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I HAVE MOVED! [27 Jan 2008|04:43pm]
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I HAVE MOVED TO my new space























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Extremely fetching [12 Jun 2007|11:05pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

I shall dedicate this entry to my beloved JJ!


Before I saw this I was like thinking to myself,

"he can't get anymore handsome already la. I mean, his face is like that, then can't change much liao."


And then BOOM! This picture BLEW ME AWAY.

His album cover

Would you look at that?? Ain't he the cutest thing alive??


He's like, more handsome than before la!

The song, Killa, is totally different from his usual R&B soulful balland style. In this JJ takes his music to a whole new dimension. The song is predominantly R&B, this time round a little sexier and mature than before. Despite the many sounds coming from instruments in background, the melody is still audibly distinct yet complementing at the same time. It's pretty cool how everything comes together real neatly this time round as compared to his Cao Cao.

He also broke off boundaries by shedding off his squeaky clean image to boldly take on the role of a psychotic killer in his MV for this song. I saw the MV and was a little disturbed.

It was like, a mini Korean horror movie which ended in 5 minutes but gave the full impact of an actual full length horror movie. In other words, it scared the crap out of me.

There weren't any ghost or gore or blood but it were the thoughts that played out which really creeped me out. Ooh, disturbing. JJ took on his character really well and I was mildly creeped out by him as well. In all, the MV was really really very well-directed and well played out and I can't wait to lay my hands on his album!

I'll recommend you listen to the song first then watch the MV though. It's better that way.

HERE for the song and lyrics only.
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For the Killa MV, click HERE.

Warning! It's pretty disturbing, so for those faint-hearted, please refrain from watching! =)

It's coming out on the 29th of June and the pre-order starts on the 15th of June. =)


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[03 Jun 2007|02:22am]
[ mood | mellow ]

There are two taboos with me that you cannot tease about or talk about in front of me.

Right now no one really know what those taboo words or phrases are.

And no sir, I'm not gonna proclaim to the world what those taboo are. They are kinda personal. And I don't really like people knowing it. But for once, I'm chucking aside my fears and pride to talk about it in this blog, simply because some people stepped on my toes regarding these two just a moment ago and I needed a vent to let my steam out.

I guess I was a little hurt but I don't really want them to know that was my weakness. First, one of my relatives compared me to another. This is pretty common in Singapore, especially during festive occasions or celebrations where relatives gather together either for a major mahjong session or a major gossip session. It is really okay for them to take comparison between us, but when she mentioned (taboo word), I bristled up and remain silent.

Well it felt really terrible inside, because I knew I belonged to that category before but due to circumstances beyond my control, events went horribly wrong and I am where I am right now.

I couldn't bear to say anything else, (or else I'll cry) so I mumbled a "Yeah," and walked away.


The second taboo was touched on and dished out to me in such a direct manner that I couldn't tell whether it was real for a moment. She looked at me in the eye and said the (taboo word). I thought she was joking, but it didn't seem so. I guess she was just having fun teasing me, but I do, yes I do, feel the impact of those seemingly innocent words.

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Rants about JJ Lin Jun Jie [05 Apr 2007|07:56pm]
[ mood | happy ]

I watched JJ Lin Jun Jie’s live concert for the 3rd time and counting, and I am still darn impressed! He's what you can call true talent. I really admire people who do something that not many can do. For example, I totally dig his singing and he does it so well at that. There are other singers like Lee Hom and Gary Cao who sing live superbly, but what differentiates JJ Lin Jun Jie from them is his ability to do R&B in a totally different manner.

His R&B turns are done really clean, like a flight of stairs, every turn is done really clearly and you can tell every note apart from each other, and I think that’s something not everyone can do. So far, he’s the only one in Cpop who can do it in that manner. I don’t really know how to explain, but if you listen close enough, you’ll know what I mean. =)

He sang a few songs that weren't his too, and what’s nice was he incorporated his own style into those songs, which were very nice. :D That kind of originality coming from a Singaporean is priceless. He's really very natural as a performer on stage, one who exudes charm and charisma almost effortlessly. And that smile! ~_~

Talent aside, there's another side of him worth respecting. At the end of the concert he actually acknowledged all his musicians individually in a very sincere manner, giving them credit for his achievements on that stage. I think that’s what make singers like him successful in their profession. Success isn’t all about making it big. It's about making it big, being loved by everyone, still able to keep your pride in check and being able to acknowledge those who brought you to where you are.

