New Year's Resolution

After much deliberation over whether I should come up with a New Year's Resolution since I always can't seem to keep to it, I decided to give it one more chance. But this time, I shall only keep to ONE resolution. The lesser, the easier, is my theory. Anyway, my New Year's Resolution is to NOT PROCRASTINATE. Yep. Easily said, but let's see whether I can keep to it.

Procrastination is seductive.

On another note, there's something wrong with my spelling of "year" today. I keep missing out the A. Is that a sign of something?

Psych Students

I wonder if people wonder what Psych students actually do in class. Well, today, let me give you a glimpse into a Psych student's life in class!

In classes like Clinical Psych, where we have 3-hour lessons, we definitely need glucose to keep our spirits and eyelids up. But what happens to the the many sweet wrappers that will inevitably accumulate by the end of the lesson? Well, we make rubbish into beautiful things, of course!

This was the first time we folded them with the wrappers from the Halls sweets. Well, not we, but Ling Hoong, specifically. As you all know very well, Halls sweet wrappers are rectangular in shape, so Ling Hoong had to tear away part of the wrapper to make it into a square, and in the end, she had only a very small area to work with. Look how 精致 the cranes are?

Of course, folding with Halls wrappers can get pretty boring, coz it's all only blue and white. So the next time, Fred bought strawberry that had, guess what, PINK wrappers! Haha... so the new cranes looked like this:

Don't the red cranes look Japanese? I think they look very nice! I'm proud to say that I folded some of these cranes, and Fred also! I think it was the first time Fred learnt how to fold cranes, and they turned fine, don't you think?

I'm sure you all know that there is a negative correlation between number of projects and amount of sleep a student can get. Well, that's true in our context too! So whenever we get a chance, we try to snatch our precious 40 winks:

Yes, a totally unglam photo of me sleeping in class before class started or during a break in lecture. Aiyoh, sleepy lar!! And HAH! If you're thinking of blackmailing me with this photo, remember it has been posted on a PUBLIC blog! =p

Hmm... apart from doing all these, we also take photos in class and after class!

Ok, I couldn't find pictures of us taking them in class. But still, you know what I mean. Haha... =)

Looking back at these photos, I realise that Uni life really wasn't all about studying. We did find time to do silly things like these! BUT: they were fun!! =) Haha, recounting them and choosing the pictures to put on my blog made me smile and recall many things that have happened in the last 3 years, and I think it's quite sweet. Haha, you know what, maybe we should take more photos in class! =p

Misconceptions

It's a known fact that I am aspiring to be a clinical psychologist in the future, but like I mentioned before, psychologists are humans too. They are not saints.

I am not as open-minded, open-hearted, patient, understanding and whatever's good and opposite of bad as you think I am. I'm sorry to say this, and I'm even embarrassed to admit it, but, I'm not an angel. I'm not super-ultra-understanding. I wish I was, but I'm not idealistic enough, nor do I think that highly of myself to claim that. I can only say I try to be, but I'm not a saint.

I could understand things from others' points of view. I could accept their points of views. I could do so many things, but I'm sorry to say, I don't think I'm up to your expectation of who you think I am.

I can make people feel comfortable, because I can accept their points of views. But like sports shoes, I can't contain everyone. I'm not perfect. I cannot be perfect. If I was, I wouldn't be alive. I wouldn't be allowed to live as long as I'm going to live. I hope you understand.

I wish I knew what to do for every situation, but I don't. I wish I had the answers to everything, but I don't. I wish I knew what you are thinking, but I don't. And I don't know what to do.

If I were a Shoe...

Remember I asked all of you to tell me what kind of shoe I would be if I were one? Well, here are the answers you all gave me...

Merrilyn:
CLOGS- People choose me as a friend cos they like the sound the clogs make when they move around in it... likewise, people like me for the company and fun I bring. Clogs are durable too, and those around me constantly feel (hear) I am there, like a nice traditional old supportive friend.

