<?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-8340121</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:23:05.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the eyes of Fuzzie Wuzzie</title><subtitle type='html'>Friendly. Fun. Cheerful. Process-Oriented. Libra. Emotional. Kinky. Easily Excited. Moderate. Sensitive. Creative. Procrastinator. Jack of All Trades, Master of None. Loves meeting new People. Loves Cats! Likes chocolate especially at room temperature. Swears by Cold Beverages. Likes Food that are crispy, spicy or sweet! Conflicted, confused and perpetually in dilemna. Unpredictable. Optimistic.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-5594584966685449992</id><published>2007-02-18T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T15:39:33.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance dance dance!</title><content type='html'>Street Jazz 1 course by Yenny has just ended. I enjoyed it a lot despite not being able to stretch as much as i would (im so inflexible!!! arggh). Anyway i enjoy the jazz walks and chereography its so me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now looking forward to Broadway Jazz by Andy! Im sure that'd be as fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However as part of Dragones Latinos i have to take other salsa related classes. I;m gonna be broke cause im gonna have to take the following classes very soon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Casino 2&lt;br /&gt;2. Men's shines.&lt;br /&gt;3. of course salsa advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i would want to take Turns 2 soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that more than $170 together! I guess i'll have to let go of my desire to get that cool brown/gold watch by Puma.. boo hoo. Well,  i would love to take all the classes i like but there a limit to how much i can take.. restricted by my disposable income and time. And what about my savings for KL work stint!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-5594584966685449992?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/5594584966685449992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=5594584966685449992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/5594584966685449992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/5594584966685449992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2007/02/dance-dance-dance.html' title='dance dance dance!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-1559602473708426008</id><published>2007-02-18T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T15:29:41.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>materialistic pursuits</title><content type='html'>there's so much to buy. Even with a considerable amount of pay it will never be enough to satisfy one's desires. I guess it's true you have to separate your wants and needs. but right now i just wanna pen down my desires, desires for materialistic pursuits. This is the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a leather messenger bag with those snazzy straps - maybe from Dunhill (i wonder how much they cost?)&lt;br /&gt;2. More customized/tailored shirts for work&lt;br /&gt;3. a new PC - or a laptop- so that i can play exciting graphic intensive games...&lt;br /&gt;4. World of Warcraft!! - i want to be a Blood Elf! :p&lt;br /&gt;5. white loafers for casual fridays! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's not too bad right the list? oh though i have to juggle these with dance courses (which im starting to get addicted to) and allowance for mom and dad AND savings for my KL work stint? haiz.. any sugar mommyies (or daddies) out there??! drop me a cash line!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-1559602473708426008?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/1559602473708426008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=1559602473708426008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/1559602473708426008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/1559602473708426008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2007/02/materialistic-pursuits.html' title='materialistic pursuits'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-5397561340474841565</id><published>2007-02-18T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T15:21:26.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid term goal</title><content type='html'>i have been thinking about it - working in a different country, staying on my own for a while. I always wondered how different will it be staying by myself with my own room away from my family and friends and amongst new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life i never really had my own private space- having grow up with 2 elder brothers sharing the same room. which is why i always enjoyed camping trips and stayovers at chalets etc. Probably the only other time close to 'staying on my own' is during Tekong - especially when i was an instructor. Although i stayed with three other colleagues i enjoyed it nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an opening in KL for a research position - qualitative at that! I was short of leaping at the opportunity. But unfortunately there's a lot of other things to consider. Firstly like money. I think i should save up more to go on such a 'long' trip. I probably would stay for at least a year there. And i should have at least a couple of $K for advanced rent, additional fixtures, furnitures, expenses, etc. Also I've only been in my current job for less than 6 months. I'm starting to see light. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll be able to work towards this goal and eventually be in KL on my own. Probably even i dun make it to KL, at least i would want to experience staying by myself at least here in safe Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to independence/privacy/ and a new experience! Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-5397561340474841565?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/5397561340474841565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=5397561340474841565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/5397561340474841565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/5397561340474841565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2007/02/mid-term-goal.html' title='mid term goal'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-2062104096122674790</id><published>2007-02-12T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:51:44.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>it's been so long since i last blogged.. has to be mainly because of work - of getting used to the things which i'm not exactly comfortable in - numbers! work's getting better now though. I'm into my 5th month (time flies!!) 'crunching' numbers making sense of them and arranging them into a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite funny how i'm still not myself at work.&lt;br /&gt;In social psychology, there's a term called 'Idionsyrantic points' - it says sth like after spending some time with a group, one is able to get away with their little idionyrancies. For me, depending on the extent of familiarity, it can range to being very suggestively humorous to laughing and rolling on the floor. Oh yes to affectionately calling my dear friends 'slut' and 'bitch' and the works. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah, im still my 'professional' self at work. Rarely breaking into my crazy routine. Of course i wun want to be so comfortable to the extent of rolling all over the carpet in my office but you know comfortable enough to enjoy more being at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its not the right job for me... i know that this would be challenging.. especially dealing with numbers. I've learnt that multi-tasking can be quite challening too- one moment ur rushing to do A and task B gets in your way and u have to put on hold A for a couple of hours but still need to complete them by the EOD (end of day)! But im getting the hang of it... and i feel less depressed. it can be quite depressing not living up to what you perceived as the expectation of others of you and worse still of your own expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still considering switching to Qualitative research but i need to find out more about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i look forward to my first overseas trip (on an SQ!) to meet clients, my first fieldwork supervision and hopefully my first presentation. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have so much to blog abt! like:&lt;br /&gt;1. going overseas to work/staying by myself&lt;br /&gt;2. DANCE!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Being Happy&lt;br /&gt;4. my materialistic pursuits :p&lt;br /&gt;5. and more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-2062104096122674790?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/2062104096122674790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=2062104096122674790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/2062104096122674790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/2062104096122674790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2007/02/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-116439416877437411</id><published>2006-11-25T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:49:33.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puteri Gunung Ledang</title><content type='html'>note to self: blog about the GREAT musical i watched earlier... wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-116439416877437411?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116439416877437411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=116439416877437411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116439416877437411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116439416877437411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/11/puteri-gunung-ledang.html' title='Puteri Gunung Ledang'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-116352433942498757</id><published>2006-11-15T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T01:12:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social (salsa) Coward</title><content type='html'>haha. what a great post title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally decided to social more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though im still a coward, okay let me use the word shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i only danced about 5-6 dance from 9pm to 1135pm at Union just now! I think its good. At least i didnt, i repeat DID NOT dance with anyone i wa sfamiliar with! Which i think is the point of Salsa SOcial- to improve salsa social that is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had ....&lt;br /&gt;First dance with Joyce* (we both thought we've seen each other before but not sure, read below for post Social encounter!)&lt;br /&gt;3 dance with super beginners- of 2 which in super tight places&lt;br /&gt;One rather experienced beginner - she's ever smiling, how sweet!&lt;br /&gt;One HOT babe called Jane- her styling/shines is WOW. It made me dance great too- definitely the best dance of the nite!!&lt;br /&gt;The Caucasian/Sg babe from NTU (i think) - she's hot! but my last dance/ with her wasnt as hot as i wished it to be ... :( - my fault lol... i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Its so hilarious really&lt;br /&gt;long story short. Joyce mentioned addie and we prb met at his bdae party at HRC, i was like er... who's addie?? &lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to her friend. i think her name started with J too.. (im so confused)&lt;br /&gt;I asked Joyce for a dance, asking her name again. !!!&lt;br /&gt;In mrt i met Joyce and a friend. I didnt realize the friend was the one whom i was introduced to who was saboed for birthday! :p&lt;br /&gt;Then we talked. Joyce showed who is addie (from her phone). then i was YES i know him. &lt;br /&gt;i mentioned about cherating and his gf's loss of wallet in the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;THEN...&lt;br /&gt;At this point they giggled...&lt;br /&gt;Apparently one of them is THE GF!!&lt;br /&gt;lol!!&lt;br /&gt;Guess who? Its Joyce!! WTH! so embarssing.. haha actually not .. its more Hilarious i say! :D&lt;br /&gt;kewl&lt;br /&gt;at least now i noe of someone who stays near me- she's at CHinese Garden! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i learnt some stuff about leading today: &lt;br /&gt;1) i sometimes confuse my follow if my hand is on my chest styled towards the lady.. they thought i want them to hold it..&lt;br /&gt;2) as usual i can be quick indecisive. Like i want to turn but i didnt but the  follow read the cue to turn and then i didnt turn her and then i decide to turn her and then its too late- but hey we broke it laughter. :D&lt;br /&gt;3) dancign with very beginner people is v fun and challenging! (if i can lead a beginner and look decent/look like we're having fun, i MUST convince myself that i CAN LEAD THE BETTER LADIES in the dancefloor too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For greater my Salsa Lead, Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-116352433942498757?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116352433942498757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=116352433942498757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116352433942498757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116352433942498757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/11/social-salsa-coward.html' title='Social (salsa) Coward'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-116291448005574701</id><published>2006-11-07T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:56:51.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kitten on the roof</title><content type='html'>was walking home in the evening earlier today and i saw 2 cats (one orange and one white/black) rested beside each other along the Bugis Alley. I meowed to them. They looke quite anxious but stayed for a while to 'check' me out. At the same time i heard a meow. Not from them. But from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked behind and up. It was the same cat who i saw a coule of weeks back.. On the roof!!!! I think it's a kitten. It looks quite quite peering up from the roof like that. But i wonder whether it is stuck there.. I doubt so since its be 2 weeks. Plus it looks like he could get down as its not so low down to the other ledge/landing. CUTE! It's probably the kitten's favourite hangout- wad a view from the top eh? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, rather morbid note, my friend Melvin hates cats after a very tragic incident. Apparently the mother of a few kittens gave birth on his roof. After a while he smelled the stench of carcass- from above! SO poor thing, he said his room especially stink quite bad (cause they were directly on top)and he cant sleep.. Eventually he had to call professionals to remove the carcass.. I refused to agree to this theory that mother kittens dun care about thier litter! I think that perhaps the mom got killed while getting food or sth.. Poor kittys.. RIP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. last story about cats though not on the roof this time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking to work last friday wait it was yesterday when i saw a box by the main road with the cute collared spotted cat inside. It looked so rested and i was afraid someone actually put it there cause it got ran over by traffic.. I felt sad for him/her.. But on the way back home i was so relieved that its ALIVE!!! yeah it was lazing around in front of the colorful shophouses. :p Thank god. I think i get quite depressed when i see cats especially dead by the road decomposing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-116291448005574701?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116291448005574701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=116291448005574701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116291448005574701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116291448005574701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/11/kitten-on-roof.html' title='kitten on the roof'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-116239803261284221</id><published>2006-11-01T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T00:20:32.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilarious day at work</title><content type='html'>i dunno why but maybe i feel more comfortable or happy at work because i'm actually doing some stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it was pretty hilarious at work earlier today. I kept laughing/giggling because of sth funny at work. It wasn't that funny come to think of it but haha i guess im in a good chirpy mood. I swore isound like im choking... haha.. hadn't had a GOOD laugh, and at work!, for a long time so it felt great... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. the case of the wrong live message in the office:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing my stuff and was thinking about the sheer amount of responsibility that a CS (client service) like me would have eventually- i was somparing to that in an ad agency..so i messaged my colleague Fiza;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fadzli: CS got so many things to do&lt;br /&gt;Fadzli: I mean CS in RESEARCH AGENCY got so many things to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at this point another chat window was blinking and to my horror it was Fiza's!!! Another Fiza?...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way it was Jane my mentor! OMG!! haha.. she wasnt at her desk at the moment and i couldnt recall that message. How embarassing!!!!! So i tried to salvage the embarassment or any misunderstanding (that i was possibly complaining..which i really wasnt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fadzli: Sorry Jane, I was telling Fiza that a CS got a lot of responsibility.. a lot of things to do. Apologies! :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so embarrased!!!!!!! LOL. at this point Jane walks back to her computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god she understood. :p  Wad a Joke, such close shave. i could have yanked on about sth else... and that would be scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. THe case of the unknown laughing gas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This HAS to be the highlight of the day. I was just doing work and FIza was over at my computer to help me with my questions. I opened one of the Excel document and as usual it was used by another colleague so it says "... is used by XXXXXYY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHat i sontaneously did was, Hey who's XXXXXYY? Albeit loudly! (Cause it was quite late and not many colleagues around our desk..) Then FIza was like "THats (name of another colleague) lah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why but i blurted out laughing!!! Probably prompted by her giggle? Then i found myself spiraling into a laughter frenzy. I tried hard not to be so loud but it almost felt that i inhaled some laughing gas... haha !!! I almost embarassed myself again if i havent tried to supress my crazy laughter... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i laughed.. and i laughed.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-116239803261284221?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116239803261284221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=116239803261284221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116239803261284221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116239803261284221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/11/hilarious-day-at-work.html' title='hilarious day at work'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-116231438306842368</id><published>2006-11-01T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T01:25:39.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urban hunter/s</title><content type='html'>urban hunters? i'll talk about them later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since i blogged. Quite a fair bit of topics i wanted to express myself about but i've been procrastinating- because of TV and the almost futile attempts at sleeping by midnight (7-8hrs of sleep for a healthier mind!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to work. Work is good. There's 6 mini photos pasted on my office table which means its week 6 at work! Things are picking up... However I still need more time to adjust my biological clock so i wun feel like on the verge of salmming my head onto my keyboard during some hrs of the day! Perhaps its a wee bit too comfortable for me- especially not having much responsibilities/ 'real' things to do yet. (I might as well enjoy the nice pay while it lasts eh? haha) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have to blog today beacause finally got assigned work/responsibility! YAY! For a start i'll be working on the Nestle ice cream and HP printers account of course still under supervision of the Senior Research person in my team! I'm not liaising directly with the clients yet though I'll have to work with the internal project mgrs. Well, actually i'm glad not to have to speak to clients yet.. i prob won't be sure half the time what im supposed to do/say!:p I so look forward to learn new stuff at work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh during lunch with colleagues i met glynnis- i like her new bob haircut!!! so kewl! SHe's doing PR at Shaw towers.. didnt catch the name of the agency though. prob arrange lunch with her. (oh i'm excited to meet my comms Prof- Mark Chong- for dinner.. wonder how will it be like? i hope i can be myself! :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic of my blog. (another reason why i must blog eventhough its past my bedtime!- read: 1:03am!!!) When i was on my way home after gym i saw quite a strange scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than half a dozen men looked like they were neighborhood CSI. They were each equipped with long thick sticks and with a lights on top of their heads. SOme even wore sth like masks. So in the dark they walked towards the big rubbish chute at the ground floor of my flat. they opened it and started hitting the rubbish bin with their sticks. FOr a moment i thought it was an ambush by some private investigators of sorts.. (i imagined possibly there could be someone trying to escape via the chute!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, i stood for a while to watch this rather interesting scene. Soon after (in less than minute) i realized what they were up to- RATS! Yes, they were on a mission to exterminate them rodents! What i saw initally disgusted me. I swore i heard sth squeak.. One of the 'hunters' stepped the rat!!!! (Oh dear! yucks! was my first 2 thoughts.. i kinda felt sorry for the rats.. who can be quite cute actually..-i've encountered some of them. plus Grey is quite a nice color! LOL) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i left and felt yucky on the way up the staircase towards home. I could hear the thuming of other chutes when i got to my 3rd storey apt. SO i decided to watch. Directly below my window i could see in greater detail the action. I watch the 'hunter's antics. And i started to smile.. i laughed when i saw one of them actually using a hockey stick!!!!! Cool!! (somehow i thought us humans are like gangsters... beating up rats .. with hockey sticks!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably mean but personally i thought it was kinda cute when one of the guys decided to arrange the 5, 6 carcass on top of the bin when another said that they should take picture. (Im sure it was for official and not saidistic purposes..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the whole situation at that point seemd comical to me and i soon forgot i felt sorry for the rat (which was purposefully stepped to death)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's it for urban hunter/s... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait! talking abt hunters.. in less than 2 more mths at MWB and Fiza would be receiving her bounty in CASH!!! in US!! It does feel good for oneself to be 'put up for reward!' LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;squeak!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-116231438306842368?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/116231438306842368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=116231438306842368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116231438306842368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/116231438306842368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/11/urban-hunters.html' title='urban hunter/s'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115991266501371960</id><published>2006-10-04T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T06:03:40.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;nomads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the atm yesterday night, &lt;br /&gt;i saw a truly beautiful sight.&lt;br /&gt;There upon the dark velvet sky &lt;br /&gt;i timely chanced upon a flock up high-&lt;br /&gt;Birds lined in formation of pure white, &lt;br /&gt;flapping decidefully in migratory flight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh i briefly wished I could fly, &lt;br /&gt;amongst these nomads of the sky.)&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a beautiful birthday night!&lt;br /&gt;With the quiet* white lunar perfectly in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*0107hrs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other attempts at poetry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-cut.html"&gt;Pantun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-cut-part-ii.html"&gt;Ghazal of Uncertainty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-cut-part-iii.html"&gt;An Anthology for Jay (Chou)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/original-poem-about-cats.html"&gt;Meow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wished-there-was-day-club.html"&gt;i wished there was a day club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-if.html"&gt;Loneliness is/ What if&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://"&gt;white *itch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-want-bridges-un-burnt.html"&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/dancer-in-dark.html"&gt;dancer in the dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115991266501371960?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115991266501371960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115991266501371960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115991266501371960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115991266501371960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/10/poetry-revisited.html' title='poetry revisited'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115964990413587943</id><published>2006-10-01T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T05:25:47.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week at Millward Brown</title><content type='html'>my first week at mwb was great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the office is bigger than i expected it to be (from what little i saw during prior interviews). I LOVE the view!!!!! We're at the 35th floor at The Concourse. From where i'm seated at my desk i can see the DHL ballon going up and down! Way cool! Also i can see the skyline. And if i stood up and go to the edge of the office i could enjoy the magnificent view of the area around! ( i haven't really got the chance to do this much 'cause i dun wanna make people's first impression of me as someone so relaxed!) my desk its orange! And i like it that the office is rather open with the partition covering only the head down. SOrta keep  me on my toes and i won't (hopefully) be caught sitting with a bad posture- which i always do normally. there's TWO pantry! -one of which has a great view!!! i can't wait when fasting mth's over i will like bring up lunch and enjoy the scenic view. (hopefully by then the haze will be gone too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wad! Fiza is my team mate! And BEST of all I am seated next to her!!! It havent sink in yet the reality of me actually working in the same company as one of my favoritist senior from SMU! :p hehe. (smile Fiza! i noe u'll read this eventually) So its really cool 'cause there's someone within hand's reach to help me orientate myself to work. (oh yeah i must share that it is even more fun to periodically chat via the office messenger despite being seated next to each other! and trying hard not to burst out laughing!!) Ok enuff of her! there's other people i am pleased to see too! Munirah also my senior, Audrey &amp; Deepa from my batch and even Khairiah my junior who is doing her internship there. there's also Kenny whom i recognised from Tekong. almost like SMU reunion of sorts. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also like the fact that we're in Bugis and not Tanjong PAgar or Raffles Place where it can get quite unnerving during lunchtime- crossing the road with loads of people, walking to the foodcourt with loads of people and worst of all trying to get seats competing with loads of people! (u get wad i mean..) The beautiful shophouses and the najextic SUltan Mosque (will) make lunchtime less stressful. (Will because i have yet to have lunch at all cause its fasting mth- duh!) So what if i have to walk ten mins and cross 3 traffic lights to get to work? I find the walk enjoyable. