like before. Mainly because of one tragedy that happened to our family. I’m very sad to say that I have lost one of my aunts, to some heart attack, cancer before that. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow’s Valentines Day, it’s not going to be any ordinary day like before when I usually don’t celebrate. But it’s about mourning my aunt’s passing this year on this so-called special day. Roses and other types of flowers will be there for another purpose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think her passing was rather expected, she was over 80 years old, and she was already suffering so I guess she has finally but tragically, managed to break free and is now on a peaceful journey to a better land. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s very sad that I didn't get a chance to say goodbye for the last time while she was still lying on her deathbed. However I still have the captured image of the last time I saw her up and running last Sunday when we were still celebrating the Lunar New Year. I suddenly thought that moment was really goodbye having shaken hands with her for one last time. But anyway I still think that the last joyous occasion we had last Sunday was better than seeing her lie on her deathbed today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Although she may have left us, but the most wonderful memories of her presence will remain in our hearts. Meanwhile I would like to um… ‘dedicate’ this song to my beloved Aunty Pansy, it’s a song from Green Day and it’s called “Time of Your Life”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="4"&gt;GREEN DAY – TIME OF YOUR LIFE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another turning point a fork stuck in the road     &lt;br /&gt;Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go      &lt;br /&gt;So make the best of this test and don't ask why      &lt;br /&gt;It's not a question but a lesson learned in time      &lt;br /&gt;It's something unpredictable      &lt;br /&gt;But in the end is right      &lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So take the photographs and still frames in your mind     &lt;br /&gt;Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time      &lt;br /&gt;Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial      &lt;br /&gt;For what it's worth it was worth all the while      &lt;br /&gt;It's something unpredictable      &lt;br /&gt;But in the end is right      &lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's something unpredictable     &lt;br /&gt;But in the end is right      &lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's something unpredictable     &lt;br /&gt;But in the end is right      &lt;br /&gt;I hope you had the time of your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;“Journey well, rest in peace, memories of having you with us will live on forever…”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6570860283508448180?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6570860283508448180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6570860283508448180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6570860283508448180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6570860283508448180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-my-knees-for-valentines.html' title='On my knees for Valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-744332973157907727</id><published>2009-02-12T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:21:41.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 PPP DPA Orientation: A BREEZE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SZO_8deLdkI/AAAAAAAABC4/OuaLzI9eNTE/s1600-h/P110209_10.05_edited%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="P110209_10.05_edited" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="414" alt="P110209_10.05_edited" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SZO_9HmLHJI/AAAAAAAABC8/-7GqTNTg9DQ/P110209_10.05_edited_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Hello! Well, I guess it’s been more than a week since I last updated. Oh well here goes…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Recently I’ve been involved in an orientation that’s compulsory for the DPA students in TP to attend. Although it was compulsory, it was rather worth it. No wonder they used the term ‘compulsory’. I guess they didn’t want people to miss all the fun. Well, good thing I didn’t. (:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3e3e"&gt;During the orientation which lasted from last Friday until yesterday, I recall we had lot of time and fun playing those ice-breaking games. But I guess the more heavy-duty activities made the entire orientation a moment to pen down in our eternal diary. Heavy-duty activities like scaling walls, rock climbing, Dragon-boating, Hip-Hop dancing and even the Amazing Race held on the last day which was yesterday. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Speaking of Dragon-boating, we apparently won a race against two other teams. How’s that? (: And speaking of the Amazing Race, we went through difficulties as a team and we managed to overcome it. Now, that’s what I call ‘Amazing’. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;I took plenty of photos of my group members having lots of fun, and the priceless expressions on their faces. They’re already uploaded onto my Facebook profile anyway, about 80 plus.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;Despite the fact that I sprained my left ankle on Saturday morning, I still went there to witness those once-in-a-lifetime events. In case you’re wondering how I sprained my ankle, it happened when I was playing Basketball with my swim mates after land training, and unfortunately I was tripped by my own team mate. DAMN UNFORTUNATE to be there at that time.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Now, I’m walking wounded but things just kept improving as time passed. Went for an X-ray scan on Tuesday to check on it, the good news is that, I suffer from no fracture or any hairline crack on the bone. The bad news, I’m not supposed to start kicking until next week or so. :/&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#afafd8"&gt;But despite all that misery I still made lots of friends down there, including the seniors. (: Honestly what would the orientation have become, without them around to guide and encourage the newcomers? A boring experience indeed. We were strangers until we discovered that we’re on the same boat together.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;So once again I sincerely thank those who guided and encouraged me during the orientation, hopefully we can work together and overcome the most difficult obstacles on the road to success. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;That’s all for now. Goodbye.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-744332973157907727?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/744332973157907727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=744332973157907727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/744332973157907727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/744332973157907727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ppp-dpa-orientation-breeze.html' title='2009 PPP DPA Orientation: A BREEZE'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SZO_9HmLHJI/AAAAAAAABC8/-7GqTNTg9DQ/s72-c/P110209_10.05_edited_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4694577746408656975</id><published>2009-02-04T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:42:25.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristy, Are You Doing Okay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4848"&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.     &lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.      &lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!      &lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;If someone says &amp;quot;Is this okay&amp;quot; you say?&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;An Everlasting Love - Andy Gibb&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;High School Never Ends - Bowling For Soup      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;I'm Alive - Celine Dion (Whoa, I didn't know this could be that accurate)      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Breathe - Faith Hill      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What is your motto?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Hold Me Now - Thompson Twins (HAHA!)      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Physical - Olivia Newton John      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Addicted To Love - Robert Palmer      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;No More Cloudy Days - Eagles      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What is 2+2?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Carrie - Europe      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;World - Bee Gees      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;In the Country - Cliff Richard      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What is your life story?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Unbreak My Heart (Regresa A Mi) - Il Divo      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;My Sweet Lord - George Harrison      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do you think when you see the person you like?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Midnight - The Shadows      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do your parents think of you?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Drift (Fast &amp;amp; Furious) - Teriyaki Boyz (That's right!)      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;In the City - Eagles      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Check Yes Juliet - We the Kings      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Welcome to My Life - Simple Plan      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;You Make Me Feel Brand New - The Stylistics      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What's the worst thing that could happen?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin - Hall &amp;amp; Oates      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;How will you die?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Summer Holiday - Cliff Richard (Unbelievable...)      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What is the one thing you regret?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;When You Say Nothing At All - Boyzone      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What makes you laugh?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Angel - Shaggy      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What makes you cry?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Telstar - The Shadows      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Will you ever get married?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Get Over It - Eagles      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What scares you the most?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Party Like A Rockstar - Shop Boyz (What the...)      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Does anyone like you?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Magic - Olivia Newton John      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;If you could go back in time, what would you change?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;The Air That I Breathe - The Hollies (Whoa...)      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What hurts right now?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Run To Me - Bee Gees      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;What will you post this as?&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;Kristy, Are You Doing Okay? - The Offspring&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Tag 10 Friends:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt; Andy Leong, Alyssa Lie, Chua Shao Min, Stacy Tan, Marjorie Kong, Tay Aik Ping, Thaddea Chua, Derek Tan, Sean Koh, Aloysius Lam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4694577746408656975?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4694577746408656975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4694577746408656975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4694577746408656975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4694577746408656975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/02/kristy-are-you-doing-okay-offspring.html' title='Kristy, Are You Doing Okay?'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2441751077969019419</id><published>2009-01-31T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:27:32.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapped up in RED packets</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SYPtvZYHfbI/AAAAAAAABCw/nSyAtWW-FBc/s1600-h/n531826542_1236077_1010%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="n531826542_1236077_1010" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="313" alt="n531826542_1236077_1010" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SYPtwaH4YsI/AAAAAAAABC0/fmyPxrxpB4M/n531826542_1236077_1010_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Time for an update, at least finally. Since the last time I blogged which happened on Sunday, I have been enjoying myself basically because the Lunar New Year of the Ox has come, and every Chinese folk will be celebrating this most important event of the year.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Well the reunion dinner on Sunday night was just AWESOME! I ate steamboat with four bowls of rice for dinner, followed by a visit to the temple, then the countdown and finally the day ended with a late Mah-jong game. Surprisingly this year my mood for a celebration was not as vibrant as before, but we still celebrated anyway.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff2828"&gt;So on Monday we went to Uncle Eddie’s place at Siglap for a visit, over there we played Mah-jong and even Bingo! Surprisingly though, not as many relatives turned up like last year, the &lt;em&gt;ang pow&lt;/em&gt; money collected wasn't that much but I still won 21 bucks from Mah-jong and Bingo. (: We were treated to the same lion dance (see picture), but this time we even witnessed stunts like pole-climbing and back flips! I recorded an estimated 15 minutes of the action, man it took me forever to post it on Facebook, but if you want to view it, it’s already there in my profile. I refused to paste it here, having waited for a damn long time when I uploaded it on Facebook, I doubt I want to go through that again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Day two, this year I couldn’t go to the next house for a visit like before, since we had no invitation, I felt rather disappointed but anyway we headed for a BBQ dinner at my dad’s friend’s home at Eunos. I still collected &lt;em&gt;ang pow&lt;/em&gt; from there, and I seriously enjoyed the BBQ that even came with pizza! We even had Lo-Hei after that. Man all the vegetables splattered all over the dining table. Isn’t it great? :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;In total I think my ang pow money in total would still exceed my expectations of $1,000 despite the recession. (: PLEASE DON’T ROB ME! Haha…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Anyway this has been a pretty good start for the new year, now that my swimming is improving and dad’s business is constantly blooming. My cupboard is full of my new clothes now, all falling one by one. O.O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Oh well, I guess that’s it for my New Year update, hope you’re enjoying your celebrations!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2441751077969019419?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2441751077969019419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2441751077969019419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2441751077969019419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2441751077969019419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/01/bathing-in-red-packets.html' title='Wrapped up in RED packets'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SYPtwaH4YsI/AAAAAAAABC0/fmyPxrxpB4M/s72-c/n531826542_1236077_1010_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2875958702018792367</id><published>2009-01-25T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:42:15.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Rat, Hello Ox</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Just to update my blog one more time before we Chinese folks usher in the Lunar New Year. I can’t even imagine myself being in a more festive mood compared to the 2009 New Year celebrations. I think the Year of the Rat has been quite a hectic lunar year for me, especially at tough times like my O-Level exams. But I think it’s time to wash away all my sins from the previous year and turn over a new leaf!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4aff"&gt;On Friday my family and I were already in a CNY mood, for example, rolling out the Mah-jong set and playing until 11 plus at night. The good news is that, I still made money from both Friday night and last night’s games. I can still remember how to kill the game with my seven pairs combination. Haha (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Majority of the people I have spoke to are looking forward to CNY mainly because of the Ang Pow money. Haha… Well, same here. I think it’s also a good time to celebrate a new year and forget about the bad times we had the previous year. Most importantly, we must treasure whatever lessons we have learnt from that year.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;If you wanna ask me, what I’ve learnt from the Year of the Rat, is not to give up fighting for your rights, and always stay positive even when you’re at your breaking point. Learn to put a good smile on your face wherever you go. At least it helps to reduce stress, clears your mind and also beautifies your facial complexion. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;Tonight, the lights in my house will shine at their brightest and will be more than bright enough to welcome the spirit of celebrating the most important event of the year for the family. Dinner will be the most splendid of the year, steamboat and you know.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9d9dff"&gt;Oh well, that’s all I have to write today. here’s wishing you all a very happy and prosperous lunar new year!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4040" size="5"&gt;EVERYBODY, GONG XI FA CAI!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2875958702018792367?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2875958702018792367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2875958702018792367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2875958702018792367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2875958702018792367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye-rat-hello-ox.html' title='Goodbye Rat, Hello Ox'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5950362267318410446</id><published>2009-01-22T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:48:37.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“I’ll Keep Holding On”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Hello, well it’s been more than a week since I last updated this page, about my O-Level results. Life has been a breeze for me since that moment of truth. I feel that things have been going on swimmingly as planned.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I still have another less than three months before I start my first day in my new academic journey in TP. But right now, I'm taking advantage of the time that I have left, to train hard and improve my swimming capabilities. I know, the rules of the club have not changed. I firmly believe that there would not be any outcome after the club meeting on the 9th this month. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;I’m still gonna hang on to whatever I have to train smart, and keep fit. On the bottom line, I just don’t wanna give up. After all, winners never quit and quitters never win. I’ve already shrugged off the feeling the random people are breaking the law in promoting themselves to a better team.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#2492ff"&gt;For the past few days I’ve been very pleased with my form, I find that my short-distance is improving very quickly and so is my long-distance. For example, I swam 2:17 for 200m Free without plunging, minus four seconds from my previous record last week. I thought it was a rather beautiful swim. What do you guys think? Hmm… I seriously feel that I have already gotten back my lost form from last year, and it just keeps getting better and better. :]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;Talking about training, I think the new arrangements in the schedule have been fruitful for some of the swimmers, some training at 4.30pm, and some are training at 6.30pm. However, majority of them would go for the later slot, which leaves the total attendance for the earlier slot to less than ten people. O.O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;FORECAST for the next few days: CNY is coming up, my home is still not decorated, but preparations for the new year are going on pretty well. I doubt we have time to prepare the pussywillow plant anyway. Haha…&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8d8dc7"&gt;Oh well, I guess there’s nothing else I can write about. Good night, then!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8d8dc7"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;P.S: I really hate land training!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00"&gt;Though it may sound random but it’s true.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5950362267318410446?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5950362267318410446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5950362267318410446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5950362267318410446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5950362267318410446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/01/ill-keep-holding-on.html' title='“I’ll Keep Holding On”'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6727196181017520902</id><published>2009-01-13T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:48:25.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaction: O-Level results</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Hello, yes my O-level results have already been released. I felt that the results I got, were pretty good for me. (: Especially when it comes from not having tuition throughout the whole year.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Before I saw my results I stood really calm, as I turned on my MP3 and kept my ears isolated from those sounds of crying and you know. I wasn’t that anxious because I was very confident that I could and would pass my O-Levels with ease and get into Poly education. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;All I did while waiting was put up a good smile. But after I received the results from Mdm. Irma, I felt that I’ve successfully opened a new chapter in my academic journey. The results I got were more than enough to meet the qualification standards for the course I wanna take up: Aerospace Engineering.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff80"&gt;For English, I think I did improve from the Prelims last year. For combined humanities, I know it looks kinda bad, but anyway I’m still remaining upbeat about that, since it was not my pet subject nor did I expect myself to get a good grade. For Geography, it was kinda unexpected that I got B3, I feel that I made a tremendous improvement from the Prelim and that pleases me. Same for Math, Science, and D &amp;amp; T. I didn’t expect myself to get an A2 for D &amp;amp; T! HAHA I still passed my Chinese B, though I pretty much sucked in speaking the language. LOL&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Above all, I didn’t show any sign of emotion on the way home, just beams of smiles for the rest of the day. At home my parents couldn’t resist putting up a smile either. And neither did my teachers nor the principal show signs of disappointment. For me, I didn’t expect myself to do that well, I thought a score better than my Prelim results for L1R4 would’ve been good enough. (: But my confidence was pretty much lifted by my successful DPA application. I achieved my goal in getting a better result than my Prelims. I am successfully, officially an enrolled student in TP now. No question asked. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For those of you who did well, let me say a word of congratulations to all of you, wishing you a more successful journey ahead. For those who flunked, not to worry, it isn’t the end of the road for you yet. Don’t give up, wishing you all the best in future. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6727196181017520902?