Cotton:
SLIPPERS- To sum up Cotton's answer, I represent a safe haven for her to turn to when she's weary. Slippers, to her, are comfortable, and no pretense is required when she's wearing them. Similarly, she doesn't feel a need to pretend to be someone she isn't when she's around me. Slippers may be a category of footwear that is often taken for granted because of its inconspicuity (is there such a word?), but it's a necessary kind of footwear. To quote Cotton, I'm like her "心灵靠岸港，无须绚丽的包装，也即可能是冰山一角那不起眼的"拖鞋"，但却是扮演着非常重要的角色。最终要的是...能令我感到很舒服又没负担的"

Yi Lun:
PINK FLUFFY SLIPPERS- "coz u are nice and comfortable and homey to be with. not much of an outdoor shoe, u prefer the comfort of home and the homey people around you. tend to be sweet and sensitive but can be very fuzzy coz u get too comfortable with your surroundings. well looked after. still can take hardships of being walked on around the house but perhaps not as tough as army boots. pink perhaps coz u are sweet and girly. comfortable being a nice, sweet girl-next-door."

SOCKS- "u are hidden by pretty sneakers and sports shoes and do not get to flaunt much. yet, the shoes cannot do without the socks otherwise feet get smelly or blistery and uncomfortable. u have core/primary/inner beauty which is overshadowed by superficially nice shoes covering you. people have to get to know you better before they realise the indespensibility of socks. socks can be pretty too and come in all shapes, sizes and degrees of fluffiness. u may be shielded by big, hardy and resistant shoes and do not get to feel the mud and rain much."

Bird:
SANDALS- "comfortable mah,and easy to wear easy to take off. like being with you is comfortable, and you keep a nice distance, not too close not too far. like when i wanna wear i will wear when i wanna take it off, its easy to take off too."

Wen Keat:
SLIPPERS- Same explanation as Bird

Wendy:
MARY JANES- Sweet but sturdy and reliable

Pony:
SOMETHING COMFORTABLE like SANDALS: I make people around me feel comfortable.

Kok Yong:
CANVAS SHOES- Haha, the reason's for me to know and for you all to guess. =p

And what shoe do I think I would be if I were one? Well, I think I'd be a pair of sports shoes. Why?

Based on the above answers that I received, I gather I make people around me feel comfortable around me, that they do not have to put up much pretense when they are around me. So imagine slipping your feet into your favourite pair of sports shoes; how would you feel? That you're right at home and feel comfortable enough to do what you want? And you feel there's not much effort needed to lift your feet to do what you need to do. Similarly, I gather I'm make those around me comfortable with who they are around me- there's no need to put in effort to impress me with the things that you do or say, once I get to know who you are.

Secondly, sports shoes are known to provide good support for the feet, and that's what I try to do for those around me. Like sports shoes, I can't promise a totally blister-fre walking experience when my friends are walking on difficult journeys, but I can try my best to support them, and try to reduce the number of blisters they will get.

Of course, everything is bound to have its drawbacks, sports shoes included.

Sports shoes may sound lile every foot can fit inside, but the truth is, not everyone's suited to every sports shoe. When the sports shoe doesn't fit, the wearer won't have an easy time wearing it cos the comfot and support's not there. What I'm saying is, if I don't feel positive feelings towards a person, it would be hard for me to give the support and comfort that person needs. Sure, the basic comfort of the sports shoe is there, but how comfortable can it be when it's not at its optimum?

Also, ever noticed how some people with smelly feet will make the shoe smell, especially sports shoes? Well, I'm sorry to say that's my weakness- I'm too easily influenced by the views of people around me, and I believe people easily.

Thank you all of you for taking the time to reply to my question, I really appreciate it!!!

If I were a Cockroach...

Haha I had a sudden inspiration sometime before exams about what I would want to do with my life if I were a cockroach. What would my aim in life be? Hypothetically, of course. And what better way than to speak from the perspective of a cockroach? Let me tell you what I would want to do k?