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i find it hard to keep awake during trainings.. figthing the Z monster a lot man.. haha.. need to change bio clock (WTH! and i'm bloggin right now at 4:39 am havent yet slept since yest!) Anyway yes.. i was in the brink of slamming my head into the table a couple of times! thk god for the Indon staff who were also there at trg. :p Also, i so need to get used to the speeding lifts up and down THIRTY-FIVE floors! almost experience Lift-Sickness (is there such a thing?) Though i find it amusing for the pressure in my ear drums to be cleared only after a few minutes i am seated on my table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot to learn. A LOT!! but i guess the challenge to absorb as much as one can is exciting for me. ( i think..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things that i look forward to at work (at the moment):&lt;br /&gt;1) luncthime when i'm not fasting &lt;br /&gt;2) watching TV commercials &lt;br /&gt;3) working with my colleagues (esp Fiza!)&lt;br /&gt;4) analyzing numbers &amp; providing reccomendations&lt;br /&gt;5) a succesful (if not wonderful) 3-mth probabtion period&lt;br /&gt;6) my first full presentation (all 120++ of it full with tables charts and interesting albeit useful analysis)&lt;br /&gt;7) great eventful first year at the company&lt;br /&gt;8) pay raises! (hopefully generous ones)&lt;br /&gt;9) an overseas presentation&lt;br /&gt;10) and the company's Away Day (though next July.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. i think i should think of wad fun things to do at lunch.. maybe i should organiza an hour photographing adventure around the office area for those who are fasting (that would be at most 5 people including myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till more updates on my journey as a Research Associate in MWB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115964990413587943?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115964990413587943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115964990413587943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115964990413587943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115964990413587943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/10/1st-week-at-millward-brown.html' title='1st week at Millward Brown'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115963903299987664</id><published>2006-10-01T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:44:11.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictorial updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0240.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tcs &amp; cheryl having a good laugh courtesy of Osim chairs at Suntec. (Courtesy of S2006!) Ahh.. i love being massaged by anything/anyone! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0233.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot at Carl's Jr (i wonder how's everyone else from classof 98C6 doing..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0227.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; wee siong ;)- my favoritist guy classmate in JC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0196.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upgraded myself from the temporary spray now that im working. goodbye dyed/bleah man.. sobs.. :p but at least now i dun have to spray my hair every morning for work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0192.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'fish in the sea, you know wad i mean~' (i bought 10 tetra fishes! my first pet after a tortoise when i was in primary school. I thought of utting them in my office so that i will not my eyes won't be too strained with analyzing numbers. One died on the second day i got them. I think it was sick to begin with. it was like swimming vertically in the tank after a few hours i got it. Anyway i love their reflective bodies. and the myriad of silvery colors. almost like a water chameleon with hues of blue and green. Very beautiful indeed!) Oh yeah.. guess wad song it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0158.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, Kirti &amp; Varsha at Navrathi- Hindi Festival of 9 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0155.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing in sticks in a huge circle is a gr8 enjoyable experience for me! I thought i got the hang of it! (and &lt;a href="http://purplehorses.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kun&lt;/a&gt; said so btw! hehe) :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0154.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward for next year's. Will be more appropriately dressed! Hopefully in a handsome Kurtha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0143.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0120.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0120.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na'an at AL Ameen with deen, izan &amp; siti. We so over-ordered Na'ans!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0113.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's your peace siti?? or rather Teaching Assistant Siti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0112.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Peace-s of JJC-ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mud pies @ NYDC! yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, Lorraine, Jolene &amp; Ben. ( i miss those times during freshman year when we did our comms project for Jo's dad's laundramat! go team BenJoLoFaz! :p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115963903299987664?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115963903299987664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115963903299987664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115963903299987664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115963903299987664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/10/pictorial-updates.html' title='pictorial updates'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115905106430212202</id><published>2006-09-24T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T06:37:44.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>friday was fun. Saturday even funner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad i enjoyed abt my solo JB day trip was the super yummy Chicken Chilli FLoss bread!! YUMMY! I never tried it before in sg cause those were not offcially certified Halal here. I just love the texture! :p So i had to buy another. I quite likd the BEEF Foldover from Mac Donald's!! (they dun have that in Sg!) yummy. embarrasing was when i paid 2rm (of which 1rm is the coin) at Macs for ice cream only to realize at that point when informed by the cashier that they dun accept that anymore!! lol. i was very paiseh cause that was seriously my last change! she said its okie and smiled. I sheepishly said thank you and hurried to the money changer. WHen i returned to pay the remaining she said its okie. (she charged 1RM so "dun tell anyone"! haha :P) i was unpleasantly surprised that the MPJB swimming complex was closed!! wad pools close on Fridays!! (then again its m'sia.. fridays are muslim prayer days) haha.. so i had to make a detour with the cab.. but it was a quite a good tri nevetheless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loco night was very enjoyable. I danced with people i'm not so used to again! Let me recall; Joyce and her sister was it Jean? Then there's the two girls Kelly and Jessie. Wei wei. Oh there's Daph! I still haven't dare to be the one to ask her, or the other instructors for that matter, cause i still feel im not good enuff. But we danced anyway on friday. It would have been more fun if i know more moves AND if i didnt hit her... oh no i think she almost fall when i dip or or sth.. I was somehow made to dance with Ida alone! I don't like the feeling of being watched by everyone.. so stressful. the expectation to put up a good 'show' kills my enthusiasm or should i say composure? to enjoy the dance fully :p bleah.. Nevertheless it was sure fun. :) I was all sweaty, VERY sweaty, and i hopped on to the bus to Cathay Cineleisure, to watch John Tucker Must Die with Jiyah and they all, only to realize upon reaching that i'm supposed to be at Cathay- THE CATHAY! at Dhoby Ghaut.. damn.. i could have danced a few more if its dat near.. I was quite disturbed at first but it was really my fault i din really read the sms properly. I guess first impression (of the sms) counts as i remembered it says Cathay Orchard. But the movie was quite entertaining! :P I only realized yest when Mel told me its the Desperate Housewives guy!! DUH!! no wonder he's so freaking familiar!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happen on sunday. Both Deen and I was late to meet mel. So she gymed alone in school. We met for lunch catchup at Sakura Far East Plaza. With Amin, her good frd. On the way saw a very LONG queue for Cafe VIenna stretching all the way to Pacific Plaza!! wow.. of course hotel food, esp that it's halal too!, at 7.90 er set lunch is very irrestible indeed. Met Hana and her family. (woah her siblings even looked more chn than her la!! But still she's the hottest! ;) ) ANyway, then we parted cause Mel and AMin went to watch the Banquet Movie. (oh yeah LADC performance team got through the auditions for the Dance Floor!! Kudos to them pro! I can;t wait to see them on tv!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and Deen went shopping. I got a wallet from topshop! Yay! And .. AND THE FX Creation Document Bag/briefcase that i've been eyeing around for ages!! like 3 years?!? REALLY! I;m so HAPPY that they still have the model i want in Metro Paragon cause they didnt at Taka. IM SO HAPPY!! Can't wait to bring it to work!! :p After that went to Dhoby Ghaut.. Oh this is funny. Deen and I queued to buy tix for him and Abidah- who's meeting Deen later- at The Cathay. THen at the counter the lady informed abt the seats and also that the red seats are couple seats. SO at that moment deen looked at me.. and he wanted to laugh! He even say actually im not watching with him.. etc.. I was like hahaha! (not out loud though) SO at that juncture i just moved away so that he can complete the transaction. was so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went shopping around again. I saw a book at TImes at PS and i instnatnly want it as soon as i flipped the pages. I can;t remember what the book title is but its about how to do well at work.. I just felt that the contents from the little i see randomly across resonated to much with me! I MUST BUY IT! (I postponed cause i wanted to save $2 using the TImes voucher that i got from VIVACE- eventhough i wasnt a freshman! Haha!) Oh anyway i must add this guy cashier at Times is really bad.. I noticed it when a pair of lady customers commented sth like "eh that cashier not very friendly" so curious me spied on him and YES!! Affirmative. He sounded like he's working against his every will. He didnt smile at all. He's words were too robotic and i find it rude. and he have barely any eye contact. I was rahter disgusted at such level of service... I think perhaps he really worked his ass off SMILING during S2006.. yah right.. Hmmm.. i should have caught hold of his name and like write a letter.. i swear he shouldnt work in service line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then as Deen and i was about to leave and part, we saw Mel and Amin. So he went to pick up Abidah while I walked towards the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl stranger: "Excuse me, you malay or chinese"&lt;br /&gt;me: "er..?"&lt;br /&gt;girl stranger: "you malay or chinese?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "why leh?"&lt;br /&gt;girl stranger: "You Local or overseas? Malay or Chinese?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: : "Im malay.."&lt;br /&gt;girl stranger: "DO you have the habit of saving?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;pause and thinks.. then realization! (WTF #$%^&amp;*().... &lt;/em&gt;"oh.. its okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat the heck man! i felt cheated..truth be told i taught like shes some weirdo interested in me or thinking i was like someone or sth.. and then the sudden shift in question!!!? That's unethical marketing u mktg bitch! hmm let me rephrase that you survey slut! haha. well i related to the rest and they cant help laughing too. I must say it is a novel sales technique, at least to me, not carrying a survey in you rhand and pretend that you're just an innocent stranger trying to chat. Worse still she looked like shes desperate running after u and asking all these questions.. Unethical i say. Kudos to her though for getting my attention.. (and the curses) but well i think it made the day more colorful! :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Dragones, i grabbed dinner than made my way to the Singapore Swimming Club for some Indian Festival.. ( will add name here later when i rem) I was apprehensive at first cause i dun feel that i fit in cause i'm not DRESSED properly!! THere me in jeans surrounded by the colorful crowd decked in their festival best!! I WOULD HAVE BOUGHT MYSELF A DECENT LOOKING KURTHA if had more knowledge of what everyone else is wearing.. i tot it was like bhangra nite since kirti said jeans are ok! LOL. But thk god some unfashionable men were donning jeans ans non traditonal attire too! YAY!. Playing with the sticks was so much fun!! It's like a massive Casino to non stop Hindi (i think) music!!! (will upload some snaphosts from the festival soon!!) I wished i would stay longer but it was the nite leading to the 1st of Ramadhan so i'll feel bad hanging out so late. PLUS cab fare will be a killer.. Mounbatten to Jurong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost an hour after we started fasting.. i;m having hiccups!!! i think i will have to sleep this off instead of drinking it down.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorrow, i mean later Sunday i have lotsa things i would like to do before i commence work at MWB tommorrow on Monday!!! ;P so excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115905106430212202?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115905106430212202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115905106430212202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115905106430212202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115905106430212202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/09/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115876701850336127</id><published>2006-09-20T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:43:38.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Accepted!!</title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally convinced to accept the Reseach Associate position at Millward Brown!!! Will start work next monday! (second day of the fasting mth) Look forward to start work and seing some familiar faces in the office like Deepa, Audrey, Munirah and Fiza of course! So exciting!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i dun get fat on the daily diet of numbers! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck people! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. darn its earlier than expected.. i have a few more days to slack and enjoy freedom! haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115876701850336127?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115876701850336127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115876701850336127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115876701850336127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115876701850336127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-accepted.html' title='I Accepted!!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115843351882361875</id><published>2006-09-17T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T03:07:35.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the next wave 2006 rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Next-Wave.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/200/Next-Wave.0.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a blast watching nus dance ensemble earlier today. they were amazing. the highlight of the evening was definitely Dan Kwoh's Breath of Life. it is truly amazingly exhilirating. A visual spectacle. An performance of epic majesty. it is so va va voom. the costumes the music the meaning. i loved the scene where the the girls mounted on 2 poles carried by guys in a procession like grandeur; the scene where they swung on top of the pole into the air in a beseige-like precision. and the wonder of it all: the enchating goddess with her long flowy white drapes basking in the fortune flowing from the heavens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my. wad an impression it left me. i LOVE Dan Kwoh!!! and the dancers were all great. they were all in character and i was truly transported to this magical oriental world of splendor. a truly Great 'Breath of Life' it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115843351882361875?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115843351882361875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115843351882361875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115843351882361875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115843351882361875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/09/next-wave-2006-rocks.html' title='the next wave 2006 rocks!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115835247575351198</id><published>2006-09-16T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T04:34:35.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broke to the bone</title><content type='html'>i'm broke to the bone. really. there's so much thing that i want to do and buy right now but i can't. Like joining Lyrical Jazz 2 classes or maybe Turns 2 at LADC. and yes renew my membership. Pay by bills. settle my final outstanding instalment for my loss flute. wad else? oh yes catch up-dinner/lunches with frds! thank you gifts! especially to my previous employers.. long LONG overdue! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think its a good thing in a way because i will be more spurred on to look for a job like very very soon. Job hunt has been quite encouraging albeit slow. Its close to the end of 4 weeks since i start sending out my first wave of resumes. (oh!note to self: get Sat's Classifieds!- i forgot last week). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second interview at Millward Brown went pretty well. I am very pleased with myself for actually having put together a presentation after analysing about 36 tables and several graphs. Felt quite accomplished. What's more i am SO HAPPY that the interviewer said it was "a very good analysis". She said it twice!! cause my first 'thank you' probably sounded rather obligatory. Actually I didnt expect that she will say that really, cause i didnt know what was the standard and I am unsure of whether i was doing the right thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a good interview too. I was calm and quite confident. (though there's a few things, esp my replies to her question, which could be better done). But in all i was proud of myself! YAY! I think my chances are quite high since apparently i made some buzz (positive) in the office. But then again the whole quantitive dept are ladies! So if they decide that i might not fit in as well as the other 2 women candidates i wouldnt be offered. BUT its okie! I'm really elated that i made a good impression. :) I hope to hear from her soon (by wed apparently), so i can move on if i'm not offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've finally sent out my resume to Gallup Organization (Research Analyst). Was a damn tedious process. I think in total i did like 60 over questions about myself- like i have to tick which of the statemtents describe me best etc. I did answer (quite) honestly so i reckon i won't hear from them. Gallup just caught my eye not only because its research too but because Ogily Mather (the ad man himself! RIP) worked in the Gallup Poll before way before he become THE GREAT COPYWRITER/AD MAN. He said that anyone wanting to know and get first hand insights of the population of a country should start of in the Poll because that's where all the stats are (i.e purchasing habits, etc...). I thought this to be so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think after preparing the case study for that MWB interview and having went for it i am more convinced that i CAN be comfortable with numbers. I realized i always find it hard to answer the question of "are u good with numbers" because i am "bad with money!" so yeah money=numbers hence i sort of feel guilty each time i say i am good/comfortable with numbers. Lol.. I think i can now! haha. we shall see.. (if i get offered and take up the job that is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorrow's NUS Dance Ensemble's Next Wave!!! Yay! If i feel brave tommorrow i shall ask Zaini to take a picture with me!! :p (Zaini i love your HUMAN BEHAVIOR piece so much!!!!!! One day i get loads of money and will sponsor an encore of it just for me!! My wedding concert perhaps!) ok im crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. i dun sat morning trgs anymore cause im offically out of caderas.. i;ve graduated! boo hoo hoo... Mixed feelings. mainly sad la. and a bit of relieved not to have to wake up early (and be late and do like 30-5o push ups week in and week out!) for trgs. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a sugar mommy (or daddy!)- Any takers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115835247575351198?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115835247575351198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115835247575351198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115835247575351198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115835247575351198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/09/broke-to-bone.html' title='broke to the bone'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115806552777037279</id><published>2006-09-12T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:55:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sis' 21st</title><content type='html'>my sis is 21 on the llth of september. how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;how i wished i had like money to buy her NICE presents but i havent.&lt;br /&gt;'cause unemployed still i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0031%20%28small%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/400/SANY0031%20%28small%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my sis and I (4 years apart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job hunt's been quite good thanks to Fiza who reccomended me to &lt;a href="http://www.millwardbrown.com/Sites/MillwardBrown/"&gt;Millward Brown&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i think i would like the job. would be perfect timing so i got a few people that i could hang out with during lunch during Ramadhan- it will be a pity for me if i have to spend lunchtime alone somewhere and not get the chance to mingle with colleagues cause it'd be too wired to hang out with them at lunch and not eat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;among other reasons why i want the job is because after a couple of weeks of jobsearch i realize i want my first job upon graduation in a respectable place like an MNC. I think i should fully maximise my SMU degree and try to get me to land in such organizations. Plus if things don't work out the 1-2 years spent in a respectable company will be an asset in my future job hunts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course ideally what i desired was a position in the Qualitative side of market research doing those focus groups, etc which are SO fun! but i figured the quantitative side, dealing with numbers and analyzing those numbers will give me a good foundation and hopefully hone my analytical skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was the first interview. we did an aptititude test that mainly revolve around reading/analyzing data tables. none of the other 2 interviewees finished it too! :p so it wasnt so bad. I suspected that there was 2 trick questions but after some post test discussion with the other candidates (amra &amp; vienna), i think i was the one who prob didnt comprehend the table! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they showed us a clip of a tv ad and gave us materials to work with for our next interview/presentation. I am already excited 'cause it has to do with advertising! :p I just have to make a meaningful argument/reccomendation with the data provided. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get in i'd probably be the only GUY in the office in that position! woah.. tempting eh? haha. anyway's the other 2 candidates are good too. AMra is my senior in SMU and she got some experience in a PR agency while Vienna is a grad from australia. She did a thesis wusing quantitative research- some 100 page. I bet she knows a whole lot of statistical tools. seriously i dun. My differentiating strengths.. hmm.. i think im very passionate about advertising/ and marketing and communicating and finding out about people! curious minds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another subject altogether.. i only realized yesterday that during my sis bdae dinner that my 2nd bro has braces!!! SINCE MAY!!! omg. that just shows how much i communicate with him lol.. i want braces too!! they sparkle one's smile! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg and read the case study! its about some coffee tv ad launch in UK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115806552777037279?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115806552777037279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115806552777037279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115806552777037279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115806552777037279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-sis-21st.html' title='my sis&apos; 21st'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115736467663357345</id><published>2006-09-04T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:11:16.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherating pics uploaded</title><content type='html'>uploaded pics for the &lt;a href="http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-cherating.html"&gt;Malaysian Salsa Festival 2006&lt;/a&gt; at cherating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115736467663357345?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115736467663357345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115736467663357345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115736467663357345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115736467663357345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/09/cherating-pics-uploaded.html' title='cherating pics uploaded'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115736238556392300</id><published>2006-09-04T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T17:33:05.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last Emix performance</title><content type='html'>it was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the crowd at MOS! thks guys for the support! both caderas &amp; emix peeps! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;i think it went well. personally i think i felt i gave my all. I dun think i did any (obvious) mistakes plus i went all out! i can feel my energy level at such a high! :p  i feel like i'd probably gave 3 times more than what i did 'full out' during rehearsals. Yes, till my necklace broke in less than a minute into the performance! damn. I swore i would look COOLer with my bling blings! but it was my fault.. i attached two of them diamon dog tags! (i never done that before!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will surely miss performing with emix especially the guys cause we all got in at the same time. I'm the only non freshie :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i LOVED sheila's chereograhy for that bash item. its so Cool! but i must say it is one of the hardest hip hop chereo i learnt- esp the counts! there's os mnay off beats. anyway, here's some pics from that nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Freshmen%20Bash%20310806%20008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/Freshmen%20Bash%20310806%20008.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0087.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0065.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Freshmen%20Bash%20310806%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/Freshmen%20Bash%20310806%20022.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Freshmen%20Bash%20310806%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/Freshmen%20Bash%20310806%20030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Freshmen%20Bash%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/Freshmen%20Bash%20031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115736238556392300?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115736238556392300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115736238556392300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115736238556392300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115736238556392300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-emix-performance.html' title='last Emix performance'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115695752772411053</id><published>2006-08-31T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T01:05:27.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>performing at MOS tmrw!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Emix%20logi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/200/Emix%20logi.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm performing a hip hop number for the school's freshman bash at MOS tmrw! so kewl. It would be very likely my last hip hop performance for Eurythmix. Sob sob. But its at MOS omg. I'm glad that its happening. my once dream to join emix has materialized and coming to an end. i think its quite cool that the last performance is for the bash at the Ministry of Sound! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the chereograhy though im not really ONE with it yet.. :p However, i pray that my last emix performance will be a smashing (in a positive way ok!) one! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on and on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah prob will be the last time i attend the bash at SMU, feeling old plus.. wake up fadzli!.. i;ve graduated! LOL. i can't believe i've been going for the freshman bash every year. I love clubbing! :P and dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i def miss dancing with emix. i dun think any of these people read my blog but im gonna document my apreciation anyways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the committe&lt;/strong&gt;- thk u for giving me a chance to join emix!! albeit my final year, being in Caderas too. I REALLY APRECIATE IT! muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole&lt;/strong&gt;- thk u for helping me out with the steps esp in the begining. always very encouraging. muacks! and &lt;strong&gt;Michelle&lt;/strong&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the guys&lt;/strong&gt;- the freshies cause theyre the only guys. thks for making me feel that im not too old for it. i enjoy ur company. was fun learning hip hop together. thks for the support and friendship. luv u Justin, Weida, Jiansiong, Vik, Tengren and Yiwei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the girls&lt;/strong&gt;- so much to name! haha love watching them dance! and so fun too! hehe i wished i can stay longer to be cheekier! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carol &amp; Sheila&lt;/strong&gt;- for ur patience!! and encouragment!!&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s i dun drink!)&lt;br /&gt;(p.p.s i have a natural high. or should i say music is me drug!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115695752772411053?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115695752772411053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115695752772411053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115695752772411053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115695752772411053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/performing-at-mos-tmrw.html' title='performing at MOS tmrw!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115678655102717556</id><published>2006-08-29T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T15:56:49.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st job interview</title><content type='html'>tommorrow's my first official job interview after Graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally sent out my first wave of resumes earlier last week. Quite happy to get shortliseted for the interview. Hope i learn a thing or two tmrw! I'm not really sure i want to do Client Servicing as my first job though i am quite interested in it. Hmm.. my ideal first job would be in a mktg exec or junior mktg research position preferably in an MNC. (although my dream would be a super famous copywriter resonsible for smashing ads! :P guess i put that on hold for a while cause i I think its useful to have a worked in an MNC and probably the best time to get it is as a fresh grad. So i'm hoping to make full use of my degree and the SMU name! :p Of course i wun be too dissapointed if i end up in a non MNC as long as I have these few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dynamic job scope (i love variety and i cant stand mundane stuff)&lt;br /&gt;2) Decent pay (anything above 2k would be rather decent :p!)&lt;br /&gt;3) Develop (chance for me to learn a lot of new stuff!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fourthly, to work with big names. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck people! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my interview went quite well. i was a few minutes late but no one seemed to notice. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that i might need to lower my expectations of my first pay though. I think my interviewers yest was interested to hire me so they keep asking me how do i like the job. then eventually asked me abt my expected salary.. theirs didnt really excite me so i told them that i need to go for more interviews to know what's out there too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115678655102717556?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115678655102717556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115678655102717556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115678655102717556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115678655102717556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/1st-job-interview.html' title='1st job interview'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115661658582423495</id><published>2006-08-27T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:27:49.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hady mirza made me teared</title><content type='html'>tears welled upon my eyes when i heard hady mirza sang lagenda. Catch his very nice performance at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U5q8sWPX2I4&amp;eurl="&gt;you tube&lt;/a&gt; and other videos! i'll be rooting for you hady! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115661658582423495?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115661658582423495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115661658582423495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115661658582423495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115661658582423495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/hady-mirza-made-me-teared.html' title='hady mirza made me teared'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115609740567434635</id><published>2006-08-21T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:43:57.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss Cherating.</title><content type='html'>the malaysian salsa festival was a BLAST! i've finally got to perform my favorite Mambo piece. i just love the adrenaline rush! :p it was a difficult piece but im glad we quite nail it. The 2nd item, Arancan En Fa, was great too. I felt more comfortable performing it. I could see the audience clearly, the renowned instructors/performers seated on the front. I could actually see the smile on Dave Paris' face! :D that was very satsifying. I made eye contact with him after we changed and he recognized that i was one of the performers! he said he loved the our energy on stage! KOOL! YAY!!  oh, he shook my hands too. i wished i remembered his name at that point. i could only muster up a "thank you, thank you very much!" :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss lazing/performing/learning salsa at the beach resort. Anyway, here are the pics-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0119.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0062.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/32800184034421l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/32800184034421l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/215020237_99a8b15ef2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/215020237_99a8b15ef2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/214101195_b61a23bd47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/214101195_b61a23bd47.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/214101188_db3f9cd544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/214101188_db3f9cd544.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/210779796_2aef93cb6e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/210779796_2aef93cb6e_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/210779794_e08a147c34_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/210779794_e08a147c34_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/210776107_5eaf6dd1ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/210776107_5eaf6dd1ab.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115609740567434635?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115609740567434635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115609740567434635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115609740567434635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115609740567434635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-cherating.html' title='i miss Cherating.'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115609669404751510</id><published>2006-08-21T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T01:58:14.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more Rummage pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/CIMG4764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/CIMG4764.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy in Pink with our main chereographer, Carol Cheong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/CIMG2144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/CIMG2144.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Hip Hop 2' crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/CIMG4835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/CIMG4835.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out "Long-Er's tattoo- they look so REAL! i think i wanna get them one day! shhh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/DSC00578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/DSC00578.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and "Milk" i mean Cheryl :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/CIMG2536.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/CIMG2536.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caderas Latinas all red &amp; spicy &amp; HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/CIMG2534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/CIMG2534.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All so happie! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115609669404751510?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115609669404751510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115609669404751510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115609669404751510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115609669404751510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-rummage-pics.html' title='more Rummage pics'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115530651460134574</id><published>2006-08-11T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:28:34.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/clinique%20happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/200/clinique%20happy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis came home the other day after shopping and surprised me with this!! Yay! finally the ORIGINAL clinique happy For Men! (My previous purchase was 25RM though the smell didnt really stay.. i hope this one would!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115530651460134574?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115530651460134574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115530651460134574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115530651460134574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115530651460134574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy.html' title='happy!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115514569344583759</id><published>2006-08-10T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T01:48:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stadium Arcadium- first impressions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Stadium%20Arcadium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/Stadium%20Arcadium.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was the music playing from my sis' bedroom or too much on my mind: But i'm rather dissapointed at RHCP's latest album. Listening halfway to the album's first CD- Jupiter and i'm not impressed. Maybe not yet. will give them a second listen on my Shuffle. till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. i still LOVE the Californication Album the BEST!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115514569344583759?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115514569344583759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115514569344583759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115514569344583759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115514569344583759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/stadium-arcadium-first-impressions.html' title='Stadium Arcadium- first impressions'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115514490475025321</id><published>2006-08-10T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T01:35:04.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slave to dance?</title><content type='html'>oh dear, i dun believe i'm missing yet another floorball gathering for dance rehearsals. DAMN! Sigh.. I can't help but think that i've failed being a friend. This is not the first time i've missed social events. i missed hanging out with my non dance friends.. a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i really have to draw the line. cause as long as i agree to performances there's gonna be a lot more unforeseen events which i have to miss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing is very fun. i enjoy learning the moves, and especially performing it. Its time i moved on, i should.. i dun want to end up being a slave to dance. It shouldnt be like that. I never liked doing too much of something. At the same time its too tempting: Hip Hop performance at MOS for the school freshmen bash! (Its Ministry of Sound for Crying out loud!!); then there's the possible Salsa 'finale item' for the post convo concert. And then there's the Salsa Hip Hop routine, which i seriously doubt i can pull thru.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dun end up a slave to dance, or am i already in chains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i gotta start looking for a job, do what a normal Graduand would do: send out resumes. Its quite high time i start doing so.. eventhough i havent really slack/rested enuff with Rummage just over and more performances coming up.. gotta organize my messy life again. I thought of a list of things to do to get the ball rolling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. organize laptop: organize pictures, clear space, etc.&lt;br /&gt;2. organize Resume: update my resume AND find my misplaced (i hope theyre not LOST) original certificates.&lt;br /&gt;3. clear mess in bedroom [Read: (a) folded, disarrayed clothes not arranged in a meaningful pattern OUTSIDE the wardrobe &amp; (b) 'study' table filled with some (a)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115514490475025321?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115514490475025321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115514490475025321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115514490475025321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115514490475025321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/slave-to-dance.html' title='slave to dance?'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115510417535235728</id><published>2006-08-09T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T22:45:44.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rummage</title><content type='html'>The first SMU public dance concert was a blast! All of us agree that it was a great experience. YAY! Here are some of the pictures from my camera: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0344.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dear sec/jc friends (Siti, Miranti, Izan, Me, Deen, Kumar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0341.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with Adeline, Alison &amp; Brian from Dragones Latinos (LADC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0338.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Comms Prof, Mark Chong flanked by Coelho and Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0330.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the Caderas Latinas with the peeps from LA Dance Connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0322.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Middle Fingered Mania (Me, Cheryl and Justin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0320.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and make up artist (not that any could save me! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0318.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My very first Salsa partner- Dear Roxxane aka one of Rummage's Lady in Red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0316.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vida in her Raining Men getup flanked by the cheeky Caderas guys and Douglas (the soon to be Caderas addition?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0313.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dearest Cheryl, her sis Cynthia and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0308.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kunali &amp; Firdhaus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0307.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Emix Chereographer/ Rummage artisitic director: Carol Cheong- she's so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0292.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin in prata man getup! Kudos man! ur the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob Lok the super talented guest Latin Ballroom dancer. (i'm damn jealous LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0264.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caderas boys showing off their zany Zig Zags (where is Zhimin?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0230.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Salsa partner for Rummage: sweet dear Kelly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0205.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ever so sexy Chloe (i love the blurry effect- so suggestive!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0198.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Kelly in her 'Prom' getup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0144.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weida and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0130.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin in his Hip Hop getup (and Prata man make up minus the moustache!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/SANY0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/SANY0131.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This 'Hip Hop' attire cost at least $500 courtesy of GAS. (too bad we can't keep 'em)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115510417535235728?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115510417535235728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115510417535235728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115510417535235728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115510417535235728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/08/rummage.html' title='Rummage'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115401770459799445</id><published>2006-07-28T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:16:26.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited!!</title><content type='html'>tmrw's a first full dress rehearsal at Jubilee. i'm v excited! :p hopefully it'll be a decent enough "swansong" for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115401770459799445?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115401770459799445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115401770459799445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115401770459799445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115401770459799445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/07/excited.html' title='excited!!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115372497522599763</id><published>2006-07-24T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T15:09:35.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happie!</title><content type='html'>yay. finally dancing with Alicia is not THAT stressful anymore. i can now REALLY smile. :) just need to clean up parts and styling and especially to be sure of my shines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pleasantly surprised too that i got a package from American Express. Tina sent me a copy of the Membership Rewards catalogue, my baby! -which i'm proud to be part of! Also the testimonial for her on my work done! yay!! she's so nice! :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Yay, my payslip for the 2 weeks of relief teaching came in! not bad money! :p now can pay some of me bills and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115372497522599763?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115372497522599763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115372497522599763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115372497522599763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115372497522599763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/07/happie.html' title='happie!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115350570373583991</id><published>2006-07-22T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:15:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP</title><content type='html'>i need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can anyone help me. the more i practice the more i forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone has a cure for distraction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115350570373583991?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115350570373583991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115350570373583991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115350570373583991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115350570373583991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/07/help.html' title='HELP'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115345598052182992</id><published>2006-07-21T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T12:26:20.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crunch time</title><content type='html'>concert's in a weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;and the KL Salsa Festival performances in 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its definitely Crunch time now as i feel the stress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115345598052182992?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115345598052182992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115345598052182992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115345598052182992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115345598052182992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/07/crunch-time.html' title='crunch time'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115298419818946248</id><published>2006-07-16T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T01:23:18.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduated</title><content type='html'>finally that mortar board and the academic regallia adorned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Commencement (Graduation Ceremony) was quite nice. I wished the digital cam didn't got spoilt though cause there was so many people i would want to take pictures with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Graduation dinner went well. I'm personally glad its over cause i was pretty stressed helping out with the planning. We got Tze Yi and Nicole Tan to dance! they're so cool! Initially i was pretty shy about asking him to dance cause he's like WAY great. but i had to eventually plus he was really quite a nice person. He danced for free! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the post dinner "dance" was very fun! but it's funny that only our table stayed! haha. i guess everyon'e tired. We had FUN nevertheless, crazy fun for several songs! LOL. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technically i havent offically graduated because i have yet to turn in (much less write) my internship report and i have 3 hours of community service owing! Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i work on it after RUMMAGE. I;m so looking forward for SMU's first dance production/ public concert!!! Expecially that its a Dance-sical with splashes of acting. I'm quite confident it will be entertaining. PLUS, i'm gonna be involved in Salsa, Hip Hop and some almost broadway jazz number! :P My only muse is that the tickets a fully booked for both nites so i doubt i can ask more friends to come... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's the most shaggest salsa trainings both at Caderas and also at Dragones!! I feel my whole body burning at Dragones. and Lionel wasnt even there! Dancing with Alica is WOW. she's very talented and HOT! :p And i still feel small dancing with her. Thank god she's nice. 3 more weeks to M'sia Salsa Festival at Cherating!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115298419818946248?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115298419818946248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115298419818946248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115298419818946248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115298419818946248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/07/graduated.html' title='Graduated'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115185671051697925</id><published>2006-07-02T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:11:50.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg</title><content type='html'>yesterday after caderas training, lionel asked me whether i'm confirmed going for the M'sian Salsa Festival this early Aug. I said yes. He then dropped a bomb on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am to dance with Alicia for the performance! Alicia Foo is the leading lady from LADC and she's prob one of the best/sexiest dancer! I was very flabbergasted. Extremely flattered and yet anxious at the 'responsibility'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was telling me all the reasons why he chose me but i was mainly lost in the overwhelming emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shared with him my concerns of having to learn Mambo routine in a short month especially wth the step up training for SMU's RUMMAGE but he said he wouldn't put me up to it if didnt believe i could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im flattered and estactic beyond words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115185671051697925?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115185671051697925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115185671051697925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115185671051697925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115185671051697925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg.html' title='omg'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115124828767020790</id><published>2006-06-25T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:11:27.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quasi-relieved</title><content type='html'>i felt a little bit relieved today at Dragones training cause i know a bit more of what and where the steps are like. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after latin jazz (loved the super fast chereo today), me Erica practised couple work. Was really helpful. she corrected me quite a bit. and i now know more or less what comes next. Also asked Brian about some of the shines and i'm less lost now though far from confident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished either of them dun have to go overseas to further their studies. Erica is going back to Canada, after 14 years of studying in Sg; and Brian to.. hmm AUstralia? - i think. ;p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were practising real hard/fast now with the trip to Cherating for the Malaysian Salsa Festival on the 4-6 Aug. LADC's Dragones Latinos is gonna perform Aran Can Fa and also Mambo de La luz. The former i performed a few times at school (Convocation 2005 and Latin Feste 2006) and also at Hard Rock Cafe Singapore!!! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i saw the Mambo piece, and heard the music, i decided it was my dream dance! THe music is so wow and exciting, the chereo is even more mind blowing. I never thought i am really gonna be learning it and having a chance to perform it! (though im not pinning so much hope on it since ill need to focus more on the school's Rummage production)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quasi-relived for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, VERY excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115124828767020790?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115124828767020790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115124828767020790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115124828767020790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115124828767020790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/quasi-relieved.html' title='quasi-relieved'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115099423698923260</id><published>2006-06-23T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:37:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jittery</title><content type='html'>taking a break from dance rehearsals might be mistake.&lt;br /&gt;feeling a bit lost in the various chereography esp salsa&lt;br /&gt;both for school and Dragones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more stressed by Dragones' Mambo routine&lt;br /&gt;they learnt quite a fair bit since i'm gone on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;and some senior instructing the dance in a rather impatient way doesnt help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm just telling myself:&lt;br /&gt;i will survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115099423698923260?