Comment on And Here I Am… by wheregotfree2 u still alive? Online Contests Blog Comment on And Here I Am… by Missy Lynn Where are you???? Comment on And Here I Am… by Missy Lynn Where are you???? Comment on And Here I Am… by Dan Hey so long no updates? u take private or school? Comment on And Here I Am… by Adrienne u long time never blog hor? Comment on And Here I Am… by tangtang i welcome u.. being a FP is not easy seriously. cheers! Comment on And Here I Am… by Zhe Bin @Ogre: Exactly! My god, you took the words out of my mouth. Dude, there’s no offense there, seriously. You see, our jobs are made difficult by those who spoilt the market bad. It is a double-edged sword that the general market may be shunning or distrusting FP for whatever reasons, probably due to black sheeps, but look at it this way – on one hand it may be difficult for me to break the ice and show how much advice or needs one really has and lacking, on the other, once I gained the trust with my genuinity, I would be able to stand out from the rest. I must say though, there are many people with good product knowledge, sound advice and great sense of market as FP. I myself will emulate as far as possible and I do hope people realise that how tough it is a job to reach out to people who lack cover for themselves and family, and be shown the door with inhospitality. Comment on And Here I Am… by greenogre You know what? Even telling people to put their money in FD is finanacial planning. Doesn’t mean that one should stop planning when the belts are tightening. One thing that I don’t quite like about FP are how they seem only interested in telling people to buy derivatives, bonds, stocks, mutual funds, foreign currencies or other insurance linked instruments. How they can sell these to people and not explain the market mechanisms, and how buyers do not even bother to glance at the prospectus nor ask for it. No offence seriously, but quite a number financial consultants seem to be salesmen, and not advisors. In fact they’d be happier if you put all your money with them instead of diversifying your assets. The ethics are questionable. Then again, I guess it’s too much to ask for them to be saints. Like most of society, they are just trying to make more money. Because more money seems to equate to making everyone happier. Comment on CMFAS by scully objective + critical = nice way of describing cynical! haha! im at nus biz – year 2 now – struggling though! and yet too lazy to try & catch up! forever so last min! hahaha! Comment on And Here I Am… by jason oh. it rhymes. Comment on And Here I Am… by greenogre Heh, nice funny little verse. I liked that. And Here I Am… …Thinking why I’m heading into financial planning at a time when every-bloody-body is tightening their belts. I mean, of course I still believe no matter what, one should always know how to protect the wealth that you made and the health that you neglect (and the loved ones who might be glad). Anyhow, I’m a little behind time for my test. Their test is set like Basic Theory for your driving test. All the answers are so similar and you must be absolutely sure which is the correct one, even it seems all are true. Comment on CMFAS by Lynn Your blog still popular one eh.. Hahax* yeah man.. But it was only a part time thing so i am now back to school to study =D CMFAS Hello to all the good people still checking out this dusty and cobweb-infested webpage. I have been busy with doing a temp job selling Sony Vaio (for 2 weeks), and taking and studying for my CMFAS. The temp job, although I haven’t received a single cent yet for my work, it helped keep me busy for the time being before I’m eligible for financial planning. Hence, the money will go to fund the exams (note: no more allowances from SAF and my bank got barren). The exams are still on-going and it’s quite a bit to study and I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I’ll make up some time to finish the designs and transfer of this blog to its new place. I have all my relevant resources saved in my bookmarks and all I need is a proper week free of commitments to attend to all the personal trivials. So, that’s basically what I’ve been up to. Hope you people are all doing fine. Are We There Yet This has been a really long journey. The times in green will always be a part that I will remember. Yes, remember I will, but that doesn’t necessarily translate to holding adherely close to heart. Well, in all fairness, I am someone who likes to contribute constructively – I hate wasting time. Therefore, I am also someone who demands a lot from his superiors, and when his superiors can be younger than him with lesser maturity and sensitivity (not hypothetical, unfortunately), or older people who are there just