<?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-5433543756782993669</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:50:17.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>njyjustin - Corporate</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-3649015386105074322</id><published>2008-08-16T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:51:39.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiatus over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently designing a flash skin for my blog. I just don't know how to host it and post on it. Probably after September Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things have been happening. The CTs are finally over, BTW, and I am confident about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Nowadays my posts are getting hiatus and short. Including this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really have the incentive to come online...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-3649015386105074322?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/3649015386105074322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/3649015386105074322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/08/hiatus-over-i-am-currently-designing.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-6463471898440475276</id><published>2008-08-02T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:08:49.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a beautiful speech day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in school at 10.30am to see the Prize Winner's rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited till 12pm. Choonhian, John, and everyone else suddenly started coming in. But not Mr Rasle. The workroom was locked, so we climbed in trough the window one by one - we almost made the table collapse. Dom spilled Kickapoo on detention table. Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole thing started right after a boring lunch - fried rice with ngo hiang. We took some pictures and hey, they look great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went on with the pre concert stuff - the boring speeches. SUDDENLY THERE WAS A POWER FAILURE! Mr Low gently said:"We are sorry. Rest assured we have paid our electricity bills on time!" LOL THE AUDIENCE ROARED. But genius Mr Ikhwan restored power and walla! He is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the concert was almost over until backstage crew screwed up. They took sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long to get the CB configuration. And the CB had not been ready when the curtains were half open! Then there was a casualty - someone had dropped a drum on his toe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went down for food only to see the food for students half empty (half full) we basically ate shit for dinner, then went up to the resource room for aircon. Good thing there was so much lunch on the resource room table. I ate a packet out of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun and made jokes with Jaipal. He is really a nice guy. Then Mr Wong came in. We chatted until 8pm, before making a move out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what. I met Keith and Jun Yang outside at 8pm, running for 2.4km training! SAD LIFE FOR NPCC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK TIRED SEE THE PHOTOS HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=5492&amp;amp;l=14008&amp;amp;id=1168848892&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-6463471898440475276?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/6463471898440475276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/6463471898440475276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-beautiful-speech-day-today-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-2938648925885961356</id><published>2008-07-12T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:02:19.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SHirA3eM3LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4Ahc8VgSUgI/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SHirA3eM3LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4Ahc8VgSUgI/s320/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222111799315061938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SHiq05aUvbI/AAAAAAAAAl0/VjNo5WNED24/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SHiq05aUvbI/AAAAAAAAAl0/VjNo5WNED24/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222111593677241778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above: The No. 33 Prototype.&lt;br /&gt;Below: The 'Zung Wii' Prototype&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-2938648925885961356?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/2938648925885961356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/2938648925885961356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/07/above-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SHirA3eM3LI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4Ahc8VgSUgI/s72-c/Picture+9.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-2971557476914885662</id><published>2008-07-12T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:34:24.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished project work with Sihui, Weijie and Weixuan. Haha. We talked to KYS on skype. He refused to talk, so Weijie kept insulting him. Today is KYS' birthday. Happy happy birthday to you! SO we did our Rama business then we went to South Park Character Modelling for Art. We made funny pictures about Zung Wii for art. Haha. My house aircon was so damn cold... Sihui was complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post those funny pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-2971557476914885662?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/2971557476914885662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/2971557476914885662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-finished-project-work-with-sihui.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-7166341779892605393</id><published>2008-07-06T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:54:02.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hey! I did my NAPFA run in just 13:14:07, 18th position! I have never expected to be that fast! Well I just have to say that Thursday was slacking day! Ms Hashimah didn't come, so 3 periods free. Then Mr Lee didn't come, so 1 period free. The MRT was out at sea, so 2 periods free. The only lesson we had that day was Music in the Air-Conditioned room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did random writings on foolscap with Aaron and Calvin. We were obviously trying to get our cursives more professional and ended up writing nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed. Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-7166341779892605393?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/7166341779892605393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/7166341779892605393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-i-did-my-napfa-run-in-just-131407.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-1766888690397974060</id><published>2008-06-27T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:30:22.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am quite satisfied with the people who designed the class blog. Cool. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://vs2b08.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://vs2b08.