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115099423698923260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115099423698923260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115099423698923260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115099423698923260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/jittery.html' title='jittery'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115073347511572694</id><published>2006-06-19T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T00:11:15.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"witch hunt"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A witch-hunt was traditionally a search for witches or evidence of witchcraft, which could lead to a witchcraft trial involving the accused person. Today such events are recognised as a type of moral panic. Witchhunts still occur in the modern era, in many and various communities where religious values condemn the practice of witchcraft and the occult. On a general basis, the term may also denote the persecution of a perceived enemy (commonly socially non-conformist groups) with extreme prejudice and disregard of actual guilt or innocence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out what witch hunt means in office today. this particular person i was liaising with was very fickle in what she wanted in the catalogue. I think it was after a fourth request, of the same thing, that i couldn't take it. (well wad make me lose my patience is that we actually did 3 changes or so to it and it really wasted lots of time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah i emailed her this after a couple of minutes delibrating the risk of me getting dismissed or the likes. (i swore i was trying to sound as pissed as i was):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate if you can really finalize what you want as we've changed it more than a few times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please confirm that you would like the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXXX XXX XXXX for Two(75mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Hot Stone Massage/ Thai Massage/ Balinese Massage/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Luxury Spa Scrub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reply (one which expanded by dictionary of sarcasm/curtness):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Fadzli,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just get it right and spare me the witch hunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes EXACTLY as follows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXX XXX XXXX for Two(75mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Hot Stone Massage/ Thai Massage/ Balinese Massage/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·        Luxury Spa Scrub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like..? so i found out from wikipedia what it means... i was like.. WAD!! I thought that I should be the one with the right to be pissed! :p  Anyway, i sure got the last laugh (semi-mean laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove the “/” after Balinese massage &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115073347511572694?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115073347511572694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115073347511572694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115073347511572694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115073347511572694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/witch-hunt.html' title='&quot;witch hunt&quot;'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115021502179366150</id><published>2006-06-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:10:21.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosh!</title><content type='html'>i can't believe that it's the second time me and Marvin, the freelance art director, is the last to leave the office working on the American Express Catalogue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not complaining 'cause it is really the best internship i have, really hands on the ad industry in Account Servicing doing real projects with real clients and a real agency. Though because of my dance commitments to Caderas and Eurythimix, i sometimes feel quite reluctant to stay back.. Like today i missed salsa trainings. I felt that me staying back with the designer will help ensure that the job is done. and that also i can proof read more promptly instead of next morning. and then have to wait for him to come in after 10 sometimes 11! so yeah will slow down everything.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's extremely a great eye-opener. Learnt how to deal with clients, how to deal with fellow colleagues. ANd most importantly how to be organized. I swear i have never been THAT organized since my platoon sergeant role back in the army. Also now, i think am at my peak in terms of being prompt and meeting deadlines (at work!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel confident now. Esp abt the Ad industry. I know more industry-speak and how things work and why things may not.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Gosh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115021502179366150?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115021502179366150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115021502179366150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021502179366150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021502179366150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/gosh.html' title='Gosh!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115021247502977559</id><published>2006-06-13T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:13:49.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL trip</title><content type='html'>my kl trip was a much needed break from the neverending dance rehearsals. Well its not like i don't enjoy them it's just that i need to break from some monotony, albeit exciting monotony! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked out Salsa Havana on Sat evening at Federal Hotel. Was in the same area where we put up (Bukit Bintang) so we just had to walk there! so kool! Oh yeah, we were very lucky cause there was performances by some salsa dance studio. 4 to bag! although i must say (and i'm proud to say) that none of it was anywhere near LADC's Dragones Latinos! Hehe. But of course, i doubt they are performers. I think theyre students from beginner, intermediate and advance. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love trip up north to KL! look forward for the next one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thks Cheryl for using ur card to help me book the hotel!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115021247502977559?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115021247502977559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115021247502977559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021247502977559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021247502977559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/kl-trip.html' title='KL trip'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115021142286770737</id><published>2006-06-13T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:10:22.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Cut</title><content type='html'>The Creative Writing course i took for my last term at SMU was really interesting. For the first time after sec. 2 i explored my 'poetic' side. We learnt more forms of poetry and i quite enjoyed myself. (Plus getting an A- for it made me very happy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway out of the 12 original poems which each of us were tasked to compile, i decide to feature some in my blog which i think im quite proud of. ;) Oh yes, do check out our local boy, Alfian Saat's 2 books of poetry- One Fierce Hour and A History of Amnesia!! They're great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pantun &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rama-rama muncul tanpa dilihat&lt;br /&gt;Hanya sehari bermain di luar&lt;br /&gt;Kalau hati  sudah terikat&lt;br /&gt;Pujuklah mulut ikuti jua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butterfly silently leaves its cocoon &lt;br /&gt;Playfully flies, albeit for a day&lt;br /&gt;If your heart and mine are in tune&lt;br /&gt;Plead with your voice for it to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* A pantun is a poem in malay consisting of 2 couplets of which the first is called the 'pembayang' or a preparation for the 'main' preceeding couple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115021142286770737?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115021142286770737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115021142286770737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021142286770737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021142286770737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-cut.html' title='The Final Cut'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115021092321644799</id><published>2006-06-13T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:02:03.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Cut (part ii)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ghazal of Uncertainity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life of what ifs is exciting albeit dangerous&lt;br /&gt;Living in second guesses and self doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nomadic snail sets off on its destination while the rain subsides&lt;br /&gt;Its fate’s unwritten- on soles of giants will it thus end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitten meows in hunger as a stranger comes&lt;br /&gt;A kind soul? Or one that will snip its left ear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a wondrous looking butterfly flies in hurried search &lt;br /&gt;To mate before the day- its splendor, its story, ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where has your master gone dear old dog?&lt;br /&gt;Your skin is starting to scab- what will your next fate be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadzli, what lies ahead you will not know&lt;br /&gt;But of now you know and of now, should you let your heart show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inspired by Alfian Saat’s A History of Amnesia. Ghazals, origated from Persia, generally consists of couplets (usually 6 or 7) where each couplet can stand independently as a poem in itself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115021092321644799?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115021092321644799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115021092321644799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021092321644799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021092321644799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-cut-part-ii.html' title='Final Cut (part ii)'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-115021080829309827</id><published>2006-06-13T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:16:18.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Cut (part iii)</title><content type='html'>An Anthology* for Jay&lt;br /&gt;(3 poems inspired by Jay Chou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flowers, Stars &amp; Wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers blooming, &lt;br /&gt;Like seeping light from the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;Yet&lt;br /&gt;I think of petals fated to fall&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the cherry blossom-covered ground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the faraway stars,  &lt;br /&gt;Hoping they could &lt;br /&gt;Hear&lt;br /&gt;My wish for you-&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts to be near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a gust of wind; &lt;br /&gt;Love is.&lt;br /&gt;It blows, &lt;br /&gt;And then it goes away&lt;br /&gt;This kind of rhythm would leave anyone &lt;br /&gt;Helpless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost (in the Woods)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An owl perches on top of the foliage&lt;br /&gt;It’s gaze upon a place far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A swallow heads south with broken wings&lt;br /&gt;           Never to return to its nest again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cicada hides behind a tree’s mane&lt;br /&gt; Close, but hidden from its predator’s view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dragonflies at the creek-side, flies slowly each day&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of the past I once could decipher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A river-fish, swims, out of the water&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting to retain its last breath &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The determined bee that couldn't find nectar&lt;br /&gt;Venturing for miles and miles and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the world turn dark as the train tunneled?&lt;br /&gt;Who is that in the reflection I see? (I think it’s you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do the neon lights in the city dance uneasily?&lt;br /&gt;And why do they stain the red evening sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does your silhouette loses its balance, falling slowly-&lt;br /&gt;Yet In the disco lights your face seems to smile readily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why if in our childhood, all we had to do was rebuild the destroyed sandcastle?&lt;br /&gt;But it’s harder now. (Where has all the sand in the playground gone to?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, only now, does the piano accompany me through the day?&lt;br /&gt;(How can you just leave without a note, no words of farewell?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the rail track so straight? &lt;br /&gt;Where is the train heading off to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Jay Chou is a popular Taiwanese composer turned singer/ superstar. The translations of several songs from his first 3 albums were rearranged, modified and elaborated, and combined- resulting in these 3 poems.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-115021080829309827?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/115021080829309827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=115021080829309827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021080829309827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/115021080829309827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-cut-part-iii.html' title='Final Cut (part iii)'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114788551868655145</id><published>2006-05-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:05:18.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the registered mail</title><content type='html'>the dreaded letter&lt;br /&gt;to be open not today but tommmorow perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clouds of repentance slowly thickening&lt;br /&gt;in my mind, my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now just thoughts of happier things&lt;br /&gt;-the kitten mobile chain i bought today during lunch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114788551868655145?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114788551868655145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114788551868655145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114788551868655145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114788551868655145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/05/registered-mail.html' title='the registered mail'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114685169261656131</id><published>2006-05-06T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T01:54:52.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>myriad of feelings</title><content type='html'>tired, satisfied, proud, responsible, excited, helpful, worn, lousy, jaded, relieved, curious, devastated, pissed, confused, tired... dissapointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these feelings in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if humans were a simpler creature, their brains would probably burst with such drastic changes to their mind from the disorientation of the bombardments of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i thank god i am not such a creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the many events that unfold today sadly have to end with one that's very dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im too tired to continue blogging.. (dated 6th May 1:52am)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114685169261656131?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114685169261656131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114685169261656131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114685169261656131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114685169261656131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/05/myriad-of-feelings.html' title='myriad of feelings'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114641892158549774</id><published>2006-05-01T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T01:54:20.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week at GOSH!</title><content type='html'>my first week at &lt;a href="http://www.gosh.com.sg/"&gt;Gosh! Advertising&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just some backgrounder; i first heard about the agency during my last internship with FACT. Gosh was appointed FACT's ad agency and i was the liaison when this happened hence i knew the CEO, 3 of the accounts person, the office manager and the media planner for the agency. They were appointed because FACT CEO was impressed with their work on Jet Airways (he's from India hence he was doubly impressed) and also because Gosh's office is right next door-literally! i have longed since to intern in GOsh. Although there wasn't an opening for a copywriting intern, a stint in client service is a great opportunity too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: the very motherly office manager, Sharon, showed me my work space. my table space is empty save for the decent looking computer. then before i knew it we had a WIP meetting to update everyone on the progress of the accounts. I could see everyone for the first time- except for Shaun D'Cruz who is supposed to be seated next to me. It was quite nice to know that there was another new comer to the company- Kitty who is in FA studio (Finised Artwork). I started off by reading some of the stuff in the server. At the end of the day, there was a brainstorming session for NETs Cashcard pitch and i was one of the 5 in the conference room to be involved. was cool! (though i was late for the RUmmage auditions in sch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: saw Shaun D' Cruz for the first time. He was from traffic for three months and doing client servicing now too. learnt wad a deck is called. basically means a ppt presentation to the client. I read more abt Amex and did more research on Cashcard. Was told to help out draft the ppt slides for the initiatives we brainstomred the day before. (slightly alarmed cause i want told of it before hand thus i didm't really take not all the points) but i'm pleased that i'm given an opp to participate in it. I stayed back till abt 8ish doing the slides before i printed and print to Janice to have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: did the first sub req.for Amex. Kelvin went through my slides and i did the changes. stayed back late to finish up the powerpoint and send it to Janice since Kelvin's away on a leave. there was time to flip through the 2005 One Show Book! (one fo the compilations of the world's best in advertising :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Lina my supervisor went out for a client meeting at the end of the day so there wasnt much for me to do on Amex. I Did more readings for Amex and Cashcard. i think i left the office earliest today at 630 ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: did the second sub req for Amex catalogue. Did more work on the Cashcard deck thus i stayed in office till abt 7 ish. the office was empty save for Ted and 2 more in FA.THe creatives seems to like their fridays so they were out rather promptly. I said bye to Ted and thank him again for the internship opportunity :) He told me that he might want to get me involved next week. (i cross my fingers and hope secretly i dun have to present to any clients cause its too soon! :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114641892158549774?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114641892158549774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114641892158549774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114641892158549774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114641892158549774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-week-at-gosh.html' title='first week at GOSH!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114597828951093852</id><published>2006-04-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:18:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day/s</title><content type='html'>Yest was my first day at Gosh! Advertising as an intern in client service. It was really cool! i finally get to see the inside of the agency, what lies behind the chic orange entrance and the cool minimalistic looking conference room. Things gone pretty well so far! i have to admit today that doing up ppt slides in a professional setting can be scary- esp that u weren't told in advance! ( i didn't take down enough notes during mon's brainstorming session)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yest too was the auditions for Rummage- smu first public dance concert! It was for acting, hip hop and Jazz. I sucked at acting. I was supposed to be this boy who is dreaming/craving for salsa chips.. Weird i say! lol. Hip Hop is quite automatic cause i will be in it anyway. But i was very pleased to be in Jazz! one of the three guys! YAY!! i love Jazz its so stylo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray for me to survive agency life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114597828951093852?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114597828951093852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114597828951093852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114597828951093852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114597828951093852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-happy-days.html' title='Oh Happy Day/s'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114552259614592790</id><published>2006-04-20T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T16:43:16.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep your distance</title><content type='html'>Here's a lesson learnt yesterday: Keep a distance away from drunk people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and myself were hanging out at a coffee shop for supper after our night of salsaiing at Union Square. We were seated at the edge of the place so there was no other tables behind us. I noticed a lone man sitting and drinking his beer- and looked quite drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was directly next to drink stall i had to walk behind him. Lo and Behold, the EXACT moment i walked behind him he swung his pail of ice cubes backwards DIRECTLY towards me and the drained cold water drenched my right shoe and jeans! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was Shocked! my first reasoning was that it was a hostile move. And actually i thought that it was Beer! yucks! but i took a few seconds to realize its water drained from the pail of ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway amazingly he relized that he spilled it on me. then he hoobled to me to the counter, and i think he offered to buy me drinks. I refused la and said its okay- he trie dto touch me and all, etc.. i walked a way from him and he followed me! -albeit drunk.. then he offered to pay for my drinks again- mumbling all the time. i kept saying its okay (cause im really OKay with it). then he was like give me a five as he put up his hands palms facing me. So i gave him "five" then he wants a left one! haha. really crazy... after a while he was convinced i was okay.. then he left.. in a cab i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drunks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114552259614592790?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114552259614592790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114552259614592790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114552259614592790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114552259614592790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/04/keep-your-distance.html' title='keep your distance'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114420999580943288</id><published>2006-04-05T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T13:15:38.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All rights reserved. Deen &amp; Fuzz 2006</title><content type='html'>Yay! the presentation the Creative Tactical Communications went v well. Prof even said that our posters are "what the judges at award shows would like to see!!" Yay! so here's the campaign for the Action for Singapore Dogs. Thanks Deen for being a gr8 partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/line%20up%20postcard.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/line%20up%20postcard.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/trial%20postcard.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/trial%20postcard.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/jail%20postcard.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/jail%20postcard.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114420999580943288?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114420999580943288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114420999580943288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114420999580943288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114420999580943288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-rights-reserved-deen-fuzz-2006.html' title='All rights reserved. Deen &amp; Fuzz 2006'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114391786358048464</id><published>2006-04-02T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T02:57:43.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>117th Post</title><content type='html'>today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfian Saat, my newly adored local Poet, was interviewed by me and Millicent! he is WAY COOL! i think i might like publish the interview on my blog. Some of his comments were hilarious, some very profound and most make me think. he's really talented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe 2 soles of my fee, today, were also badly blistered- yet to burst- from dancing on wooden platforms at the Slasa Beach Party in Sentosa! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll write more after mon's CTC final presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114391786358048464?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114391786358048464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114391786358048464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114391786358048464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114391786358048464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/04/117th-post.html' title='117th Post'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114305677863298736</id><published>2006-03-23T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T03:46:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rejuvenated donut</title><content type='html'>lol. YAY!. and i thought it was gone. i wanted to write abt how ironic it is that im in my final year, final term! and i having less physical endurance, i suspect mental too, to stay up late to do projects and stuff. It's actually good for my health. since i will be ge4tting more sleep! and better overall too cause it will spell greater efficiency for me as i try to squeeze my super many agendas of the day/ week, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes the donut that i thought had stopped running and dead (if ur wondering wad im talking abt refer to my very recent Donuts of the Mind post :), is after all "rejuvenated"! Yay!. i recalled that i wanted to write about the "choir" that i heard and eventually saw in campus. A group of about 20 plus people were singing, albeit nicely, in SMU, rehearsing for the yet another Grand Opening SMU has in store for the world ( i mean Singapore) this time the offical opening of Li Ka SHing School of Business*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound, not only echoed in the halls and corridors of the building, it resonated in me. the song wasn't that wow, but i was still rather enchanted by the quite curious blend of altos and booming bass and baritones. Pleasant would be an understantment though. its nice, really. they were in tune. (previously the 3-4 grp singings can be rahter awful cause its so easy to hear if one is out- even for the untrained ear! i guess the power of numbers work in choir!)I stood for a while, basking in their chorus, waiting earnestly each time for the next stanza where there a wonderful union of varied voices and range... i smiled inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me recalled the last time i wanted to join a choir but to chicken to be labelled a faggie. haha.. that was back then in secondary school. and also again in smu but i realized its too small a grp hence they i wouldnt be able to hide among the little great voices they had. Plus also they became accapela and the grp is minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this choir's different. apparently i only know like 3 people inside. so i conclude it is like a Freshie choir or sth. oh yeah the great salsa dancer/instructor that im currently super awed by, an occasionaly mesmerized, was there! its so cool; he can move so well and now he can choir! wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i want to attend a choir concert soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. im zzzZZZzzZZzz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114305677863298736?