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6727196181017520902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6727196181017520902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6727196181017520902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6727196181017520902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/01/reaction-o-level-results.html' title='Reaction: O-Level results'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2439861880571729531</id><published>2009-01-13T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:17:24.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O-Level Results!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;English: C5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Combined Humanities (SS/Hist.): D7&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Geography: B3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Mathematics: B3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Science (Phy/Chem): B3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Design &amp;amp; Technology: A2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Chinese B: Pass&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff40"&gt;CCA: A1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;No. of subjects recorded: 7&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;No. of subjects graded 6 or better: 5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="5"&gt;Total score: L1R4+CCA = 14&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Outcome: “You have been admitted to Temasek Polytechnic via the DPA exercise. As such, you will not be allowed to participate in the JAE.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2439861880571729531?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2439861880571729531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2439861880571729531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2439861880571729531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2439861880571729531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-level-results.html' title='O-Level Results!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3687333928172743032</id><published>2009-01-10T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:03:27.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FW: Think about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Let's all remember to take the time to LIVE!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;A friend of mine opened his wife's drawer and picked up a silk paper wrapped package:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;'This, - he said - isn't any ordinary package.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;He unwrapped the box and stared at both the silk paper and the box.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;'She got this the first time we went to England , 8 or 9 years ago.. She has never put it on , was saving it for a special occasion. Well, I guess this is it. He got near the bed and placed the gift box next to the other clothing he was taking to the funeral house, his wife had just died. He turned to me and said:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4a4a"&gt;'Never save something for a special occasion. Every day in your life is a special occasion'.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I still think those words changed my life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Now I read more and clean less.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I sit on the porch without worrying about anything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I spend more time with my family, and less at work.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;I understood that life should be a source of experience to be lived up to, not survived through. I no longer keep anything. I use crystal glasses every day... I'll wear new clothes to go to the supermarket, if i feel like it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff40"&gt;I don't save my special outfit for special occasions, I use it whenever I want to. The words 'Someday...' and ' One Day...' are fading away from my dictionary. If it's worth seeing, listening or doing, I want to see, listen or do it now.. I don't know what my friend's wife would have done if she knew she wouldn't be there the next morning, this nobody can tell. I think she might have called her relatives and closest friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;She might call old friends to make peace over past quarrels. I'd like to think she would go out for Chinese dinner, her favourite food. It's these small things that I would regret not doing, if I knew my time had come.&amp;lt; will it&amp;gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Each day, each hour, each minute, is special. Live for today, for tomorrow is promised to no-one.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;If you got this, it's because someone cares for you and because, probably, there's someone you care about.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#c28585"&gt;If you're too busy to send this out to other people and you say to yourself that you will send it 'One of these days' , remember that 'One day' is far away... or might never come...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;No matter if you're superstitious or not, spend some time reading it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;It holds useful messages for the soul.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3687333928172743032?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3687333928172743032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3687333928172743032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3687333928172743032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3687333928172743032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/01/fw-think-about-it.html' title='FW: Think about it'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5631088321079232673</id><published>2009-01-06T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:49:06.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more integrity in the club?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff2b3a"&gt;It's been barely a week since the new year started, and right now I sense that the new year has gotten off to a poor start for me. One good example is what's been happening during training, as well as some events that kind of puzzle me and a few of my swim mates.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Since I came back from Kunming last month, I've already been seeing things that I do not quite like to see. I saw a few swimmers technically, breaking the law in our swim team. How did they upgrade themselves informally? I do not know. But I feel that upgrading to a better team without meeting the qualifications, is&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;not ethical&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;. Especially when these people tend to slack during training. I hate it when these low-profile swimmers can move themselves up by&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;breaking the law with the help of a lawmaker&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;. If these people can move up,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;WHAT ABOUT US? It lowers the standard of our team, in case you're not aware.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Eventually, the most hardworking ones think that this kind of privelege is&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;awfully ridiculous.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Subsequently, &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;we the hardworking ones feel neglected&lt;/font&gt; by the coach. No, we're not scolding our coach at all. I seriously feel that this team I'm currently training under, has &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;no more justice or integrity&lt;/font&gt;. Imagine the low-profile ones can move themselves up by not doing much, but I have to do double the work just to upgrade myself. It's been more than two weeks since the coaches met to discuss this issue. But still, nothing has been done, and our situation has not improved. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;I fully understand the importance of training hard, but&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;what's the point&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;of training that hard, when I see slackers moving up just like that? We have already said our piece to the boss, and seriously I think he doesn't care anymore. Even the parents have&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;given up&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;talking. I even thought of upgrading to a better team myself just like how those lawbreakers did it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;The time trials that have been arranged for us, as far as I'm concerned, do not work for my body. The probability of getting a PB is quite low. I understand the importance of having time trials as well, but one person has already complained to me that he couldn't move up despite meeting the qualifying time for the best team in the club. Absolutely ridiculous, I must say.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;I feel that the kind of effort that person has put in, is&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;wasted&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;. I too, want to train hard, meet the&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;qualifications and make my move to the better team. Even the coach over there knows me as well, as the boss. Knowing me better than my current coach, I bet she can still cope with my needs and help me to nurture my talents further.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;I take it that the cancellation of the time trial today is a blessing in disguise. Because, right now, I have six parts of my body that are still very sore. Sore, that I cannot even straighten my arms, or even walk down the stairs properly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Somebody ought to get up, and do something about this issue, I don't wanna waste my time, waiting anymore. Comments are much appreciated.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5631088321079232673?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5631088321079232673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5631088321079232673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5631088321079232673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5631088321079232673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2009/01/uncertainty-already.html' title='No more integrity in the club?'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1762878147810464194</id><published>2008-12-31T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:57:53.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 - Those Were The Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;Hello! Here's my final post OF THE YEAR before ushering in a new and hopefully a happier new year. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;Firstly, I can only say that 2008 has been one of the most stressful years of my life, if you wanna talk about getting good grades in the academy. Many harsh and last-minute decisions were made thus slowing down progress a bit. I still managed to adapt to that kind of situation, however something obviously has to be done to resolve that matter. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;After today, I'm officially no longer a student in secondary school, a new chapter of my life will be written. For four years, I've been through loads of hardship to prepare early for the O Level exams. The exams that cost me my training this year. Which is why I avoid going out to the mall these days to shop, or even hang out with my schoolmates. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;For such a hectic year, I still managed to continue to pursue my relationship with my swim mates. Things have changed a lot really, when the new coach stepped in to train all of us. But one thing good about her is that she's dedicated to her job. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;Kunming this year has taught me so much, since a few more members of my crew joined us for the first time. I'll make sure that our relationship can continue on like this, and no force on Earth would destroy it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;Okay, I guess that's all I have for THIS YEAR! See you, next year. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="6"&gt;HAVE A HAPPIER 2009!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="6"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1762878147810464194?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1762878147810464194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1762878147810464194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1762878147810464194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1762878147810464194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-those-were-days.html' title='2008 - Those Were The Days...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-71771286091502878</id><published>2008-12-31T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:14:38.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 APSC Biathlon @ ACS(I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVs3FyyMMZI/AAAAAAAABAw/c6umUsAqUnE/IMG_5086_edited%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="239" alt="IMG_5086_edited" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVs3K7S5HFI/AAAAAAAABA0/k473acNonRY/IMG_5086_edited_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4848" size="2"&gt;I woke up at 5.45am this morning, then my parents and I drove for about half an hour to ACS(I) along Dover Road for the annual New Year's eve biathlon. I was made to swim 1500m and run the same 1.6km around the track, like last year. This was my second time taking part, so I was hoping to break a record somehow, and I did it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4848" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Man, I couldn't quite understand why the administrators tied ribbons around the wrist. The good news is that, it's easy to identify people in the same age group as me. The bad news is, it caused so much drag in the water!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4848" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Anyway, after swimming the 1500m, I saw Zach, Sean, Kai Sheng, and Matthew scrambling to wear their shoes and race on the track. I finished in 4th place, which is pretty good. (: I finished in 23 minutes, breaking my previous record by 5 minutes.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4848" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Sadly there were no consolation prizes this year. This was the first time I raced on the track in a year.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4848" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;Oh well, headed for Lukas's house to try out his flight simulator. Surprisingly it was just a joystick with a few buttons and a game that works like any PC game. But hey, I could take-off and fly in a simulated cockpit of the Airbus A320, A330, and the A380! O.O And also the Boeing 777 and 787 Dreamliner. :-D The only problem is when you wanna land. Hahaha...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8000" size="2"&gt;More to come in just a while. See above post for the next update.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-71771286091502878?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/71771286091502878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=71771286091502878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/71771286091502878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/71771286091502878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-apsc-biathlon-acsi.html' title='2008 APSC Biathlon @ ACS(I)'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVs3K7S5HFI/AAAAAAAABA0/k473acNonRY/s72-c/IMG_5086_edited_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3133231798974499746</id><published>2008-12-25T11:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:25:46.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Swim 2008 / Seasons Greetings!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVTNQOGY_QI/AAAAAAAABAo/tfJtRjquBeA/s1600-h/IMG_4732_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVTNQOGY_QI/AAAAAAAABAo/tfJtRjquBeA/s400/IMG_4732_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284073941358935298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4040" size="2"&gt;Hello! How's life? Good? Well, this post's about our X'mas swim yesterday morning on X'mas eve, and the party that followed. Oh by the way, I have already finished uploading my photos in Kunming in not one, not two, but FIVE ALBUMS on Facebook. Feel free to take a look!! (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4040" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Yesterday I woke up to my usual morning alarm at six in the morning. I reported at Farrer Park at 7am for the 8km swim 'marathon'. Well, the weather did not suit us that well, but we still finished the marathon at around 9am. Apparently we were given a discount of 2km already. The older guys had to swim 10km... HAH HAH!! But seriously, I don't really mind swimming a further 2km, no much of a problem for my body. Anyway... there was plenty of good food following the completion of the swim. To my surprise the food was so much better than last year's party. There was a bigger variety of food, and the food was much tastier than before. Had two servings of fried rice, one pandan cake, one beef pau, one sausage roll, and two pieces of fried chicken wings! Whoa, I REALLY ATE UNTIL MY STOMACH BLOATED! SIX PACKS REDUCED TO ONE!! xD Too bad, we didn't have a chance to see the log cake this year.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4040" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00"&gt;Oh, before I forget, highlight of the party, WE POPPED CHAMPAGNE!! Okay, maybe not champagne but two bottles of non-alcoholic sparkling fruit juice! :-D Trust me, my crew and I treated it like some sort of a typical wedding party in most hotels. Hahaha...&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4040" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Anyway, treat this as a warm-up. For next week, NEW YEAR BIATHLON!! :-D Okay, that's the wrap of my update.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4040" size="5"&gt;MERRY X'MAS EVERYONE!! GOD BLESS!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3133231798974499746?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3133231798974499746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3133231798974499746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3133231798974499746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3133231798974499746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-swim-2008-seasons-greetings.html' title='Christmas Swim 2008 / Seasons Greetings!!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVTNQOGY_QI/AAAAAAAABAo/tfJtRjquBeA/s72-c/IMG_4732_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5795056733659706842</id><published>2008-12-21T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:28:56.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Survived 17 days in Kunming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVNuaelCrhI/AAAAAAAABAI/lvJvOz67Cmc/s1600-h/n531826542_1092725_1951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVNuaelCrhI/AAAAAAAABAI/lvJvOz67Cmc/s400/n531826542_1092725_1951.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283688188999806482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e" size="2"&gt;Hello! How's life since I left for training in Kunming? Well things have changed this year when I was there. It started off with us taking the morning flight, on the 4th earlier this month. The flight to Kunming was not as bad as I thought. I sat with Andy and Aloysius on board and we watched Indiana Jones on my portable DVD player. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Once we landed, the first time I stepped out of the plane it wasn't surprisingly chilly as we expected it to be. In fact the temperature was no different from when I first touched down in Kunming last year. The same old cloudy skies still remain, but the sun came out on some days and forced me to remove my winter jacket.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;Training was much tougher than last year's, now that Uncle Siong was there to monitor our training. The test sets were mostly set on 200m Free. I screwed up in the first week, I clocked in 2:25 and ended up re-doing it, but the time was still the same. Uncle Siong made me sprint 1500m the week after, I swam 19:16 plus. I thought it was pretty good already, unlike days before Kunming when i swam 21 minutes plus in training. -.- That wasn't the end of it. Uncle Siong made us sprint 200m Free again the day before yesterday, hit a 2:16. O.O He challenged me to swim 1500m at a time of 17 minutes with the use of fins and paddles yesterday. If not, no one would go to town for last-minute shopping. In the end I finished in 16:07!! O_O Anyway training in general was torturous, we hit a few hitches but we overcame it as a team. Of course we wouldn't have done that without the support of our coaches and parents. (: From the 1500m marathon yesterday I learned that 17 minutes would not have been possible without my friends' support as well. Thank you guys, YOU RAWK! The victory was yours, not mine. (: You won for believing in the most glorious outcome of this challenge.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Food over there was still the same, fried rice for breakfast etc. I bought new CONVERSE shoes for only SGD$32 after a 50% discount. We still went on the DVD shopping spree. Altogether I managed to smuggle back home six DVDs. :-D I didn't have to pay for excess baggage on the way back, though I exceeded by 20 kilos! HAH!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;Accommodation... make that one star. Man we had to shift out of our hotels to other places THREE TIMES! -.-&amp;quot; Anyway we managed to soak ourselves in a hot tub in one of the spa resorts near the pool. DAMN SHIOK!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Altogether I took about more than 100 (and still counting) photos. They're already in my Facebook profile if you wanna look at them. It was fun watching Aloysius and Derek face off in the cherry tomatoes marathon at the dining hall. Hahaha... Believe me, they tasted DAMN SOUR. :P We even counted the number of honks that the bus drivers make every time we ride. Hahaha... trust me we were definitely no longer in Singapore!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Time for a bit of reflection. I think we joined in this camp as a team, although some of us may have different ideologies (unlikely), we still had the same goal in mind: To train extra hard and make the best out of this once-a-year opportunity to do so. Cooperation was encouraged among the team leaders, and I'm very grateful for their continuous moral support throughout this camp.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ba7474"&gt;Highlights... er... make that the HOT TUB, the SPA HOTEL, CHEAP GOODS, as well as the challenges that I faced yesterday, if you know what I'm referring to.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080c0" size="2"&gt;OKAY! That's all I have to write about Kunming! Until next time, bye!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5795056733659706842?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5795056733659706842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5795056733659706842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5795056733659706842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5795056733659706842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-survived-17-days-in-kunming-part-1.html' title='I Survived 17 days in Kunming!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SVNuaelCrhI/AAAAAAAABAI/lvJvOz67Cmc/s72-c/n531826542_1092725_1951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3506205346806094776</id><published>2008-12-03T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:22:28.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus until 20 Dec. 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Good morning! I hope you guys are having a bright start to your day. Well so am I, now I just need to do some last-minute packing for the early-morning flight. I'll be on the China Eastern Airlines 3.15am flight to Kunming later. I'm seriously so anxious about exploring what the new terminal where we're checking in, has in store for us. It is also by far the biggest terminal in Changi Airport.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Uhhhh! I seriously cannot wait to touch down in Kunming and get down to some extra hard training, that I have lost, thanks to the damn O Level exams last month. -.-&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Yesterday the parents in club APSC had a conference meeting with the boss, regarding how our new coach had been handling her training program.