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be doing my art project with Weijie. My HOMEC project with David &amp;amp; Gerald, and I have just entered into the competition at Suntec City (Some heritage trail, but 'amazing-race style)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just finished running 4.8km. The track was half beach, and it really hurts! The soft sand makes my feet sink in. At first, I followed Si Hui, Wei Jie and Kheng Jing, and more... behind. We walked instead of run, making fun of Mr Lee not being able to run well. But anyway, Si Hui and I decided to sprint, only to find him already waiting for us there. He is fast. Both of us ended up waiting for the entire group who walked for 15 minutes. Mr Lee already started walking off. In the end, we arrived back in school at 10.15am, everyone already gone. I am tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to Sentosa to complete the Green Wave. The whole site was covered in weeds and stupid thorny stuff. Mr Chia was telling us what to do, and doing very little of it himself. He sounds funny when he is tired. Anyway, I vow never to go back there again until the end of this term. It is a terrible place. There were 4 boys and an extra teacher, all of which would nicely fit into Mr Chia's car. I ended up taking the MRT back to Pasir Ris. Had to stand all the way as the train was crowded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, today at Mrs Rama's lesson on Newspapers, nobody was listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-1766888690397974060?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/1766888690397974060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/1766888690397974060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-quite-satisfied-with-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-571624482869813512</id><published>2008-06-23T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:45:26.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I think blogging is a useless tool. No. Just kidding. It is just that I find blogging the ipposite of what it should be - inconvenient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Well today was the first day of school. Mrs. Rama introduced herself as our new English teacher. I will start an Update Feed just for her soon. English Reading Period with her was just full of gullibility. People were pretending to go down to the library to borrow a book to escape her presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Math Project: FULL MARKS! Yipee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I have also completed the SOUNDS Magazine. It looks kinda cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Signing off briefly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-571624482869813512?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/571624482869813512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/571624482869813512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-blogging-is-useless-tool.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-9095418783854428444</id><published>2008-04-08T20:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:31:19.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today was an eventful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;School was bad. Jaipal wouldn't talk to me for some reason, well, but he screwed up during the playing of the National Anthem. It just wouldn't broadcast. The whole assembly was delayed by 2 whole minutes as such. They even had the privilege of listening to Mr Low face to face! Too bad I was not there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After school, John, Hong Hui, Mavric and me were preparing to go to Jubilee Hall in Raffles Hotel (wow) to prepare ourselves for Dramafest. Unfortunately, Li Zhi told me that the team had a budget for the taxi ride and was only willing to send one AV boy... Well this might have been a miscommunication (ELDDS told us to send one), so Hong Hui, Mavric and John kindly volunteered to skip this. Sad for them, but at least they get a chance to join Jaipal in the Auditorium for TLDDS rehearsal.  I somehow just pity them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, so me, Glenn, Li Zhi, and Mr Daniel Tan took the cab to Raffles Hotel. Jubilee Hall was so small compared to an arena. The place was dusty and hot, without the air conditioning snapped on. The control room was on the second level, and the mixer was HUGE! A disappointment would be the small lighting machine. IT WAS SOOOOO SMALL. Oh yeah I got a chance to play with Glenn's iPhone! It is so damn cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So the day ended quite abruptly, we only spending half-an-hour or more there. Li Zhi and Glenn went back first. There was me and Mr Daniel left. He started INTERROGATING me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;OK. Maybe it was too long for me to explain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Very heavy rain today!&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/5433543756782993669-9095418783854428444?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/9095418783854428444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/9095418783854428444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-eventful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-8749389114001857030</id><published>2008-04-04T21:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:33:59.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sports day is finally over. Kapor reigns as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well we started off the day with a few boring lessons, Chemistry, History then Chinese, where I was slacking all the way! School ended at 11.55pm for us. I decided to go out with Bryan to Parkway Parade (Everybody was going there. Bryan did not want to because of that. He kept insisting on Tampines Mall and Suntec City)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ok. So it was quite boring. Just roamed into Cold Storage, then walked in circles meeting Jaipal on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;way. I strangely wasn't so hungry. There was this very funny thing which happened. The Gramophone CD shop window was this Michael Jackson CD Poster. Jaipal said that he looked like Mr Gabriel Palai and it does! Take a look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/R_Yr0Gpqa9I/AAAAAAAAAlc/ZLUwS4uITEw/s320/DSC05203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185380195102256082" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Haha. Had a good laugh. We tried to dump Jaipal on the way to some places, but we failed. he would keep catching up with us. Bought a Mocha, some Lays Stax, Chipsters, ate at MOS... boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bryan kept insisting that we go back a bit later. So he took his sweet time to devour his burger, while I patiently transfered some random files into my phone from his...