I used to think he's ugly, but after bearing witness to his talent(s) and unpretentious, bashful character, it more than makes up for it and makes him look adorably beautiful nonetheless. I think he's so much better than those supposedly good-looking artistes who try so hard to look cool and end up making fools of themselves. You know, sometimes at the end of the day it's substance that matters. :)

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A nod of approval [29 Mar 2007|11:50pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Finally, The Lecturer gave his nod of approval when we looked for him tonight. But he seemed unwilling to approve us. It was as though there was a fierce battle between him and his inner psychotic self telling him to reject us. In the end I think the psychotic self gave way and he grudgingly gave us the "okay" sign, but not without that usual Oh-man-I'm-so-disgusted-by-the-way-you-people-handle-the-project look.


Never have I seen a Lecturer so senile, so unreasonable in my entire life. My primary school teacher was number one on my The Worst Teacher You'll Ever Meet List until he came along. Let me give you a scenerio that happened. He flipped through the proposal, frowned, and asked a question. Daphne replied him and then almost immediately he repeated the question again.


"Daphne answered your question already,"


said Lucas, but The Lecturer bit back by giving that look, flung his hands out and exclaimed,


"Which questions are for which Research Questions? You people still commit the same mistake"


...or something along those lines. When we heard it, Daphne was close to murdering him, because we sub categorised the survey questions and specifically tailored the survey questions in each section to suit every research question.


Every research question is broad and needs to be surveyed. So each of them has a specific set of survey questions. And it's common sense that you can't have one survey question for each research question because

1) That would defeat the purpose of surveys because you won't be able to gather enough primary data to support your thesis on the research question, and

2) It would be stupid. Imagine one piece of paper with only one survey question. Wouldn't it be stupid? Yes, it would.




So we made sure every survey question answers a part of the respective research question. But his nose was too high up in the air to read our questions properly, so we had to tell him we followed whatever he wanted previously. Then he asked the stupidest question I've ever heard from a lecturer.



"Where is the survey question for the research question? So many survey questions, which one is for the research question? You never specify, you expect me to look for them is it??"



I can go and slam myself against the wall already I tell you. Have you ever seen people using ONE survey question to answer ONE hypothetical research question, you blundering bugger? And if you would only juuuuuuuuust open your eyes for once, we already sub-categorize the survey into their respective sections so as to answer a part of their respective research question. Which part do you not understand?



He is the most unreasonable Lecturer I've ever come across. Without reading our proposal he attacked us and reduces us to mere 3 year old kids when he is the 3 yr old kid who refuses to give way. How can you criticise someone's work when you haven't even read it? He should get his head fixed.



We really couldn't reply this question of his. But in the end, he flipped through our papers again, and approved us.

Okay I should stop talking about him as well, since he already approved us. Now onto the project! Hope we can finish in time....

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Postlude to the Lecturer's Waltz [24 Mar 2007|11:30pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Okay the title of this entry was random. I just had to write that. Teehee. Anyway. Yes, about the bald Lecturer, I'm kinda cool about it. I've figured things out. There's no point dwelling on how unreasonable he is. =) Because he may be unreasonable, but I will not be so easily defeated!

*ties a towel round my forehead and gives a victory sign with trumpets blowing behind*

My project mates and I are going to meet in school tomorrow to come up with a foolproof proposal - yes, I know tomorrow's sunday but there's no such thing as holidays once you hit the final year, friend - and yes, I believe we are able to win him over then.

Woots! Gumbate, gekatiang!

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Rejected. Again. (EDITED: I believe The Lecturer hates us.) [22 Mar 2007|11:05pm]
[ mood | recumbent ]

So.
Yet again, our proposal for our Small Biz project failed to meet the lecturer's cut.
What on earth is ticking in that bald head of his, I seriously have no idea.
How could I know what to do when he just flung our proposal aside without so much of a look and told us to come back next week.

