<?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-1331041330759193457</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:25:06.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Perjun</title><subtitle type='html'>Hola, I am Perjun. A seriously serious person but sometimes also can get very lame and funny!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-1820564568616064476</id><published>2009-05-20T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:22:52.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Student</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Millon years since i blogged...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My open house is coming soon. Have tons of things to do, decorate the classroom, plan activities for the visiting children, "salavge" the deco of the school... Well, all in all, it is just sian. Somemore I still got to plan for my class concert item, prepare for PTM and do portfoilos. Haha. Never mind lah, can finish jiu finish, cannot finish then never mind lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Anyway, something happened today that made me feel good as a teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was talking to the children about Alexander Graham Bell yesterday, regarding his lifeworks and the invention of the telephone. Today, a parent who came and pick up her daughter told me, that she was telling them all about Alexrander Granham Bell at home. She told her sisters and her father the story. She even remembered his year of birth, 1847!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was seriously going to burst into tears at the moment. I also duno why, but I was just so touched and surprised that she can remind so many details, even i dun remember his year of birth! It is always this kind of feedback and actions of children that makes everything (all the irritaing and sian-sation things that i have to do) worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;After that, i totally forgot about the complains and unhappiness of the day. Oh my gosh, i just LOVE her, Manee, so so so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Manee,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for being such a wonderful student and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are an absolute joy to have in the class. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of all, thanks for making my day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teacher Jun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-1820564568616064476?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1820564568616064476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=1820564568616064476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/1820564568616064476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/1820564568616064476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-student.html' title='My Student'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-5371279134977042678</id><published>2008-10-31T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:00:26.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM NO CHICKEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Blood donating is &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; that scary or painful&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. The school had this donating thing going for a few times and I never ever though of going for it. However yesterday after just having a 10 minutes conversation with my friend, (&lt;em&gt;I was inspired to spread my ‘evil blood’ to the masses&lt;/em&gt;) I went and signed up immediately despite the fact that my knees were shaking (really shaking, ok!). Haha. But I did not get to donate yesterday as they were too many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So today (Halloween), I went with my friend and we sat and waited for 1 whole hour before we start the registration. I feel that it was really testing my determination as I could have walked away with the excuse that I don’t; want to wait for so long. However I am glad that I did not “scoot off” last minute. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After 1 hour of waiting + 15 minutes of registration + 15 minutes of Doctor screening, I finally entered “The Room”. I think my reaction was a little over because when I saw the few people lying on the bed, I made a very loud inhalation sound that cause the nurse to look at me. I did the hand-prick before I was asked to lie on the bed. I think I must look really petrified because the nurse keeps saying that I should not be scared because I am doing something good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The process was little unnerving (&lt;em&gt;and my mind was kinda in the state of blankness&lt;/em&gt;) but the nurse keep talking to me and encouraging me. Haha, I must have looked like a super scardy cat to her. I even got a cute Halloween Pumpkin squashy toy! However I did not manage to look at the needle and see if it is really the size of a Yakult straw because I totally don’t dare to look. Anyway even if it is that BIG, it does not hurt that much (I think the anesthetics jab was more painful). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My blood was very flowly (haha, as in it did not take more than 15 minutes for the packet to be half full) and did not really feel it when the nurse took the needle from my arm. The whole &lt;strong&gt;DOWN&lt;/strong&gt; part about the donation was the bandaging part. Although I keep saying that it is not painful, it still hurts a little when I have to apply pressure on it to stop the bleeding. Then there is this person (&lt;em&gt;I think is a nursing student&lt;/em&gt;) who came and did not really know how to do the bandaging properly. She ended up asking another girl (&lt;em&gt;who looked better trained and most probably her senior&lt;/em&gt;) and while doing so, my arm was like quite painful due to the pressure applied and she still take so long to bandage it (&lt;em&gt;somemore bandage until so ugly lor&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all, I was quite happy with the experience as the nurse really minimizes the stress and pain. Haha. Maybe one day when I am randomly inspired to do a good deed, I will donate my blood again. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263317220876471010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQsPIEqJyuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ud6Bylqp3EI/s200/P9270127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;My "NO CHICKEN" award and cute Halloween Pumpkin squashy toy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-5371279134977042678?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/5371279134977042678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=5371279134977042678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/5371279134977042678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/5371279134977042678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-no-chicken.html' title='I AM NO CHICKEN'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQsPIEqJyuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ud6Bylqp3EI/s72-c/P9270127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-7309347523465545159</id><published>2008-10-12T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:40:06.