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;In my point of view I think her training is good, it's just how she does it that matters most. Anyway, I hope that the boss can counsel the coach and make sure the problems are amended well before we all leave.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;ALL RIGHT THEN! That's all I can write down for today. I am gonna enjoy this trip with my swim mates. I am going shopping until I drop. I am gonna train hard.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff80" size="2"&gt;SO LONG FOLKS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3506205346806094776?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3506205346806094776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3506205346806094776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3506205346806094776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3506205346806094776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/12/hiatus-until-20-dec-2008.html' title='Hiatus until 20 Dec. 2008'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-41863183484289509</id><published>2008-11-27T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:33:21.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for Kunming</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Hello! It's been a while since I last updated, and life is the same old enjoyable one. As some of you have known, I will be on my way to Kunming next Thursday, and will be staying there until the 20th next month.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Why am I going there? TRAINING would be the answer. The once a year opportunity to train extra hard, and prepare for the new year. Training, as of now is quite long nowadays, but since I asked for that, I enjoyed swimming anyway.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Urgh, I bet the total gross weight of my baggage for the trip would already exceed the maximum allowance of 20 kilos. ARGH, someone give me advice on how to pack!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff0000" size="2"&gt;I'm leaving on the EARLY MORNING flight while the people in Singapore are snoring already, on board China Eastern Airlines. The good news is that, we're taking off from the new terminal at the airport. The bad news is, I don't even know whether I should be training the day before or not. Urgh...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;So far I've already packed 12 kilos of my stuff for the 17-day long trip. But since this is a group check-in, who cares about the heavy-weight baggage anyway? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff0000" size="2"&gt;I have not really finalised my shopping list yet, but my priority would be new shoes and DVDs. :-D Unbelievable, the last time I was there I bought DVDs at only two Singapore Dollars per movie. O.O Now I feel like going on the same kind of shopping spree again!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Okay, that's all I can think of, about my travel plans. Good night!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-41863183484289509?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/41863183484289509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=41863183484289509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/41863183484289509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/41863183484289509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-ready-for-kunming.html' title='Getting ready for 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5292250410250396780</id><published>2008-11-23T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:06:26.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Marbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily appraising a basket of freshly picked green peas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Hello, Barry, how are you today?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;They sure look good.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Fine. Gittin' stronger alla' time.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Good. Anything I can help you with?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'No, sir. Jus' admirin' them peas.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Would you like to take some home?' asked Mr. Miller. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'No, sir. Got nothin' to pay for 'em with.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'All I got's my prize marble here.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Is that right? Let me see it,' said Miller. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Here 'tis. She's a dandy.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'I can see that. Hmm mmm. Only thing is, this one is blue, and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?' the store owner asked. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Not zackley but almost.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you, ! and next trip this way, let me look at that red marble,' Mr. Miller told the boy. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;With a smile she said, 'There are two other boys like him in our community; all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all, and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one when they come on their next trip to the store.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time later I moved to Colorado , but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering for marbles.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one. Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community, and while I was there, learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having his visitation that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them. Upon arrival at the mortuary, we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform, and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits, and white shirts...all very professional looking.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband's casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her, and moved on to the casket. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Her misty, light-blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband's bartering for marbles. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket. 'Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim 'traded' them. Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size...they came to pay their debt.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;'We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,' she confided, 'but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;With loving gentleness, she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;The Moral: We will not be remembered by our words but by our kind deeds. Life is not measured by the breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Today I wish you a day of ordinary miracles:&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;A fresh pot of coffee you didn't make yourself.      &lt;br /&gt;An unexpected phone call from an old friend.      &lt;br /&gt;Green lights on your way to work.      &lt;br /&gt;The fastest line at the grocery store.      &lt;br /&gt;A good sing-along song on the radio.      &lt;br /&gt;Your keys found right where you left them. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Send this to the people you'll never forget. I just did...      &lt;br /&gt;If you don't send it to anyone, it means you are in way too much of a hurry to even notice! the ordinary miracles when they occur. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;IT'S NOT WHAT YOU GATHER BUT WHAT YOU SCATTER THAT TELLS WHAT KIND OF LIFE YOU HAVE LIVED.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5292250410250396780?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5292250410250396780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5292250410250396780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5292250410250396780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5292250410250396780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/red-marbles.html' title='Red Marbles'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6961373693156007186</id><published>2008-11-23T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:55:09.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally - Obama's family moving to Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SSjUBiuhwHI/AAAAAAAAA_E/GFjeYApL_2w/s1600-h/pic06334%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; 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border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="233" alt="!cid_1_2469819763@web56701_mail_re3_yahoo" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SSjTwwyWcqI/AAAAAAAAA_A/nRbY4zLv5_Y/%21cid_1_2469819763%40web56701_mail_re3_yahoo_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;A man kills a deer and takes it home to cook for dinner. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;Both he and his wife decide that they won't tell the kids what kind of meat it is, but will give them a clue and let them guess.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;The kids were eager to know what the meat was on their plates, so they begged their dad for the clue. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;Well, he said, 'It's what mummy calls me sometimes'.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;The little girl screams to her brother&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;'Don't eat it, it's an a**hole...'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-9048021642834275865?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/9048021642834275865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=9048021642834275865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/9048021642834275865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/9048021642834275865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/deer-meat.html' title='DEER MEAT'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SSjTwwyWcqI/AAAAAAAAA_A/nRbY4zLv5_Y/s72-c/%21cid_1_2469819763%40web56701_mail_re3_yahoo_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-877771442876178098</id><published>2008-11-17T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:28:45.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's done is done...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4646" size="2"&gt;Hello again! Well, it's been four days since I have graduated, I am seriously enjoying life as it is now. Training for me is still the same, I am slowly building up my power to keep up with the rest of my swim mates. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;Some people have already started asking me if I were taking up a part-time job. Now, I insist that swimming would come first, since the recent exams had cost me much of my form. I respect those who wanna work during the holidays, anyway. :) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Swam in the ICS tournament on Saturday, 50m Backstroke, 34.38 secs, 1st place. Hmm... I felt a little disappointed that there were no more slots for other events like relays. I still swam in the competition anyway.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;Had the flu jab today, NO PAIN! Doctor told me that it's about time I had the jab before I fly to Kunming for training. That jab costs $24.60, which according to mom, is 40 cents cheaper than last year's. Hmm... At the same time I had my pre-poly medical check-up in the same clinic, the doctor certified me as fit for the course I signed up for. However she did not certify me as fit for this afternoon's training sessions. Haha, that's okay, because I have already trained this morning.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Alright, training as usual tomorrow. See you next time. Oh by the way, do check out a new feature that I have just added here. For those of you who wanna follow my blog go ahead. :)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff80" size="2"&gt;Massage, coming Wednesday. DAMN... I bet it's gonna hurt a lot. But the saying goes, &amp;quot;No pain, no gain.&amp;quot; And it's also about time, I haven't seen her in a long while. Apparently she didn't turn up as expected, on Thursday. A little bit disappointing though, because that would have been the perfect time to release the tension in my muscles.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;All right, that's all I have for you folks today. See you!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-877771442876178098?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/877771442876178098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=877771442876178098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/877771442876178098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/877771442876178098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-done-is-done.html' title='What&amp;#39;s done is done...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-7485627150359929697</id><published>2008-11-13T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:11:03.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM AT LAST!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff5151" size="2"&gt;HELLO! How's life? Well, speaking of life, life has been VERY ENJOYABLE for me. Firstly, the countdown to the end of my O-Level exams began, followed by a month of perseverance, then the last paper having been completed, and GRADUATION! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff5151" size="2"&gt;Now that the damned school life has been washed away, I can now proceed to the next chapter of my life. I can go back to training damn hard again, and I will make sure I don't miss out of that for no valid reason. NOTHING'S GONNA STOP ME NOW!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff5151" size="2"&gt;AH, YES! Kunming trip that's coming in three weeks' time! I haven't packed a thing yet. I predict that it's going to be loads of fun, although being stretched to our limits during training may sound like, you know. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff5151" size="2"&gt;Alright! That's it for tonight, GOOD NIGHT!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-7485627150359929697?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/7485627150359929697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=7485627150359929697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7485627150359929697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7485627150359929697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/freedom-at-last.html' title='FREEDOM AT LAST!!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5814411306756772710</id><published>2008-11-09T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:53:21.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Quiz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;You're supposed to get below 60 points in total to be considered an angel!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;1) Smoked     &lt;br /&gt;2) Consumed alcohol      &lt;br /&gt;3) Slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex      &lt;br /&gt;4) Slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex      &lt;br /&gt;5) Made out with someone of the opposite sex      &lt;br /&gt;6) Made out with someone of the same sex      &lt;br /&gt;7) Had someone of the opposite sex in your room       &lt;br /&gt;8) Watched porn       &lt;br /&gt;9) Bought porn      &lt;br /&gt;10) Done drugs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;11) Taken painkillers     &lt;br /&gt;12) Taken someone else's prescription medicine      &lt;br /&gt;13) Lied to your parents      &lt;br /&gt;14) Lied to a friend      &lt;br /&gt;15) Snuck out of the house      &lt;br /&gt;16) Done something illegal      &lt;br /&gt;17) Cut yourself      &lt;br /&gt;18) Hurt someone      &lt;br /&gt;19) Wished someone to die      &lt;br /&gt;20) Seen someone die &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;21) Missed curfew     &lt;br /&gt;22) Stayed out all night      &lt;br /&gt;23) Eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself      &lt;br /&gt;24) Been to a therapist      &lt;br /&gt;25) Been to rehab      &lt;br /&gt;26) Dyed your hair      &lt;br /&gt;27) Received a ticket       &lt;br /&gt;28) Been in a wreck      &lt;br /&gt;29) Been to a club      &lt;br /&gt;30) Been to a bar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;31) Been to a wild party     &lt;br /&gt;32) Seen the Mardi Gras      &lt;br /&gt;33) Had a fling      &lt;br /&gt;34) Had a spring break in Florida      &lt;br /&gt;35) Sniffed anything      &lt;br /&gt;36) Wore black nail polish      &lt;br /&gt;37) Wore armbands      &lt;br /&gt;38) Wore t-shirts with band names      &lt;br /&gt;39) Listened to rap      &lt;br /&gt;40) Own a 50 cent CD&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;41) Dressed gothic     &lt;br /&gt;42) Dressed prep      &lt;br /&gt;43) Dressed punk      &lt;br /&gt;44) Dressed grunge      &lt;br /&gt;45) Stole something      &lt;br /&gt;46) Been too drunk to remember anything      &lt;br /&gt;47) Blacked out      &lt;br /&gt;48) Fainted      &lt;br /&gt;49) Had a crush on your neighbor       &lt;br /&gt;50) Had someone sneak into your room&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 0 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;51) Snuck into someone else's room     &lt;br /&gt;52) Had a crush on someone of the same sex      &lt;br /&gt;53) Been to a concert      &lt;br /&gt;54) Dry humped someone      &lt;br /&gt;55) Been called a slut      &lt;br /&gt;56) Called someone a slut      &lt;br /&gt;57) Installed speakers in your car      &lt;br /&gt;58) Broke a mirror      &lt;br /&gt;59) Showered at someone of the opposites sex's house      &lt;br /&gt;60) Brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;61) Consider Mac, Dre, e40 or Mistah Fab your favorite rapper     &lt;br /&gt;62) Seen an R rated movie in theaters      &lt;br /&gt;63) Cruised the mall      &lt;br /&gt;64) Skipped school      &lt;br /&gt;65) Had an eating disorder      &lt;br /&gt;66) Had an injury      &lt;br /&gt;67) Gone to court      &lt;br /&gt;68) Walked out of a restaurant without paying      &lt;br /&gt;69) Caught something on fire      &lt;br /&gt;70) Lied about your age&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;71) Owned an apartment     &lt;br /&gt;72) Cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend      &lt;br /&gt;73) Cheated with someone      &lt;br /&gt;74) Got in trouble with the police      &lt;br /&gt;75) Talked to a stranger      &lt;br /&gt;76) Hugged a stranger      &lt;br /&gt;77) Kissed a stranger      &lt;br /&gt;78) Rode in the car with a stranger (Taxi driver)      &lt;br /&gt;79) Been sexually harassed      &lt;br /&gt;80) Been verbally harassed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;81) Met face to face with someone you met online     &lt;br /&gt;82) Stayed online for 12 hours straight      &lt;br /&gt;83) Talked on the phone for more than 6 hours straight      &lt;br /&gt;84) Watched TV for 12 hours straight      &lt;br /&gt;85) Been to a fair      &lt;br /&gt;86) Been called a bad influence      &lt;br /&gt;87) Cursed      &lt;br /&gt;88) Prank called someone      &lt;br /&gt;89) Laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex      &lt;br /&gt;90) Cheated on a test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;91) Cheated on homework     &lt;br /&gt;92) Held hands with someone of the opposite sex      &lt;br /&gt;93) Been pushed into a pool      &lt;br /&gt;94) Played pool      &lt;br /&gt;95) Watched 5 hours of MTV straight      &lt;br /&gt;96) Had a crush on someone 10 years older than you      &lt;br /&gt;97) Had a crush on someone younger than you      &lt;br /&gt;98) Wear eyeliner      &lt;br /&gt;99) Skinny dipped      &lt;br /&gt;100) Laughed at someone who was seriously hurt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;GRAND TOTAL: 25 (Hmm...)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5814411306756772710?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5814411306756772710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5814411306756772710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5814411306756772710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5814411306756772710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-quiz.html' title='Another Quiz...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1017452372182386090</id><published>2008-11-08T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:19:15.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alyssa's Quiz (I almost made her re-do it)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Ten Sounds You Hear On A Daily Basis...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;10. Phone Ringing          &lt;br /&gt;9. Voices of my family          &lt;br /&gt;8. Music          &lt;br /&gt;7. TV/ Radio          &lt;br /&gt;6. Muscles crackling          &lt;br /&gt;5. Keyboard typing          &lt;br /&gt;4. Splashes (from swimming)          &lt;br /&gt;3. Car          &lt;br /&gt;2. Footsteps          &lt;br /&gt;1. Mouse clicking&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Nine Animals You Like, But Wouldn't Want As Pets...&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;9. Snakes      &lt;br /&gt;8. Elephants      &lt;br /&gt;7. Whales      &lt;br /&gt;6. Dolphins      &lt;br /&gt;5. Cheetahs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;4. Hamsters     &lt;br /&gt;3. Guinea pigs      &lt;br /&gt;2. Dinosaurs      &lt;br /&gt;1. Birds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Eight Bands You Discovered in 2008...&lt;/font&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;8. Simple Plan          &lt;br /&gt;7. Green Day          &lt;br /&gt;6. The Ting Tings          &lt;br /&gt;5. Europe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;4. Yellowcard&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;3. My Chemical Romance     &lt;br /&gt;2. Faber Drive      &lt;br /&gt;1. a-Ha &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Seven Things Sitting On Your Kitchen Counter...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;7. Plates          &lt;br /&gt;6. Spoons          &lt;br /&gt;5. Forks          &lt;br /&gt;4. Cups          &lt;br /&gt;3. Rags          &lt;br /&gt;2. Bread toaster          &lt;br /&gt;1. Gatorade cans&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Six Colours You're Wearing (includes accessories)...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;6. Black          &lt;br /&gt;5. White          &lt;br /&gt;4. Orange          &lt;br /&gt;3. Green          &lt;br /&gt;2. Red          &lt;br /&gt;1. Grey&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Five Things Written This Month On Your Calendar...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;5. Kunming Trip&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;4. ICS League     &lt;br /&gt;3. Graduation Day      &lt;br /&gt;2. Training twice a day      &lt;br /&gt;1. Bowling day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Four Possible Reasons You'd Be In A Hospital...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;4. Car accident          &lt;br /&gt;3. Broken limbs          &lt;br /&gt;2. Dengue Fever          &lt;br /&gt;1. Touch Wood&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Three Languages You'd Like To Learn...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;3. Thai          &lt;br /&gt;2. French          &lt;br /&gt;1. Spanish&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Two Board Games You Played Last...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;2. Monopoly           &lt;br /&gt;1. Scrabble&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;One Reason To Keep On Going Even When You Want To Give Up...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;quot;This is the only way that we should fly, this is the only way to go.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;10 people...&lt;/font&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Alan Leong          &lt;br /&gt;2. Andy Leong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;3. Sophie Rusli     &lt;br /&gt;4. Marjorie Kong      &lt;br /&gt;5. Jeremy Mathews      &lt;br /&gt;6. Chua Shao Min      &lt;br /&gt;7. Stacy Tan      &lt;br /&gt;8. Vanessa Lim&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;9. Sherlynn Teo      &lt;br /&gt;10. Everyone else who skimmed through this quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1017452372182386090?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1017452372182386090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1017452372182386090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1017452372182386090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1017452372182386090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/alyssa-quiz-i-almost-made-her-re-do-it.html' title='Alyssa&amp;#39;s Quiz (I almost made her re-do it)'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-8607409657920636363</id><published>2008-11-06T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:50:46.