He said we didn't put in any effort, and he has been..


"...teaching this for 5 to 6 years, I know what is good and what is not. It's so obvious you didn't put in any effort. Look at this, what is this. Just one look and you can tell this wasn't done properly. No effort is done! What is this? I don't understand you. You guys obviously don't want to listen, don't want to get good grades. Snce it's so, go back and do again. I will see you next week. "


"But sir, our --"



"No, go back and do again. What is this? " Circles a paragraph on our proposal. "I don't understand you."



"You see Sir, these are our interview questions that we'r--"



"No no no," said The Lecturer, wincing in disgust as though bearing witness to something unpleasant,


"Take it back and do again. What are the interview questions? Where are they?"


"They're there, Sir! We wrote them down a--"



"No, no, no. Where's the interview form? You guys really don't want to get good grades." Shakes his head in disapproval, " I don't think you people even understand what you're doing."















At that moment, I had the urge to grab what's left of his hair and rip them out.



continues The Lecturer, "Go and do an interview form. And come and see me next week. You can go now."







I don't really mind if he says no, because we could do it all over again, but what irks me is that he said we didn't put in any effort when I KNOW we worked our ass off to get this done! Which beady eye of his saw us slacking for this project, huh huh huh? I can't say for the other two group mates, but Daphne and I worked our heart out to get everything done and what does he give us in return? A "No."



"So obvious no effort is put in."



PUI!!!



As if he is omniscient and can see whether we got put in effort or not!







Stupid lecturer.


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Update: I just found out that The Lecturer is not only stupid, but he's incredibly unfair as well. Sure, I was angry, because he flung our efforts away 2 times consecutively, but I wasn't beyond reasoning. I was still listening to his so-called advice. I thought he was being strict, but no.




After his lecturing that night, we thought we could use a little help from another group. So we asked William's group for his group papers to get a rough idea of how The Lecturer wanted the work to be presented. So Lucas got it from William, and an email attached with their survey form was sent to us. I wanted to know where we went wrong with the structure and the overall presentation.







So I clicked on the email attachment, loaded it, and I just went red with fury.










WE FOLLOWED THAT STRUCTURE AS WELL.







SO. The Lecturer passed them, and not us. And the reason was because our survey structure was not good.



.....








WHAT IS THIS LA.








And to think all these while, I thought there was something wrong with our work.





For some reason or another, he rejected our proposal based on some unfounded grounds, making us waste our precious time redoing the structure, with which he passed the others, making us come back again just to get a stupid nod from his bald head which is uber redundant because we don't get any marks for that, when we could have completed the project almost by half by now and could have moved on to other projects. But nooooo, he enjoys torturing us, twirling us around his stupid fat little finger like puppets on strings because he believes the world revolves around him.









You have no idea how i n c e n s e d and u n j u s t i f i e d I feel r i g h t n o w. I really abhor The Lecturer to. the. core.








I have nothing else to say.

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[04 Mar 2007|06:23pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

I need a change of space.

Just a thought. =)

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Let me meet You [02 Mar 2007|12:02am]
[ mood | hopeful ]

Let me meet You

Let me meet You on the mountain, Lord,
Just once.
You wouldn't have to burn the whole bush.
Just a few smoking branches
And I would surely be...your Moses.

Let me meet You on the water, Lord
Just once.
It wouldn't have to be on White Rock Lake.
Just on a puddle after the annual Dallas rain.
And I would surely be ...your Peter.

Let me meet You on the road, Lord,
Just once.
You wouldn't have to blind me on North Central Expressway.
Just a few bright lights on the way to chapel
And I would surely be...your Paul.

Let me meet you, Lord,
Just once.
Anywhere. Anytime.
Just meeting You in the Word is so hard sometimes
Must I always be...your Thomas?

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The day at Yanhong's House [26 Feb 2007|05:03pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Had a wonderful wonderful lao yu sheng party at Yanhong’s house yesterday. People invited were, namely, Christopher, Tammy, Deqiang, Junhong, Sihan and her fiancé, John and *drumrolls* who could forget our man who bravely proposed to Yanhong at the concert night, Mr. Xianghong. Heh.