If I were a cockroach, my aim in life would be to make humans change their opinions of us. No, changing opinions is too weak a word. Let's make it "respect" us. Humans, and that is referring to you all, have detested us cockroaches for the longest time. Yet, did you stop to realise that we have been aroud long before you appeared? We're generations ahead of you if you speak about life experiences. We've been around since the dinosaurs, and we stayed around even after they got themselves extinct coz they were too big and clumsy to adjust to climactic changes. We lived through the freezing Ice Age- man, that was horrid, I tell you- and we lived through SARS, when most humans were dropping like flies (pun not intended). Why are we looked upon as scums of the earth then? Our resilience to adversity should be something you all should learn from, isn't it? And speaking of resilience, we cockroaches are stronger than Superman. If you think Superman's too super to be afraid of anything, think again. IS he really that invincible? What happens when you give him kryptonite? It's "bye bye Superman, see you if we see you!" How about us cockroaches? You may think we are afraid of Shieldtox and Baygone, but did you notice? We get stronger each time a new product comes on the shelves. Hmm, makes you wonder about the term "money well-spent" on insecticides, doesn't it? ;)

I know some of you have a bad sense of direction. Maybe you all should learn from us. We have a great sense of direction and spatial perception? I can sense when and where I'm going to get whacked by you, and get away faster than you can call my name. If it happened to you, can you do it? And here's a bonus point: my sense of direction helps me get entertainment from you. When I'm bored, all I have to do is find those who are scared of me, and... just appear! The effect is hilarious- you see grown men and women jumping on tables, beds and anything elevated, just because of little black me. Puh-leaze! What can I do to you? Nonetheless, the entertainment is priceless.

And before you think we are unfriendly, let me remind you that though we are solitary creatures, we care and share territories, that's why in places where food is abundant, you often find us there. How many humans would be willing to share their abundant source of food? For free? And with people they do not have relations with?

So why do you hate us? Just coz we are small and black and hard, doesn't mean we have no heart (see, we are poetic too!) We care and share, like I said just now, and plus, have you ever seen or heard cockroaches fighting or killing each other? You see ants killing each other, killing their queen and then usurping her position- do you hear and see us doing that? Humans do it all the time too, but are they hated?

Well, I've said all I want to say about my fellow cockroaches and me. I still think we should be given respect for our resilience, our adaptability, and our generosity, don't you? See you at the next millennium- if you're still around! ;)

Ever Ever After- Carrie Underwood

Omg this video is so sweet! Carrie Underwood's latest song, for the new movie "Enchanted". I wanna watch the movie too! It looks hilarious!!

Shoes

Come on, help me out k?

If I were a shoe, which shoe do you think I would be?

Tell me what you think and why!! =)

触电

风走在我们前面
甩裙摆画着圆圈
花美得兴高采烈
那香味有点阴险

你在我旁边的旁边
但影子却肩碰肩
偷看一眼
你的唇边
是不是也有笑意明显

明明是昨天的事情
怎么今天我还在经历
一丁点回忆
都能惊天又动地

想问个愚蠢问题
我们再这样下去
你猜会走到哪里

但请你不要太快揭开还沉默的情话
先让我多着急一下再终于等到解答
太容易的爱故事就不耐人回味啦
像这样触电
就够我快乐熔化

我们就耐心培养萌芽不要急着开花
反正有长长的日记等我们去填满它
在被全世界发现以前先愉快装傻
就这样触电
一直甜蜜触电
直到爆炸

像一年四个季节
都被你变成夏天
我才会在你面前
总是被晒红了脸

像一百万个秋千
在我心里面叛变
被你指尖
碰到指尖
我瞬间就被荡到天边

-S.H.E

Misery Loves Company

How apt this idiom is.

Spice Girls

I know I've proclaimed many times that I don't like the Spice Girls anymore, but this morning, I was bitten by a nostalgic bug, and decided to look at some of their concerts. Oh man, their songs really brought back memories of primary school. Haha... And really, their songs are quite nice. Till now, I find myself singing along- or tempted to sing along- to the songs like "Say you'll be there" and "2 become 1", my two favourite songs from their album. "Who do you think you are" is nice too, you know, really catchy. Haha...

Argh there's something wrong with the internet connection in my house I think, I can't upload anything! I wanted to upload photos, and they told me the page couldn't be displayed, and now I wanted to put up the songs, the same thing happened. Sheesh!!

Peke

For some reason, I dreamt about Peke last night. I haven't dreamt about him for a long time, and to suddenly see him... well, I felt like he had never left us.