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you rather catch fire, get tortured of sip a nice cup of tea? MUST READ!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;One tragic day, a suicide bomber named Peter died of cancer and was sent to the underworld downstairs. HE was then greeted by the devil, who offered to take him to three rooms where Peter can finally rest in 'peace'.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;After a short briefing by the devil, Peter was aware that what's chosen is chosen. He nodded his head in full agreement and the devil escorted him to the three rooms in hell.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4646" size="2"&gt;In the first room, it was SCORCHING HOT when Peter noticed the room being set on fire. It was just so hot that the heat almost melted Peter's face off. The devil shut the entrance door after three minutes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;In the second room, Peter noticed many many people including his 'terrorist champion' getting tortured. These people screamed in agony s they were caned, whipped, electrocuted, and even castrated. The devil shut the entrance door after three minutes.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff40" size="2"&gt;In the third and final room, Peter noticed many friends sitting down on the tables sipping hot tea and cappuccino. &amp;quot;May I join you guys?&amp;quot; asked Peter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;&amp;quot;UHHHHHHHHHHH sure why not?&amp;quot; replied the tenants inside.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;Peter then convinced the devil that the THIRD room would be his final resting place. The devil shut the entrance door after three minutes in agreement.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#8080ff" size="2"&gt;HALF AN HOUR LATER, after some ice-breaking with the tenants inside, the P.A sound system made an announcement. &amp;quot;Ladies and gentlemen, you've had your one hour of tea break, time to put your heads into your own poop and stand on YOUR HEAD for the next remaining hours of Today. YES, NOW!&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff80ff" size="2"&gt;Everyone INCLUDING PETER was forced stuck their heads in poop three minutes later...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-8607409657920636363?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/8607409657920636363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=8607409657920636363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8607409657920636363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8607409657920636363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-short-story.html' title='Would you rather catch fire, get tortured of sip a nice cup of tea? MUST READ!!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-399142834388033719</id><published>2008-11-06T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:15:31.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POLITICALLY CORRECT NON-PARTISAN JOKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;While walking down the street one day a 'Member of Parliament' is tragically hit by a truck and dies.      &lt;br /&gt;His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the&amp;#160; entrance.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;'Welcome to heaven,' says St. Peter. 'Before you settle in,&amp;#160; it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;'No problem, just let me in,' says the man.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;'Well, I'd like to, but I&amp;#160; have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;'Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven,'&amp;#160; says the MP.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;'I'm sorry, but we have our rules.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;And with&amp;#160; that, St. Peter&amp;#160; escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down&amp;#160; to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green&amp;#160; golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it&amp;#160; are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with&amp;#160; him.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had&amp;#160; while getting rich at the expense of the people.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;They play a&amp;#160; friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and&amp;#160; champagne. Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly &amp;amp; nice guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.      &lt;br /&gt;Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;'Now it's time to visit heaven.' So, 24 hours pass with the MP joining a group&amp;#160; of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing.&amp;#160; They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by&amp;#160; and St. Peter returns. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;'Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and&amp;#160; another in heaven. Now choose your eternity.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;The MP reflects for a minute, then he answers: 'Well, I would never have said it&amp;#160; before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but&amp;#160; I think I would be better off&amp;#160; in hell.'      &lt;br /&gt;So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down,&amp;#160; down, down to hell.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;Now the doors of&amp;#160; the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with&amp;#160; waste and garbage.      &lt;br /&gt;He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his&amp;#160; shoulder. 'I don't understand,' stammers the MP. 'Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff00ff" size="2"&gt;The devil looks at him, smiles and says, 'Yesterday we were campaigning.... Today you voted.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-399142834388033719?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/399142834388033719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=399142834388033719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/399142834388033719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/399142834388033719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/politically-correct-non-partisan-joke.html' title='POLITICALLY CORRECT NON-PARTISAN JOKE'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2485872242616044716</id><published>2008-11-03T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:39:00.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINESE AIR STEWARDESS... NEVER TAKE CHINA STUFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff2f2f" size="2"&gt;I didn't compose this, it was just sent to me by my dad. HAHA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;China Southern Airlines Announcement ...Hilarious !!! This is a good one! [Pre-take off announcement on a China Southern Airlines Flight]. This is true.................TQ PLLM! An account of what was heard on a recent flight from Shenzhen to Qingtao.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;Chinese Air Stewardess:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;&amp;quot;Good afternoon, Ladies and the German. This is your cheap purser Wang Lui speaking. On behalf of China Sudden Airlines, I would like to welcome you on board our Bowling 737 from Shenzhen to Qingtao. Members of my crew speak Chinese and other languages that you do not know. It is a great pressure serving you to-die. Should you need any resistance during the fright, peace do pest the call button. I and my gals are available to make you feel comfortable. Meanwhile, the airkwaft is going to fry. Peace sit upright and keep you belt tightly fastened until dinner is served at five dirty p.m. Hope you would enjoy your fright with us. Funk kill (thank you).&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2485872242616044716?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2485872242616044716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2485872242616044716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2485872242616044716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2485872242616044716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/chinese-air-stewardess-never-take-china.html' title='CHINESE AIR STEWARDESS... NEVER TAKE CHINA STUFF'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4927942456786473772</id><published>2008-11-02T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:56:35.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future of Singapore Airspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SQ0Ikf0TGLI/AAAAAAAAA-0/voGbzEJpSQ4/s1600-h/skyerp%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="365" alt="skyerp" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SQ0IlMbjWII/AAAAAAAAA-4/Tw1u11e4uHQ/skyerp_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080c0" size="2"&gt; &amp;quot;Damn it man! What is this!!!&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080c0" size="2"&gt;ERP prices are skyrocketing high these days...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4927942456786473772?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4927942456786473772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4927942456786473772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4927942456786473772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4927942456786473772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/11/future-of-singapore-airspace.html' title='Future of Singapore Airspace'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SQ0IlMbjWII/AAAAAAAAA-4/Tw1u11e4uHQ/s72-c/skyerp_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-7308799200899391808</id><published>2008-10-30T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:42:47.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWELVE DOWN, SEVEN TO GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4242" size="2"&gt;I'm just two weeks away before I officially disengage, separate, divorce, break free, and running further and further away from my school. Whoah, whoah. After that, I'm free to train about twice a day for good. Whoah, whoah. Come the 13th of November, I'd be singing a song of my long-awaited freedom. That means, no more getting involved in school activities, no more studying (temporarily), and I'm free to celebrate my freedom with my swim mates. Graduation day would also be the time, I'd be ripping the school uniform on me, and exposing my jammers... :-]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4242" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Just another seven more papers to go. English Language and E Math are already finished. Next stop, SOCIAL STUDIES! I've already arranged my plans for going back to training as and when I can make it, I think it's about time! Trust me, my swimming kakis are improving, and I wanna make sure that I do the least by maintaining my standard.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;Okay, that's all I have about the first half of my O-Level exams. ONWARD TO GRADUATION! (And there's no turning back.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-7308799200899391808?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/7308799200899391808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=7308799200899391808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7308799200899391808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7308799200899391808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/10/twelve-down-seven-to-go.html' title='TWELVE DOWN, SEVEN TO GO'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5863162836700743073</id><published>2008-10-11T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:31:53.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final update before O-Level exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;For quite a while, I naturally thought that I wouldn't be able to update my blog before I sit for my O-Level exams, coming in less than a week's time. But let me just update you one more time, on the latest news regarding my preparations for the coming exams.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;Since my Prelim exams ended, supplementary classes have been building up, to gear us up for the exams of our lives. I pray that the courses I have paid for, will help to build up my understanding of the subjects, and hopefully get this exam over and done with. I can only say now, that I'm already 75% prepared for the coming exams. &lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;At this moment, school has already ended and the time to clear our minds has come. That means, no more homework, no more tests, no more projects, just self-revision at your own pace in a comfortable environment other than school itself. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;The continuous support from my friends, family, teachers and the Principal herself can spur me on in giving me positive 'booster jabs' for one of the most difficult times in my life. The least I can do right now, is to stay calm, and clear my mind clearly.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff40" size="2"&gt;For my brave swimming kakis, I'll only see you when I see you, at the pool. Continue to train hard, don't quit. Looking forward to see you again very soon. And try to put up with the coach's bad temper. Without your support, I feel hopeless, and I'm very much grateful to have you in my life. Someday, most of you would be taking my place. And it'll be time for me to repay you the luck and the advice you've been giving me in tough times this year.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;For my resilient teachers, I thank you straight from the heart, for not giving up on us and I feel that you deserve a lot of credit for the continuous effort in helping us to gear up for the O-Level exams. It's been a pleasure to have you with us. Without you, I feel like I'm helpless in the coming exams. Wouldn't you agree? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#af6161" size="2"&gt;For my trusted schoolmates, we should work hard and pick up from how we performed in the Prelim exams this year. I think it's important to study hard, because the exam you'll be taking, decides your future. Do not give up, keep pushing, cos' this is the moment of our victory and success in putting this burden to an end. Stay calm, and most importantly, STAY FOCUSED. ALL THE BEST!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff6b24" size="2"&gt;For all those taking the O-Level exams this year, ALL THE BEST TO YOU! May the smartest candidate win. Freedom awaits you in mid-November. COME ON!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5863162836700743073?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5863162836700743073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5863162836700743073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5863162836700743073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5863162836700743073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/10/final-update-before-o-level-exams.html' title='Final update before O-Level exams'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-9001308766098142909</id><published>2008-10-11T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:54:48.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Prelim Results: More Detailed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;English Language: &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;57.5% C5&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;E Maths: &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;62% B4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;Science (Phy + Chem): &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;65% B3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;Combined Humanities (SS + History): &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;52% C6&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;Geography (Revised): &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;52% C6&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;Design &amp;amp; Technology: &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;68% B3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;CME: &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;CCA: &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;A2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;P.E: &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;B&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;Total: &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;356.5 / 600&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff3e3e"&gt;Percentage: &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;59.4%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80"&gt;Class Position: &lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;2 / 28&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80"&gt;Level Position:&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt; 68 / 219&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80"&gt;L1R4 Aggregate: &lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;17&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80"&gt;L1R5 Aggregate: &lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;27&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040"&gt;Promotion Status: Completed S4 EXPRESS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040"&gt;Conduct: VERY GOOD&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040"&gt;Attendance: 186 / 191&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#80ff00"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Comments:&lt;/font&gt; A sports enthusiast, Justin is a person with clearly defined goals who will spare no effort to attain them. His sense of focus and his ability to strike a good balance between his academic responsibilities and his CCA, competitive swimming, display his maturity at such a young age. His success at competitive swimming should inspire him to work even harder to achieve his academic potential.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Principal's comments:&lt;/font&gt; Your determination &amp;amp; resilience will stand you in good stead in the coming 'O' level exams. You should do much better. All the Best!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-9001308766098142909?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/9001308766098142909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=9001308766098142909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/9001308766098142909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/9001308766098142909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/10/2008-prelim-results-more-detailed.html' title='2008 Prelim Results: More Detailed'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4224269179424038272</id><published>2008-09-29T21:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:11:40.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No remorse about missing Prom Nite 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;This shall probably be my last post before my O-Level exams, since they're less than a month away, I shall not procrastinate any longer. But let me just pen down my burden that's still vivid in my mind, to make room for the content that is critical and much needed in the coming exam.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;Since the time I first set foot into this school, I have been very unhappy with my school's environment around me. I hated the last-minute schedule changes made by the teaching staff about any extra classes or events. It affected my daily routine very significantly. I hated the people who talk like idiots around me, but seriously. I feel that I want to burst out of the school gates already. I know it's ridiculous if I do that before my O-Levels, I WILL do that after Graduation Day following the end of my O-Levels.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3737"&gt;This school is a DAMN BORING place to study in. I'm not saying that I hate studying but I hate wasting my time walking around the school for nothing, especially during recess. Somehow I wish I could really just turn on my music and do my revision, which UNFORTUNATELY, is banned in school. DOUBLE BOREDOM! I'm saying all this because I feel no remorse, no shame and no pity. EVEN MY PARENTS are not happy with the last-minute changes in my school schedule because they face the same problem as I do: FRUSTRATIONS!! So I'll have backup for those of you who criticize my post for tonight. NO WAY YOU CAN CONVINCE ME THAT I'M WRONG IN DOING SO.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;AND FROM WHAT do I deserve to be in the Prom Nite anyway? Is it because I represented the school in swimming competitions? I'm sorry, but you thought wrong. It's because I don't feel like I should have a genuine celebration with people who look, think and talk like idiots. I'm not referring to all, but MOST of the people in my Sec. 4 level. DON'T WANNA BE A JUNYUAN IDIOT! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; I'm totally SHUT DOWN, by the atmosphere in the school.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;I agree that one good example of criticizing this school for making steam coming out of raging bulls, like me is the National Day Celebrations this year. ABSOLUTE BOREDOM! So I think the Prom Nite would be just as boring, I wouldn't feel shameful about missing it.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Not only do I not feel remorseful for missing the Prom Nite 2008, I too, don't feel so guilty for not signing up for the School Alumni. If you ask me why, I suggest you go back to reading from the 2nd to the 3rd paragraph again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b56a6a"&gt;On the bottom line, DO NOT EXPECT TO SEE ME BACK IN SCHOOL NEXT YEAR, OR EVEN AT THE PROM NITE DINNER in November, this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4224269179424038272?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4224269179424038272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4224269179424038272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4224269179424038272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4224269179424038272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-remorse-about-missing-prom-nite-2008.html' title='No remorse about missing Prom Nite 2008'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5402676390731531148</id><published>2008-09-26T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:29:43.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelim Verdict - Satisfactory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3737"&gt;Hello! Well, firstly I would like to apologize for failing to update my blog for more than a week now. It has been quite a hard time, ever since I finished my Prelims, which means that it's going to be another 2 weeks of intensive revision, hectic schedules and more supplementary lessons after school. I'm not saying that all is bad. I would say that sacrifices have to be made sometimes, in order to sort things out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I'm glad to say that I have improved VASTLY on some subjects like English, Math, Chemistry and even Social Studies. :-D Although I would have scored an 'A' for Math and Chemistry, I knew that I have done my best. Now it's also helpful to me, to know that my Physics and History have slumped to my lowest records so far. I don't know how that happened but I kind of figured out a way to venture of of that 'abyss'.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;I feel that the results I get shows how prepared I am for the O-Level exams. It's going to be a more pleasant experience for me because I can revise for the 2nd time, and just in time for the big match. But the least I can do right now, is stay calm. More stress, slower performance, right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;My arch rivals are still hot on my ass and um, I think it makes me bolder and makes me wanna study a little harder. So I'm gonna have a go for that one. Hmm... And here's some advice who have slumped in their Prelims this month, who's to say you're stupid? It's just a matter of whether you have the passion in studying the subject or not. 'Stupidity' is the most contradictory word to apply at this stage of the year.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00"&gt;Anyway, I haven't been training so consistently lately. I just pray that I can still maintain my standards. So as I said before, I will be skipping Prom Nite to train harder again with the rest of my crew.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Okay, that's all I have for tonight. Here's wishing every student I know, all the best for the End-of-Year exams. And to my Sec. 4 brethren, ALL THE BEST IN PREPARING FOR THE BIG MATCH! Stay focused!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5402676390731531148?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5402676390731531148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5402676390731531148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5402676390731531148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5402676390731531148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/prelim-verdict-satisfactory.html' title='Prelim Verdict - Satisfactory...