to pass the time aimlessly, I can get pretty impatient and uninterested altogether. I’m sorry but I can’t help it. So, officially this Friday will be my last and on Monday I’ll get to see my pink IC once again. After shedding the green outfit, before I’m called upon to do it again, I’ll document some of my thoughts on it and share with you guys some of my plans for the immediate future. So once again, watch this space. Hi, Can You Also Help Me Spend My Money, Eat My Food, Sleep, etc. I saw something really peculiar today. It’s not “wow” peculiar, but more like “weird” peculiar. As you all know, today’s the first day of the traditional Chinese festival where many believed that the spirits of the resting-in-peace make a trip back down (or up for most) to visit us earthlings, probably getting familiar with those whom will be joining them in the future. One of the things we can do for them is to prepare a feast and burn incensed paper and joss sticks as a form of respect. So, what really intrigued me, in a mildly-disturbing kinda way, was that I saw a clique of maids, and definitely foreign ones, gathering around the designated bin to dump the incensed papers as they were tasked to. Wow, so what now? We can outsource anything nowadays huh? Including “paying of respect” and “remembering your loved ones”? I mean, there are many things we can have other people do for us, if we have the reasons and the means to, in this case, but things like your own tradition and your own ancestors? What has the Singaporean world come to? So what’s next? Fuck my wife/husband for me? What the hell. I’m Old I just realised that come September, I would have been blogging for 4 years! I certainly don’t feel that it’s been so long. Maybe because of the consistency, or the lack of, but I feel it’s like yesterday I just entered my first post and like I just got to know Blinkymummy (and then Adrian). And it also just dawned on me that this September holds a lot of significance: ORD + my gf’s birthday and now, my 4th year into blogging (in order of how crucial it is to me ). (Baby if you’re reading this please know that I still love you!) Anyhow something freaky just happened last week. I lost my key and I couldn’t find it anywhere and after asking around, I sadly concluded that nobody was holding on to it. Then there was this incident where both me and my bunkmate (we’re staying in 2-men bunk) were not in the room and when I went back the room was locked – with his key still inside! So because my key was gone and he didn’t have his, how could the bunk have been locked?! And it happened twice! The 3rd time was the creepiest of all. We went for breakfast and when we returned, our bunk was opened and the lights were on and my key was on my pillow. How is that motherfucking possible? I want to believe it’s a prank, and I believe it is. And I’m gonna get so pissed because they all know I’m up for pranks and stuffs like that cos I do that ALL THE TIME, but we always do that with sense. Opening my bunk when not a single soul was around to look after the stuffs is plain stupid and inconsiderate. Rest, Look, Go It’s unbelievable. 22 months ago I brought my heavy bag, and along with a heart weighing ten times more, to the dreaded Pasir Ris place where we’re all herded into the lok kok bus that took us to the Ferry Terminal. I came to a place where I spent 3 crazy months and didn’t actually had this “bond” which everyone relishes of their BMT in Pulau Tekong. To be honest, I felt at home, at ease and definitely much happier in my unit (read: where you’re posted to after your Basic Military Training). However, that’s another story for another day. Counting down to the fateful day, 6th Sept, it’s ironically slower when it’s actually getting nearer. I felt that time passed significantly quicker when it passed the halfway-mark. Now that when I only have 2 months left, it crawls at a snail’s pace. Believe me, it’s true, and proven. Maybe because of the anticipation, with a whole lot of eagerness that’s affecting my sense of time, mentally and biologically. You really can’t blame me for feeling this way can you? There’s tons of stuffs I’m waiting to do after I ORD – going back to study, getting a temporary job to save up for that, looking up and keeping tabs for both (which I’m already into that, in fact quite a while ago), spending more time actually on myself (spiritually and physically), paying more attention to what’s actually happening to the world on a smaller scale, blogging, reading, revamp the room a little, etc. There’s just so many just to list a few. If anyone of you knows me personally or have been reading this little space long enough (and actually understand why), I have a little bit of backlog of my life to catch