I dreamt that I was in this primary school, going from level to level, not knowing what I was searching for. At every level I descended, the space got smaller, until the highest level only had space for a classroom. Then, suddenly, I saw this room which resembled a jail, only that it was very bright, and about the size of a classroom. Peke was inside it, just lying in the middle of the room. He looked larger than I remembered him to be, and his fur was as soft as I remembered it to be. Somehow, I managed to get inside the room to touch him. He let me touch his paw, as usual, a part of him that I loved to touch. But when he wanted to get up to come to me, he couldn't, coz he was in too much pain. At that time, I remembered that he had kidney failure, and therefore he could not go to me though he wanted to. He was very friendly though, he kept smiling at me, and let me touch him. But he couldn't move, couldn't roll over to let me stroke his tummy.

In my dream the next day, I went back to see him, and miraculously, this time Peke could get up. He was his usual self before the sickness; he wanted to bite anything that was irritating him in front of his face- he wanted the handkerchief I was holding in my hand. He was jumping around, looking lively and happy.

I don't know why I dreamt of Peke last night, but the dream stayed on with me even as I woke up, getting stronger as the day went on. In the afternoon, as I thought of him, I almost cried when I remembered how he was on the day we sent him to the vet for the last time. I can only imagine Evon's anguish when the vet told her Peke had to be put down, or he would only continue to suffer; even if he hadn't been put down that day, he might have left us the next day. At the thought of what Evon went through, even though it was about 4 years ago, I really almost cried on the spot, and I don't know why I'd cry now, 4 years later. I didn't know if I should talk about it- after all, it did happen so long ago, and I didn't know the reason behind the dream, or the significance of it. Even now as I'm blogging, I feel a deep sense of regret that we didn't take care of Peke properly.

I hope I'm not letting history repeat itself with Schnoozee. I haven't been able to spend as much time with him as I'd like to, and I know he has to go to the vet soon. His skin has been pretty bad, and everytime I see him, I feel so so so guilty. He has so much love to give, and I can't seem to be able to reciprocate it as much as I want to. Von and Lun, don't start on me. I feel bad enough already. Seeing Peke in my dream just made me feel worse. Perhaps Peke was a reminder to me that I should treasure Schnoozee more. I think if I lost Schnoozee, I'd feel worse than when we lost Peke.

I better stop thinking about this before I feel worse than I already do.

I think death is a scary thing for the people the deceased leaves behind, but that's another topic for another day.

Ode to Nice Guys

I found this on Wen Keat's blog, and I thought it was quite nice, and quite a good acknowledgement of the wonderful things nice guys do for their female friends. Really, I couldn't agree more with what the author said about how nice guys don't seem to get the girls. But then again, I always believed that the nice guys always end up with the nice girls, and, to learn from Joanne, the best one always comes when the Big Boss Up There has felt that you have been trained enough to be ready for The One who's going to be right for you. Idealistic? That's what I am, darling!



Well, I'd really like to say a big thank you to the nice guys who have appeared in my life, and I think you know who you are. If you're not sure, come ask me! Or maybe I'll tell you myself. Thank you! And you know, nice guys finish last, and they have the last laugh. So don't fret, you'll find the right girl when the right time comes! =)

This rant was written for the

Wharton Undergraduate Journal

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl's every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they're at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don't end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn't worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you'd ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn't have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we're just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you're nice like that.

The nice guys don't often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don't seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can't. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he's too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn't possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can't figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I'm going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn't last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

Fu-zu Jen, SEAS/WH, 2003

Get'cha Head in the Game!

Coach said to fake right

And break left

Watch out for the pick

And keep an eye on defense

Gotta run the give and go

And take the ball to the hole

Like an old school pro

He said, "Don't be afraid"

What you waitin' on?