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get together Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;On Wednesday, 8 Oct 2008, went to Aloha Loyang Chalet with JM, Gere, ST and BY to celebrate our belated birthdays (except for ST, her birthday is on the 9th Oct). Our purpose, &lt;em&gt;or at least my purpose&lt;/em&gt;, of the chalet is for all of us, who have been working &lt;strong&gt;our fingers to the bone&lt;/strong&gt; to relax and get together before our final semester starts. We went shopping for food and cake before making our way to the chalet. All of friends stayed pretty much the same, other than ST (&lt;em&gt;a different hairdo can really do wonder!&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our dinner, we decided to make it, “home-cooked”. So while Gera the chef cooks, the rest of us just help out with running errands and washing of dishes (I did the dishes!) Then we went to watch 2 movies, &lt;strong&gt;Painted Skin&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;some of the audience were quite cranky, so I can’t talk&lt;/em&gt;) and &lt;strong&gt;Connected&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;the audience were as excited as me, so everyone was like whispering in very loud voices&lt;/em&gt;). Seriously, I really must kick this habit of talking in the cinema! When we got back it was after midnight, so we took out the cake and celebrated ST’s birthday and our belated birthdays (the cake was quite nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day it was more “relaxing”, we stayed in the whole day and talked about all the stuff that happened in our childcare. We had a scrumptious breakfast but a very “junkie” lunch (&lt;em&gt;instant noodles, microwave pizza and deep fried fries&lt;/em&gt;). For our night activity, we went to the Night Safari (they were having the Halloween theme). It was kind of like the first time I have seen so many tourists and so many dismantled bloody body parts! It was quite interesting as it adds some excitement instead of just viewing the animals. Anyway I got spooked when I turned my head and saw a rotting face mask staring back at me! Thankfully I did not scream and disgraced myself in the gift shop full of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go for supper and we &lt;strong&gt;randomly&lt;/strong&gt; boarded some bus and &lt;strong&gt;randomly&lt;/strong&gt; alighted at some stop and &lt;strong&gt;randomly&lt;/strong&gt; entered a place named Hans. It was not too bad, the food I mean, but I can’t say the same for the service though. Thanks to ST’s dad, we got a ride back to the &lt;em&gt;ulu&lt;/em&gt; chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really nice that we all can get together like that before our final semester starts. Our next &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;big-get-together-and-go-out-for-fun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; may have to be after graduation and hopefully it will be out of Singapore. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263934985621227266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1A-tq0RwI/AAAAAAAAACY/hSbru6twtHM/s200/P1030575.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;feeling so at home ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263935551562816530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1Bfp9znBI/AAAAAAAAACg/_VxPp9QYexQ/s200/P1030579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our cook for the next 2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263939355733049650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1E9FmqwTI/AAAAAAAAADI/f8X8OM64Gag/s200/P1030592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our scrumptious dinner (includes 2 pieces of fried chicken, french fries, cucumbers slices, tomatoes, mushroom soup and ice lemon tea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263936082574947570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1B-kI9tPI/AAAAAAAAACo/TIg6gzbQ1Hk/s200/P1030602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Digging in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263939987422738354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1Fh21Od7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/JLG_tIcY2UU/s200/P1030662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday to all of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263936653777363090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1Cf0CO4JI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rBVCYcG0BSM/s200/P1030669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Heads only, what funny picture!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A super lame video while we were singing our birthday song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a3664ee1165a03aa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3664ee1165a03aa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331905577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8183AE31D9F2052960FBE6825EA4F9BE3998FEC2.845A336DB1B81254479C59994285BDAE130DB1CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3664ee1165a03aa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC6XDWoCTzyIEqI004eyEGe0lp1I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3664ee1165a03aa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331905577%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8183AE31D9F2052960FBE6825EA4F9BE3998FEC2.845A336DB1B81254479C59994285BDAE130DB1CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3664ee1165a03aa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC6XDWoCTzyIEqI004eyEGe0lp1I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263941766233222994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1HJZasb1I/AAAAAAAAADY/pVKZkbbm7rg/s200/P1030697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our scrumptious breakfast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263942021336171442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1HYPv-g7I/AAAAAAAAADg/POzQX--p5co/s200/Chalet+Aloha+Loyang+Oct+%2708+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My Mickey Sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263942243992711890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1HlNNbstI/AAAAAAAAADo/fZd-21AxcIc/s200/Chalet+Aloha+Loyang+Oct+%2708+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263942400835655298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1HuVftFoI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ewsvws1XQcU/s200/Chalet+Aloha+Loyang+Oct+%2708+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is the person (or shd i say, MONSTER) who scared the hell out of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263942622418452226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1H7O9KPwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oWwcK2m5PXw/s200/Chalet+Aloha+Loyang+Oct+%2708+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haunted puppet show, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-7309347523465545159?