I was the first to arrive, imagine that! xD Of course, when I set a new year’s resolution, and that is to be early or on time to every appointment/ gathering/ dates/ etc, I intend to keep it. Woots~ It's so satisfying to be early. =)

Soon yanhong came to pick us up, but the “us” only consists of Tammy and me but whammy was late. The rest of the seniors were going there themselves, so we waited for jammy. So there we were, Yanhong and me, having each other for company as we waited for her. And when hammy arrived we walked to Yanhong's place. And she lives so near my aunties! They live like, opposite each other. Cool. Now I've MORE people in Sengkang. HUR HUR HUR. Raow.

Anyway. The rest were going to be even later, so when Tammy arrived we were just in time to tuck in! Yanhong’s mom sure can cook! Yanhong's family are all vegans, but their food taste nothing like veggies. There was bee hon, fried mee, luncheon meat, pork nuggets, curry with mutton in it, and of course, vegetables. Every dish was so delectable and savoury that I'm slobbering all over the place now just thinking about it. The mutton in the curry was the ONE for me. It tasted almost like real meat, and you know when you eat mutton there will be some tendon within the cut pieces right?

Guess what. I bit into a "tendon" in the mutton piece I was eating! They even made the hardened bits usually found in mutton! Hahaha how cool can it get! ^_^ Double-you-double-you-oh-double-you-double-you. Wow.

After that all hell broke loose on Tammy. She kept laughing for no good reason, and somemore it was at me. =.=
And anyway she got me going as well. One very memorable situation was when we were seated behind the seniors chatting away, and suddenly the topic came to ELMO. Tammy the Whammy suddenly did an Elmo that was so darn FUNNY that I burst out laughing and almost choked on whatever I was eating at that moment. Thanks Tam.

She just like, suddenly spaced out, dropped her jaw, poise her hands in mid air and started swaying her head and body in an Elmo manner. It was so Elmo-ish that I couldn't stop laughing. But why are the hands not moving? And to which she replied,

"Cos the puppeteer can only move one thing at a time, so when he move the body, he cannot move the hands. So the hands will stay lor."

Wonderful, Tam, wonderful.

The spread was good, the company enjoyable. We should do this more often. =)

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My poor poor cousin [22 Feb 2007|11:34pm]
[ mood | recumbent ]

After bearing witness to my auntie’s tyranny, I’ve finally realized how fortunate I am to have parents like mine.

There we were, the inseparable “sisters” of the Chua Family, waiting for our ride home. My auntie was to come and fetch us, and we were waiting for them to arrive. Before I go into the details, let me lay out what happened before that. My cousin ended her lesson at 9pm, and had to wait for my lesson to end at 945pm, so basically she waited for a full 45 minutes without any complain you know, she even has a smile on her face when I met up with her.

So we waited. Then the call came, and we went up immediately after packing up.

We saw them in the distance and walked to the waiting car. The moment our butts touched the soft leather of the backseat, my auntie started SCREAMING at my cousin at how dangerous it is to be here, so many cars and all that, at how fortunate she is to have them pick her up, made them wait for soo long, don’t know how to use her brain, they’re so sick of always having to handle situations like that, blabbering on about how pampered she is to be there waiting for her ride, - Yeah, she’s been waiting alright, I knew of instances where she waited for more than 3 hours for their stupid ride - and that poor girl just sat there and kept silent, saying nothing at all as though it’s really entirely her fault. Like she’s resigned to it.

And I felt the wham! Injustice! I was so disgusted.

Excuse me lor. You guys only waited for like a few minutes and then you guys started screaming at how slow she is, but have you ever considered how SHE FELT EVERY TIME SHE WAITED FOR YOU?

To be waiting for three freaking whole hours just for an half an hour’s ride home just because you say “I’m reaching already, I’ll be there in a minute.” - BULLSHIT. Your words have no worth in them. You’ve been making my poor cousin wait and yet you have the audacity to complain just because you waited for only a couple of crappin‘ minutes.

What makes you think you have the audacity to order her around like that? She’s not a dog, or any animal for that matter, for you to be abusing her like that! She’s your daughter for goodness sake! Is it really that hard to not start criticizing her the moment you see her?