To shoot the outside "J"

Just keep ya head in the game

Just keep ya head in the game

And don't be afraid

To shoot the outside "J"

Just keep ya head in the game

You gotta

Get you get you head in the game

We gotta

Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game[repeat 3x]

Let's make sure

That we get the rebound

'Cause when we get it

Then the crowd will go wild

A second chance

Gotta grab it and go

Maybe this time

We'll hit the right notes

Wait a minute

It's not the time or place

Wait a minute

Get my head in the game

Wait a minute

Get my head in the game

Wait a minute

Wait a minute

I gotta

Get my, get my head in the game

You gotta

Get you, get you, get you, get you head in the game [repeat 3x]

Why am I feeling so wrong

My head's in the game

But my heart's in the song

She makes this feel so right

[SPOKEN]

Should I go for it

Better shake this, yikes!

I gotta

Get my, get my head in the game

You gotta

Get you, get you, get you, get you head in the game

--B5

Yep, I gotta get my head in the game. Exam fever's coming on! But what an irony, I just came online to post this up. -_-"

Learning to be Content

Mummy: I'm going to the temple later. Do you want me to say anything to Buddha?

Von: Thank Him for me, and to keep everybody safe.

Mummy: How about your results?

Von: Ok, ask Him to give me what I deserve for my exams.

Mummy: Wah, you're not greedy hor?

Von: If He gives me more than I deserve, He'll deduct the excess from other parts of my life to make it balance.

Interesting eh? I should learn from her.

Well Well Well...

I saw Si Huan's entry about the 16 personality types, and decided to try it out for myself. This is what it says. Anyway, I'm an INFJ.

Portrait of an INFJ - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging(Introverted Intuition with Extraverted Feeling)

The Protector
As an INFJ, your primary mode of living is focused internally, where you take things in primarily via intuition. Your secondary mode is external, where you deal with things according to how you feel about them, or how they fit with your personal value system.

INFJs are gentle, caring, complex and highly intuitive individuals. Artistic and creative, they live in a world of hidden meanings and possibilities. Only one percent of the population has an INFJ Personality Type, making it the most rare of all the types.

INFJs place great importance on havings things orderly and systematic in their outer world. They put a lot of energy into identifying the best system for getting things done, and constantly define and re-define the priorities in their lives. On the other hand, INFJs operate within themselves on an intuitive basis which is entirely spontaneous. They know things intuitively, without being able to pinpoint why, and without detailed knowledge of the subject at hand. They are usually right, and they usually know it. Consequently, INFJs put a tremendous amount of faith into their instincts and intuitions. This is something of a conflict between the inner and outer worlds, and may result in the INFJ not being as organized as other Judging types tend to be. Or we may see some signs of disarray in an otherwise orderly tendency, such as a consistently messy desk.

INFJs have uncanny insight into people and situations. They get "feelings" about things and intuitively understand them. As an extreme example, some INFJs report experiences of a psychic nature, such as getting strong feelings about there being a problem with a loved one, and discovering later that they were in a car accident. This is the sort of thing that other types may scorn and scoff at, and the INFJ themself does not really understand their intuition at a level which can be verbalized. Consequently, most INFJs are protective of their inner selves, sharing only what they choose to share when they choose to share it. They are deep, complex individuals, who are quite private and typically difficult to understand. INFJs hold back part of themselves, and can be secretive.

But the INFJ is as genuinely warm as they are complex. INFJs hold a special place in the heart of people who they are close to, who are able to see their special gifts and depth of caring. INFJs are concerned for people's feelings, and try to be gentle to avoid hurting anyone. They are very sensitive to conflict, and cannot tolerate it very well. Situations which are charged with conflict may drive the normally peaceful INFJ into a state of agitation or charged anger. They may tend to internalize conflict into their bodies, and experience health problems when under a lot of stress.

Because the INFJ has such strong intuitive capabilities, they trust their own instincts above all else. This may result in an INFJ stubborness and tendency to ignore other people's opinions. They believe that they're right. On the other hand, INFJ is a perfectionist who doubts that they are living up to their full potential. INFJs are rarely at complete peace with themselves - there's always something else they should be doing to improve themselves and the world around them. They believe in constant growth, and don't often take time to revel in their accomplishments. They have strong value systems, and need to live their lives in accordance with what they feel is right. In deference to the Feeling aspect of their personalities, INFJs are in some ways gentle and easy going. Conversely, they have very high expectations of themselves, and frequently of their families. They don't believe in compromising their ideals.