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114305677863298736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114305677863298736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114305677863298736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114305677863298736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/03/rejuvenated-donut.html' title='rejuvenated donut'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114278774461581499</id><published>2006-03-20T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:04:44.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helipad-clubber Virgin no more!</title><content type='html'>I went to my first Green Room Session at the former World Trade Center Helipad!!! Woohhoo. Was a fun experience clubbing on the rooftop! The wind, the lights- mostly heneikken green! The blasting music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelude to the main event was cool. they had nice great music but at that time the crowd was mostly people watching, gathered around the large encircled H. There was the occasional dancers-with-neon lights. I am quite impressed with them and their wide array of light ware: especially the lady with a slender kryptonite-lighted stick sort of the thinner version of the star wars sabre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Gang Starr Foundation (DJ Premeire and lyricist Big Shug) finaly came! at 1am i think. they were quite good and interesting. and especially Ghetto like. I almost had a culture shock. :p with expletives like "Mother fcuker", "Fcuk", it was quite wo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a cool experience! i wished it was darker though. was quite concious about my dancing.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLubbing's on the rooftop is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Aishah for the invite!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114278774461581499?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114278774461581499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114278774461581499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114278774461581499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114278774461581499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/03/helipad-clubber-virgin-no-more.html' title='Helipad-clubber Virgin no more!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114278670979935080</id><published>2006-03-20T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:45:09.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donuts of the Mind</title><content type='html'>Tian It, vice-chairman &amp; ECD of McCann Erickson, was our guest speaker for the Creative Tactical Communication class 2 weeks ago. One thing that i want to remember from his sharing session is that he said creative ideas are like donuts of the mind. One have to catch them while they are still (hot and) running in your mind. Cause once they get tired and stop running all you get is stale donuts. and you won't want that. Not excatly a verbatim quote but yeah. I was impressed by that imagery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He further explained that we should be very quick to take down our ideas when they surface: be it on you journey to a destination, or even before u fall asleep on your bed. Waiting, and sleeping on it (inaction) will only detrimental to spark more quality ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really good tip for me cause i so want to break into the creative industry. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, catch the donuts before they stop running! the donuts of your mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, last week's guest author for another course: Creative Writing, was Ms Shirley Lim said something worth mentioning again too. She said that what motivates her to write a book is more than money. Then she go on and explain that if she really wanted more money, she could always tie up with other universities do a reading then and will get lots per session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd then it struck me, probably i thought about it before but i now its clearer. I thought at that moment. Grades to me are like money to her in writing a book. Grades are not important to me in SMU. Other things means a whole lot more. Like the new experiences that i;ve exposed myself to. the new acquaintances that i made. Ah... i was so at peace with myself. Yes. Now i am very confident to face interviewers if they ask me why i ddint, albeit almost, get an honors. I just tell them that it wasnt my motivation. My motivation are the new experiences that i can expose myself too. the things that i am passionate and enthusiastic about. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114278670979935080?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114278670979935080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114278670979935080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114278670979935080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114278670979935080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/03/donuts-of-mind.html' title='Donuts of the Mind'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114261682895032450</id><published>2006-03-18T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:53:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>massaging my mom</title><content type='html'>i came back home and my mom was awake still&lt;br /&gt;surpised i am as past midnight it was&lt;br /&gt;her eyes watery, my heart starts to race&lt;br /&gt;later it normally beats as the reason was told:&lt;br /&gt;MC of two days, her left armed briefly lamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i started, massaging my mom. it made me&lt;br /&gt;recall the many times that i've had done so&lt;br /&gt;i wonder sometimes whether massages are &lt;br /&gt;what (sorta) define me, my mom, our relationship&lt;br /&gt;but of course there's more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;massages to mom, i guess is ....&lt;br /&gt;(it's hard to explain, it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. you see my mom is still working albeit 12-hr&lt;br /&gt;shifts (now) in a production line since i could recall&lt;br /&gt;as a toddler. so when fatique sets in from physically draining &lt;br /&gt;work, massages are needed to soothe them&lt;br /&gt;i suspect more than physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as i remembered, i have been massaging her since&lt;br /&gt;i was capable of. I remembere walking on her back on my two feet&lt;br /&gt;thank god when i was light enough. Doing so noe would be BAD&lt;br /&gt;there were times where i would fret and dread&lt;br /&gt;my patience wanning.. my excuses childishly myriad&lt;br /&gt;but then i noe its the least i could do for her being a &lt;br /&gt;great mom. she is she is.&lt;br /&gt;THen there was army when im mostly not on mainland&lt;br /&gt;and i am only at home in the weekends, briefly at that&lt;br /&gt;that was probably a hiatus in massage sessions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear mom, even though the frequency drops gradually over the years&lt;br /&gt;i just want to tell you that my massages are more true now&lt;br /&gt;cause i feel your pain, your fatigue your drain&lt;br /&gt;glad i am that you are still here for me to massage&lt;br /&gt;albeit occasionally or rarely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it knead, step, thumb, chop or box..&lt;br /&gt;Love ya mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114261682895032450?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114261682895032450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114261682895032450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114261682895032450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114261682895032450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/03/massaging-my-mom.html' title='massaging my mom'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114166282060697847</id><published>2006-03-07T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T00:33:42.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think you can dance?</title><content type='html'>Channel 5 had a preview of this next reality tv show about dance in SMU earlier!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was great! very enterntaining and inspiring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna learn lyrical Jazz!! so expressive and sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohooooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114166282060697847?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114166282060697847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114166282060697847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114166282060697847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114166282060697847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-you-think-you-can-dance.html' title='So you think you can dance?'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114115400117451862</id><published>2006-03-01T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T03:13:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>major procrastinator: me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;its 3:11 am. there's class at noon tmrw..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a list. a scary looking one. &lt;br /&gt;a list of things to be done. immediate ones.&lt;br /&gt;so that it will scare the living daylights of the major procrastinator of me!&lt;br /&gt;so, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Draft Interview Guide for FACT CEO interview&lt;br /&gt;* Brainstorm of campaign ideas for the Action for Dogs, SIngapore project&lt;br /&gt;* Finalize questions for Comms Practicum&lt;br /&gt;* generate more poetry&lt;br /&gt;* update Journal assignment&lt;br /&gt;* DO Creative Writing Assignment #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* phone BILLS&lt;br /&gt;* flute loss instalment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* lose my fats! run, jog, gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think i still have time to procrastinate more? LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. sometimes i think i'm mad. WHich is a good thing rite since mad people dun even think?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114115400117451862?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114115400117451862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114115400117451862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114115400117451862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114115400117451862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/03/major-procrastinator-me.html' title='major procrastinator: me'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114107448729325068</id><published>2006-02-28T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T05:33:04.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An original poem about cats</title><content type='html'>Yay! an original poem. I am not sure whether i read this piece for Poetry Slam at Zouk later but i think it might make an interesting performance poetry! haha. Anyway its about cats. (i was inspired by the various interesting closed-form structure of poetry that i thought of creating my own. Its mainly quatrains with an ending couplet with AABB CCDD rime structure. If you noticed, the starting words for each quatrain -4 lines- also follow the same rime pattern.) Enjoy! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow”&lt;/em&gt; I called you out, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow”&lt;/em&gt; from the void deck, your name I softly shout.&lt;br /&gt;A beauty you are,&lt;br /&gt;A great attraction even from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow”&lt;/em&gt; you questioned me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow”&lt;/em&gt; when I look upon thee warily.&lt;br /&gt;I, approached, small steps,&lt;br /&gt;I desire so: You, upon these laps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow, meow, meoW mEOw, Meow?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow”&lt;/em&gt; which you have yet to utter. Goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;Wait, don’t go. Not yet!&lt;br /&gt;Wait pussycat, for You I yet to pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow?”&lt;/em&gt; again I plead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow”&lt;/em&gt; you spoke! Your dignified nod I heed.&lt;br /&gt;Of seven was I.&lt;br /&gt;Of older you- your long tail tells my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow”&lt;/em&gt; - your docile purr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Meow”&lt;/em&gt; - my broad smile from your eyes I concur.&lt;br /&gt;Gently, I stroke thee&lt;br /&gt;Gently you rub, encircling tickled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow- Of stray you are,  &lt;br /&gt;But of royalty you are to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Meow".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114107448729325068?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114107448729325068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114107448729325068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114107448729325068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114107448729325068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/original-poem-about-cats.html' title='An original poem about cats'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114062770035990240</id><published>2006-02-23T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T01:51:08.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Dancing rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Dirty%20Dancing%20last%20dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/Dirty%20Dancing%20last%20dance.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Swayze. Im so envious of him!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna dance like him!&lt;br /&gt;he is SO GOOD. i dinnoe he can dance so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114062770035990240?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114062770035990240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114062770035990240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114062770035990240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114062770035990240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/dirty-dancing-rocks.html' title='Dirty Dancing rocks!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114011512814679036</id><published>2006-02-17T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T02:38:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self</title><content type='html'>i need to blog about;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the Salsa on Rocks at HRC and how fun and mad it was!&lt;br /&gt;2) wad Lionel said to me in HRC, and my dilemma to audition for Dragones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114011512814679036?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114011512814679036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114011512814679036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114011512814679036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114011512814679036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/note-to-self.html' title='note to self'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-114008639964923836</id><published>2006-02-16T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:44:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the long awaited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/DSC08174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/200/DSC08174.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Optimedia book prize,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/DSC08174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/200/DSC08174.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally it came&lt;br /&gt;but of bills it will entertain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-114008639964923836?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/114008639964923836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=114008639964923836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114008639964923836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/114008639964923836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/long-awaited.html' title='the long awaited'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113984967193471922</id><published>2006-02-14T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:54:32.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love it!!!</title><content type='html'>i love every second of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love performing hip hop! i love the energy!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another dream, realized!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much happiness!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113984967193471922?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113984967193471922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113984967193471922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113984967193471922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113984967193471922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-it.html' title='i love it!!!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113975745289286544</id><published>2006-02-12T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:29:08.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Emix performance tmrw!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/DSC08143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/DSC08143.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmwrw is Patron's Day, sort of SMU's birthday where theres a carnival and concert and where our S'pore president: Mr SR Nathan (he's our Patron)will grace the event! I will also dance el Hombre with caderas latinas in front of him! This is the second time im dancing for Patron's day in front of Mr Nathan; the first being in 2003 i think for Hindi song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Importantly, tmrw marks my first EMIX performance. We will be doing Hip Hop to the korean Rain and the Let Me nigga song! I am so excited!!! Especially decked with black blazers and cool bling-blings! I get to wear my clock ring, and this kool new super bling bling necklace! :p i still need a cap and a tee! oh yeah i am digressing stil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a special occasion for me as its on of my dreams in SMU to join emix since i first joined! :D YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to dance for the retro party after that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113975745289286544?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113975745289286544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113975745289286544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113975745289286544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113975745289286544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-emix-performance-tmrw.html' title='my Emix performance tmrw!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113972237941316917</id><published>2006-02-12T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:29:28.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Zapin-ed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/DSC08070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/DSC08070.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performances for the book launch went great! I am so proud of SMU Malay Language club for having written their own book and for having it published!! Mr Zainal Abidin Rahsheed was our  uest of honor. Everyone enjoyed the performances. I am so happy that i managed to do Zapin before i leave SMU. I was wowed by the Zapin performances by 2 of the dance clubs early last year during the malay week at the Esplanade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i must say the zapin/silat that i performed was very minimilistic. but still i did some Zapin! Kudos to Farida our chereographer and MLCC notably FIrdaus and Hassan for their vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dikir barat is great too. i wished i could see if fully as an audience. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113972237941316917?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113972237941316917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113972237941316917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113972237941316917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113972237941316917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-zapin-ed.html' title='i Zapin-ed!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113972150768417309</id><published>2006-02-12T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T00:44:33.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-Latin Feste 06</title><content type='html'>Latin Feste is finally over! All the bi-weekly trainings, the rehearsals, the back pain, the stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went well though i wasn't too pleased with myself because i really wanted to perfect all my 3 dances but i didn't. I couldnt really concentrate. My mind wasn't as alert and i couldnt think what comes next when i'm doing the previous set of steps. Its mainly because i want feeling well the night before. had diarrhoea and vommitted the disgusting pills. plus the white converse shoes didnt help in my anxiety that i can complete the double turns in time. Or i think it was just fatigue from having lack of sleep for the past week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... there's always the dance concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am pleased because i hear a lot of good comments about the dance. A number of people come up to me and they said they enjoyed the performances. They said i look like i was really enjoying the dance.  a few commented i dance well or they never thought i could dance so well.! :D yay. of course it made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about making my day, during the final rehearsals, Eugene came up to me and told me that Lionel commented that he liked my style. "Lionel like MY style"  !!!I was unwell so it didnt really hit me as much and i wasnt so WOWED instantly. hehe.. but anyway yeah THAT really made my day. (Lionel is our salsa instructor.) I'm glad i was absent during that rehearsal when he said that, 'cause i won't know wad to say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud i am mainly responsible for these posters! (sort off):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/Latin%20Feste%2006%20email.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/200/Latin%20Feste%2006%20email.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/repertoire.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/200/repertoire.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113972150768417309?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113972150768417309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113972150768417309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113972150768417309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113972150768417309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/post-latin-feste-06.html' title='post-Latin Feste 06'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113941818401408740</id><published>2006-02-09T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:55:55.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate po chai pills</title><content type='html'>period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kiv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/DSC08156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/200/DSC08156.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113941818401408740?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113941818401408740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113941818401408740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113941818401408740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113941818401408740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-po-chai-pills.html' title='i hate po chai pills'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113924213256620242</id><published>2006-02-07T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:08:54.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ach(E)  illes heel</title><content type='html'>the tendon, i think hurts even more. i am not sure i rememebered i rested my legs yesterday but today it aches. help. emix training just ended at 10pm, tmrw i have Tarian and wed a full dress rehearsal. and THURS the big day: Latin Feste! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a healing potion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. im glad i spoke to Carol our dance instructor about my 'chicken out' for the salsa commerical auditions!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113924213256620242?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113924213256620242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113924213256620242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113924213256620242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113924213256620242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/ache-illes-heel.html' title='ach(E)  illes heel'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113898131125046800</id><published>2006-02-03T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T23:41:51.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>centennial post!</title><content type='html'>This marks my 100th blog post! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, i still recalled how reluctant i was in starting to blog and share with possibly strangers and acquaintances and friends my thoughts, desire and dreams. I started out merely reporting the eventful memories i had of the day 'cause i was uneasy about sharing too much 'secrets'! (think i'm mysterious?) Although i've of late attempted to be open, i feel that there is a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when i start sharing my dark childhood and my sexuality among other private things, one can then safely say that i am really more OPEN. But for now an open yet undeciphered book i remain. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm celebrating the 100th post by telling 10 people of my blog! (especially that lately those who used to read it are too busy...) Should i? we shall see! Lol :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s technically this can't be a centennial post since its not 100 years since i first blogged! but yeah i just thought that 100th post sounds less fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113898131125046800?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113898131125046800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113898131125046800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113898131125046800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113898131125046800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/centennial-post.html' title='centennial post!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113891513910909746</id><published>2006-02-03T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T05:18:59.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Dancing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/draft%202%20DD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/draft%202%20DD.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally did something decent! after 4 plus hrs of brainstorming, conceptualizing and art directing that is. I'm quite proud of it and i am happy &amp; very satisfied! Even if it doesn't get the thumbs up from the committee i'll be still proud of it. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113891513910909746?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113891513910909746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113891513910909746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113891513910909746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113891513910909746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/dirty-dancing.html' title='Dirty Dancing?'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113890345878464150</id><published>2006-02-03T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T02:04:18.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscent of the army</title><content type='html'>i'm tired yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow its reminiscent of my army days. the fatique. the weariness from training, the road marches, the long runs. Its like when you're tired and you don't feel like doing anything. your feet are numb and your body ached. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feet particularly hurt today especially the toes 'cause i danced with converse shoes. it is my attempt at trying to figure out whether i can really dance in them for i intend to by a white leather one for the El Hombre performance for Latin Feste next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. i am disgusted at how inefficent the marketing person for the club. I was asked today to help come up with a mailer! what the! although i am interested i can't help feeling irked.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113890345878464150?