up and work on. Studying, and making sure I do it well while doing it because I like it, landing a decent job after that etc. – they all matter a lot at this point of time for me. More so now, if I must say. I’m not young anymore to be exact. I’m mature but I screw things up at times, but I’m here to make changes for myself. Just for the record, I actually love learning and am not adverse to that, but I can be pretty stubborn (and at all cost, even if it comes heftily) when something is forced down my throat. I mean, as a guy, genetically I’m programmed to hate anything down my throat forcibly, if you know what I mean. Well, if anything, my somewhat little setback in poly only made me yearn even more to get that record straight. It’s like knowing you didn’t do something well enough and you just can’t live with not fixing it. Sure, I most probably won’t be going back to poly – 3 years isn’t short, but there are alternatives which I am gonna go for. I’m still fixing it. Hell, even if it’s not for myself, it’s gonna be for my gf. She’s a few years older and if we are going to commit, I guess it’s not surprising or out of place to say I am a little behind time, is it? I can’t imagine when I’m like 30 and I’m just 2-3 years into my career and I can’t even convince myself to promise her anything. I want the best for her and the both of us. I know she doesn’t mind but I have my goals and the principles to achieve them. Maybe that’s the way I always am – living on the edge, hanging by the cliff. I’m just fan4 jian4 I guess. Haha. Anyhow, I know I haven’t been posting often, and like I have always said, I miss you guys (as of all my friends and you guys know who you are), do check back once in a while, although recently it has been disappointing with the lack of updates. I want to complete this journey with you. In fact, I really do see myself blogging decades more. So if you are interested to hear about my wedding (not like it’s anytime soon), see my first child and how he/she has grown, what I’m doing at work, how I’m planning on my retirement, what school my kids are attending, whether they are good kids… stay with me. Also, shifting of this place hasn’t been going on of late. Therefore, seeing this site disappear won’t be anytime soon. Take care, y’all. I Am Right Here Still Alive Of course besides loving my gf and feeling grateful for her existence, my friends and loved ones and my health (totally forgetting the harm I’m doing to my lungs with the smokes), there’s also John Terry missing the final spotkick in the Champions League finals, which is one of the stuffs that keeps me very happy. Lovely. I’m sure this euphoria is stronger, higher and more significant than the birth of your first child, doing Elizabeth Hurley, and getting married. To people who are concerned and gives a hoot, I am currently training for my SOC and the Army Half Marathon, which is in June and August respectively, preparing for a local exercise, fretting over a new PC, retrieving lost data and thinking of my medical appointment on Tuesday. Oh, did I mention? I was referred to NUH for a further scan on my kidneys because the doctor in my camp couldn’t tell whether they were stones (size of little dots/specks) or my stool (wtf). Therefore I went to give my urine sample and a ultra-scan roughly a week ago. The ultra-scan is actually the same that is used on expectants to see whether they’re having a boy or a girl and with a weird, and may I say, an inappropriate (just kidding), sense of humour, the doctor exclaimed “congratulations, it’s your kidney!”. I’d rather he not tell me it’s gonna be cold because I have no time to prepare and it really felt cold with the gel and all. So anyway, he couldn’t tell also whether there were stones (again) because unless it’s big enough or it could be in other parts of my body. Horror. Hence, another appointment was scheduled for my blood test and a more precise imaging to be performed. But of course, there’s a chance that there are no stones at all lah. This imaging is called the IVU and it works by having dye inserted into your body via blood and it’s said to be able to contrast the stones and the black and white picture of your body. Hmm, doesn’t sound very exciting, but it’s for my health and a peace of mind. So many things happening sometimes I think routine and monotony might not seem really bad. Anyway, anybody knows what’s the font used here in the draft of your wp-admin? Not the font on my page but you know, in your draft? Good Gracious Without a doubt, after returning from overseas there leaves a heap of stuffs to be caught up on. Work, as well as relationships, are things that nobody can escape from. And between this two, it is easy to see which one one really wants to