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a3664ee1165a03aa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/7309347523465545159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=7309347523465545159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/7309347523465545159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/7309347523465545159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-together-chalet.html' title='Get together Chalet'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SQ1A-tq0RwI/AAAAAAAAACY/hSbru6twtHM/s72-c/P1030575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-6130787001682064197</id><published>2008-10-01T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:27:52.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just came back from my birthday celebration with Shy, KY, SS and KZ (too bad CY wasn’t there). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to say that it was kind of special because it is the first time we had our own transportation. KY drove his dad's MVP and picked us up at our house before heading to Vivo. Haha, in the process, we got lost for about 45 mintues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I felt that it was quite funny as we were really blur and duno which way should we turn or keep to. Haha. Ended up calling back home for directions but, &lt;strong&gt;all’s well that end’s well&lt;/strong&gt;. We finally reached our destination and have a really late dinner before moving on to some drinks before the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;The journey back home was much much better as there were lesser traffic and we manage to get on familiar roads without getting lost. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I really enjoyed this because there was no drinking involved (we only had Starbucks Coffee) and it is the first time KY drove us out after he had attain his driver license. Really appreciate the time my friends took to plan and celebrate my birthday and also friends and family who are really sweet to remember my birthday and send their well-wishes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt; Special thanks Ms JM for the wonderful handmade card and the birthday present from ECE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-6130787001682064197?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/6130787001682064197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=6130787001682064197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/6130787001682064197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/6130787001682064197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-belated-birthday.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-9209203247510598421</id><published>2008-09-01T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:22:27.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is September 1, Teachers Day! Haha, if I am not a teacher myself, I would have forgotten about this day. It is the first time I am celebrating Teachers Day as a teacher. Wow, it was not a “different” as I had thought of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I was still in primary school, I always thought that how great it is for teachers on Teachers Day because they get to receive a lot of presents and they must feel really happy on that day. For me, I feel that it was still fine but I still love the feeling of receiving presents from the children. Not only because I love presents, but also because it shows the appreciation of the children and their parents. I have to say that I received quite a number of presents and I am, hehe, so HAPPY (only at the moment of receiving presents lah). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something I hate more than not receiving any present is, receiving presents that are totally useless and takes up space (with exception for flowers)! However luckily, I could find uses for most of my presents. One of kids in the K1 class gave all teachers a stalk of fresh sunflower. Mine was a bright yellow one. Haha, I was so happy when I got it maybe it is because I had never received flowers before bah… haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway I destroyed my &lt;strong&gt;first-ever-bright-and-beautiful-sunflower-given-by-a-boy&lt;/strong&gt; in just a few hours! That was so stupid of me. I was trying to straighten the stalk of the flower when it just &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SNAPS INTO HALF&lt;/span&gt;!!! So my &lt;strong&gt;first-ever-bright-and-beautiful-sunflower-given-by-a-boy&lt;/strong&gt; was destroyed, by me. So sad… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, just wanna thanks all the teachers, parents and children who took the efforts to show their appreciations to the teachers. Thanks! Happy Teachers Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240856418005513042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SLtDJRoLc1I/AAAAAAAAABw/WdrrNP58-AU/s200/LPIC2234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-9209203247510598421?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/9209203247510598421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=9209203247510598421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/9209203247510598421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/9209203247510598421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers Day'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SLtDJRoLc1I/AAAAAAAAABw/WdrrNP58-AU/s72-c/LPIC2234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-1298874244456101323</id><published>2008-08-17T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:04:49.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap cheap low-paid labour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my oh my! After my yoga yesterday, my back is aching again. Aiyoyo, why like that… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway yesterday before yoga, Amie asked me about my job at the centre. Told her that it was still “&lt;em&gt;acceptable&lt;/em&gt;”. Then she asked about the pay. I was a bit pai seh to tell her that I am only drawing a measly hourly pay of &lt;strong&gt;$5.50.&lt;/strong&gt; My friend at NTXX Childcare is paid $7 per hour leh! Some more I still have to conduct lessons and write lessons plans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am not complaining that I have to do lesson plans and all those (although I don’t like to do that also lah) but at least can pay me a bit more right? I will be very, super, extremely happy with $6.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that during my working days there, I will be able to gain practical experinces of a real childcare teacher. However, seriously lah, money also very important leh… If not I cannot go holiday with Shy and guys le. That will be really SAD (and they will really slaughter me).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-1298874244456101323?