INFJ is a natural nurturer; patient, devoted and protective. They make loving parents and usually have strong bonds with their offspring. They have high expectations of their children, and push them to be the best that they can be. This can sometimes manifest itself in the INFJ being hard-nosed and stubborn. But generally, children of an INFJ get devoted and sincere parental guidance, combined with deep caring.

In the workplace, the INFJ usually shows up in areas where they can be creative and somewhat independent. They have a natural affinity for art, and many excel in the sciences, where they make use of their intuition. INFJs can also be found in service-oriented professions. They are not good at dealing with minutia or very detailed tasks. The INFJ will either avoid such things, or else go to the other extreme and become enveloped in the details to the extent that they can no longer see the big picture. An INFJ who has gone the route of becoming meticulous about details may be highly critical of other individuals who are not.

The INFJ individual is gifted in ways that other types are not. Life is not necessarily easy for the INFJ, but they are capable of great depth of feeling and personal achievement.

Jungian functional preference ordering:
Dominant: Introverted Intuition

Auxilliary: Extraverted Feeling

Tertiary: Introverted Thinking

Inferior: Extraverted Sensing

INFJ Relationships
INFJs are warm and affirming people who are usually also deep and complex. They're likely to seek out and promote relationships that are intense and meaningful. They tend to be perfectionists, and are always striving for the Ultimate Relationship. For the most part, this is a positive feature, but sometimes works against the INFJ if they fall into the habit of moving from relationship to relationship, always in search of a more perfect partner. In general, the INFJ is a deeply warm and caring person who is highly invested in the health of their close relationships, and puts forth a lot of effort to make them positive. They are valued by those close to them for these special qualities. They seek long-term, lifelong relationships, although they don't always find them.

INFJ Strengths
Warm and affirming by nature
Dedicated to achieving the ultimate relationship
Sensitive and concerned for others' feelings
Usually have good communication skills, especially written
Take their commitments very seriously, and seek lifelong relationships
Have very high expectations for themselves and others (both a strength and weakness)
Good listeners
Are able to move on after a relationship has ended (once they're sure it's over)

INFJ Weaknesses
Tendency to hold back part of themselves
Not good with money or practical day-to-day life necessities
Extreme dislike of conflict and criticism
Have very high expectations for themselves and others (both a strength and weakness)
Have difficulty leaving a bad relationship

INFJs as Lovers
"To love means to open ourselves to the negative as well as the positive - to grief, sorrow, and disappointment as well as to joy, fulfillment, and an intensity of consciousness we did not know was possible before." -- Rollo May

INFJs are warm, considerate partners who feel great depth of love for their partners. They enjoy showing this love, and want to receive affirmation back from their mates.

They are perfectionists, constantly striving to achieve the Perfect Relationship. This can sometimes be frustrating to their mates, who may feel put upon by the INFJs demanding perfectionism. However, it may also be greatly appreciated, because it indicates a sincere commitment to the relationship, and a depth of caring which is not usually present in other types.

Sexually, INFJs view intimacy as a nearly spiritual experience. They embrace the opportunity to bond heart and soul with their mates. As service-oriented individuals, it's very important to them that their mates are happy. Intimacy is an opportunity for the INFJ to selflessly give their love, and experience it in a tangible way.

Although two well-developed individuals of any type can enjoy a healthy relationship, INFJ's natural partner is the ENTP, or the ENFP. INFJ's dominant function of Introverted Intuition is best matched with a personality type that is dominated by Extraverted Intuition. How did we arrive at this?

INFJs as Parents
"You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth...Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable." -- Kahlil Gibran

INFJs usually make warm and caring parents. Their goal is to help their children become adults who know the difference between right and wrong, and who are independent, growth-oriented individuals.

Along the path to that goal they are generally very warm and caring, and are likely to treat their children as individuals who have a voice in family decisions. They want their children to be able to think for themselves, and make the right decisions. They also can be quite demanding on their children, and may have very high expectations for their behavior. Although they are generally soft-spoken and gentle, they may become stubborn and sharp-tongued at times when their expectations aren't met, or when under a lot of stress.