I love my cousin dearly, and to see her treated like that really brought it home. Even my mom can’t stand it when she sees my cousin being treated like that. But I can’t do anything for her ARGH. While my cousin was being verbally abused, I just sat there and do nothing. God, I could slap myself for being so cowardly. I could have at least said something! Like,

“Oi auntie you very unreasonable lor! She waited for you for 3 hours last time but she didn’t even complain then now you only wait for a few minutes then you talk so much! This kind of ride give me forever I also don‘t want to sit!”

And then I’ll open the car door, drag my cousin out with me, look over and give a threatening glare, drag my cousin further down to the bus stop and take a bus home ourselves. And my cousin will bunk in with me at my home for the time being, to show my auntie how serious we are with the threat.

Of course these are just facon de parler; never expected them to happen anyway.

But it really sucks not being able to do anything for her. Bleah. If anything else, she’ll be trained to be a extremely patient person who takes criticisms in her stride next time.

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CNY's Eve [18 Feb 2007|01:38am]
[ mood | sleepy ]

A few hours back, most of us were gathered at grandma’s house. It has always been the family tradition to gather at grandma’s during the Lunar New Year’s eve because, it’s the Lunar New Year’s eve. It’s a joyous occasion, but it’s been a pain in the neck for me. Literally.

I’ve been experiencing migraines these days and the throbbing stress in my head has been so terrible that it has journeyed down all the way to my nape. It got worse like a while ago at grandma’s when I was conversing with my cousin. I was trying to give myself a little distraction from the throbbing ache but when I turned my head to look at her, PAIN AH!! Horrible PAIN shot through the entire stretch of my neck and I couldn’t move. I cried out in pain and froze, not wanting to aggravate anything that could send me straight to anywhere near insanity. I was DOOMED.

So there I was, frightened and still, clutching my neck with my hand, barely daring to breathe as the numbing pain seethe through my neck, my pulsating migraine persisted relentlessly, the cramps in my tummy reminded me that my period started today, I was sticky from all the humidity in the damp night air, my cousins were laughing and falling all over the place, (I’m not sure why but they love to fall on me, it’s like I’m the human bean bag or something.) Try having children tangle themselves and throw themselves (literally) at you with all their perspiration and heat, I tell you it’s flying off the charts of the extraordinarily stickiness meter, and the adults were chalking up as much noise as possible with their mahjong. How wonderful.

The lot of them cousins were laughing on the floor till Kingdom comes at my plight (because I looked stupid whining and groaning in that weird position I was stuck in) while I was trying my best to lessen the pain.

Bah. What a great way to start the lunar new year.
Happy Chinese new year anyway, everyone! ^_^

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There's a reason why He is called God [17 Feb 2007|12:26am]
[ mood | optimistic ]

The tenacity and strength of will necessary to contend with existing difficulties has weakened. She feels overtaxed, worn out, and getting nowhere, but continues to stand her ground. She feels that this adverse situation is an actual tangible pressure which is intolerable to her and from which she wants to escape, but she feels unable to make the necessary decision.

The tensions induced by trying to cope with conditions which are really beyond her capabilities, or reserves of strength, have led to considerable anxiety and a sense of personal (but unadmitted) inadequacy. She attempts to escape into a substitute world in which things are more nearly as she desires them to be.

She knows everything happens because she feels the longing need for Jesus more and more each day. The conflict left her broken and hurt, emotionally insecured and unstable, barely breathing and hanging on a thread. And she knows she can't turn to anyone for real comfort, except the comfort from Jesus. That's why she wanted to go back. She LOVES Jesus. SHE DOES. A million times yes, she DOES. Believe it or not, it's the fear of rejection that's holding her back. But she will not be held back anymore, because she treasure Him more than anything else in the world.

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[16 Feb 2007|04:54pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Irritating question: “Got stuck in the toilet ah? Take so long…”

My answer: “Well not exactly. I fell into the toilet bowl actually, got flushed away into the sewer, met some rats, became friends with them, got invited to their slug feast, and came back up again. But boy, the sewer pipe’s sure is slippery. It’s easy to go down but it’s so hard to come up, that’s why it took me so long. It’s fun though. You could try sticking your head in the toilet bowl one day too.” *skips away as though I just had the most wonderful party ever*

Person: "......................................"