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The bus on the way back was fairly crowded. Met Sihao (Si Hui's brother), and Choonhian, and Oscar on the same bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So sports day went on its boring orbit. Jonathan is in Kapor too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I was in charge of waving the Kapor flag. At first I felt tired, but after that the pain started to wear off. One silly carless boy took the flag from me to 'try'. He ended up hitting me on the head with the flagpole accidentally. Ouch! Suddenly, Li Zhi and Glenn approached me, asking me to do this and that for them. Well, I had to agree? Mr Ron Tan ran at the baton run unwillingly, and he still ended up losing. He was really really, tired after that. Nice tummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At the end of the sports day I was exhilarated. This is so boring this year: Kapor wins this round again. At the end John told me that he was inspired to be a red shirt and asked me how to be one. How cute. This Jun Kai keeps bugging me with his Hi all day! I can't stand him anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well I guess that this is one of the most boring and exhilarating days for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;zzzzz... Just so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Will end off here!&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/5433543756782993669-8749389114001857030?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/8749389114001857030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/8749389114001857030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/04/sports-day-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/R_Yr0Gpqa9I/AAAAAAAAAlc/ZLUwS4uITEw/s72-c/DSC05203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-6886022203836317629</id><published>2008-03-22T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:55:19.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haix.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the end of the AV Club Sec 1 Orientation. Finally. Maybe we should give it a shorter and more interesting name. Like '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ENTATE!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the video I made out of it &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1004695795527"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! (Requires Flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently signed up for Facebook. I thought it was quite neat. Applications and all. And friends. Apple's iPhone ad was right. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Can't bear to leave your Facebook?'. &lt;/span&gt;I seem to be hooked on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A really disappointing thing happened! Choonhian was telling me to inform the Secondary 2 members about an event today, yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the entire day for me was filled with 3 project work sessions. I forgot. I think I have let someone down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I hope that this will never happen again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must be more aware.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did well for my exams? Of course. My overall MSG is 2.1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eLearning week is next week. Can't wait. I am shocked that they scrapped the 2 week original plan for us Sec 2s - before the June vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must try to post again. After all, I think I will be routing my Personal site to this site. This site is more active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you again! iMeem is brewing its way here! (With a few Ayumi Hamasakis 浜崎あゆみ）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-6886022203836317629?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/6886022203836317629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/6886022203836317629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/03/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-7035243556517682616</id><published>2008-02-27T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:11:12.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results are out today! Not very satisfactory, though high.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chinese: 40.5/80&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History: 10/15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English: 15/25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will work harder. Received 0 for English Vocab. Anyway I have decided to move all sites into this one. So it will be a 3 in 1 site. Coming this school holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short posts. At least it is something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-7035243556517682616?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/7035243556517682616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/7035243556517682616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/02/results-are-out-today-not-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-640246429396650427</id><published>2008-01-20T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:49:41.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is my final official post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I refer to the event early this week on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Class was self-divided into three groups. The Professionals, the Moderates, and the Undertrained. It was another of those physical-sports gym lessons. I was torn apart, but eventually ended up in the Undertrained category. He had a soccer game with an opposing team of the same able level. We smacked them down 7-3. It was not such of a big deal to me, since my friends were the ones to make me a victor. I heard from my other friends who did not join me, however. They were on a losing streak. But they were proud of themselves, nevertheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It passed by slowly, with me not knowing of its revelation. Only today do I realize the big deal about it and I would like to elaborate and pen my thoughts down, if not to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Most of us end up classifying ourselves according to peer influences and presences. Say, Justin is there. So I will be there too. We think that the chemistry between the multiple-party group is just as important as ability. "What you do, I follow." These are the people who strongly believe in fun, bonding and teamwork. When Mr Jonas called for people to move over from one group to another due to improportionate numbers, very few reacted. Some just wanted to stay where their pals were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Few people end up grouping themselves according to ability. "I know I can do it, so I will." These are the people who understand themselves better, want to maximize their potential and end up becoming powerful and influential in making decisions. These are the people who moved under recommendation by Mr Jonas. Here is an illustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There is a small wooden boat and a cruise ship. You are going to travel from Singapore, across the Pacific Ocean, to San Francisco. Your best friends are on the wooden rowboat. You can choose to go together and experience the bitterness and sweetness of rowing. Or you can leave them and pilot the cruise yourself. Or maybe, under rare circumstances will one not even want to do anything. Maybe Oscar is condemned to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I, have inevitably chosen to go with the majority's decision, along with Yongsiang, Sherman, Oscar, Zuxuan, Jonathan and Chanan. I am not saying that it is wrong, but it is a different mentality altogether for me. I just want to enjoy the presence of my friends and go through this together. People like Hendrik, Nathaniel and Gerald chose not to limit their ability with their peers. They want to pilot themselves and get to it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;All of us are actually close friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This topic has made me think. What will it be like for me in the future? Which path should I choose if I come across this intersection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Maybe I am not realizing my potential. As Mr Jonas said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;underestimating yourself is far worse than overestimating yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Maybe I should stick with my friends in case I don't know how to work with strangers. Mr Jonas also said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;you can choose to be with your friends if you think your team chemistry is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lessons can be learnt from lessons altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am in a whirling dilemma . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nil Sine Labore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*Mr Jonas is Mr Lee Boon Kee @ Jonas Lee.&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/5433543756782993669-640246429396650427?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/640246429396650427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/640246429396650427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/01/third-post.html' title='Third Post'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-5445550361583025851</id><published>2008-01-19T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:50:03.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Natural Weather and Man-made Weather. What does it mean to us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The dark clouds are brewing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Singaporeans take rain for granted. Every drop of it is squandered into the springs of the earth. Every drop of it flows down brightly colored umbrellas. Every drop of it brings about curses and displeasure in contrary to their wishes of a sunny day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sunlight is taking its last view over the earth, before its shadow engulfs it completely. The dark clouds are coming back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then the sun comes out of hiding. Singaporeans take it for granted. Every ray of sunlight is just taken in by the plants. Every ray of sunlight is filtered into their dark sunglasses. Every ray of it brings curses and displeasure in contrary to their wishes of a cool day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The clouds are moving back. The winds are breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The clouds blow over the earth. Singaporeans take it for granted. Every breath of wind just powers the wind vane. Every breath of wind is just blown off the clothing of the people. Every breath of it brings curses and displeasure in contrary to their wishes of a day without trees collapsing on their cars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now they want the air conditioning units.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Singaporeans (if not all humans) rely on air-conditioning, fans, cooling chairs, refrigeration, water heaters, heat packs; all these are man-made technology. Natural weather can't compensate for that? Of course! In other unfortunate places than Singapore, there are hurricanes and typhoons. There are droughts and heat waves. There are tsunamis and floods. There are bushfires and snowstorms. There are more people 'dying from them' than there are in Singapore. We just take them for granted and demand for more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Water is seeping through the floodgates of the heavens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Air-conditioning units and fans break down too. Electrical appliances can catch fire. Fans collect dust. Air conditioning needs regular maintenance. All these require electricity. Natural weather is cleaner. We can use sunlight for solar panels. Wind for windmills. Water for hydroelectriual production. Fire for fuel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The entire floodgate has collapsed. It is raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Let us not take for granted what we have. Let us enjoy Singapore as what it already is, and conserve the environment for the people in the other unfortunate areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now, as the raindrops fill the eyes of mine, I wonder, will these drops of rain never return to the sky one day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Take your stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nil Sine Labore.&lt;/span&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/5433543756782993669-5445550361583025851?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/5445550361583025851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/5445550361583025851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-post.html' title='Second Post'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-2436293548802028097</id><published>2008-01-12T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:50:24.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The long, tiring day ends as I pen my thoughts down on this keyboard. This is my second official post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ending a day brings about regrets of what you should have done, delight over what you had done right, and an assurance of tranquil through the nocturne. It has been an exhilarating day for me, with a string of events lined before my very eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The day inevitably started with oats and milk, then the usual school routine lessons. Mr Quek led the lesson without much of a bang. It was the wonted topic on dioramas, dioramas, dioramas and finally, dioramas. Now that was the mundane part of the day. I am not going to fill my quota up with history text, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What is the interesting thing about today then, you ask. Well, we had a fire drill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Not interesting either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But maybe I have something to comment on the drill. I thought that it was executed well. I still remember last year when we had to sit down in the sand pits of the school field. Then, sand particles were kicked up all over the place and had to get into my eyes. It was hot under the scorching sun. Students with itchy fingers and toes were kicking sand and plucking grass off its roots and throwing them around. But this year, with the successful completion of the artificial turf, we were treated to more luxurious 'seats' and higher quality 'carpets'. This time, those itchy hands were uprooting rubber beads used to pad the 'carpet'. Some even planned to catapult them at their enemies. What a disgrace they are to Victoria School. Gravel picking machine workers fond of making potholes do not come from a prestigious institution such as ours. We were melting under the blazing sun, but with the occasional presence of clouds, we were comforted by fast moving air (wind).