INFJs take their parenting role with ultimate seriousness. They will make sacrifices for the sake of their children without a second thought, and without remorse. Passing on their values to their children is a serious priority in their lives. Children of INFJs remember their parents fondly as warm, patient, and inspirational.

INFJs as Friends
Although the INFJ is likely to put friends behind their God and their families in terms of importance, they do value their friendships. As idealists who have strong value systems, INFJs seek authenticity and depth in their close relationships, and especially value people who can see and appreciate the INFJ for who they are and what they stand for.

The INFJ is likely to spend a lot of time socialing with family members. If they are religious, they probably are social with members of their religious community. After that, the INFJ may have friends represented from any of the personality types. They are usually extremely intuitive individuals, who will have no patience for anyone they feel is dishonest or corrupt. They'll have no interest in being around these kinds of people.

All kinds of people are drawn towards the INFJ. They are usually quite popular, although they may be unaware of it themselves, because they don't place a lot of importance on it.

The INFJ is valued by their close friends for their warmth and consideration, their new and interesting ways of looking at things, and for their ability to inspire and motivate others to be the best that they can be. genuine article that they are.

Well, some parts are rather accurate, but others... Well, it's true that they're rather general. Haha... =) What do you think about it? Oh yes, if you're wondering why the words are bigger this time, it's coz I really think the words are too small, which makes it tiring to read long entries. Well, hope this entry made your reading easier!

Heritage and Museums

SINGAPORE: Singaporeans will get to learn more about their heritage in a fun way in a month—long effort jointly led by the National Heritage Board, National Library Board and Media Development Authority.

Explore Singapore! 2007 with the tagline "Discover More", will feature 86 activities at 20 museums island—wide. Set to run from November 10 to December 31, the aim of Explore Singapore! 2007 is to make heritage and museums more fun an appealing to seniors, families and children.

"We want to give Singaporeans especially the young children something extra to do in Singapore during this holiday season. Instead of going to the shopping centre or watching television, they can actually come down to the museum, and discover much about the heritage and when finding out about their heritage, discover a bit more about themselves," says Michael Koh, Chief Executive of NHB.

With most of the programmes tailored for the young, the museum—going culture could become inculcated in children at a young age. "This is a very important process because we are a young nation and we hope that all of us with our visit to the museums understand more about our own psyche as well as our multi—cultural heritage and identity," said the Chief Executive of NHB.
Some of the activities aimed at the young include a photoblogging contest which would call for participants to showcase the human stories behind our heritage through pictures.

Another programme which is limited to 30 lucky children from 7—10 years old is a sleep—over at the Singapore Philatelic Museum with highlights such as a Treasure Hunt and a Bumboat Ride down the Singapore River.

To cater to the man—on—the street, local actor and comedian Mark Lee has been appointed as the ambassador for Explore Singapore! 2007, a role which will see him conducting tours for the public with a dash of his distinct sense of humour.

Lee hopes that with his ability to cater to both the English and Mandarin speaking crowd, he can get more people to enjoy heritage, culture and art in a contemporary setting.

Besides Mark Lee, the National Heritage Board will also rope in Singapore taxi drivers to act as ambassadors too as they can serve as a repository for travel information to tourists. To create awareness among taxi—drivers of the various museums in Singapore, there will be a Taxi—drivers’ Open House.

As the older generation may not have had the opportunity to enjoy all that’s being offered by Singapore museums right now, the NHB is offering free entry to all NHB museums. Entrace fees for senior citizens will also be waived at the Singapore Science Centre and the Museum of Shanghai Toys from November 19 to 25.

And if you can’t take part in Explore Singapore! 2007 during the entire month, you can still try to be a part of the experience with a donation from your archives. That’s because the National Library is calling on the public to donate a photograph, postcard, picture of illustration that captures the "Lost Memories" of Singapore before 1970.