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My Actual Problem [16 Feb 2007|12:24pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]


ColorQuiz.com I took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!

"Her need to feel more causative and to have a wide..."


Click here to read the rest of the results.


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I'm fat [15 Feb 2007|02:59pm]
[ mood | busy ]

Someone at work mentioned that I'm fat.

It maybe a joke or whatever, but this is the first time in a long time anyone told me I'm fat. I am so deep in trouble. Better start dieting the right way (exercise and eat healthier) to my original weight. If I continue eating further... GASP! I can't even begin to imagine.

I need to shed those extra pounds! >_<

(If not how to squeeze into choir costume?! )

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Just another quiz (In chinese) [12 Feb 2007|11:32pm]
[ mood | busy ]

(A little test that I got from Obmspace.com JJ's forum)

说话得罪人的指数有多高


开运随堂测验:人跟人相处说话的技巧和态度非常的重要,因为一不小心就会莫名其妙得罪人!
今天随堂测验就进入你的潜意识来测验一下你说话得罪人的指数到底有多高?

题目:你刚买一本杂志,你平常的习惯是会怎样读它?

1.先大略翻一下再细读。

2.先看你想看的标题文章。

3.先从第一页开始看。

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1.选「先大略翻一下再细读」的朋友天生白目不长眼的你常常有口无心得罪人而不自知。说话得罪人指数55%:这类型的人很多事情想了就讲,当下感觉对了就会说,有时候被讲的人会气得半死,事后他会反省自己所说的话,下一次就会稍微收敛一点,得罪人的机会就会越来越少。

2.选「先看你想看的标题文章」的朋友说话酸死人不偿命的你早就得罪光方圆八百里的人。说话得罪人指数99%:这类型的人酸别人是天性,他觉得自己很幽默,可是被酸的人会很生气,因此常常得罪人而不自知。

3.选「先从第一页开始看」的朋友懂得拿捏说话分寸的你会见人说人话而不得罪人。说话得罪人指数20%:这类型的人说话不会直接说,会转个弯分寸拿捏得很好,按照对方的个性说自己应该说的话,因此所有的人都会很喜欢他


And I chose number 1. No wonder I get so confused when people start to glare at me.

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Just a little quiz [12 Feb 2007|02:38pm]
[ mood | creative ]

You scored as French/Spanish/OtherLanguage. You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in a foreign language, especially French or Spanish as they have a greater use in today's world. But other languages could be useful to you as well, such as Chinese, Japanese, German, Italian, or many others. With a major in a foreign language you could teach, or work for a company as a translator or foreign correspondant.




It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it.




Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. A minor in a foriegn language is useful for ANY major. Also, business or political science are great minors for a foreign language major. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.

French/Spanish/OtherLanguage

75%

Visual&PerformingArts

75%

Religion/Theology

69%

Psychology/Sociology

63%

Mathematics/Statistics

63%

English/Journalism/Comm

63%

Education

56%

Accounting/Finance/Marketing

50%

Biology/Chemistry/Geology

44%

Physics/Engineering/Computer

44%

HR/BusinessManagement

44%

Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health

38%

PoliticalScience/Philosophy

31%

History/Anthropology/LiberalArts

25%

WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?
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And that's. a. fact. (Oh nooooooo I'm not picking a fight, no sir no~) [12 Feb 2007|12:13pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

That’s just it.

For pete’s sake, JJ is NOT FAT. I shall show you the facts, if you people are too blasé to care about this. (I get really peeved when I see an injustice being done and nothing is done about it. So that’s why I’m so worked up about it. Because it’s so unfair to JJ! ) Now I’m not pin-pointing fingers at anyone in particular, but rather, I’m just addressing the issue in general, because people often have the misconception that JJ is fat, when in fact he’s not. =.=


FIRST.

How do you define fat? What is fat to you? Flabby? Or bigger in size? And do you call a person with a chiseled body fat? Since we are all unique individuals who have differing opinions of fat, let’s just take the definition from the most unbiased one of all - Dictionary.com, shall we? From dictionary.com, “Fat” by definition is “having too much flabby tissue; corpulent.”