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1089838641495487491</id><published>2008-09-17T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:55:17.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighter Side: 1st Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9595ff"&gt;Hello again. Firstly, I'm very pleased to announce that my Prelim exams have come to an end. Now for the part with the most anxiety, as the results shall be revealed to us from tomorrow onwards. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9595ff"&gt;I'm just very delighted that my stress is half-eliminated, the other half stays until I have completed my O-Levels. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9595ff"&gt;Anyway, another piece of good news is that, I don't have to worry about my D &amp;amp; T project anymore. IT IS FINISHED! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9595ff"&gt;Alright, I have also confirmed my holiday get away to KUNMING later this December. It's gonna be filled with loads of excitement and hard work, if you know what I'm talking about. If you don't, I'm talking about a 17-day training camp on 1900m above mean sea level. Yeah, it's gonna get harder and harder to breathe, but it made little difference to my lungs, so I shouldn't be a problem for me. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9595ff"&gt;Right, that's all I have for you today. Until next time, good night!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1089838641495487491?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1089838641495487491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1089838641495487491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1089838641495487491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1089838641495487491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/lighter-side-1st-edition.html' title='Lighter Side: 1st Edition'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-964017128997007160</id><published>2008-09-16T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:32:08.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>201st POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;Finally, just to share with you the last article from an E-mail sent to me by Mom earlier this afternoon. Please feel free to leave any comments on this. Thank you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4a4a"&gt;The main causes of liver damage are:          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00"&gt;1. Sleeping too late and waking up too late are main cause. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#80ff00" size="2"&gt;2. Not urinating in the morning. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#80ff00" size="2"&gt;3. Too much eating. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#80ff00" size="2"&gt;4. Skipping breakfast. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#80ff00" size="2"&gt;5. Consuming too much medication. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;6. Consuming too much preservatives, additives, food coloring, and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;artificial sweetener.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;7. Consuming unhealthy cooking oil. As much as possible reduce &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;cooking oil use when frying, which includes even the best cooking &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;oils like olive oil. Do not consume fried foods when you are tired, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;except if the body is very fit. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;8. Consuming raw (overly done) foods also add to the burden of the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;liver. Veggies should be eaten raw or cooked 3-5 parts. Fried &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;veggies should be finished in one sitting, do not store. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;We should prevent this without necessarily spending more. We just have to adopt a good daily lifestyle and eating habits. Maintaining good eating habits and time condition are very important for our bodies to absorb and get rid of unnecessary chemicals according to 'schedule.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff00" size="2"&gt;DO TAKE CARE ABOUT YOUR HEALTH...............&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff00" size="2"&gt;AND PASS THIS TO ALL WHOM YOU LOVE &amp;amp; CARE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff00" size="2"&gt;FOR. ....................SAFETY FIRST!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-964017128997007160?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/964017128997007160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=964017128997007160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/964017128997007160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/964017128997007160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/main-causes-of-liver-damage.html' title='201st POST'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-270934446196097088</id><published>2008-09-16T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:25:58.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRAIN DAMAGING HABITS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff80ff" size="2"&gt;Just to share with you another article from an E-mail sent to me by my Mom this afternoon. Please feel free to leave any comments on this. Thank you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;1. No Breakfast&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;People who do not take breakfast are going to have a lower blood sugar level. This leads to an insufficient supply of nutrients to the brain causing brain degeneration. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;2. Overeating&lt;/font&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;It causes hardening of the brain arteries, leading to a decrease in mental power...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;3. Smoking&lt;/font&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;It causes multiple brain shrinkage and may lead to Alzheimer disease. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;4. High Sugar consumption            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Too much sugar will interrupt the absorption of proteins and nutrients causing malnutrition and may interfere with brain development. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;5. Air Pollution            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;The brain is the largest oxygen consumer in our body. Inhaling polluted air decreases the supply of oxygen to the brain, bringing about a decrease in brain efficiency. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;6. Sleep Deprivation            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Sleep allows our brain to rest. Long term deprivation from sleep will accelerate the death of brain cells. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;7. Head covered while sleeping&lt;/font&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;Sleeping with the head covered increases the concentration of carbon dioxide and decrease concentration of oxygen that may lead to brain damaging effects. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;8. Working your brain during illness&lt;/font&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;Working hard or studying with sickness may lead to a decrease in effectiveness of the brain as well as damage the brain. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;9. Lacking in stimulating thoughts            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Thinking is the best way to train our brain, lacking in brain stimulation thoughts may cause brain shrinkage. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;10. Talking Rarely&lt;/font&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;Intellectual conversations will promote the efficiency of the brain&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-270934446196097088?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/270934446196097088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=270934446196097088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/270934446196097088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/270934446196097088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/brain-damaging-habits.html' title='BRAIN DAMAGING HABITS'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-9218825579347244301</id><published>2008-09-16T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:32:40.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top 5 CANCER-CAUSING Foods</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff80ff" size="2"&gt;Just to share with you guys an E-mail recently sent to me by my Mom this afternoon. Please feel free to leave any comments on this. Thank you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4848" size="2"&gt;TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEALTH!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff4848" size="2"&gt;Live Life Without Limits!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4848"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND PASS THIS TO&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;WHOM YOU CARE ABOUT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The top five cancer-causing foods are&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c"&gt;1. Hot dogs&lt;/font&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Because they are high in nitrates, the Cancer Prevention Coalition advises that children eat no more than 12 hot dogs a month. If you can't live without hot dogs, buy those made without sodium nitrate. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff5353"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c"&gt;2. Processed meats and bacon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Also high in the same sodium nitrates found in hot dogs, bacon, and other processed meats raise the risk of heart disease. The saturated fat in bacon also contributes to &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;cancer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Doughnuts&lt;/b&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Doughnuts are cancer-causing double trouble. First, they are made with white flour, sugar, and hydrogenated oils, then fried at high temperatures. Doughnuts, says Adams, may be the worst food you can possibly eat to raise your risk of cancer. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3e3e"&gt;4. French fries&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;Like doughnuts, French fries are made with hydrogenated oils and then fried at high temperatures. They also contain cancer- causing acryl amides which occur during the frying process. They should be called cancer fries, not French fries, said Adam. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c"&gt;5. Chips, crackers, and cookies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;All are usually made with white flour and sugar. Even the ones whose labels claim to be free of trans-fats generally contain small amounts of trans-fats.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-9218825579347244301?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/9218825579347244301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=9218825579347244301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/9218825579347244301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/9218825579347244301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-5-cancer-causing-foods.html' title='The Top 5 CANCER-CAUSING Foods'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5712396621718692552</id><published>2008-09-12T20:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T10:11:02.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quiz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;1. The person who tagged you is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Andy Leong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Swim mate and one of my best friends&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;3. Your five impressions of him/her&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Committed, versatile, cheerful, mature, understanding&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff06ff"&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;The invitation to a BBQ dinner at the chalet in Pasir Ris, back in BOXING DAY in 2004.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;quot;All the best for your O-Levels!!! Score AAAAAAAA.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;6. If he/she become your lover, you will feel weird?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I don't mind if we're lovers on friendship issues, not the homosexual issues. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Anything, so long as we don't have sex. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I doubt that'll happen, right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Different ideologies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Continue to be mentors with one another. :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;As I said, understanding, easy-going and versatile&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Ask them, I'm not sure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are...&lt;/font&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Versatile, adaptable, committed, passionate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;14. On the contrary, the characteristics you hate most about yourself are...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I've got nothing to discuss about.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Myself! Everyone is unique, just the way they are.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Hello! I'm glad that you're still with me, I greatly appreciate your overlooking of everything I do!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people, whom you wish to know how they feel about you pass to people that have blogs only.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;1. Aloysius Lam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;2. Alyssa Lie      &lt;br /&gt;3. Marjorie Kong       &lt;br /&gt;4. Sophie Rusli :P       &lt;br /&gt;5. Sherlynn Teo       &lt;br /&gt;6. Vanessa Lim       &lt;br /&gt;7. Alan Leong       &lt;br /&gt;8. Christy Ho       &lt;br /&gt;9. Roy Pek       &lt;br /&gt;10. Everyone who reads this post, and has a blog&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;18. Who is no.6 having relationship with? (Vanessa)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;No idea, I don't wanna find out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female? (Roy)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Male&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;20. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? (Alan + Everyone else)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Depends...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about? (Alyssa)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Things that are different from what we're studying here in Singapore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;23. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?(Marjorie)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Last night!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;24. What kind of music band does no.8 like? (Christy)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Not sure...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;25. Does no.1 have any siblings? (Aloysius)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ask him...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;26. Will you woo no.3? (Marjorie)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;I'll try. :] :] :]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;27. How about no.7? (Alan)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ask him whether he feels bored now :]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;28. Is no.4 single? (Sophie)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Yes, she is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;29. What is the surname of no.5? (Sherlynn)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Teo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;30. What&amp;#8217;s the hobby of no.10? (Everyone)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;I'm not gonna ask the whole world about this... :]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5712396621718692552?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5712396621718692552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5712396621718692552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5712396621718692552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5712396621718692552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-quiz.html' title='Random Quiz...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4905934099650568247</id><published>2008-09-06T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:25:13.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK, WORK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;No, no, no, no! The term school break has already come to an end. No doubt I enjoyed it a lot, it gave me a pleasant time to relax and recharge before returning to school this coming Monday. The holidays were half-spoiled, due to the fact that I had to kick in some revision. I mean, what choice do I have?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;It's just a matter of preparing to go through an entire week of exams this week and the &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level exams from next month until November.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Okay, so here's the time-table for my coming PRELIM EXAMS, next term.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Monday: Maths Paper 1 + Geog Paper 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Tuesday: History Paper&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Wednesday: Maths Paper 2 + Geog Paper 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Thursday: Physics Paper 3 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Friday: Chemistry Paper 3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;Next Monday: D &amp;amp; T Paper 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;Next Wednesday: Science Practical Exam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;Alright, the next week is D &amp;amp; T and science practical. -.-&amp;quot; Thanks to my previous D &amp;amp; T project, now I have to revise my D &amp;amp; T theory from scratch again. 0.0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080c0"&gt;Right, that's all I have to post, in this update. Good night, everyone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4905934099650568247?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4905934099650568247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4905934099650568247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4905934099650568247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4905934099650568247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams-not-to-be-exempted.html' title='WORK, WORK!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2195222854446350404</id><published>2008-09-05T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:11:53.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00" size="2"&gt;Alright, so yesterday we had the 12th APSC Championships at the pool in Farrer Park. Guess what, the moment I did my warm-up, I FORESAW that I was not going to be able to get all 3 PBs for the night. Damn it, our coach made us train and corrected our stokes, moments before the competition. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00" size="2"&gt;So we had this retarded march-past thing again at 5:15pm. Me, Aloysius, Derek, Sheryl, Sophie and Stacy were called out and were presented with club T-shirts for volunteering to help out in the juniors' meet the previous two nights.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00" size="2"&gt;So we started out with 400m Free, with Aloy, Matthew, Joshua, Aik Wen, Charles, Andy and Derek being in the same heat as mine. End result, I clocked in 4:44.54. Honestly, how UNCOUTH could these numbers sound like? The number '4' can sound like &amp;quot;death&amp;quot; in Chinese. -.-&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00" size="2"&gt;Next was the 200 IM, I finished with a time of 2:35.47. Minus eight seconds from my previous time in April this year. Hmm...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00" size="2"&gt;Finally, I swum 100 Free, in the last heat of the meet. I didn't do so well for that either. At the 35th metre I was already like &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Aiyah&lt;/em&gt;, cannot make it!&amp;quot; So I ended up finishing in 1:02.63. Damn...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00" size="2"&gt;The day ended with me coming in 3rd overall for my age group. I can only rate my performance 3 stars out of 5. Because, I know that my preparations for the meet have been lousy. The atmosphere under the new coach has changed significantly. I think she's training us for the army instead of the 2010 Youth Olympics. See us do MORE LAND TRAINING than swimming these days. I don't even get the feel of the water now. -.-&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00" size="2"&gt;I feel that our club is shrinking in size now, ever since I joined RW, people have been starting to quit, as in not going to switch club or anything, but seriously stopped swimming. O.O I feel that our new coach cannot control much of her anger, she doesn't laugh as loud as we do, she only takes a puff during training. Some of our swimmers quoted that they won't swim until our new coach resigns. Hmm...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;Here's the bottom line, I can only focus on my &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level exams now. After that, can my soul be &amp;quot;set free&amp;quot; from the world of idiots. Honestly, I want to neglect those idiots in school for life, 99999999999999999 x 10 to the power of, you know. I'm so desperate to get them out of my sight, I don't want them to ask the same questions about my swimming, I'm DAMN EXHAUSTED in answering these stupid questions.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;That's it. OH HOW I WANT TO BE FREE... Good night, everybody.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2195222854446350404?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2195222854446350404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2195222854446350404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2195222854446350404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2195222854446350404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-depression.html' title='The Great Depression'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-7605860545326548009</id><published>2008-09-03T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:46:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th APSC Swimming Championship 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#46a3ff"&gt;Hello again, guess what! I'm in for yet another swimming competition at my OWN TRAINING BASE tomorrow afternoon/evening. This year, the meet will comprise of only one night of entertainment and fun, unlike the previous years when we've been hosting it for 2 nights. -.-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#46a3ff"&gt;Anyway, I'll only be swimming in 3 events: 100m Free, 200m IM and 400m Free. Oh well, listed below are my seeded timings for tomorrow. Note that they're the times for me to beat and continue improving. No trophy is okay, but I'd be grateful if I can go home with 3 PBs in mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;100m Freestyle, 1:00.96&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;200m Individual Medley, 2:43 plus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;400m Freestyle, 4:40.32&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3333"&gt;Alright then, the meet will start at 5pm tomorrow, I doubt there'd be any serious activity over there, since it's an informal competition and the atmosphere will be filled with loads of laughter and excitement.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3333"&gt;Right, that's it then. Good night.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-7605860545326548009?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/7605860545326548009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=7605860545326548009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7605860545326548009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7605860545326548009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/09/12th-apsc-swimming-championship.html' title='12th APSC Swimming Championship 2008'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5212435932048804055</id><published>2008-08-29T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:45:38.