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think that fire drills are exciting ways to skip classes and as well learn more about desert climate. But it is still another lesson. It teaches us students how to react should the home economics room burst into flames. (Or any other place, any resemblance coincidental) Well, we are lucky for Singapore to have only one (or few) safety hazard. In Japan, or any other place lying unfortunately along the Pacific Ring of Fire, they have an extra procedure, which is ducking under tables while the earth beneath rumbles. The Earthquake Drill. Even water-surrounding places have an extra drill - the Tsunami Drill. Singapore schools are fortunate to have only the fire drill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Maybe there is no interesting thing today, only this fire drill whom some will kindle a sense of passion towards Mr Chia and the megaphone. But in fact, life itself is interesting, an undoubtable fact, as we saunter through the labyrinths of time and experience the events we never expected to occur; eagerly awaiting for something to jump out and grab our imagination and wild thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Interest in interesting life interests interesting, interested lives. You don't have to decipher it. Sayonara. (Ditto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nil Sine Labore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-2436293548802028097?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/2436293548802028097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/2436293548802028097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-8335906858653218257</id><published>2008-01-11T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:29:56.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There will be three more posts coming up. Stay on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-8335906858653218257?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/8335906858653218257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/8335906858653218257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-will-be-three-more-posts-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-7281006934474499539</id><published>2008-01-05T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:26:39.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have just made a video which was meant for placing on the introduction part of the 2B blog, if I had a chance to do it. Don't know whether it will work well. I will try to upload it here, but for the mean time, just click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=15sNcVyLHQA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-7281006934474499539?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/7281006934474499539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/7281006934474499539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-just-made-video-which-was-meant.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-1582069170423157564</id><published>2008-01-04T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T18:46:30.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Hiragino Maru Gothic Pro'; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;私は日本からちょうど戻った。それは豪華な場所だった。よく、今私はビクトリア学校の等級8 を開始している。レッスンは非常に興味深く、私の友人はすばらしい友達である。学校で別の週を終えるために私は待つことができない! 再度意志!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-1582069170423157564?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/1582069170423157564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/1582069170423157564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/01/8.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-4684870206464556652</id><published>2008-01-04T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:35:06.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Week In School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alas, the second day of January marked the end of my playful, relaxing escape from school. It is the day I returned to school to meet my teachers and friends, and to mark the start of another fruitful year. It is with great pleasure that I am writing this message, with thanks to the English department for compelling us to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As the norm, everyone would have set goals during the New Year and there would have been at least one that he would not have been able to attain. As said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It is acceptable if you reach for the stars but do not get any, but it is not acceptable if you do not have any stars to reach for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I plan to get at least an A for all subjects and at least a B3 for Higher Chinese. If I were daring enough to enter the VS Integrated Program, I would, but for now, I think VS needs me more than VJC does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My current teachers have all been promoted with me to Sec. 2, with the exception of Mr. Thiru, my new history teacher. Having had him for one lesson, gosh, he is joker. (At least a bit; based on my first impressions) I hope that he can bring our history lessons alive and make it captivating enough for me to score an A1. There will be a joint-collaboration between D&amp;amp;T and Literature for project work. Mr. Quek was saying something about 'diorama', which is as confusing as the word itself. My chinese teacher, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;张刚老师&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (Zhanggang Laoshi) seems to be more vigilant towards his boys' naughtiness and acts of mischief. I am sure lessons will be more productive this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The days will go by as slowly as any other school day would, but I am sure that this year would be an eventful and a fun year. It is also the all important streaming year, and I will commit myself to giving off my best, to strive to reach my potentials and to gain the satisfaction of a harvest of good yields. Let us enjoy our blogging, not for the sake of the marks, but for letting the world know of our expressions, thoughts and feelings. As time goes on ticking without fail, so will life carry on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nil Sine Labore.&lt;/span&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/5433543756782993669-4684870206464556652?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/feeds/4684870206464556652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5433543756782993669&amp;postID=4684870206464556652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/4684870206464556652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/4684870206464556652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-week-in-school.html' title='My First Week In School'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5433543756782993669.post-6153229953228966754</id><published>2008-01-02T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:15:10.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to my corporate blog, created specially for the English Project in VS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5433543756782993669-6153229953228966754?l=njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/feeds/6153229953228966754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5433543756782993669&amp;postID=6153229953228966754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/6153229953228966754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5433543756782993669/posts/default/6153229953228966754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njyjustin-corporate.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-to-my-corporate-blog-created.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16792055160039295232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F7RzyUQeJmQ/SyzCQsRcqPI/AAAAAAAAA3A/NSCH-pMfo0k/S220/Crisis+Standard.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