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113890345878464150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113890345878464150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113890345878464150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113890345878464150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/reminiscent-of-army.html' title='reminiscent of the army'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113881401386394618</id><published>2006-02-02T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T01:13:33.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a pair of rested legs neeeded- anyone?</title><content type='html'>im very tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opened my email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Yeo asks: Fadzli, have u send your 3 haikus already pl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did sent it to his HOME address on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. shagged from dance. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggggghhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legs.. do you have rested ones pl?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113881401386394618?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113881401386394618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113881401386394618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113881401386394618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113881401386394618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/02/pair-of-rested-legs-neeeded-anyone.html' title='a pair of rested legs neeeded- anyone?'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113868435419745289</id><published>2006-01-31T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T13:12:42.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wished there was a day club</title><content type='html'>i wished there was a day club&lt;br /&gt;a place to dance, a discotheque when the sun's up&lt;br /&gt;where people don't necessarily need to drink&lt;br /&gt;cause they can easily get high in a wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished there was a day club&lt;br /&gt;where dance enthusiasts come and dance atop&lt;br /&gt;atop on each's mundane sway of the daily chores&lt;br /&gt;where ladies do not dance like drunked whores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished there was a day club&lt;br /&gt;so that when the party ends i dun have to take a cab&lt;br /&gt;and spend the money instead on other meaningful things&lt;br /&gt;such like giving gifts promptly to all my friends- or me some blings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished there was a day club&lt;br /&gt;so i wun feel left out when i do not drink up&lt;br /&gt;all would revel in good clean fun without the influence,&lt;br /&gt;danced to their hearts content albeit with some needed prudence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished there was a day club&lt;br /&gt;i wished there was&lt;br /&gt;i wished&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113868435419745289?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113868435419745289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113868435419745289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113868435419745289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113868435419745289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wished-there-was-day-club.html' title='i wished there was a day club'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113863779451972603</id><published>2006-01-30T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:16:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is not a poem</title><content type='html'>my back still hurts so&lt;br /&gt;i didn't join the salsa people for&lt;br /&gt;a wine get-together&lt;br /&gt;(not that i drink anyway. duh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to catch Geisha&lt;br /&gt;but in the end not&lt;br /&gt;just had a drink with a gd fren at Mc Cafe&lt;br /&gt;the headed home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the outing:&lt;br /&gt;my fren's anecdote of her very interesting&lt;br /&gt;life as a band teacher in charge-&lt;br /&gt;really its dramatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it almost make me teary-eyed (didn't it? :p)&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of yester years of sec schools&lt;br /&gt;and i i desperately wished i was in &lt;br /&gt;Yuhua Concert Band instead of the &lt;br /&gt;library, Prefects or St John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i headed home:&lt;br /&gt;i bought Double Cheeseburger meal!&lt;br /&gt;its quite amazing how one tends to crave&lt;br /&gt;for such food despite being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes im still sick.&lt;br /&gt;my back hurts and my head's still heavy.&lt;br /&gt;i think it'll get better by the time i wake up&lt;br /&gt;tommorrow morn. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of watching my sis' Flight Plan Vcd when&lt;br /&gt;i saw Coyote Ugly on tv!&lt;br /&gt;Its a wonderful show so i had to watch it again, again.&lt;br /&gt;i just love stories that inspires so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recollecting the things i need to do by tommorrow:&lt;br /&gt;3 Haikus for Robert Yeo (and NOT Ben Chan please!)&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Airways research for Comms Practicum&lt;br /&gt;And overdue copywriting excerices for Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's more i think...&lt;br /&gt;like the 3 overdue NLB books still with me.. left&lt;br /&gt;half read somewhere in my bedroom mess, and&lt;br /&gt;i need to get those salsa guy shines! And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a Journal to Write and doddle and paste pictures of my thoughts down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113863779451972603?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113863779451972603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113863779451972603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113863779451972603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113863779451972603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-not-poem.html' title='this is not a poem'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113855031780372805</id><published>2006-01-29T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T23:58:55.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my back is killing me</title><content type='html'>i hurt my back during yest salsa trg&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure how but prob its due to the lack of stretching&lt;br /&gt;i came late as i was rushing from tarian practice in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, i could barely sit up straight&lt;br /&gt;i told meibin that i might want to go for a massage and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;she's interested too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to check out with one&lt;br /&gt;it look sleazy and it sure is!&lt;br /&gt;Cause the guy said its only for guys!&lt;br /&gt;eeeww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway we walked and we past by a poster outside 7 eleven&lt;br /&gt;a Spa with massage services&lt;br /&gt;cost us 68 per person but that was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant relish the details but hehe it was quite ticklish and embarassing..&lt;br /&gt;for me that is. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie i forgot- i'm supposed to be grouchy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause my back still hurts!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that i'll recover by wed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i can dacne again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113855031780372805?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113855031780372805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113855031780372805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113855031780372805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113855031780372805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-back-is-killing-me.html' title='my back is killing me'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113820745334206376</id><published>2006-01-26T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T00:44:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if ...</title><content type='html'>What if you were a prof and you received 2 melancholic, sad and almost angry poems? What if you read them and had no idea why your student sent it to ya? What if you think there might be a possibility that these poems might be meant for you but you doubt it? What if you feel uneasy and find it hard to sleep for his student sent him a weird note?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to imagine what might be going on my prof's mind when her read my poems. He replied, &lt;em&gt;"I read through what you wrote and I am not amused. I dont know the reasons for you to send me such a note. perhaps you can tell me the reasons for doing so."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm screwed. What if he hates me now? What if it can't be redeemed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this are the 2 poems which was meant for Robert Yeo; Creative Writing class and NOT for Ben Chan; EBC class!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loneliness is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loneliness is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a strayed ant, its colony lost&lt;br /&gt;a faithful dog, its best friend’s dead&lt;br /&gt;a caged ape, the only one&lt;br /&gt;a migratory bird, away from its flock &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loneliness is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a happied hen, its young taken&lt;br /&gt;a human hermit, his feline’s out&lt;br /&gt;a breathing poet, his quill and ink without&lt;br /&gt;and shivering me, alone in this storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loneliness is ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if you were gone but the symphony play&lt;br /&gt;and the choir grandiously sing&lt;br /&gt;what if its lost forever in the hay&lt;br /&gt;or none care they lose their sibling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if you were gone and the nomadic animal cheered&lt;br /&gt;for an end to the injustice you have done&lt;br /&gt;what if the goat the farmer reared&lt;br /&gt;forgets him, he teared for a hundred months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if killing wasn’t a crime nor sin&lt;br /&gt;would it then justify the tombstone before your wake&lt;br /&gt;for the parasitical idiot that you have been&lt;br /&gt;what if I said: I wish you were dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113820745334206376?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113820745334206376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113820745334206376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113820745334206376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113820745334206376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-if.html' title='what if ...'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113760411569588549</id><published>2006-01-19T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T01:08:35.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>white *itch</title><content type='html'>attempts at Haiku during Creative Tactical Communications course earlier today. we are to write a Haiku (japanese poem in 5-7-5 syllables) based on our favorite movie or tv program. time was short. chugged my half written Pride &amp; Prejudice Haiku for my other favorite movie: where the beavers speak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White *itch Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more like a white bit**&lt;br /&gt;strutting with her icy wand&lt;br /&gt;bi** lost in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;handed this in to prof and he read it. laughed out loud and said, "that's so in your face!". Lol. :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came up with a few variations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more like a white bit**&lt;br /&gt;strutting with her icy wand&lt;br /&gt;slained by Great Lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more like a white bit**&lt;br /&gt;strutting with her icy wand&lt;br /&gt;slained, the end you bit**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;white *tch II Haiku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil the white *itch&lt;br /&gt;froze and shattered creation&lt;br /&gt;died, the end the *itch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*B or W is up to you. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113760411569588549?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113760411569588549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113760411569588549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113760411569588549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113760411569588549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/white-itch.html' title='white *itch'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113760323581498344</id><published>2006-01-19T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:53:55.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want bridges un-burnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched tv: top model&lt;br /&gt;next week's snippets opened eyes&lt;br /&gt;voice-over, "Bridges Burnt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*composed in Haiku (japanese poem format: 5-7-5 syllable)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing. &lt;br /&gt;As the girls bitched and barked at each other about their first commercial shoot episode next week, the voice-over said "Bridges are burnt". When i heard that, almost instantly i came to a realization of something that explains myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been subconciously trying to figure out why i keep having dilemma. About having to choose between my various activities. Why i want but how deep my reluctance is in having to quit the uni band. Why i am involved in so many other things and still having the desire to perform Hip Hop during patrons day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all got to do with what the voice-over said. &lt;br /&gt;I am extremly fearful of having my bridges burnt!!! A phobia?&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to be disliked- for having choose between clubs.&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to dissapoint- for not attending practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT people to like me, to still be friends with me.&lt;br /&gt;of course not playing for the annual symphonia concert,&lt;br /&gt;deciding not to take up yet another dance item and spread myself too thin,&lt;br /&gt;of quitting band or floorball,&lt;br /&gt;of not agreeing to perform for some performance;&lt;br /&gt;these of course make me their non-friends not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes, i am afraid. &lt;br /&gt;am i... afraid?&lt;br /&gt;Nicesittis- is it a disease of being too nice,&lt;br /&gt;to not one but everyone?&lt;br /&gt;the Jack virus- trying to be a master of a Jack of all trades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here was just but some questions &lt;br /&gt;questions that i will keep asking myself&lt;br /&gt;but at least watching the Top Model was beneficial&lt;br /&gt;some light have been shed to my ironically mysterious self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i ask myself: what's the point of having bridges that &lt;br /&gt;will deplete the world's entire forests when&lt;br /&gt;all roads lead to (&lt;em&gt;insert desired place&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. if one took lit before they will know that these writings and of recent are neither nowhere near 'poetry' nor 'prose'. And i would like to offically disclaim- cause not having done so would cause great discredit to my Creative writing prof/poet - that i'm even trying to make it like either of 'em.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s.s i just thought it might be easier to read if i separate them in sporadically-meaningful stanzas)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113760323581498344?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113760323581498344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113760323581498344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113760323581498344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113760323581498344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-want-bridges-un-burnt.html' title='i want bridges un-burnt'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113754117254816757</id><published>2006-01-18T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T07:44:12.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancer in the dark</title><content type='html'>i am in the dark&lt;br /&gt;of salsa, tarian &amp; hip hop&lt;br /&gt;of tooting in symphonia&lt;br /&gt;of Latin Feste, Book Launch&lt;br /&gt;and patron's day. &lt;br /&gt;of the 2nd concert &lt;br /&gt;come what may?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the dark&lt;br /&gt;to cease from symphonia i can do&lt;br /&gt;but to choose and commit to&lt;br /&gt;another dance should i too?&lt;br /&gt;i would and i want but &lt;br /&gt;can i and should i risk it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the dark&lt;br /&gt;the dark i am in now. &lt;br /&gt;to choose my next move&lt;br /&gt;to choose the dance, to risk any&lt;br /&gt;or to do it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the dark&lt;br /&gt;would i regret my next move&lt;br /&gt;of precarious schedules&lt;br /&gt;would i regret not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;should i hip &amp; hop &lt;br /&gt;for the Patron?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;a dancer in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the dark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113754117254816757?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113754117254816757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113754117254816757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113754117254816757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113754117254816757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/dancer-in-dark.html' title='dancer in the dark'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113742521656579790</id><published>2006-01-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:26:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paper journal</title><content type='html'>i am thinking of keeping a separate journal for my inner thoughts&lt;br /&gt;for my Creative Writing course..&lt;br /&gt;more accesible and more private?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113742521656579790?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113742521656579790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113742521656579790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113742521656579790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113742521656579790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/paper-journal.html' title='paper journal'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113710108646215851</id><published>2006-01-13T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T05:24:46.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blisters from dancing</title><content type='html'>prof talked more about poems and prose today&lt;br /&gt;interesting class activity where we looked at quotes from famous writers &amp; poets&lt;br /&gt;on why they write&lt;br /&gt;so we classified them into categories&lt;br /&gt;like some write to discover about themselves&lt;br /&gt;some write to fill up something like a void a question&lt;br /&gt;others write to release something inside &lt;br /&gt;some writers write to be empowered&lt;br /&gt;while some write to inspired or be inspired&lt;br /&gt;of course they are other reasons which falls into newer categories&lt;br /&gt;and some writers write for more thanone of these reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other class excercise was equally enriching&lt;br /&gt;what i learnt was not to write abstractly but visually&lt;br /&gt;so that an image will appear in the minds of the readers&lt;br /&gt;so that the poetry or prose becomes more memorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As commanding as a man- as demanding as woman&lt;br /&gt;we are to think of ways to describe it using figure of speech&lt;br /&gt;Some of the interesting ones brought up by the students&lt;br /&gt;As demanding as a pregnant woman&lt;br /&gt;As pushy as a pregnant woman, giving birth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my thoughts were&lt;br /&gt;As demanding as The Flight of The Bumble-Bee&lt;br /&gt;As demanding as Margaret Chan one rehearsal before Convocation performance&lt;br /&gt;As demanding as the White Witch from Narnia&lt;br /&gt;As demanding as an uttainable ransom list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely need more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes i think are quite red&lt;br /&gt;i think its the smoke from M.O.S&lt;br /&gt;really cool party we had&lt;br /&gt;i danced till i cant dance no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very interesting thing happen and&lt;br /&gt;i;m quite glad to be part of it&lt;br /&gt;Nad's 2 guy fren got drunk&lt;br /&gt;so i accompanied her&lt;br /&gt;to wait for her other fren&lt;br /&gt;then when she came&lt;br /&gt;the 2 boys went missing&lt;br /&gt;then out came one from the toilet&lt;br /&gt;the other nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;after much searching&lt;br /&gt;he was actually in the toilet all along&lt;br /&gt;then everything settled bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;happy ending went home.&lt;br /&gt;its quite cool actually to observe drunk people..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway im too tired to pen my thoughts on the entire day... been quite tiring&lt;br /&gt;but i just had to write the events that happen so that i can recollect my thoughts once again at a later opportunity and reflect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have blisters from dancing! quite a first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113710108646215851?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113710108646215851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113710108646215851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113710108646215851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113710108646215851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/blisters-from-dancing.html' title='blisters from dancing'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113665704862314861</id><published>2006-01-08T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T02:13:30.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigeon Hole of Passion</title><content type='html'>visited LADC studio for social dance after band rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;danced salsa. i was quite tired though. maybe physically, maybe mentally.&lt;br /&gt;i think its becasue im tired of doing the same moves over and again.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough i am in the school performing team, its weird that &lt;br /&gt;i barely rem much of it to exectue in social dance setting. &lt;br /&gt;I definitely have progressed but not enough to convince myself that i am truly passionate about dance, in this sense Salsa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. on the way back home in the train i thought a bit about my passions.&lt;br /&gt;Flute, Band, Music, Salsa, Hip Hop, Jazz, Contemporary, Dance.&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking about whehter there's another passion behind all this,&lt;br /&gt;whether do i really love music, dance? do i love performance.&lt;br /&gt;Or do i just love anything that gives me a chance to be in the limelight?&lt;br /&gt;I am not certain really. Of course i do enjoy dancing, music, playing music&lt;br /&gt;but i wished i would have progressed much greatly in these things that i pursue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was good at something. Just one. To be exceptionally good at sth.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, i noe i am the sort of person who likes experiencing a lot of stuff!&lt;br /&gt;i love the opportunity to do so many things. to pursue so many stuff. I am blessed in that way. I love the diversity of life! From library to first aider to dancer to musician to floorball... phew... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really blessed i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but at that times i do wish that i have the discipline to practice till im more than perfect. to have the luxury of time to pursue something extensively. To have the luxury of being in LOVE with only one thing at a time. But i am not like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have to accept it. My life is like a flux of passion. A passion of life? a passion for all things that catches my eye and spark of my enthusiasm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about my passion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should one attempt to categorize and define the existence of one's passions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113665704862314861?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113665704862314861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113665704862314861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113665704862314861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113665704862314861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/pigeon-hole-of-passion.html' title='Pigeon Hole of Passion'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113656262142817592</id><published>2006-01-06T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:50:21.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i almost shot a toddler today</title><content type='html'>i was having lunch at Amoy Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the whinnings &amp; Wailings of a toddler made me stared. argh it was quite unbearable really. First e was like whinning and making high pitched extended noises watching his toy in action. This toy made me had a split second flashback on my childhood cause i used to love that toy: 3 penguins going up the stairs and going down to a roller coaster like ride, only to be lift up again. A loop of fun really. One that made me curious on who could have invented such an ingenious toy back then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to why i got irritated. After the whinnings his dad, i think, carried him and he was rather uncomfortable so yes another couple of minutes of pure screaming. Can't a man have some peace over lunch?? I mean if he was like crying because he was like sick or sth ots a different story but hello? his father purposedly do what he was doing on purpose.. SUPER irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest if killing wasn't a crime or not wrong/ unsinful, and if i had a handgun, i would have stood up and shot him to end it. Really, it was THAT irritating.. and i wasn't even having a bad day. PLUS im usually easy going.. so YES it was PURE IRRITATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways yeah of course i felt bad afterwards for having such thoughts but hey, it is wrong to kill an irritating toddler over lunch so yes i ddint do it. Plus i would probably be fined for having possesion a firearm. Anyway it would be a mess. But yes fathers shouldnt irritate their kids like that. they should be more considerate and be more concious of their disruptive behaviors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113656262142817592?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113656262142817592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113656262142817592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113656262142817592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113656262142817592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-almost-shot-toddler-today.html' title='i almost shot a toddler today'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113648352641820742</id><published>2006-01-06T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T01:52:06.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what was i thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Robert Yeo, Singaporean poet (who is coincidentally on today's Life section's cover for the liberetta that he just did), my prof for Creative Writing said that we could use our blog for the journal segment of the assignment. So i'll hope to be more expressive and open in my writing so that hopefully i can revisit these reflections in writing my poetry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still tired from today. Esp the rehearsals for caderas latinas. What was i thinking? THey announced that i am going to perform for all the 4 salsa items. I am surprised cause it seems that i am the only guy/person doing ALL 4? When both Alina and Faye asked me whether i am okay i can;t believe i didn;t say no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was i thinking? Maybe i thought it was a good thing? No. I really don;t know what to think. I know myself and i know that i am definitely not one of the better dancers. I noe that Eugene requested to be involved in less cause hos growing passion for hip hop. But what about the rest: Zhimin and Raphael? i am not really sure but i think they are dancing for only 3. Am i supposed to be flattered? I think its blind flattery. Am i supposed to be dissapointed? insulted? i dunno..  