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day 2008: If You're Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Greetings to all teachers in Singapore! The time has come to honor your efforts in bringing education to life and life to education.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;Without you, education would seriously have not been made possible. What are we, if we don't have teachers like you? We wouldn't have accountants, nor environmentalists, nor even ministers.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Today we celebrate Teachers' Day, to honor your efforts in gearing us up for the next chapter of life. For me, as a graduating student, I feel I would be advancing to my next chapter of life next year, in Temasek Polytechnic. Without your guidance, my direct admission into Poly, would not have been possible.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Now, at long last, it is time for me to thank you, thank you for your very much needed guidance, you were always there to help us out of trouble and erase those question marks from our minds. Next year,&amp;#160; I won't be returning to school, because I seriously need to train hard for the 2010 Youth Olympics now. But not to worry, your strong character still remains. Let me just take this moment off to acknowledge the efforts of my teachers below.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Mdm. Irmawati - Form Teacher of our class&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Mr. Loh Chee Teng - for helping me out on the &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level D &amp;amp; T project&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Mr. Kelvin Koh - for your encouragement and continuous support&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Ms. Ross - for helping me improve on my History essays&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Mdm. Faraziyah Osman - for helping me improve on my SBQs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Mrs. Sharon Tan - for helping me to improve Math&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8080" size="2"&gt;Right, let me dedicate a song to you, to show you how important you are to me and how much I would miss you when I walk out the door next year. It's titled &amp;quot;If You're Gone&amp;quot; by Matchbox Twenty. Enjoy the song. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8080" size="2"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5212435932048804055?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5212435932048804055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5212435932048804055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5212435932048804055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5212435932048804055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/teachers-day-2008-if-you-gone.html' title='Teachers&amp;#39; Day 2008: If You&amp;#39;re Gone'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2999266753853640803</id><published>2008-08-21T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:40:45.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 16th Birthday, Justin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c" size="2"&gt;The day that I have long been waiting for has come! The time I turned 16 years old today was when I was doing English work in class this afternoon. Between 12pm to 1pm, my teacher and class sang the traditional song, not the song by The Click Five but anyway... Haha&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ffff" size="2"&gt;I must add that today is the happiest day of the year for me, this day of the year is very unique to me. Because it reminds me of my purpose of bring brought into this planet in the year 1992. Today, I celebrate 16 years of everlasting love and care specially given to me by my friends and more importantly, my friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff8040" size="2"&gt;Let me just take this time off to thank everyone who wished me a very happy birthday to me today. YOU GUYS ROCK MAN! In addition, I want to thank the following people for the presents! :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Bryan - 'Beijing 2008' T-shirt and collar pin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Aunty Jean - Cake with 1 large, and 6 small candles&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Aunty Janice - Box of 6 donuts from 'Donut Factory'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Aunty Wendy - Red APSC T-shirt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Sis - 'Indiana Jones' sweater&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff80" size="2"&gt;Dad - 'Creative' ZEN MP4 player&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#00ff00" size="2"&gt;YOU GUYS ROCK MY SOCKS MAN! You remind me that sometimes, sacrifices have to be made in order for things to work out according to plan. Hmm...haha. Oh by the way, I don't know what to expect from Marjorie but if she's reading this, she's gonna be giggling away. I'm gonna have to wait for next year to get her present. :/ Anyway, thank you in advance once again for the moral support you guys have given me, and that you really recognize who I really am. You guys really helped me to recognize my true potential, to my swim mates, you have really helped me a lot by letting me compete with you in training. It's the key to helping me in improving my swimming timings! (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#8080ff" size="2"&gt;I also want to thank my school mates for scoring higher than me in some tests, it has really made me bolder into knowing that I could only do better and up my standards. (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff0080" size="2"&gt;Now, the time has come to thank my family for giving me both emotional and moral support in the most difficult times of my life. I gladly acknowledge the atmosphere you have built for me, at home and even how I should express my feelings outside. I am delighted to know that I'm living in a peaceful world. I am delighted that I have friends who show their support to me. I am delighted that I can get along with people well. I am also delighted of the food that I have been fed with. THANK YOU, MOM AND DAD for the FREE FOOD! :-D Without my friends and family, life to me would have been so meaningless, I could die a very painful death. Touch wood...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#0080ff" size="2"&gt;I should also feel blessed, knowing that I have confirmed my place in TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC, with the Aerospace Engineering Course! YEAH, BABEH! In addition, I praise the Lord for not letting my History teacher test the class on Hitler today. xD Except that tomorrow, I have my PRELIM PAPERS, consisting of Mother Tongue and Social Studies. :/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffff00" size="2"&gt;The donuts and cheesecakes that Mom and I brought to training today were perfectly delicious! If you had missed them, rest assured, I'll be celebrating again at my Dad's stall at the Old Airport Road hawker centre on Saturday night, after training. Because my birthday IN THE LUNAR CALENDAR falls on that day! Sounds auspicious to carry out a get-together 'party', doesn't it? Haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff2f2f" size="2"&gt;Anyway, I conclude my post by THANKING YOU AGAIN IN ADVANCE FOR YOUR SUPPORT AND WELL WISHES FOR MY UPCOMING &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; LEVEL EXAMS THIS OCTOBER!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;Good night, folks!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2999266753853640803?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2999266753853640803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2999266753853640803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2999266753853640803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2999266753853640803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-16th-birthday-justin.html' title='Happy 16th Birthday, Justin!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-5467926554715088541</id><published>2008-08-20T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:37:28.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 consecutive years of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Yes, tomorrow's the day! Less than 24 hours away from now, until I turn 16! Just to inform you that I have a History SEQ test tomorrow, and PRELIMS on the day after. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;However, NOTHING SHALL BAR MY HAPPINESS TOMORROW! Okay, will blog more tomorrow. For sure. (: Be right back.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-5467926554715088541?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/5467926554715088541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=5467926554715088541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5467926554715088541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/5467926554715088541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/16-consecutive-years-of-love.html' title='16 consecutive years of love'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3552554944552442808</id><published>2008-08-14T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:22:01.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for some consideration</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;First, there was one FURIOUS neighboring resident. Second, one FRUSTRATED school Principal. Third, groups of very SENSITIVE oral examiners. Fourth, one BAD-TAMPERED English teacher. Fifth, one very THREATENING disciplinary master. WHO WOULD IT BE, NEXT?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;It all started when the frustrated school Principal came up onto the stage in school yesterday, to read out an E-mail sent by one of the neighboring residents with a toddler in her hands. That resident was furious about some students in our school, who refused to move to the rear of a bus, despite the instructions given by the bus driver and the woman herself. Because none of the students moved, she had to stand. And no one on board the bus was kind enough to offer her a seat. One traumatizing morning yesterday, the frustrated school Principal scolded the 1,500 students in the school, having read the E-mail which stated that &amp;quot;Junyuan students don't have the heart&amp;quot;. I couldn't bear with the E-mail longer, because not all of us don't have that heart. And yet, our school Principal YELLED at the whole lot of us, as if everyone in the school is guilty. Since I haven't boarded a bus in 6 months, I think the sole credit shouldn't go to me or any other innocent students. Moreover, THAT RESIDENT should have hailed a cab to sit in, instead of standing in a CROWDED BUS!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Another issue that has come to my attention is that the oral examiners are very sensitive. From what I heard from a bad-tampered English teacher, some of our candidates' conduct was poor. Some even wept after the exam. And all it took, was one bad-tampered woman to shout at us AGAIN this morning, AS IF WE'RE GUILTY YET AGAIN. Most unfortunate for those who took the mock exam today. For God's sake, they have a mock paper today and a preliminary exam tomorrow. All per the Principal's instructions and her lousy time planning.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Lastly, the threatening disciplinary master seemed eager to catch anyone who skips the paper today.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;MY question to those adults who complained for two days in a row. &amp;quot;What do you expect us to do now?&amp;quot; We've heard you people complaining, so what do you expect us to do after this?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Anyway, here're the answers for the 3rd trivia on the previous post.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;1. True&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;2. True, won a nailclipper set from the coach.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;3. False, I got full marks for that test.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;4. True&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;5. True, see my Facebook profile if you wanna find out more.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3552554944552442808?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3552554944552442808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3552554944552442808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3552554944552442808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3552554944552442808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-for-some-consideration.html' title='Time for some consideration'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-1095633284186485645</id><published>2008-08-10T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:54:13.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd TRUE or FALSE trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Hello, readers. Just for the sake of updating my blog again, let me just add in another trivia about myself. But this time you have to tell me what you think of the statements given below this paragraph, whether it's true or false. After that, I'll be keeping you guys in suspense until the next time I update, when I give you guys the answers. :-) Does that sound good? Hopefully so...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;1. I don't go for tuition.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;2. My best bowling score for one game was 181 pin falls last week.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;3. I got a near perfect score for my recent Physics test.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;4.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;I lost out to the perfect score by 5 marks in my English Prelim Oral last Monday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;5. I can not only study, swim and bowl.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;What do you think of the five statements above? True or false?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-1095633284186485645?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/1095633284186485645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=1095633284186485645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1095633284186485645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/1095633284186485645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/3rd-true-or-false-trivia.html' title='3rd TRUE or FALSE trivia'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-9002739481778532433</id><published>2008-08-10T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:45:28.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst celebrations in my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3535"&gt;Recently, we 'celebrated' our country's 43rd year of independence. At the same time, the 29th Olympic Games have also commenced with Czech Republic winning the first gold medal of the games. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;On Friday, I reported to school as usual at 7.15pm. The event kicked off with us heading to the rugby field for the food and fun fair. My first thought of the day was that there was really nothing much to do, we didn't even get to watch the concert nor observe the parade. At the fair, I really had nothing enticing to do, but wait until about 10am, when this recycling campaign was scheduled to kick off. I'm telling you, some students refused to cooperate in the attendance-taking, some of us strayed to other areas in the field to delay the start of the campaign.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3535"&gt;So we set off for the neighborhood apartments 879 and 880, along the main road. So our class split into groups, only to realize that we could only collect less than 2 kilos of newspapers. I felt that those people wanted to sell their old newspapers to the rag-and-bone lurking in the carpark nearby. So my class and I headed back to the school at 11pm, half an hour before the others. The moment I saw our Guest-of-Honor Minister Mah Bow Tan, I felt like the school has catered for the VIPs more than us, students. I could even think of drawing a cartoon showing the school enjoy watching the concert while the graduating classes pick up the trash. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3535"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I felt that the 'brilliant' celebrations were a complete failure. The celebrations this year were 86.5% worse than last year's. Such a lousy ending to our stay in this school. I could only say &amp;quot;No comments, it was just a very badly organized event.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3535"&gt;At home yesterday, I didn't even have the mood to watch the National Day parade on TV. I thought of watching those swimmers cruising in the pool at the Water Cube Aquatics Centre in Beijing. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3535"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;It was like the whole world is watching the Olympics, while only half of Singapore watching the National Day parade taking place.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3535"&gt;Even Mom didn't enjoy the celebrations in school on Friday, alright. She told me that the Parents Support Group in school is &amp;quot;very unsupportive&amp;quot;. I thought that I shouldn't be visiting the school after I collect my &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level results early next year. Mom agreed, saying that she'd rather support my swim team. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Believe me, Mom was fuming with anger with the set-up on Friday morning. I'm telling you, I was FUMING WITH ANGER AND DISAPPOINTMENT. All those wretches... GET THEM OUT OF MY SIGHT, MAN.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3535"&gt;That's it, folks. Until next time, goodbye.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-9002739481778532433?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/9002739481778532433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=9002739481778532433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/9002739481778532433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/9002739481778532433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/worst-celebrations-in-my-life.html' title='Worst celebrations in my life...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-4408058173042265094</id><published>2008-08-06T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:08:40.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain is temporary, glory is forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Since the school holidays in the month of June ended, I have seen exam pressure building up because the Prelim exams are now A WEEK AWAY from now. And that the &lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;'O' Level exams&lt;/font&gt;, the &lt;font color="#ff5353"&gt;ULTIMATE GRAND SLAM&lt;/font&gt; is coming up in less than 80 days' time. O.O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Before the day of our 43rd year of independence on Saturday. I would like to take time of now to wish the people I know, who are going to the 2008 Summer Olympic Games in Beijing, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040" size="5"&gt;ALL THE BEST IN BRINGING HOME THE DREAM WE HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR, TO COME TRUE! :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;And also, just a few words of encouragement to those who are feeling the exam stress now: &amp;quot;This is the only way that we should fly, this is the only way to go&amp;quot;. :D Remember those words. It shall teach you to go through our moment of suffering and we can THROW IT ALL AWAY when the time has come, IN NOVEMBER. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff" size="2"&gt;TO AAARMS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-4408058173042265094?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/4408058173042265094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=4408058173042265094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4408058173042265094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/4408058173042265094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/pain-is-temporary-glory-is-forever.html' title='Pain is temporary, glory is forever...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2979622711503857601</id><published>2008-08-02T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:15:36.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, Grandpa... I still love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Hello! So today I went for the Inter-Constituency Swimming Championships 2008 at Toa Payoh Swimming Complex. It was only today that I realized that this date on the lunar calendar, was the death anniversary of my grand dad. So I thought that I'd honor him by doing my PBs again. WHICH I FAILED TO DO SO.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;So today was an ordinary competition day for me, I started my warm-up at around 12.45pm at the public pool. I finished at 1.15pm, when I was like scanning the whole complex looking for Marge. It was only until after my Freestyle event that I confirmed that I had really seen her, ALL THE WHILE. The sad thing was that we didn't even talk, we just like waved each other &amp;quot;Hello&amp;quot;. That was the only time that I got to see her after we collected our Identification Cards at the counter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Before my 50 Freestyle event, I registered at the counter, surrendered my IC, and sat under the hot sun, waiting for my turn to race. That guy who arranged the chairs under the sun ought to be slapped in the face, it was a good time for dehydration.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4040"&gt;So I swam, and I looked up at the timing board, and saw that I clocked +0.17 off my PB. Darn it... After that, I thought I could rely on my breaststroke to impress Ah Gong, but unfortunately, I got disqualified, DQ-ed. ARGHHHHH! Busted...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff40"&gt;Okay, end of the story, I went home empty handed, but knowing that I got 12th position for my Freestyle with a time of 29.09 secs. Moral of the DISQUALIFICATION, never splash yourself with pool water when the race is still ongoing. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT, but I didn't. So, never mind...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Okay, I'll end my post here. To Andy, Happy 17th Birthday, sorry for not making PBs to give you a good birthday present. I DID MY BEST! Same for Ah Gong, sorry for not doing my PBs to impress you well enough, I really did my best to honor my love for you. :-) Hear me. :-) I was wrong about my performance, about the rules, and about the competition. Hmm...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b66d6d"&gt;Okay, I'll end my post here. Good night. :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2979622711503857601?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2979622711503857601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2979622711503857601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2979622711503857601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2979622711503857601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry-grandpa.html' title='Sorry, Grandpa... I still love you'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-7544996652809387081</id><published>2008-08-01T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:50:47.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the month of August!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3c3c"&gt;Ho! It's already the start of a new month. It's the start of my birthday month, it's also the start of the 7th month in the lunar calendar. In less than 3 weeks' time, I'd be celebrating my 16 years of age and my 2 years of being with the RW team, in my swimming training.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff66"&gt;The countdown to the 21st of August this month has already begun! I just cannot wait to celebrate with my friends in school as well as during training. And tomorrow, I'm headed down to Toa Payoh Swimming Complex at 12.30pm for the Inter-constituency Swimming Championships 2008. Also known as &amp;quot;Inter-con&amp;quot;.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Well, I'll be swimming 50m Free and 50m Breaststroke. As usual, I'm hoping to hit my PBs again and do my family, friends and coaches proud. I'll be swimming for Tampines North, well at least it's not a one-man team anymore. And it's quite a relief to realize just that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;The training in my club has already changed to a new program through a new coach. Believe me, you wouldn't wanna throw something in her way, she behaves like the female Josef Stalin over there. If you know what I mean! Haha...