escape from. Things can’t be great when in reality, what you can never escape from is the one you truly want to. There are loose ends to be tied at work, friends who have been with you for quite some time in the service ORD-ing soon, superior getting posted out, personal life overhaul (an overstatement and I hope it remains that way), and dealing with the necessities of living. Cool, that’s what life is all about, no? Juggling and being fluid and then getting a grasp. New challenges new kicks. ;P Wait for me. On an ending note, to this post, I hereby wish my previous OC all the success in his future endeavours and happiness. Promise we will find some coffee time and I’ll make sure you tell us the million things you can’t bitch with us when you’re still our boss. To Be Really Really Honest Reasons why I haven’t blogged about the trip: 1. Been doing really miscellaneous stuff 2. Pictures are not up yet – some of them are in my friend’s camera 3. Playing online game 4. Spending time with GF 5. Rushing to finish the 4 books I borrowed which was intended to read during the trip but never got a proper chance to, which was unexpected and is something I don’t want to talk about. :/ Reasons why the shifting to the new site is gonna take some time: 1. Learning about domain stuff and is still quite noob at it 2. Refusing to settle for anything less than the way I had pictured it to be 3. The amount of work that has to be put in can be very daunting and I won’t deny that after being away for a while takes the enthusiasm away. Let me get the momentum back. This is a promise I made to myself and I very much want to give the same to you but really, I don’t want to disappoint anybody. Not like anyone will die from it but the explanation is to show that I CARE and whatthefuck why should you actually. Hahaha. Pardon me but yeah, TIME IS PRECIOUS AND I’M GOING BACK TO CAMP SO SOON. NNB. Back Hey everyone I’m back from TW and I must say I’m so bushed! It could be because of the lousy weather here or it could also be that I’m sick. Having cough and flu. So sway right? I have sososo many things left to be done right now and top of the list has to be unpacking and more unpacking, and then packing up everything later. Gees. Therefore, a mental alarm sounded off and I’m thinking the construction of the new site has to be put on hold as I start prioritising what I need to finish first. However the move is still on. So yeah. Will be working on it as soon as all the necessary things are done. Seriously considering all possibilities, I have to: 1. UNPACK AND WASH 2. More unpacking and packing (plus my room) 3. Meet up with GF 4. Meet up with friends to gather as well as pass them stuffs 5. Cut my hair and do some maintenance work to my face (don’t be surprised) 6. Get my online game back on track (it’s a healthy commitment and very real-time) 7. Check mails 8. Work on shifting of blog I’ll be posting here still, and most probably about my trip – with pictures hopefully – once everything is done. Will that be too long? Oh well, I think I’ll try to squeeze this in between my list, and get it up before as soon as possible. How’s everyone doing! Will Be Back In May Flying off to TW on Wednesday midnight and will only be back first week of May. If you think you can’t survive with me being away for this period – as apparently reading my blog gives you multiples – you can read my archives below, or check out the blogs on my blogroll. One more thing though, when I’m back from TW, most probably I’ll work on transferring this blog to another site, I really hope those of you who are really keen to know the url email me at tzbDOTlovesDOTyouATGMAILDOTCOM and verify (sort of) who you are. You might want to check out this post to find out why. Thanks and bye (soon). Of Anonymity Online Before I ever had a blog myself, I used to read a certain famous female blogger who’s totally crazy about pink, mrbrown, cheeky, bubblemunche (now defunct), cowboycaleb and AKK. Now I still read all except one. You will notice that some of them are totally okay with revealing who they are – as in, with their pictures and all, including their family members’ – on their blogs. When I wanted to start a blog, I had to mull over whether to be totally anonymous, partially anonymous or be totally cool with letting others know who I am with a face. Initially, I started somewhat anonymously. My first blog was at Blogger (jianjiandandan.blogspot.com). As I thought the url was really silly, I changed it (zhebineverything.blogspot.com). I also changed the username to my own name. Eventually I switched over here to WordPress, and I must say I really like using it. It’s hard for me to turn coat now. I guess the reason for the transition is because I was