And i can;t understand why Julian is chosen to dance for only a couple.. in my opinion he dance as well if not better. and certainly catches it faster. anyway.. yeah to make it weirder, he is 'understudying' the Ran Kan kan item which he had done before! WEIRD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was i thinking? and wad were they thinking? i dunno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus ride home i thought about it. well actually i lied. i thought about it when i was waiting for the bus home. I thought to myself this can't be. one: i feel bad cause the average dancer(me) dance for 4 items. ANd most importantly its far too stressful for me to do all 4. PLUS the new shines aint that easy too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. Ill talk to alina tmrw and see whats REALLY behind this decision... but i still will want to preform one less..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113648352641820742?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113648352641820742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113648352641820742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113648352641820742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113648352641820742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-was-i-thinking.html' title='what was i thinking'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113624197947442628</id><published>2006-01-03T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:49:59.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come forth 2006</title><content type='html'>the new yet final school term for my entire academic life is dawning. &lt;br /&gt;dawning, yes in both sense of the word: &lt;br /&gt;the sun starting to trascend in this dark night in the horizon&lt;br /&gt;and in 4 hours i will be in school feeling reborn again into the new term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why entire academic term you may ask? &lt;br /&gt;well for starters it is my penultimate year,&lt;br /&gt;but importantly i doubt i'll advance my formal education anymore:&lt;br /&gt;i never had really considered Masters anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 has been great though i can't recall why.&lt;br /&gt;ironic it may seem but it's just me i just don't do them.&lt;br /&gt;Reflections that is. Like counting your blessings at the end of a year.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure why though. I think it has to be my bad memory.&lt;br /&gt;Or that i just live by each day, basking in each memory instantenously&lt;br /&gt;whether it be sad, sorrow, envy, love, hate, excitement, fun, happiness, &lt;br /&gt;contenment, desire, enthusiasm, lust, pride, pity.. wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. all the memories are rushing back to me&lt;br /&gt;but the most estactic moment in 2005 worth mentioning is&lt;br /&gt;the moment when a fren called to tell me that i won the book prize&lt;br /&gt;happiness is best when success is least expected but secretly desired i guess&lt;br /&gt;of course the book prize is sth desirable but i never really eyed for it&lt;br /&gt;when it was announced, i ws quite in disbelief and i had to convince myself&lt;br /&gt;that hey i worked hard so i DID deserve it! Hehe. Coolness i say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes in 4 hrs i will be in school not for my first class of the term but&lt;br /&gt;for the presentation of the book prize along followed by lunch&lt;br /&gt;oh how i dread lunching with people i am not really comfortable with &lt;br /&gt;a prof and the guy who gave the award&lt;br /&gt;thank god there's 2 other winners around too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what can i expect in 2006? come forth i say&lt;br /&gt;i am certain it will remain to be filled wit countless dilemmas&lt;br /&gt;of choosing between flute, tarian, salsa, hip hop, friends, family and advertising&lt;br /&gt;i am certain it will be as eventful as any other year. but more so the graduation!&lt;br /&gt;and a key chapter in life closed only to find a new one opened:&lt;br /&gt;My career. Decisions have to be made. Dilemma yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Of course there will be lots of crazy, happy and fun-tastic moments&lt;br /&gt;but there will also be sporadic feelings of self-pity, self-doubt, loneliness, discontentment,&lt;br /&gt;BUT we are all are humans. so i tell myself its okay!&lt;br /&gt;God gave us feelings for a reason, probably we're only truly human if&lt;br /&gt;if we experience the full spectrum of feelings that God has invented?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look forward for the year. i am certain it will be fulfilling one.&lt;br /&gt;One resolution i have is to have more meaningul relationships with the people i adore, treasure &amp; love. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and of course the one resolution which i have aptly yet to accomplish-&lt;br /&gt;to quit procrastinating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i should quit procrastinating like in... 2007 instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come forth 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113624197947442628?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113624197947442628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113624197947442628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113624197947442628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113624197947442628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2006/01/come-forth-2006.html' title='come forth 2006'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113587869775101125</id><published>2005-12-30T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T01:51:37.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mystery song</title><content type='html'>the Celestial song for the TV commercial by Goldheart has really got me curious. The song's really nice and pretty apt. with lyrics like; " " so i searched and searched the internet for the song but to no avail. Apparently some of my other frens think that it is a nice song too! So i decided to email them and asked about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Fadzli,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for your email. Please accept my sincere apologies for the delay in the reply to your email. The theme song for Celestial was specially composed for the commercial and it is not meant for commercial release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Sher Min&lt;br /&gt;Marketing ExecutiveGoldheart Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;www.goldheart.com.sg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dissapointing but at the same time i thought its quite a smart move. imagine the possibilities- marketing/ publicity possibilities! hmmm.. i'm gonna brainstorm and send them a proposal! Lol... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, since i'm gonna be a marketing graduate real soon, i'm quite intrigued by the local diamond/jewellery industry. So many brands are going for similar ads. Music, people and diamonds. If not diamonds, stars or songs about stars and people crying. How on earth are they gonna differentiate themselves esp with simiklar advertising. I read from ad/ branding books that ads esp expenisive ones i.e tv) should try to differentiate themselves to better build the brand. I mean 2 years down the road, the songs from such ads may be in your mind but i doubt the brand.. Just think about it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113587869775101125?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113587869775101125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113587869775101125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113587869775101125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113587869775101125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/mystery-song.html' title='mystery song'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113570392860888850</id><published>2005-12-28T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:18:48.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think its 75% true, what do YOU think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your color is &lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt;, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://web.tickle.com/color/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113570392860888850?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113570392860888850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113570392860888850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113570392860888850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113570392860888850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-its-75-true-what-do-you-think.html' title='i think its 75% true, what do YOU think?'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113570345576099298</id><published>2005-12-28T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:20:14.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what should i do for new year's eve?</title><content type='html'>question mark...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113570345576099298?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113570345576099298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113570345576099298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113570345576099298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113570345576099298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-should-i-do-for-new-years-eve.html' title='what should i do for new year&apos;s eve?'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113555726062089086</id><published>2005-12-26T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T08:40:24.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my final dec vacation as a student</title><content type='html'>one more week till the new year and the final term of my smu life starts. One more week of my last december vacation. so far it has been going as planned- laid back and unplanned. But maybe it is too laid back i thought to myself. I kinda wanted the december holidays to be like really relaxing but when friends asked me "hows your hols" it seems like i have not much to say really. and its definitely a conversation killer if i tell them i spent most of the time sleeping.. so this entry will be sort of an recollection, and proabably a reassesment of what i did for the past few weeks and what i plan and must do to justify the use what's left in my december holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies shown that people who consistently have less than 7-8 hours of sleep will tend to die earlier so well yeah the point is, the first constructive thing i did, albeit useless at first glance is of course to catch up on my sleep. I really have been sleeping for about eight hours, or MORE!, on most of the december. It sure feels revitalising especially after a sleep deprived term due mainly to the Comms course (which if you havent read yet, paid off greatly with me winning one of the Book Prize!) So there you go, i managed to recharge and get loads of sleep, without having to take leave or off days!- can just imagine that i would actually need to take leave from work just to recharge in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym. yes i know i dun not have the bod but i did went to gym although not as much as i wanted. I only went three times mainly because of the fact that i didnt want to pus myself to the point of immobility which will in turn impair me greatly in my dance rehearsals. I can't imagine what will it be like if i have difficulty doing a simple En-Chufla during Salsa. I probabaly will go for 2 more sessions at gym cause i think my body is getting used to it. I didnt manage to swim yet cause i threw away my old pair of army trunks and i need a new one.. haven't got the conviction to purchase a nice one for 20 odd dollars.. especially that being a bad breathless swimmer, i bareley swim more than several laps whenever i swim. (i think i'll give swimming a miss? im too fat to be seen in trunks anyway..Lol) Yeah and i will jog to burn my fats away.... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went JB on at least 4-5 occasions mainly to visit my fav place. and to watch movies: King Kong, Rock and what else. So i think i must have like spent lots of Ringgit. I love going to JB, irregardles with or without company. Its quite refreshing to be away from Singapore once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to catch Pride &amp; Prejudice! I loved it. Brilliant script (tho my fren Aishah claimed that the book is "heaps" more brilliant!) &amp; i just love those times where mena nd women bow/curtsy to each other as a form of greeting. How refined and fashionable! Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also not forgetting my new passion -Dance! From dance camp to dance rehearsals and to dance outings at Union and Jitterbugs.. Sadly most dance schools are closed till 3rd january for the hols so i have to suffer from dance withdrawal esp Hip Hop at Jitterbugs and Inter Advance Salsa at LA Dance (the latter is sth which i wanted to attempt since the sch hols cause i'm getting bored of doing the same combo each time i social) Oh yeah i must add that i secretly, okie only Rita proabably know about this, secretly aspire to dance in the NUS DAnce Ensemble. I was blown away and inspired by them fully. Especially the chereography and the dancers for the main team. She said its modern dance, i thought i want to take Jazz classes or maybe modern/contemp dance to brush up on my basics, and confidence of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed 4 good books from the library related to advertising, from no-copy layout to cutting-edge tv commercials. learnt quite a lot but a part of me still resist reading.. Not that its not interesting its just that i feel distracted by other simpler tasks like..sleeping! :p CAN YOU BELIEVE I YET TO GET DOWN TO UPDATING MY PORTFOLIO!!! But i like the thrill of rushing. In one week i will do something noteworthy about my personal portfolio of ideas and Ads. I really need this to show to creative people from the ad industry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't done much shopping though.. mainly because of the lack of molah. (i.e money) But i think i will somehow get round to bu a nice long sleeved shirt, shoes and proabably a new pair of causal pants/jeans. I need to wear something really nice on the first day of school and especially because i'll be presented the book prize in front of the new comms class then. SO yeah should look decent if not impressive. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else should i do eh? Hmmm. YEAH! i still YET TO collect my stuffs from my previous internship at FACT. Poor Siti have to suffer the lack of space.. (well its not that much la just a box full) I am just avoiding the place cause i dun really feel like saying hi to everyone else while i collect the box. So i have either to go very early or late or wait outside the office... (Mental note: Fadzli, you MUST not procrastinate anymore and get this stuff out from the office before you start school!) I think i'll arrange for a lunch date with Siti on wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my "Dory" brain rememebers anything else i'll update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i kinda owe several nice people their Friendster testimonials!! ALways told myself that i will do them during the hols..  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes again, i need to save up MORE space on my lapttop before it starts to be sluggish again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i did watch the whole season 1 of LOST from DVD quality dics on my plasma tv! Yay! (Kudos to Deen and Hairule)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113555726062089086?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113555726062089086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113555726062089086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113555726062089086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113555726062089086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-final-dec-vacation-as-student.html' title='my final dec vacation as a student'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113509933247873513</id><published>2005-12-21T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T01:22:12.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my mommy!</title><content type='html'>my mother, or &lt;strong&gt;ibu&lt;/strong&gt; which is what i usually call her, is the nicest person really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she offered to paid for my Phone + Internet bills which is like long overdue! ($300++) Yippie! She's such a saviour! Always so generous despite only getting an average pay from the production line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have admired my mother. I think shes's a super mom, really. I am really proud to have such a strong and hardworking mom. Despite working 12 hour shifts at the factory, she still manages to cook, do housework, etc. Sometimes i wonder how she can take it, but i think its probably because she has done it for so long: she sometimes share anecdotes on how she helped my grandma to sell goreng pisangs back in the kampong days.. I learnt a lot from her, like tenacity, generosity among such. I wish i have her punctuality and her money-savvyness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, she's always there for me. Like how she helped me with the flute installments. How she and my dad sponsored my new phone very recently. List goes on... I dunno what i 'd do without her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyway, we both had a visit to the dentist after lunch today. She plucked out a tooth and did some fillings. I did my fillings and also polishing! ANd as usual, i got good comments from the dentist about my teeth! And i proudly tell them i floss at least once a week! Hehe.. I think the scariest thing about the visit was the sound of the tools vibrating on your teeth.. Its eeks.. but i managed! :D To think that its been more than 2 years sonce my last visit to one- after NS when i got 2 wisdom teeth extracted. Ouch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe trip remidned me of younger days when they had like regular scheduled visits to the dentists when we're in secondary and especially primary school! So nostalgic. I remembered those days, this indian lady dentist was nice and always say that my teeth is in good condition. Well, most of the time that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah, i treasure times spent with mom especially on her off days which coincide with my freer days (i.e holidays). Where we go lunch and have some time together... :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She'll be working tommorrow for the afternoon shift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113509933247873513?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113509933247873513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113509933247873513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113509933247873513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113509933247873513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-my-mommy.html' title='i love my mommy!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113501543034773477</id><published>2005-12-20T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T02:03:50.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first image upload! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/1600/DSC07429.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/560/320/DSC07429.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the print ads from A Pet is for Life campaign by the AVA. I dedicate this pic of the cute kitty to Aishah for giving me precise instructions! Very helpful!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113501543034773477?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113501543034773477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113501543034773477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113501543034773477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113501543034773477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-first-image-upload-d.html' title='my first image upload! :D'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113489628685768358</id><published>2005-12-18T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:09:20.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>found my kitty!</title><content type='html'>earlier this week i came across a very clever and cute print advertisement in TODAY's paper. Its a picture of a kitten trying to reach for an inflated condom! And the headline read "You can't teach them to&lt;strong&gt; play it safe&lt;/strong&gt;"- Sterilise your pets. So cute right? and clever too of course cause it not only caught my attention it also makes u smile as soon as you arrive at the intended message. :) Bravo. Its by the AVA for the A Pet is for Life campaign. I really want to find out who is their agency? And want to get a foot in their door! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i MUST share how i finally managed to lay my hands on them. Okay first it was of course lying around my house. then a few days back i tried to search for it but i found out that it is probably used for scrap paper: my mom always used papers for kitchen.. Neways yeah, it was like ALL the days of TODAY paper was there except Tues'. So.. darn i thought at that time. THen. Then on Friday, during Symphonia rehearsals i found it! there it was the Tuesday edition lying on the floor.. FOR ME!! How lucky is that!! :P I was destined to meet my cat ad! (love Cats!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. can someone teach me how to upload pictures please to my blog?? i want to show everyone the cute ad. Btw, its also available in ambient/outdoor at bus shelters i heard... Cool! And apparently they have puppies and hamsters too! HOW Super Cute is that!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113489628685768358?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113489628685768358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113489628685768358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113489628685768358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113489628685768358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/found-my-kitty.html' title='found my kitty!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113467794546637008</id><published>2005-12-16T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T04:25:06.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet serendipity</title><content type='html'>had to cancel appointment with Jiyah and Izan to go JB for shopping/movie today (my 3rd this week!) cause i earlier thought that Izan had to go to school for her band duties. So i made plans to meet my JB fren, Firdaus Chef for a movie- intended on King Kong since we can't catch the Chen Kaige Film: The Promise cause it wasnt showing in M'sia yet. (Darn just when i finally found someone who's interested to watch it!) ANd the girls managed to convice Tuty to coem along- esp with the Mango sale at City Square!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the morn serendipity was shy so all things went slight off. I was late to meet Azrina to take the train to meet Alina to loan a "latin" dress from her. And poor thing an apek allegedly smiled at her while she was wating for me for like 25 mins at Bukit Batok platform! Lol.. THen when we're JUST abt to reach like Braddell to meet ALina, she called and apologised profusely for a minor accident- her mom accidentally placed the dress in the washer and its at that moment in the sun.. dripping WET!! LOL. I wasn't perturbed at all despite waking up at 8am in the morn to help a fren to borrow sth from another for the company (Yahoo!) dinner and was told that trip was but in VAIN just a few stops away from the destination! in fact i find it quite amusing... so we went to have breakfast and im hapy that Azrina accompanied me..she ate too of course! AM glad that at least the morning was not in vain since we managed to catch up with each other- esp that she's has graduated one term earlier... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, when i got across the causeway the King Kong 3pm show were already sold out! (Oh i saw Addie and his SMU Dragon Boater frds i think in JB too people like that trumpet guy which i still havent figured out his name, and of DK too!) Yeah so i had to decide whether it would be Narnia or the Rock. I decided on the later but was worried it might be a bad choice esp after finding out that its a malay flick and im not even sure what the genre is.. comedy or sad? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, thank god, not bad and had a great time laughing at the jokes of the mat rockers. :P Yay! Here's where the sweet serendipity comes in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUess who i met? I met Izan when FIrdaus and me exited from the the theatre! of ALL times! of All places. Tereserempak! Cool! she got like 2 big bags of MANGO stuff!! Woohoo! I said hi and then said hi to Jiyah too!! :) then introduced them to Firdaus. SUch a coincidence that i met them despite not planning to. then we parted. THey to the movies for Perhaps Love- a musical which they found out later and regretted cause Izan slept twice esp when Takeshi Kaninna (Kaneishiro actually- pun taken from Sepet the movie), and we went ard and then to Sushi King to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already kinda bloated with the extremely diabetic popcorns but me being me, with money at hand, decided to be a good sport and attempted to eat. I ordered CHicken Udon which i barely ate more than 15 strands of noodles! Lol.. We chatted and then took a walk and ended up in this unsmart sounding, albeit beautiful-at-nite place called Dangar Bay. By 5rm cab! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its this nice place with lots of eating places and like free live music to boot! But most of all i just love the place cause its like nicely lit and the fact that its overlooking Singapore make the feeling a bit.. priceless? lol! Ironic actually but in a nice way. Like looking yourself at the mirror to see who you really are- a Singaporean! :P We then headed back. I dropped off at City Square and Firdaus Chef made his way back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Causeway queue was okay but longer than most days. Then at Spore side it was okay also but the atmosphere, the cool aircon and the orderliness of the place, made waiting so pleasant PLUS i can check people out almost blatantly w/o being frowned upon. DUH everyone's bored so legal voyeurism is accepatable!? So yeah. I must MUST say this ICA officer is super nice and friendly. Service with a smile. I'm proud that he's mly! (esp after comparison with earlier encounter with the johor side.. but of course i dun blame them fully: it is not a really pleasant environment to work in. ANd i tell you today's queue was like crazy. I was like on the supposed queue lane 8 for like more than 15 mins than only to realize that its one half of a queue! DAMN. Its totally like a river with its tributaries and distributaries. Why i say the latter too is because after i switched to the extreme right lane, i later realized to my joy that that row splits into two servers so its WAY FAST! Yippie! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah back to the part when im heading home from the Causeway at the SIngapore Immigrations. GUess who i met when i'm headed to the scanners after my passport was chopped??? I SAW IZAN AND JIYAH AGAIN!!!!!!!! This time it really put a SMILE on my face. :D SO fated to see them again! Haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THey invited me to join them for supper at Al Ammen at Woodlands. YAY! ANd i had such a superb time catching up and laughing my heads off at each others jokes and antics- especially the accidental ones! Ruzieyah should have her own Reality Blooper Show where viewers would watch intently on when she will say bimbotic stuff like; Big is not small and the likes. (Oh btw i cant rem but i think sth she said in the cab on our way home abt some Camp in the north deserves airtime in that reality show too! hehe) Topics from shopping to nurses, from the origin of the word Mama/ Mamak -till now we had no clue about- from music video to concerts, and from more weird/unique names to Tokyo 2007... hahhh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite not planning to meet the 2 funnest girls from my Yuhua Sec i, by fate, meet them TWICE on my trip to JB and back! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great great time today with everyone! Thks Azrina, Firdaus Chef, Jiyah and Izan! SWEET SERENDIPITY INDEED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s thks Jiyah for paying for the cab fare. i'm temp broke from the JB trips.. hugs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOd Bless us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113467794546637008?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113467794546637008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113467794546637008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113467794546637008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113467794546637008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/sweet-serendipity.html' title='sweet serendipity'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113431659308671544</id><published>2005-12-11T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:14:36.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do i look american/british to you?