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;The countdown to my Prelims has reached to a tally of less than 14 days already, and in less than 90 days, I'll be sitting for my 'O' Levels. ROAR! More supplementary lessons have been stepping up, which to me is a good thing. At least there shall be more time for revision with the teachers to guide us. This could be bad news for me as well, this means that I'M BECOMING BUSIER! AHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Anyway, there's nothing much more I can write about for my first post of the month, except this: HAVE A PLEASANT MONTH AHEAD!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-7544996652809387081?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/7544996652809387081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=7544996652809387081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7544996652809387081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/7544996652809387081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-month-of-august.html' title='In the month of August!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-170041325122124952</id><published>2008-07-28T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:41:38.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Lek's Composition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4646"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;You might like it. This is hilarious... ..even an&lt;/tt&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Englishman could not construct sentences using numeric, &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;which is exclusive only to Malaysians and Singaporeans.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Ah Lek was asked to make a sentence using 1, 2, 3, 4, &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.&lt;/tt&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Not only did he do it 1 to 10, he did it again from 10 &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;back to 1. This is what he came up with.....&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;1 day I go 2 climb a 3 outside a house to peep. But the &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;couple saw me, so I panic and 4 down. The man rushed out &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;and wanted to 5 with me.. I ran until I fell 6 and threw &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;up. So I go into 7 -eleven and grabbed some 8 to throw at &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;him. Then I took a 9 and try to stab at him. 10 God he &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;run away. &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;10 I put the 9 back and pay for the 8 and left 7-eleven. &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Next day I called my &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;boss and told him I was 6 . He said 5, tomorrow also no &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;need to comeback 4 work. ! He also asked me to go climb a &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;3 and jump down. I don't understand. I am so nice 2 him &lt;/tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;but I don't know what he 1.&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-170041325122124952?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/170041325122124952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=170041325122124952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/170041325122124952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/170041325122124952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/07/ah-lek-composition.html' title='Ah Lek&amp;#39;s Composition'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-8304896427486305753</id><published>2008-07-25T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T15:47:34.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At home... sick again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff77"&gt;I am still ill, since Wednesday, I haven't been schooling. Since the start of this week, I haven't been training. Define &amp;quot;ill&amp;quot;. &amp;quot;ILL&amp;quot; meaning fever + sore throat + nose infection + headache. I have absolutely no idea considering whether it was fated or it just happened to be passed on from another individual, or perhaps it was due to the unpredictable chilly weather outside. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff77"&gt;I don't know. Perhaps I knew I was gonna get a fever on Tuesday, when I experienced a bad head, thus my concentration on my studies waned. Both my arms are resting on top of my head, wandering when this would end.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff77"&gt;By the way, I'm shortlisted for an interview on Monday at the Temasek Engineering School at 4:15pm. I pray that my illness wanes just before it so happens that I might fall apart in that room. Pfft... ALSO, I have my Prelim EL Oral Exam on Wednesday at 2.30pm. I hope that my sore throat would wane, before my interview. I'll be waiting...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff77"&gt;I hope to start preparing for the interview during this weekend. I hope that I can recover fast to catch up with my schoolwork and not-so-rigorous training. Oh well... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff77"&gt;Nothing else to write about now... Until next time, folks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-8304896427486305753?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/8304896427486305753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=8304896427486305753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8304896427486305753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8304896427486305753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-home-sick-again.html' title='At home... sick again...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-8335367198284788279</id><published>2008-07-21T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:34:42.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FARTMAN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff00"&gt;Just a video similar to what I received from Dad through E-mail. Have a good laughter, folks! :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:c2ea9e9b-4ca4-40e7-8a78-08bf3d371ab8" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDJYccmyLqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDJYccmyLqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-8335367198284788279?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/8335367198284788279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=8335367198284788279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8335367198284788279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8335367198284788279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/07/fartman.html' title='FARTMAN!!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6960272663651371540</id><published>2008-07-20T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:10:11.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another quiz, and a quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Just for the sake of updating my blog here.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;TEN things you wish you could say to TEN different people right now, don't name the person&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;1. No use quitting, because winners never quit and quitters never win!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;2. The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;3. A problem spoken is a problem half-solved.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;4. Failing does not make you a failure, giving up does!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;5. Whosoever desires constant success must change his conduct with the times.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;6. Never say die.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;7. You must feel good at doing lots of things, in order not to bring tension to yourselves.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;8. Live today, FIGHT TOMORROW.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;9. Suicide is the most foolish way to end serious depression.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff4242"&gt;10. It's not over tonight, just give me one more chance to make it right.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;NINE things about yourself:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;1. I am sitting for my &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level exams this year.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;2. I am constantly improving in my swimming.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;3. I'm proud to be alive right now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;4. I respect my family members most.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;5. I'm not a quitter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;6. I dislike smokers.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;7. My sister is 18 years older than me (correct at time of publishing).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;8. My favorite color is red.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;9. I dislike people who talk and think like idiots.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; ways to win my heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;1. Love my family.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;2. My friends shall stay on my side forever.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;3. Speak to more adults, parents mostly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;4. Pass my &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level exams.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;5. Listen to music to relax my mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;6. Migrate to Australia.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;7. Go bowling and go swimming.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ff80"&gt;8. Impress the people who know me, by doing well in swimming and studies.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;SEVEN things that cross your mind a lot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;1. I should cut down on my training for now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;2. I wish that I can train in Kunming after my &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level exams.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;3. I need to improve my Chinese.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;4. I wanna travel and see the world.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;5. I wish I could fly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;6. I need to study EXTREMELY hard now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;7. I need food and water, and enough rest.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;SIX things I wished I never did&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5a5a"&gt;1. Shatter my bones&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5a5a"&gt;2. Die a horrible death&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5a5a"&gt;3. Be arrogant for life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5a5a"&gt;4. Eat bugs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5a5a"&gt;5. Go to those countries in South Asia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ad5a5a"&gt;6. Be involved in an &amp;quot;I shouldn't be alive&amp;quot; scenario.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;FIVE turn-offs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;1. Idiots&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;2. Hypocrites&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;3. Vulgarities&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;4. Gangsters (got a few in MY SCHOOL)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;5. Tricksters&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;FOUR turn-offs (Huh? Again?)&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font color="#9a9a4e"&gt;1. Irresponsible &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9a9a4e"&gt;2. Sabotage&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9a9a4e"&gt;3. People who judge me by my appearance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#9a9a4e"&gt;4. People who call me an idiot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;THREE words to sum up my life&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;1. Peaceful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;2. Enjoyable&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;3. Hopefully eternal :-]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;TWO things I won't do 'til I die.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;1. Eat a cockroach.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;2. Commit suicide&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;ONE last confession&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;1. My dad cuts my hair every 2 to 4 weeks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff40"&gt;Okay, the quiz is done. Just one more thing before I end my update for now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;My study timetable is going according to my plan, to study intensively for my coming &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level exams. I think I can make it to a direct entry into Temasek Poly. Hopefully so.. And this hope shall never die. :-D I hope that my intensive studying does not turn me into a lazy swimmer for the time being, since I have to cut down on my training for now. I hope that I wouldn't let my passion for swimming die either. Hmm...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;That's it, I have nothing much more to write about now. Good night.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6960272663651371540?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6960272663651371540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6960272663651371540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6960272663651371540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6960272663651371540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/07/yet-another-quiz.html' title='Another quiz, and a quick update'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-253240908038493771</id><published>2008-07-16T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T19:35:53.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Marge: TOP EIGHT QUIZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff2d2d"&gt;Top 8     &lt;br /&gt;1. Aloysius Lam      &lt;br /&gt;2. Andy Leong      &lt;br /&gt;3. Marjorie Kong      &lt;br /&gt;4. Alyssa Lie      &lt;br /&gt;5. Jeremy Mathews      &lt;br /&gt;6. Chan Kai Sheng      &lt;br /&gt;7. Sherlynn Teo      &lt;br /&gt;8. Alan Leong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;NUMBER 8     &lt;br /&gt;1. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN 8? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;4 years, I think&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;2. HAVE YOU EVER DATED 8?     &lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;3. IS NUMBER 8 ONE OF YOUR CLOSE FRIENDS?     &lt;br /&gt;Of course!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;4. HAVE YOU EVER KISSED 8?     &lt;br /&gt;Nahhh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;5. Name one favorite memory with 8?     &lt;br /&gt;Swimming with him all the way&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;6. DO YOU TRUST 8?     &lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;7. WOULD YOU KEEP A SECRET FROM 8?     &lt;br /&gt;Nope!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;8. WOULD YOU TAKE A ROAD TRIP WITH 8?     &lt;br /&gt;Of course! I wouldn&amp;#8217;t mind a off-road trip though&amp;#8230; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;9. IS 8 DATING ANYONE ON YOUR TOP 8?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;I doubt so&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;10. ARE YOU IN 8'S TOP 8?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff4f"&gt;Not sure&amp;#8230; haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;NUMBER 7 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;11. HAVE YOU EVER KISSED NUMBER 7?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Nope, I don&amp;#8217;t know when it&amp;#8217;s gonna happen but&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;12. NAME ONE INTERESTING THING ABOUT 7?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;SO GLAM!     &lt;br /&gt;13. WOULD YOU DO ANYTHING FOR 7?      &lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;14. ONE THING 7 IS GOOD AT?     &lt;br /&gt;Slacking&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;15. ARE YOU OLDER OR YOUNGER THAN 7?     &lt;br /&gt;Older than her by 5 months and one week&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;16. HAVE YOU EVER HUGGED 7?     &lt;br /&gt;Nope&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;NUMBER 6      &lt;br /&gt;22. HAS 6 DONE ANYTHING ILLEGAL?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;I hope not&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;23. DO YOU HAVE ANY REGRETS WITH 6?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Nahhh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;24. HAVE YOU EVER KISSED 6?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Nahhh     &lt;br /&gt;25. ARE YOU IN 6'S TOP 8?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;I have absolutely no idea&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;26. EVER LAUGHED WITH 6?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;AR-BUH-DEN!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;27.WOULD 6 BE THERE FOR YOU?     &lt;br /&gt;No idea&amp;#8230; but hopefully so&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;29. WOULD YOU BE THERE FOR 6?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;If I can&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;30. WHAT DO YOU LIKE MOST ABOUT 6?     &lt;br /&gt;He likes challenging me in a friendly manner&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;NUMBER 5      &lt;br /&gt;31. HOW WELL DO YOU KNOW 5?       &lt;br /&gt;Pretty well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;33. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN NUMBER 5?     &lt;br /&gt;One year and 2 months&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;34. WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU'RE WITH 5?     &lt;br /&gt;Swim&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;35. HOW DID YOU MEET 5?     &lt;br /&gt;Swimming&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;38. WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE ABOUT 5?     &lt;br /&gt;His character, mostly&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;38. ARE YOU ON 5's TOP 8?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Maybe?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;39. What do you have in common with 5?     &lt;br /&gt;We swim&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;NUMBER 4      &lt;br /&gt;41. WHEN IS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW 4?      &lt;br /&gt;6 months back&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;42. HAVE YOU EVER MADE OUT WITH 4?     &lt;br /&gt;Sadly no&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;43. ARE YOU RELATED TO 4?     &lt;br /&gt;As friends, yes&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;44. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL WITH 4?     &lt;br /&gt;Nope, I don&amp;#8217;t study in a girls&amp;#8217; school like Aly&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;45. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN 4?     &lt;br /&gt;More than 5 months&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;46. ARE YOU ON 4'S TOP 8?      &lt;br /&gt;No idea&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;47. WHAT'S YOUR BEST MEMORY WITH 4?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;Chatting on MSN haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;48. HAVE ANYTHING IN COMMON WITH 4?     &lt;br /&gt;We&amp;#8217;re swimmers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;49. DO YOU LOVE 4?     &lt;br /&gt;As a friend, yes&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;NUMBER 3 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;50. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN 3?     &lt;br /&gt;4 months &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;51. WHEN DID YOU LAST SEE 3?      &lt;br /&gt;Can&amp;#8217;t remember&amp;#8230; haha&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;52. HAVE YOU EVER DATED 3?     &lt;br /&gt;Nope&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;53. HAVE ANYTHING IN COMMON WITH 3?     &lt;br /&gt;WE SWIM!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;54. ARE THEY FUNNY?     &lt;br /&gt;Quite&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;55. DO YOU GO TO SCHOOL WITH 3?      &lt;br /&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t go to a girls&amp;#8217; school like Marge&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;56. ARE YOU ON 3'S TOP 8?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;No idea&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;57. WHATS THE LAST THING YOU DID WITH #3?     &lt;br /&gt;Chat on MSN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;58. WHAT IS SOMETHING 3 IS GOOD AT?     &lt;br /&gt;Good at creating blogs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;59. WHAT DO YOU LIKE BEST ABOUT 3?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Guess :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b66d6d"&gt;NUMBER 2     &lt;br /&gt;60. HOW DID YOU MEET THIS PERSON?      &lt;br /&gt;In swimming&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b66d6d"&gt;61. WOULD YOU EVER GO OUT WITH #2?     &lt;br /&gt;If I have time&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b66d6d"&gt;62. DO YOU LOVE #2?     &lt;br /&gt;As a friend, yes&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b66d6d"&gt;63. HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN IN TROUBLE WITH 2?      &lt;br /&gt;Nahhh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b66d6d"&gt;64. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE THING TO DO WITH 2?     &lt;br /&gt;Swim! And race one another!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b66d6d"&gt;65. DO YOU LIKE THIS PERSON MORE THAN A FRIEND?     &lt;br /&gt;Yes&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b66d6d"&gt;66. WHAT DO YOU LIKE BEST ABOUT #2?     &lt;br /&gt;His motivational character&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;NUMBER 1      &lt;br /&gt;67. HAVE YOU EVER KISSED NUMBER 1?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;Nahhh     &lt;br /&gt;75. DO YOU LOOK UP TO THEM?      &lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;76. HAVE YOU EVER FOUGHT WITH 1?     &lt;br /&gt;On the bed in the hotel room, yes&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;78. WOULD YOU DO ANYTHING FOR 1?     &lt;br /&gt;If I can&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;79. DO YOU LOVE 1?     &lt;br /&gt;As a friend, yes&amp;#8230;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;80. WHAT DO YOU LIKE BEST ABOUT 1?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;He likes to argue with me, in a friendly manner&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-253240908038493771?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/253240908038493771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=253240908038493771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/253240908038493771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/253240908038493771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-marge-top-eight-quiz.html' title='Tagged by Marge: TOP EIGHT QUIZ'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2006822556723072612</id><published>2008-07-11T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:40:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TIME HAS COME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;It's been a week since my recent national Inter-school swimming competition ended. And all the supplementary lessons are already being put into practice, DAILY AFTER SCHOOL.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Oh well, since my MOST IMPORTANT COMPETITION of the year has ended, it's time for me to 'fall back to Earth' and concentrate on my studies. At least I can now study in peace. Seriously, I am not blogging so often now, because there is nothing much to write about and I have assignments to complete at night, after a swim for stress relief. I shall temporarily consider my training as stress relief until after my &amp;quot;O&amp;quot; Level exams.