getting more comfortable. I mean, all I blog about is my mundane daily stuffs and not exactly happening school affairs which everybody does and nobody really gives a damn about. So there’s actually no need for me to remain anonymous. In summary, it’s unlikely what I say will matter to or affect anybody. However, just the other day I was surfing the net lazily and there was an article talking about job interview questions, and I was somewhat surprised that your future employer might actually google you. So I was thinking, is it really okay to be totally cool with letting others know that one owns a blog, no matter how sensitive his/her work is? Say, you still blog about the normal stuffs, your random thoughts and anything exciting you’d want to update, but sometimes blog vaguely about your work without identifying anybody (a little bitching) and not talking about the contents of your work – will that be okay? Now with Facebook, it’s even easier for your employers to know you – the ‘you’ that’s outside work. However, will it eventually lead you to become out of work instead? If you’re one of those who are sick of seeing people messing up their names on Friendster, you probably have your real name on Facebook then. So, basically all it takes is typing into the search function, and voila – pictures of yourself wasted at some club with one hand on the crotch and the other flipping the finger shows up for all to see. But let’s go back to blogging: will your employer get edgy in his/her seat knowing you have a blog? And how much personal space do you really have even if you are partially anonymous? I tend to talk so much crap and a whole lot more nonsensical stuffs, and I don’t think it will make me look very good to my future employer. Plus, he/she might even bring my blog into the picture if I happen to be lesser on the ball at work. Wah got time to blog no time to work is it! Anyway, somethings I know from work really opened up my horizons as it is almost inescapable from the radar if you were to be even partially anonymous. Let’s just say to be feeling totally comfortable, I might import my blog to a different place, but you can be sure I’ll let you guys know. Most likely, I’d personally email everyone on my blogroll the new url, and hopefully people who are reading me but aren’t in my blogroll, and are interested to know where I’m gonna be, drop me a mail and verify, perhaps. I am now making plans for that already. But most probably, the full-scale construction of the new site will take place after I come back from overseas (yes, I know, again). Tell me what you people think of this. Love 101 Unbeknownst to many people, especially to people who are totally clueless, there’s actually a Dummies Guide to Love. You can find it at Blinkymummy’s and over there, she calls it “The Love Problematique”. I find them especially meaningful, but of course if you’re a guy who’s still pretty much in the game, and intends to stay, then maybe it won’t appeal. Personally I think it’s a good read when every aspect of one’s behaviour has been rationally pointed out and discussed. The Love Problematique - Stage 0 The Love Problematique - Stage 1 The Love Problematique - Stage 2 The Love Problematique - Stage 3 The Love Problematique - Stage 4 I think I’m at Stage 2, slowly transiting to Stage 3. What about you? Motherfucking Scared-ed The other day I was peeing happily when I suddenly felt some pain around my crotch area. As I continued to pee I tried to locate exactly where the pain was coming from and I realised it was from the bladder region. Basically I just saw my balls shrank into raisins right before my eyes and I was motherfucking freaked out. Then I looked very hard and heaved a sigh of relief when I saw there wasn’t any unusual colour in my pee. Neither was there any discharge. Nevertheless I went to see a doc after I felt really unwell as the pain grew from pulsing to throbbing then to slightly unbearable. Your face damn pale lah was what they said. I wondered whether it was from the scare or from the pain. While registering at the counter, I was thinking what to say when the medic asked what I was there for. Erm.. Bladder pain. Er, strain, sorry. No, I mean pain, sorry sorry. Seriously when you are feeling pain in that kind of uncomfortable area you will find it hard to find words to describe it too. The doc asked many questions which were kind of personal and although undoubtedly I was the victim, I actually found the time to laugh at all the scenes that were forming in my head. In my mind of course. He asked me whether I visited places of “interest”, whether I had a partner (or partners), whether it was protected, in his own words “was it through natural means” and whether it was good. Ya, gotcha. Of