</title><content type='html'>I taught tuition again at the Yishun Tuition Centre. It was quite hilarious. My new sec 3 going on to 4 student mentioned that i looked like a birtish or an american who lived in singapore! so interesting. I then probed and asked whether he knew of any acquaintance or friends who are american/british but he said no. hmm... He then said that my face look like them...?? wad! haha. LOL its so funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He initally thought i could speak Mandarin or that i was Chinese or sth! 5 mins to the end of the session, his mom called to tell him where to meet after class. Upon hanging up, he blurted in mandarin- to me of course since there was only 2 of u in that classroom- that his mom wasted ten cents calling him cause he got no free incoming. i played along and remarked that why he didnt apply free incoming and he replied in Madarin-again- saying that it was his mom who applied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. than i smiled and asked him do i look like i am Chinese or that i can speak mandarin? that's when he said no but 'you look British or American'..!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest comment i ever got! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had received previous remark about the way i look. Most cabbies think i am chinese, some barbers and haridressers thought i was either chinese, thai or sth... Even when i travel ard in Johor, occasionally cabbies thought i was chinese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind looking like one esp if i look as cool as my idol Jay Chou! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113431659308671544?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113431659308671544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113431659308671544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113431659308671544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113431659308671544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/do-i-look-americanbritish-to-you.html' title='do i look american/british to you?'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113402252248641142</id><published>2005-12-08T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T14:15:22.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Camp: day 2</title><content type='html'>the breaking and street jazz yesterday was so fun thought by Larry and Carol respectively. But i tell you it was extremely tiring. My muscles are all aching espcially my left shoulder and right butt cause we were doing shoulder freeze! i dun feel like getting out of bed actually as i physically feel that i've just pushed myself in the gym. Breaking is surely more fun that i expected it to be! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy too cause yesterday i received a 'compliment' from the Street Jazz instructor. she said that i have the expression especially when im doing the whip. And she told the others to have more expression like me. I'm so happy that she noticed me despite me not remebering most of the steps. It is so encouraging- i am now more convinced to take up Jazz! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna spend the rest of the afternoon recuperating by starting on the Lost Season 1 Cds. Later tonite, CHeryl and I are going to the pageant at DXO: Queen of Queens. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shagged,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113402252248641142?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113402252248641142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113402252248641142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113402252248641142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113402252248641142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/dance-camp-day-2.html' title='Dance Camp: day 2'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113389123635658287</id><published>2005-12-07T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:47:16.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Camp: day 1</title><content type='html'>had fun today at Emix 'dance' camp. We learnt hip hop from Ryan who teaches at Studio Wu. I think he's good and funny too! :) i'm glad i caught most of the step and i felt much better. It was fun cause we split into three grps- all the boys in one and had to perform and 'flirt' with the audience! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to the Admin building and was split into grps of 3-4. Was so happy to be grouped together with my dance buddy, Justin. So we each had to come up with a chereography... guess wad! Our grp won! i was quite surprised but i think they prob like our super sexy intro most. (imagine 2 guys and girls on the floor crawling and making uhuh or orgasmic nosies to each other for the intro to Justin Timberlake's Like I Love You.) hehe. We got Ferero Rochere of couse we shared it with everyone! :) LOL COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, some of the Caderas people went people like Alina, Amanda and Raphael! :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun. can't wait for breaking by Larry (smu student- heard he's real good!) and also Street Jazz!! Woohooo!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113389123635658287?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113389123635658287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113389123635658287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113389123635658287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113389123635658287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/dance-camp-day-1.html' title='Dance Camp: day 1'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113380070497370053</id><published>2005-12-06T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T00:38:25.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hols are here!</title><content type='html'>so my final exams was bad especially for Intellectual Property Rights, Business Processes and Social Psychology- in that order... who cares, i shouldn't! cause its the hols! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird, Life. i almost wanted to post a sad, dissapointed post regarding my Comms overal result for not getting an A plus esp after getting all those great marks in the presentation, tests and final report (read previous post). But guess what something better than an A plus, something unexpected and something that i'll be so proud of- i got the Optimedia Book Prize!! yeah! 3 top students from a class of 45 got the award! and i can;t believe i'm one of them!!!!!!!!!! I dun really care about the cash, etc. but its the award in itself!! Like i could definitely use it to gain some edge over others in applying for marcom related positions! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Julie called me to tell me that i am also one of the winners in addition to her and of course Val, i was like woooo hoooo. of course disbelief at first cause i never sort of eyed it cause i sorta leaft the hopes of getting it to the powerhouse students who participated almost violently in class. But i DID put in my heart and soul in the project and the course!! cause the Prof's darn good hence my motivation level was at its peak! Yipppiieeeee!!! I am really so proud of it! Best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to Syahriel's place earlier today, had fun hanging out with the old bunch of people like Lyn, Fik, Deen, Audrey of course :D Loved the spaghetti and definitely the lovely Brownies that Syahriel made!!!! its yummy!!! Pillsburry Brownie topped with Vanilla Ice cream and sprikled with cut fruits of strawberries, grapes! Yum yum! Oh yeah, playing UNO was still FUN after all! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance 'camp' tommorrow and the day after. so exciting! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113380070497370053?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113380070497370053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113380070497370053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113380070497370053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113380070497370053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/12/hols-are-here.html' title='the hols are here!'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113319470912697330</id><published>2005-11-29T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:19:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMM 201: Foundations for Communication Professional Research Report</title><content type='html'>HOOOOOORRAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got A plus for our Comms Final Report! All the hardwork is not in vain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments from our prof, Mark Chong:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In terms of sheer depth, your ZMET study beats many of the others hands down. I found your deconstruction of your consensus map into the thematic categories (pp.20-26) refreshing and illuminating- it is qualitative analysis at its best. Congratulations to you for ending your semester on a very high note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to my wonderful team mates; Kristl &amp; Deen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course to all the participants: Nor Aishah, Cheryl, Fiza, Millicent, Kirti, Abidah and all other friends! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a relief and extremely pleasant thing the result esp thru these stressful times: IPR tmrw BP &amp; Social Psychology on Wed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113319470912697330?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113319470912697330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113319470912697330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113319470912697330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113319470912697330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/11/comm-201-foundations-for-communication.html' title='COMM 201: Foundations for Communication Professional Research Report'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113303535236567690</id><published>2005-11-27T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T04:02:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>motivation</title><content type='html'>im tired and sleepy from studying but i gotta do this: this entry will be about what i want or hope to do in the hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1)Internship with the creative dept of an Ad agency&lt;br /&gt;okay this is so hard to get especially that my hols is only a mth!! like hello who would want to take me?? Haha.. i'll try to try and get one nevertheless at Gosh Advertising and the other agencies which i briefly liaised during my internship stint as Marketing Comms Exec in FACT Software. So if i dun get one there's loads of other stuff to do like the following;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2)Ad Hoc&lt;br /&gt;One off super exciting events which will take place irregardless of whether i get an internship or not and the myriad of activities includes; Emix Dance Camp, Twist of Fate, Rent, Hope Street Reconstructed, Kirti's Birthday party at some club, etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) get in SHAPE! &lt;br /&gt;When i look down (duh at my belly lah!) its bitterwseet cause its both funny yet depressing to see my tummy. I feel like im pregnant. Haha. I SWEAR i will get some semblance of a six-pec (even those that u have to look constipated just too make it appear) . the goal has been procrastinated too long. Oh yeah and a nice chest to go along? :p hehe so run swim and gym i shall go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) New Year at KL?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna dance some more. Heard that at Bangsar, KL the roads are blocked just before midnite so that everyone will come out fromthe clubs to the street and gather together to revel in diesta if there's such a word! lol. :) Prob go with Deen ad Abby? hmmm Lyn? or maybe a date! haha or a buddy.. then i prob meet everyone else there.. hopefully got enuff cash. i think i need $250 at least! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) More dance classes!!&lt;br /&gt;At Jitterbugs? Hip Hop 1 again? or Maybe traumatize myself again at Funk Jazz? haha Or try Intro to Jazz at LA? hmm which path shall i go? Salsa is always in. Hip Hop is COOL but i love expressive dance like Jazz and Modern/Contemporary... im wishing i could do my pirouttes with the NUS DAnce Ensemble some day.. theyre my idols now.. hehe no no Jay Chou is still my IDOL NUS Dance Ensemble is like my fav! woah i still can vividly rem their dance for Bjork's Human Behavior and State of Emergency- breathtaking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) Go on a date with a Girl?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... hanvent done this for centuries.. haha... Technically i can count with my 'lil bro' how many time(s) i officially go on a date? 1? haha maybe not.. Anyway yeah la.. i dun really need a gf rite now like HELLO. really. i always am proud to depend on myself be emotianally idependent. My frens and me are enuff: no longing need to feel loved by a sig other.. Esp not if im like broke 47% of the time and alwasy wanting to upgrade my wardrobe  43% of the time. so only 10% of the time ill be like thinking who should i splurge on? LOL.. Seriously im not a selfish person.. i just have needs which i need to settle myself. (sounds weird? dun think dirty) Back to dating. Yeah i have to admit everyone got someone. Lyn, Deen, SYahriel, Yati, Fiza! and dear Julie. Well currently not Azrina..but prob she only treat me as a fren. Well fyi last 3 girls are still in my msn's A List! go figure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about me though... i dun see the rush. i feel that more often than not people get into relationship because they dun noe how other ways to find out more about the other person.. like i 'chop' u now then we get to know each other kind of thing. then blah blah blah, etc, etc etc.. then they find out not suitable then break up.. i think its a waste of time AND resources. People should get to know each other as frens... then only after long while.. date? hehe.. but then again TO EACH HIS/HER OWN. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to really date a guy either... or have i? LOL hmmm.. sometimes i wish i was a cat..dun have to date just hump around and be independent and happy.. or maybe i am a cat! :p But then again i dun make those public baby noises which is scary and irritating esp at nite! boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) Join Liyana an co. for DanceWorks!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... i didnt audtion for EMix cause i got sth on that day, anyway only 8 girls i think got in.. i swear i wouldnt get past the first round of audtions if i tried for emix's audition for the competition. But anyway, ill be 25 next year which means it will be my first and last shot at Dance works.. so im gonna give it a go.. of course if Zallie or more guys join me.. (too paiseh to be only one of two guys esp with Lionel as the Judge) I think its a great opportunity to improve myself and show others io can groove and hip my hop! or Hop my hip! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) all things fail.. i have my first passion which is the FLUTE!&lt;br /&gt;im not sure still contemplating whether i can or i want to commit to Symphonia's rehearsal. maybe i should move on to dance for real? esp that its my last year! just put my flute aside.. Morevoer the fact that i had to repay the Sakyo flute which i lost that cost a bomb is prob a sign i should retire musically for real? haha.. sigh... but MUSIC is cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE is somehow cooler cause its MUSIC plus dance!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie... im excited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study study now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks,&lt;br /&gt;My crappiest entry ever! (hey but it sounds so like me! FUN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzie Wuzzie&lt;br /&gt;(the cat growing a pathetic bellie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113303535236567690?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113303535236567690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113303535236567690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113303535236567690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113303535236567690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/11/motivation.html' title='motivation'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113298133443908689</id><published>2005-11-26T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T13:02:14.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying for the exams</title><content type='html'>i always thought that the study week is the most trying for me cause it a period where i am highly distracted. Distracted with all sort of things. It is of course primarily my fault for lettin myself to be distracted by the myriad of things. From watching tv, to hanging out, to being idle, mere procrastination and of course my greatest bane of all- one of the 7 deadly sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even in times of project deadlines and presentation i can stay more focused. Although it is definitely more stressful to be rushing to complete that report or rushing to perfect that presentation with the little time one has, i like it it cause its definitely more efficient. And i feel motivated to complete it- lest you wll get downgraded for late submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, exams? Well, i always thought they're just the closing of each term. ANd for this term especially i had like more than a week to study but no i only started, at snail's pace i must add, on like wednesday when i planned to start on monday actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But THE day is coming. My first exams with the most weightage starts tuesday. I barely started on Intellectual Property Rights but by tonight im supposed to contribute to my project grp the case notes for Patents 1 &amp; 2! Deadlines! cool. I think i work best with deadlines cause at least theyre challenging. Like who would want to study for one whole week for the exams when there's so much to do in life? Like visiting your frens at her house for the raya- all that precious laughter; like watching chinese tv drama that can make u cry and smile and inspired; like feeding your whatever wants u desire. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. I finally completed catching up on my Psychology readings last nite. Im off to school soon to do the IPR cases. I;m feeling good cause i can see myself speeding up in my revision! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till the exams are over! RENT, Twist of Fate, Hope Stree Reconstructed, Emix Dance Camp too look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113298133443908689?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113298133443908689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113298133443908689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113298133443908689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113298133443908689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/11/studying-for-exams.html' title='studying for the exams'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113224485667825082</id><published>2005-11-18T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T02:02:49.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elated</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad that Comms report has been handed in.. (btw our presentation was an A plus!), that IPR presentation is OVER and report too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;elated and relieved i am &lt;br /&gt;that for this term an end to my deadlines&lt;br /&gt;of projects and presentation that's&lt;br /&gt;excited yet stressful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of sleepless nights and &lt;br /&gt;pressured times&lt;br /&gt;no more this term no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dance to salsa now i shall&lt;br /&gt;too party and bask in festive cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cum monday i will all study for social psych, BP and IPR.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love the period when the dealines are over. Exams i think are less stressful. Although SOcial Psychology is closed book, IPR is 50 freaking % and BP is a course i skipped more than twice.. ALl will be well! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i Salsa-ed with Kirti, May and Corina at Union Square! :) ANd Zu, Missy and her fren watched. Mukthar came but late. Today went to JB for the usual stuff esp KFC! :)&lt;br /&gt;Will go Starry Night and Social tmrw. Most exciting thing- my Open House this sunday for smu people! :p Its my last Raya as an SMU student! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113224485667825082?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113224485667825082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113224485667825082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113224485667825082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113224485667825082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/11/elated.html' title='Elated'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113181220037506035</id><published>2005-11-12T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:43:58.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh what a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(haven't been blogging due to impeding deadlines at school: even Hari Raya and by very recent 'hair dyeing' adventure wasnt compelling enough to be blogged down. Life's so busy until i TODAY, i just had to write this event day despite being very occupied with schoolwork!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always have to learn lessons the hard way. today's salsa performance was a total disaster. in my opinion, it,s a TOTAL disaster and its very much my fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a performance for Ns Men function today - an event where NS men who are offered a place in campus come so that they can get to know more about the school and hence be convinced why our uni is the one to vie for. Well so the eventful day starts. let me make it short as it a bit painful to start and rattle too much. i lost concentration from the start: constantly looking at the other pair to see whether i'm right. concentration depleting. Then i forgot the spin after the double turn. then we performed the dreaded 2 pair casino.  i banged into the other guy, almost face-on and it made me lose it like totally. so the rest of the dance i'm like following what the other couple's doing and following which resulted to even dire consequences. i prob forgotten more than i can recall. (how apt) anyway i didnt manage to neck drop my partner and the guy's shine ended early so.. etc, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah bleuk puke yucks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really embarassing i tell u. im dissapointed with myself, ashamed that i forgot so much, pissed and upset at the whole situation. DARN!!! Arrgghghhhhhh!!! if i was a smoker or a drinker, i probably be puking my lungs out amongst more than a dozen cigarette butts in some dark alley off Armenian Street. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel sorry for my partner and the other pair for letting them down.. i know i will get over this but my heart just feels heavy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think god is great though cause guess what? i was like down the whole day fromlike 317pm all the way til the evening when i read what was in the email... its the result of my Comms 201 Presentation! All of us got an A for our individual presentation!!!! So i hugged Deen!!!!! and jumped for joy!! Then i read the email again.... and scrolled to the bottom.. A FREAKING PLUS + for Overall Presentation!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! technically i dunno how if indv we got a then we can get a plus but i guess prof Mark can see from the slides that we put in LOTS of work!!! Phew!! all that sleepless nights was worth it! Esp the night which me and Deen stayed overnight in our new campus!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, i must add that i didn't manage to meet up with my dear Yuhua Secondary School friends for the Raya this year cause im too caught up in IPR meetings... i missed them much. Can u believe i still yet to wear my super bright green kurtha/baju kurung which i bought this year!!! (cause i wore sth maroon of previous years on the first day) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the day concluded nicely with me and Deen at KFC enjoying yummy crispy chicken and its fats and all.. plus the Ole fish burger! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please help me pull through this most difficult few days of my life with the boo boo at the jamboree haunting me, the 25% comms report which i'll be mainly doing and compiling due monday and the IPR report and PRESENTATION due on wed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113181220037506035?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113181220037506035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113181220037506035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113181220037506035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113181220037506035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-what-day.html' title='oh what a day...'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340121.post-113001884311785436</id><published>2005-10-23T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T06:07:23.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dashing dance week</title><content type='html'>i had a real good time this week albeit tiring with ached bodies and stuff cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my very own 'dance week'! Yeah! Let me count; i had not 1, not 2, not 3 but 6 dance sessions this week! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was Emix practice we did Hip Hop- way cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revisited hip hop after 3 weeks of Jazz. I think its cool. though its fast and i dun really know some of the steps yet, i think the chereo is fun! there's even some partner moves. Justin was my dance partner anyway. he's very encouraging despite me making like lits mistakes. i barely see him dance but that day thought that he danced quite well nice wrist rolls and stuff. i love it when i have fun despite not being perfect! yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was my first Hip Hop 1 at Jitterbugs! Kool too! class is a bit slow. I loved the warm up. A bit crowded though the class but its good cause i'm not the worst of the lot la.. hehe.. Met this nice girl.. Mandy, hope to see her the next class esp that shes the only one that i know. We learned nice 3 eights and ive been practising since. I needed this so brush up on hip hop techniques. But after the class i think it will improve my muscle memory more than techniques as they dun really concentrate that much on each execution. But muscle memory is wad i need so i all's well i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was my intermediate salsa session at LA since the school gym's undergoing repairs and stuff. Fun stuff too. revisit some of the moves i learnt previously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it was Fik's bda'e too. We got him a green Pony grafitti Tee and ate dinner at Anatolia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was at Jitterbugs again! I decided to try out their funk jazz. was nervous. Haha. It was fun but class went a bit fast for me as im quite loss at the second set of eights already.. hehe (they did 4 eights!) And the turns too! THough i love the turns. There were several guys and they are all good! i suspect theyre in one fo the performing teasm or sth. anyway i can safely say that i am the Worst! do i was such a sport that i smiled most of the time. if u cant dance, smile?!? haha. a bit embarasssing but i wasnt hard on myself cause i only had like 2-3 previous jazz classes! I think jazz is so Cool casue it looks like ballet so! love turning tho i need lotsa work!&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday! We had social in school!!!  at the Admin bldg. Its was great!! hehe. had workshop which was full, we even did casino! Azrina came and i taught her some steps! :) i regretted asking a fren to dance with her casue they stopped prematurely.. :p then i was dancing with other girls and stuff.. she gave me a wrist band from her thai trip! i love!! :) so sweet.. Oh yeah Prof Mark Chong came too! he dances quite well! too bad neither of us was the opposite sex. LOL. score points? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat? Saturday is Caderas Latinas of course. i need to brush up my foot work! esp for that hamelock! haha.. baadd.. i wasnt able to teach Wei yi.. :p Oh yeah Faye asked me whther i want to dance for Army roadshow! Just two couples the Aranafa/Convo routine. how daunting!! i really think im not there yet! haha. but i told her i will tell her my reply soon.. sounds challenging and exciting.. hmm very tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im getting better. i just need more corrective work and isolation. esp my 360s my hook turns and that posed thingge.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work. thank god transcribing's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Jitterbugs again. Esp for Hip Hop 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340121-113001884311785436?l=fuzziejay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/feeds/113001884311785436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8340121&amp;postID=113001884311785436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113001884311785436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340121/posts/default/113001884311785436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzziejay.blogspot.com/2005/10/dashing-dance-week.html' title='dashing dance week'/><author><name>Fadzli Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10411017090188547942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EKX_Ksa9V_w/SN_Ev4u6YhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8F0N2ZF8go/S220/SANY1011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