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;I have already booked a place in Temasek Polytechnic, here in Tampines. I chose Aerospace Engineering as my first choice, followed by Aerospace Electronics, and Aviation Management and Services. GOTTA WORK EXTREMELY HARD FOR THIS! And by the way, I have already finalized my intensive self-study timetable, just now. Which means I want to study the ENTIRE DAY until 9:45pm. And also, I won't be online until 9:45pm from Mondays to Saturdays. Thus, SUNDAYS WILL BE MY REST DAYS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;I chose polytechnic instead of JC, because I feel like I'm gonna crack my head in JC, so it's no point going there, or even thinking about going there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Okay then, until the next time I have updates for you guys. Good night.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2006822556723072612?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2006822556723072612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2006822556723072612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2006822556723072612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2006822556723072612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-time-has-come.html' title='MY TIME HAS COME!!'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2946586815043543331</id><published>2008-07-04T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:46:57.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years of continuously achieving PBs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3333"&gt;I'm feeling very thrilled, to know that my winning streak of PBs is continuing. 4 consecutive years of achieving PBs in the Inter-school competitions. I really made my school proud of me, because they found out that I came in 4th for my 1500m Free, and 9th for my 400m Free.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Ms. Salina, who followed me to the Sports School on Wednesday, exposed what she had experienced when she saw me swim the 1500m Free. She saw me coming in first for my heat, and she noticed that I was only 3.88 seconds shy of achieving a bronze medal. She also knew that I was ONLY 0.08 seconds shy of becoming one of the top 8, for 400m Free.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Well, both my events are timed final events, that means I don't have to return to the Sports School again to swim in the finals.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Many of the people I know came to shake hands with me and said &amp;quot;Congratulations&amp;quot; like they'd really mean it.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;This was the first meet that I'm in the top 8 for one of my events and that I was very close to winning a medal. This was also the first meet, when my teachers also shook hands with me, and when even my school Principal said that she'll make a public announcement in school about my performance. :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff40"&gt;Below are my timings and the time difference from my previous record, last month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;400m FREESTYLE, 4:40.32 (-2.85 secs.), 9th position&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;1500m FREESTYLE, 18:15.92 (- ONE MINUTE PLUS), 4th position&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#b16565"&gt;Also, I must congratulate my friends who have made it to the finals, whether first time or not. :-D I hope you've achieved PBs.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;I must also encourage others who didn't make it, or didn't hit PBs. Oh well, these things happen, there's always another time to fix it. :-) Marjorie I know how you feel, there must be a cause to your under performance, find it and FIX IT! :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;Okay, I shall end my post with photos. If you wanna see more, you can find them in my Facebook. :-) Good night...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188093540124&amp;amp;site=widget-1c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188093540124&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/p1/144115188093540124/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188093540124&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/p2/144115188093540124/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=144115188093540124&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/p4/144115188093540124/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2946586815043543331?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2946586815043543331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2946586815043543331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2946586815043543331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2946586815043543331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/07/4-years-of-continuously-achieving-pbs.html' title='4 years of continuously achieving PBs'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6908332790414253153</id><published>2008-06-28T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:33:44.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>49th Inter-Schools Swimming Championships 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Hey, folks. What's up? Anyway, what's up for me the fast coming week is that, I'm in for another national tournament stated above. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;The event is going to be held at the Sports School. This event is my FINAL OPPORTUNITY to stand up for my school, as a secondary school student. I still represent the school, SOLO in this tournament. I'm very much grateful to my classmates, my teachers, and my Principal for giving their support. Some people in my school even shook hands with me. Haha...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Anyway, I'd be swimming in ONLY TWO EVENTS. They're the 1500m and 400m Freestyle. I'll be swimming this coming Tuesday and Wednesday morning. So don't expect me to be in school on these two days. I submitted seed timings as shown below. Note that this is the first time I'm swimming 1500m for the first time in any competition in my swimming career.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;400m Freestyle, 4:46.79 (OLD PB)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;1500m Freestyle, 19 minutes (COACH'S RECOMMENDATION)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;Right then, you can send me your well wishes through tagging me. :-) This is really the last time I'm swimming in an Inter-school event. I hope to make the best of this opportunity. :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;OK then, there's nothing much I can write about. Just a reminder to my classmates, while you're in school, at around 9am, I'd be on the starting block with the school's reputation at stake. So wish me luck! :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6908332790414253153?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6908332790414253153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6908332790414253153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6908332790414253153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6908332790414253153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/06/49th-inter-schools-swimming.html' title='49th Inter-Schools Swimming Championships 2008'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2588429788597440918</id><published>2008-06-26T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:56:11.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE or FALSE trivia: 2nd edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3e3e"&gt;My apologies, for not updating my blog. I'm getting busier these days, since it's back to the old school for most of the students here in Singapore. And that means, back to more homework and project work. I'm at home typing on the keyboard now, due to the fact that I'm ON M.C for 2 days. -.-&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3e3e"&gt;That means, no school and no training for Today. Sigh. :-( And it's less than ONE WEEK to my Inter-School competition at the Singapore Sports School. My events fall on Tuesday and Wednesday morning, starting with 400m Free and 1500m Free respectively. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3e3e"&gt;Anyway, it's been a week since I set this true or false game, most of you seem to have enjoyed guess whether I bluffed or told the truth about 5 statements, about myself.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;NOW, LET THE GAME CONTINUE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;1. My Chinese Language really sucks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;2. I'm the swim captain of my school swim team.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;3. I was sent for detention, by my teacher for not doing homework, yesterday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;4. I've been keeping short hair for nine years.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;5. I usually go to the barber to get a haircut.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/justin2108/SGMAdPRtonI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Vi_fGGFJ3EU/s1600-h/image%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="576" alt="image" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/justin2108/SGMAgak6aJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mJvpOYs61oU/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="411" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;ANSWERS:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;1st statement: &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;TRUTH&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;reason being I don't speak Chinese at home.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;2nd statement: &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;TRUTH&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;because I'm the solo swimmer in my school, so I take charge of myself. (Recognized by my CCA coordinator)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;3rd statement: &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;BLUFF&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;because I always hand in my work on time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;4th statement: &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;TRUTH&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;because I've been keeping short hair since I was in Primary School.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;Final Statement: &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;BLUFF&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;because my dad cuts my hair.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;OK, that's all I have to write about, Today. Good day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2588429788597440918?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2588429788597440918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2588429788597440918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2588429788597440918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2588429788597440918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/06/true-or-false_26.html' title='TRUE or FALSE trivia: 2nd edition'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/justin2108/SGMAgak6aJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mJvpOYs61oU/s72-c/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-8093208911662834110</id><published>2008-06-21T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T20:32:04.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Instructions: remove one question from below and add in your own personal question then tag eight people in your list, list them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag has a blessing from all.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.Do you like your present school?   &lt;br /&gt;Yes, but I'm so eager to leave this school, BREAK FREE you know?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2.What do you want the most now?   &lt;br /&gt;An iPod. I need that to store my 500 plus songs. :]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3.What type of ice-cream do you want to be?   &lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or coffee, since I order those flavors the most.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4.Do you hate your friends sometimes?   &lt;br /&gt;Now why would I ever think of that?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5.Name something annoying your friends do that annoys you.   &lt;br /&gt;Sabotage.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6.What is your goal this year?   &lt;br /&gt;Get good grades, improve my times in swimming, go to a polytechnic.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7.Do you forgive or forget or both?   &lt;br /&gt;Both&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8.Do you believe in eternity love?   &lt;br /&gt;Good things must come to an end, right? So, no. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9.Have you ever done something for a crush or boyfriend/girlfriend?   &lt;br /&gt;I dedicate posts on my blog, to them on their birthdays. :]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10.What do you enjoy doing the most?   &lt;br /&gt;Swimming, bowling, fishing and spending time with my family and friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;11.Have you done anything for your admirer?   &lt;br /&gt;I don't even know who's my admirer. Haha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;12.Do you like your CCA?   &lt;br /&gt;I don't like my CCA, but I love it A LOT more than studies. haha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;13.Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?   &lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;14.Who would you probably spend the rest of your life with?   &lt;br /&gt;Myself, since I want to live life to the max.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;15.What do you think is the most important thing in your life?   &lt;br /&gt;The heart!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;16.Do you find life meaningless?   &lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;17.What do you live for?   &lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;18.Who do you talk to most in school?   &lt;br /&gt;SO MANY PEOPLE!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;19.Who is the last person/people you've talked to on msn?   &lt;br /&gt;Marjorie Kong&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;20. Why are you doing this quiz?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'VE GOT TAGGED, guess who did that! :]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Tag 8:     &lt;br /&gt;1. Aloysius Lam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;2. Marjorie Kong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;3. Sherlynn Teo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;4. Andy Leong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;5. Alyssa Lie (RE-DO IT!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;6. Alan Leong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;7. Jeremy Mathews&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;8. Stacy Tan :]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-8093208911662834110?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/8093208911662834110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=8093208911662834110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8093208911662834110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/8093208911662834110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-been-tagged.html' title='I&amp;#39;ve been tagged...'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-2167713929272903971</id><published>2008-06-19T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:29:01.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE or FALSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3535"&gt;Hello, folks. I just feel like playing this simple game with you tonight. The objective of the game is to make sure you know as much of me as possible through 5 statements. I'm gonna give you &lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;5 statements&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff5353"&gt;,&lt;/font&gt; and all you have to do is&lt;/font&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff80"&gt;guess whether I'm bluffing or telling the truth. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;The answers will be shown directly below the picture, but &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;DO NOT CHEAT!&lt;/font&gt; Cos if YOU CHEAT, trust me, the game shall not be fun anymore. :-D LET THE GAME BEGIN!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;1st: My sister is currently older than me by 17 years.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;2nd: My MSN window is red in color.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;3rd: I swam 11 sessions last week.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;4th: I've got no girlfriend.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Finally: I've been featured as one of the &amp;quot;SLACKEST&amp;quot; swimmers, in my team.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/justin2108/SFpePSr3nrI/AAAAAAAAAuc/OVglHKVP_cc/s1600-h/image%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="633" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/justin2108/SFpeS9UA_PI/AAAAAAAAAug/lXcOrv85Pig/image_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#aeaeff"&gt;ANSWERS:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#aeaeff"&gt;1st statement:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;BLUFF! In fact, she's 18 years older than me now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;2nd statement:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;TRUTH&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;3rd statement:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;TRUTH, I went to Senai last week to train with my swim club, and we managed to accomplish 11 training consecutive sessions at the resort. And I swam one more session before I even went there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080c0"&gt;4th statement:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;BLUFF! I got more than one girlfriend in swimming, guess who... :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;5th statement:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#80ffff"&gt;BLUFF! In fact most of the adults I know, keep saying this to me &amp;quot;you're always on the ball&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;resilient, disciplined, hardworking, and focused&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80ff"&gt;OK, GAME OVER! Bye folks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-2167713929272903971?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/2167713929272903971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=2167713929272903971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2167713929272903971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/2167713929272903971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/06/true-or-false.html' title='TRUE or FALSE'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/justin2108/SFpeS9UA_PI/AAAAAAAAAug/lXcOrv85Pig/s72-c/image_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-6120923414844411147</id><published>2008-06-15T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:23:40.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APSC RW Camp 2008: The experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#208fff"&gt;Well, I think I have not much more to write about my experiences during the camp which lasted from last Monday until Today. Oh well, let me just begin here.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#208fff"&gt;I remember that I was placed in Room 310 with a swimmer from Blue Com on the 3rd floor. The room was at a very incovenient location, somewhere well secluded from the lift lobby, and Aloy's room. It was a mere 300m from both places. Anyway, I'm glad to have my firends with me who played Taidi and Bluff on the bed. We even flirted with the girls. :P Like prank calling, climbing to each other's balcony, and knocking on each other's door. Well, the girls just screamed, I don't know why. But we had a whole lot of fun, right guys? :P We even raced one another to the elevator. :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#208fff"&gt;I still remember Uncle C.P saying &amp;quot;Thank you for monkeying around, I got calls from the security guard. :-)&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#208fff"&gt;LOL anyway, I certainly want to thank my friends, the parents, Uncle C.P, and the coaches for making our stay at the resort a pleasant one. The parents played a significant role in letting us go for this trip, the coaches also deserve credit, for training and gearing us up for the Inter-school champs this coming July. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#208fff"&gt;OK then, I'll end my post here. Good night. :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-6120923414844411147?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/6120923414844411147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=6120923414844411147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6120923414844411147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/6120923414844411147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/06/apsc-rw-camp-2008-experience.html' title='APSC RW Camp 2008: The experience'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237652860027467700.post-3181457151888030941</id><published>2008-06-15T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:09:54.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from one week in Senai, Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Hello, folks! I suppose you all have been waiting for an update to come for quite some time huh? Well, my apologies. I was on a club trip to the Palm Resort, Senai, Johor, Malaysia for a week-long training camp. It has really been a while since I was taken on a driving trip North into West Malaysia.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#af5f5f"&gt;Anyway, the resort was really a 5-star experience. There were many activities over there like Bowling, Tennis, Pool, Cycling, Archery, Squash, and many others. Let me just share with you, my 1-star experience in the bowling alley. The lanes were simply uneven, especially when the ball goes from &amp;quot;left to right&amp;quot; as quoted by Andrew, our assistant coach who challenged me and my gang into a hand-to-hand combat! Oh well, I still managed to keep the highest record amongst the entire camp, with a pinfall score of 161, with the 13-pound house ball. Kudos to Jeremy, who made a high score of 153.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Anyway moving on, I find the camp one hundred percent FUN. The SGD 650 worth of the trip paid off, with one week of fun, one week of training hard, one week of good food, one week of good hospitality, and one week of break from the rush, here in Singapore. Some of our parents even took time off to drive up all the way to the resort to see us having fun, and training with each other. I feel that credit should be given to the parents who paid for our trip and let us train at a place away from stress, and they even took time off their daily schedules to see us. :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#af6161"&gt;I took more than 30 photos during our camp. They are being flashed below. :-D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188093405007&amp;amp;site=widget-4f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188093405007&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p1/144115188093405007/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188093405007&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p2/144115188093405007/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=144115188093405007&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p4/144115188093405007/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8040"&gt;Hold on, I'm not finished yet! I still have more to write about. Please see the above posts. :-)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237652860027467700-3181457151888030941?l=storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.palmresort.com/newsletter/ver4/intro/intro.html' title='Back from one week in Senai, Malaysia'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/feeds/3181457151888030941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=237652860027467700&amp;postID=3181457151888030941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3181457151888030941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237652860027467700/posts/default/3181457151888030941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjustinklseah.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-from-one-week-in-senai-malaysia.html' title='Back from one week in Senai, Malaysia'/><author><name>Justin K.L Seah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10810586548351048088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6l0Sncqt6Oo/SfqjdMfp-vI/AAAAAAAABD4/TtRAxgEHXUw/S220/110270634.ccXvEpQa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