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/1298874244456101323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=1298874244456101323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/1298874244456101323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/1298874244456101323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2008/08/cheap-cheap-low-paid-labour.html' title='Cheap cheap low-paid labour'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-2464152035157531435</id><published>2008-08-12T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:04:24.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I want to be when I graduate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was my second day at the centre and I seriously think that I had over-exerted my lower back muscles during my yoga. It was such a torture to keep standing and squatting and standing and squatting the whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;My back was on the verge to breaking when I reach home but I was met with the klutz in my family, TPY. She had successfully jammed up my printer with her papers. Had to spend half an hour to fix the problem, my poor back…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People keep asking me what my plan is after graduation. Can’t they just take, “I don’t know” for an answer? I really don’t know what I want to be but I am currently going through ‘brainwashing’ that I should really gain experiences first before going for further studies. I think that it I really had no idea what I want after graduation, I may really go and be a teacher in a childcare. That is like so SERIOUSLY SIAN-ensation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Saw the rat in the centre’s kitchen today! So er xin lor, I hope it will not be hiding in the toilet or I will really faint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-2464152035157531435?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2464152035157531435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=2464152035157531435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/2464152035157531435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/2464152035157531435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-i-want-to-be-when-i-graduate.html' title='What do I want to be when I graduate?'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-2259650470225902966</id><published>2008-08-12T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:57:03.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffet at Orchard Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went for my first ever buffet on Sunday with Amie’s and Jean’s family at The Orchard Hotel. Haha, I am such a ‘suah gu’ lor, I seriously never eat buffet before lor… Thanks to Singapore 43th birthday, all diners wearing red gets to enjoy 43% discount off the buffet lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buffet was not as ‘kua zhang’ as what I seen on shows or what I imagined it to be. As for the food, I will say that it look nicer than it taste. Hehe, but then it is still acceptable. Other than just the usual indoor-air-conditioned dinning area, there is also an outdoor dinning area for food such as prata, BBQ and DURAINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so sad that I did not get to eat the prata because by the time I saw it, I was already very full, so sad. The whole idea was suggested by Ling because she had wanted so much to eat the durians. Haha, she said that as long as she gets to eat the durians, she is satisfied!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than experiencing my first buffet ever, I also get to play with my newest nephew, Xiao Xiao Di. Haha. He used to cry whenever I get near him, buden I was able to carry and take some pictures with him on that day. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, other than my first buffet, I also try my first time with oyster. Was not as bad as I thought buden I will not be attempting my second try in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233613914024356594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SKGIIDz2qvI/AAAAAAAAABE/cEO1SE-ey-s/s200/P8100083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ber Ber enjoying the brownie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233611896931840114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SKGGSpjhcHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kbD8T7W38Hw/s200/P8100090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Say cheese with Didi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233612466022748770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SKGGzxlXkmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WNMrJGssBD8/s200/P8100097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;PJ yiyi and Xiao Xiao Di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233613369039069074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SKGHoVlPH5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/yqSW3zDbqRk/s200/P8100119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jean and I are wearing the same red shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-2259650470225902966?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/2259650470225902966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=2259650470225902966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/2259650470225902966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/2259650470225902966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2008/08/buffet-at-orchard-hotel.html' title='Buffet at Orchard Hotel'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SKGIIDz2qvI/AAAAAAAAABE/cEO1SE-ey-s/s72-c/P8100083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1331041330759193457.post-4676176360217924343</id><published>2008-08-07T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:54:45.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoz, what's up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Hola people! Or rather just myself becos i have no intention to adding anyone to my blog. Haha. i am going to try and maintain this blog for at least one year in order to win the bet with my kid sister! Never mind the reward if i win the bet, it is the sense of victory and persistence that is more enjoyable! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;signed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perjun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1331041330759193457-4676176360217924343?l=perjun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/feeds/4676176360217924343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1331041330759193457&amp;postID=4676176360217924343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/4676176360217924343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1331041330759193457/posts/default/4676176360217924343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perjun.blogspot.com/2008/08/yoz-whats-up.html' title='Yoz, what&apos;s up!'/><author><name>perjun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01194249595550107769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7MsdbjaUSuw/SPIDNjVECII/AAAAAAAAAB4/SYVdFFVndcg/S220/DSC00712.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