So start exploring!
-- Reported by CNA

I think this is really cool. Do you know, before I knew about International Museum Day, I didn't realise Singapore has so many museums! The new ones I went to were the ones with Pony- the Red Dot Museum and the LTA one. I had alot of fun that day at those museums, especially at the Red Dot Museum- It was a real eye-opener for me, I didn't know there were so many cool innovations out there. Do you know, the ex love of my love, the LG Chocolate Phone, is one of the winners of the Red Dot Design Award? There, this shows my taste in my love of my lives, doesn't it? =) But I'd really love to visit the Changi Chapel Museum and the Museum of Shanghai Toys. Hopefully I can go down there one day!!!

Emotions

How does it feel to have one's emotions tied to how another is feeling?

Helpless because one feels it but one can't do anything.

Frustrated because of the helplessness.

Lucky because of the helplessness and frustration. Haha I know this is going to sound super perverted, but like I said, humans are perverse creatures. To quote KY, "犯贱"! But I think it makes sense. OK, maybe at the point in time when you are feeling helpless and frustrated, you will feel like slapping me for saying that one should feel lucky that the frustration and helpless feelings are felt when one has one's emotions tied to another person. But hear me out.

Don't you think that when your emotions are tied to another's, the feeling is that both of you have a close relationship, and that you are concerned for the other person? It's only when you are able to feel what another person is feeling that you can say that you care for the other person. Let's take family, for example. When you see your family members, such as your parents, working their guts out day and night to make ends meet, don't you feel sad and helpless that you can't do much to help them? And won't you feel lucky that you have this relationship with your family? This feeling of having your emotions tied to antoher person is not something that can be generalised to everyone you know. Imagine if you were to allow your emotions to be affected by some acquaintance you see once in a blue blue moon with a baboon inside- wouldn't you be tired? So I think it's lucky to be able to do that.

And that's all I have for today.

I'm tired already, byebye.

Diner Dash

I feel like the character in the game "Diner Dash", who has to take care of many customers at the same time.

Haha, not that I'm running a business or anything at the moment, but I mean the various commitments that I have signed myself up for. I can't seem to put my finger on anything for a proper period of time, such that I have ended up neglecting the people who will understand the most- my family. I haven't spent as much time as I'd like to talk to them and find out more about what's going on in their lives. And recently, there's been alot of upheaval in each of their lives, and I haven't been able to ask them properly how they are doing and how I can help. I'd love to sit down and talk to them and help them get their problems out, but I can't, and I'm really very sorry for that. I'd love to sit down and reply their emails with as much sincerity as I can, but I guess all I can manage now are the superficial "Are you ok? How are you doing?" which I think are as useless as they can get.

Hopefully I'll be able to sit down and have a proper chat with them soon.

For anyone I've neglected, I'm so sorry. I don't mean to do it, and you are certainly not taken for granted, though some of my actions do seem to point that way. =)

Is Hell Exothermic or Endothermic?

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant. One student, however, wrote the following:

"First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave.

Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell.

With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:
1) If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.
2) If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over..

So which is it?
If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, "...it will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having an affair with her, then #2 above cannot be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and will not freeze over."

THIS STUDENT RECEIVED THE ONLY "A."

I've been looking everywhere for this passage again. Isn't it entertaining? =)

Blahblahblah

I'm going screw this sem up so tight you can't tell where's the head or tail of the bloody sem.

I know I said I'd be happy if I passed, but I guess it's human greed; when you pass a goal, you automatically look towards the next highest one and start wishing you had passed that goal as well.

I reached the first goal of passing, and the score wasn't too bad... if you don't take into consideration the descriptive stats that characterise the scores of the quiz. That was when I started to get scared. It wasn't that much below the mean, but still, as I said, human greed.

Now I'm thinking if I can retain my second-upper results.

And the 3 reports that are due on 25th Oct. If 25 wasn't a significant number, I'd probably hate it right about now. What's with 25? Why do the reports have to be squeezed into that date?!

I guess I should probably look on the bright side, like, "Yay! After the deadlines on the 25th I can have a short break before I embark on the last leg of the project! I can't wait!"

I will probably feel like that on that day, but right now, I can't see that. How do you freaking see a good ending when the immediate way ahead has so many stones blocking the light?

But somehow, I'll get past it. It has to be done means it has to be done.

Haha, and I'll get past this bad mood too.

Oh well, life still has to go on, doesn't it? I'll get past this somehow.