So.

From the definition, we can clearly see that if one’s body is over-run by flab and is large or bulky of body, then one’s considered fat. Agree? Now let’s look at the facts. JJ eats less than a bowl of rice (the bowl’s the size of his PALM) for meals and works out almost everyday to improve his physique since the beginning of 2006, which is like, almost equivalent to one year of working out. Why do I say “since the beginning of 2006”? Because before that, he was fat. I don’t deny that. But fat in the past doesn’t mean you’re forever fat right? Now, back to the previous fact. Notice I mentioned “fact”, because it is something that’s true and it’s a so-in-your-face fact. I believe you have the commonsense to grasp the concept that working out reduces fats, not increase them, yes? If you agree with me, I’m very happy for you, because you have the brains to think it out.

Lemme appeal to your commonsense once more. Can someone who restricts himself to keep away from oily, fried foods, eats only a small portion of food for his meals, exercise more than 4 times a week, runs a hectic schedule throughout the entire year of 2006 (writing/producing songs for his next album, writing songs for other artists, flying from country to country, doing his world concert tour, so much so that he lost his voice for 2 whole weeks) get fat?

I seriously doubt your intelligence if you fail to see the logic in this.
(But if you seriously have no clue to this question, the answer is no.)

Those are obviously muscles, not fats. Can’t you see the muscles ripping out from his top? He’s so much more buff and fit than the lot of you out there. And how would I know? Because I’ve seen him in person TWO TIMES within a WEEK in the beginning of January 2007, that’s how I KNOW. Sure, he’s not stick thin, but he’s NOT FAT EITHER. Don’t you know television makes people look fatter than they actually are? What I’m so peeved about is HE is NOT FAT AT ALL in fact he’s buff, but juuuuuust because he’s buff and looks big as compared to you scrawnies out there, you say he’s fat.


Since fat is found even in the likes of JJ, I would assume “thin” to you means someone whose arms and legs are as thick as bamboo and who looks as though she/he was about to die or break off. You know Popeye’s girlfriend, Olive? If I were Popeye, I would rather have healthier looking fatter lass beside me than Olive. Why? It’s because she looks like a mal-nutritious woman who’s about to pull the plug anytime on me.

And if JJ is fat by one’s standard then there’ll be so many fat people in Africa already. We wouldn’t have to worry about their famine problem, since they’re so fat they have enough fats to depend on to survive for a few decades without food. And even if the whole world is fat, JJ is far from fat. I agree he was once fat, but he’s not fat now. That poor fellow puts in so much effort and works out more religiously than any one of you out there so I won’t take a “He’s fat” when he’s obviously BUFF, and not when he has been working so terribly hard to improve himself.

SO when I see people just flinging aside JJ’s efforts with just two words, “He’s fat”, that’s just it. Since we are all adults, I shall not say anything else. But just one piece of advice, ya? Don’t just take whatever the tabloid papers/friends/relatives/classmates/colleagues/anti-JJ-ists/sideliners say and cast his efforts down the drain without a hoot and say for sure he’s fat. If he’s fat, okay, go ahead and say all you want, because he is. But now the problem is, he’s not even FAT. And I’m a pragmatic person; just because I like JJ doesn’t mean I agree with everything he does. So don’t start accusing me of being blind and stuff - and hey, I know what FAT is and what’s NOT. Now I’m going to stress further that I’m not pin-pointing fingers at anyone in particular, but only just addressing the issue in general.

…With a little bit of zest.

…And vigour.
That’s all.

Ya well. End of discussion.

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The errant brat returns [09 Feb 2007|10:52am]
[ mood | good ]

Yay~! After two weeks of training, my brother’s coming home from tekong today! After work I might travel down to welcome him back. As much as I refuse to admit it, it’s kind of quiet around the house without him. It was quiet in the past, now it’s even quieter. Sure it was fun having the whole house to myself but I kinda miss having this brat commanding people around. Though he’s obnoxious and deviant and all that a brother can do to irritate the life out of his sister, he’s still my brother. No matter how much I refuse to admit it, we’re still bonded by blood. *thinks* Bleugh. kind of disgusting actually.

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