course he didn’t. So I answered him accordingly and he deduced that I could have gotten it from… So, although I thought it was possible but who knows for sure. Just to stay on the cautious side, he asked me to go for an X-ray to see whether there are any stones, which was what I wanted to suggest anyway. The review is on Monday and it’s the same kind of feeling you get from waiting for exam results, I tell ya. Just that this might really hurt physically AND emotionally. Seriously. Step Up 2 The Streets Fucking amazing, the moves they can do with their bodies. I highly recommend this show. It doesn’t have the greatest story but I’m telling you nobody watches dance movies for the fucking plot. This is the trailer. If you want to watch the main dancing parts of the movie, there are two on youtube and you can look up from there. However, I’d strongly advise you to watch the show if you’re a fan of dance movies. Heck, even if you’re not, you have the right to be impressed. I Like Breasts As what The God has made good, and which I advocate. My colleague told me today that the search for the exact quote “I like breasts” had only 600+ results. This is clearly an injustice to all the beautiful mammaries bouncing around out there. It is absolutely preposterous! Hence, here and now, I Rock, You Suck pledges its undrying undying love for boobs, knockers, jugs, titties of all colours and denominations. I strongly urge that all self-respecting male bloggers out there post an entry with this title, because the fate of the relationship between mankind and hooters hangs precariously in the balance. We must unite in this noble cause and cry out in one voice and no uncertain terms that we, the True Men of Earth, love and adore breasts. We must not falter, we must not rest, until the internet is literally, liberally, littered with results for the search for the quote “I like breasts”. Link Crazy Weather Chilling for the past week it’s even absurd and plain sadomasochist to turn on the fan in the room. The rain made our job really tough. Then when we stopped the sun blazed. Cheebye lah. The Reason Behind Well, to some people my last post might seem a little harsh, and you might also be wondering what was the triggering factor behind. I guess I was trying to drive home a point that many people seem to be missing from. My observation tells me that most people adopt a very indifferent attitude towards this recent event. Many believe that it is not an issue that will greatly affect their lives and are pretty convinced that things will turn out fine. Well, that’s a pretty good mindset to have, but I think it’s commendable if you say that only when something undesirable happens. Just don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched or get too complacent or regret later. True, there is always an ending or a conclusion to everything, but do take note that it may not be a bed of roses every single time. You might say you trust your men in blue wholeheartedly or you might also think that since he was caught before there is no reason why he wouldn’t be in the cell again. Well, the truth is he managed to escape and hasn’t been found yet. People get spoon-fed in school, breastfed at home, and now they expect that others can play their part and feed their safety back to them. I mean, that is of course if they think this thing poses a threat to them in the first place. People are working hard and sacrificing their weekends to preserve the peace and security and they are thinking of what Britney Spears can be up to next, or whether they can get a good deal at the IT Show this weekend. Due to what I’ve learned in my work, sources of information coming from common people are very valuable. Though they may be just clues and leads with nothing as concrete as where he exactly is, it is still important to forming a big picture when the pieces are put together. Those traces can lead to some where and might even save your nonchalant asses. What is disappointing is when I heard from my mates in camp that people whom they talked to about this issue even told them they didn’t know until it was brought up. It is an issue of national security, my sweet lord. Are they really that detached or are they really that interested in which nightspot has just opened or are there any upcoming tertiary bashes? It amazes me how some people can be so naive and overly-optimistic. I’m not asking for pessimism here. I’m only thinking why people can’t be a little critical at times when it’s needed. Clueless-ness about important things just irks me so much. I just hope that guy knows there are people looking for him and stay as low as possible until we find him, and not have any crazy bold ideas to do anything in a willful fit.