<?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-2734756154066148380</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:25:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PsyCHoSociaList</title><subtitle type='html'>Legend in Scrabble and Babble.
그것은 바로 삶</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-2870813468305425890</id><published>2009-12-26T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T19:21:06.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PeoPle are Generally Untrustworthy</title><content type='html'>Hey people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a lot of things recently. Some of them almost pushed me to the edge, and when i meant the edge, i meant EPIC edge. I almost became violent, pushing away those around me. I had to, cos i was suffocating beneath all the troubles i can't seem to handle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am to blame too. Maybe, I could have done more. I could have been more patient and understanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that that the rumoured silver lining would appear very soon, before I lose myself to the sadness that feels like a vise around my consciousness. I want to disappear. Disappear into the nothingness that has always been my refuge since secondary school, since anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has never been easy. I look on others' lives and feel their happiness radiating, comparing to my minuscule self, pathetic and ambivalent. I wonder if I deserve anything better, if i should have better friends, or better family, or wealth. But i never know. The moment i start to consider my destinies, i feel my loneliness constricting my actions, retreating into the shell, that i carefully cultivated, always aiming to divert others' attention away from my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been honest to myself and wonder if i should start. Maybe i should go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-2870813468305425890?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2870813468305425890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-are-generally-untrustworthy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/2870813468305425890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/2870813468305425890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-are-generally-untrustworthy.html' title='PeoPle are Generally Untrustworthy'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-5700896855633294465</id><published>2009-12-20T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:06:40.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>Really. I have nothing to say. Life has been a blur for the past month. I'm sick and tired of living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-5700896855633294465?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5700896855633294465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5700896855633294465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5700896855633294465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/12/bored.html' title='BORED'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-6161166463172784724</id><published>2009-11-26T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T21:05:34.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake and GAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/NHw77wCEA_0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/NHw77wCEA_0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow up from '=3' of my previous post. Do watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-6161166463172784724?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHw77wCEA_0' title='Fake and GAY'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6161166463172784724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/fake-and-gay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/6161166463172784724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/6161166463172784724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/fake-and-gay.html' title='Fake and GAY'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-5387050346779589777</id><published>2009-11-25T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:08:35.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mYt_n8_C2S0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mYt_n8_C2S0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said. It's FUNNY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-5387050346779589777?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5387050346779589777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5387050346779589777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5387050346779589777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/3.html' title='=3'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-3831113863935572124</id><published>2009-11-16T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:21:31.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny! 재미있는</title><content type='html'>Breaking News: WAYS IN WHICH OBAMA HAS BECOME INFLUENCED BY HIS VISIT TO SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;Posted on Sunday, November 15, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Topic: International News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Kway Png&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, cocksters! We're still on hiatus working on our new projects, but we couldn't help bringing you this dispatch straight from our intelligence sources in Washington DC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAYS IN WHICH OBAMA HAS BECOME INFLUENCED BY HIS VISIT TO SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Before his trip: “Yes, we can!”&lt;br /&gt;After his trip: “Also can lah!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wants to rename all the members of the US Army Reserve ‘Operationally Ready USMen.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Has started greeting Vice President Biden with “Eh, relac ah, Joe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When he calls for a bill in Congress, he mimes a signing action in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Secret Service has begun indicating wherever he’s supposed to sit by placing a packet of tissue paper on his chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When speaking to foreign heads of state, inexplicably begins to mimic their accents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Staff on Air Force One now all kena wear sarong kebaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. His seat on Air Force One is now also covered with bamboo massage beads and a t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Describes the explosive situation along the Afghanistan/Pakistan border as ‘Boomz!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Michelle Obama now divides all the crops in the White House vegetable garden into ‘heaty’ and ‘cooling’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is renaming the White House, the Senate and the Capitol ‘Whitehouseopolis’, ‘Senatopolis’ and ‘Capitopolis’ respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Starts referring to immigrants as ‘talent’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Makes Sasha and Malia go for Speech &amp; Drama classes but tells them later on they better dun study arts in university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Has ordered posters of Osama bin Laden’s front and profile to be pasted everywhere, since that worked sooooo well in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. At 11 pm every night, gets hungry and demands that the White House chef whip up a prata telur for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. And a Milo Dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Asks his lawyers to look into the possibility of suing Fox News for defamation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Has police on the constant lookout for ways to arrest/sue/fix Sarah Palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. New career path for ex-CIA officers: become newspaper columnists and editors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Unsubstantiated rumours start circulating that he’s slapped Hillary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© http://www.TalkingCock.com 2001-2003. All rights reserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-3831113863935572124?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3831113863935572124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/3831113863935572124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/3831113863935572124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny.html' title='Funny! 재미있는'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-3159340173010253455</id><published>2009-11-16T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:19:38.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;내가 바라는 것은 사람들이 정직하고 관용이라는 것입니다. 왜 그들은 척하느냐 이 말이지?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-3159340173010253455?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3159340173010253455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/3159340173010253455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/3159340173010253455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-1214256229067405727</id><published>2009-11-04T04:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T04:57:25.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day of Reckoning</title><content type='html'>This post is solely for my beloved GERM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germ: I'm sorry to hear about the things that happened to you lately. I wish that you don't have to go through such pain, especially coupled with the death of your dog. You must really feel terrible. I believe that karma is a phenomenon one should not toy with. When we treat others with disdain and disrespect, it will ultimately come back to you, sometimes in the worst of ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, today was Germ's lowest point in life. 2 Breakups- One with Stan and the other with Angel. I hope with Angel as a name, she must really have gone to the heavens. Bless the dog's soul. May the people there treat Angel way better than the customs officers. These people just know how to laze and "eat snake". They will receive what's due to them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the other person. Stanley, as your teacher, may you be happy with whomever you choose but just remember, love that's been spit upon will not ever go back to your side. In your future relationships, aim to cherish, love and above all, commit to the person. Never should you lie to anyone the same that you did to germ because the hurt you caused -if on another - may result in serious consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Germ says: It hurts the most when he means everything to you but you mean nothing to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the readers out there, the following are the lyrics and video to Carrie Underwood's song "Before He Cheats". Let this be a lesson to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbUAOAPby_U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbUAOAPby_U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Before He Cheats"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleach blond tramp,&lt;br /&gt;and she's probably getting frisky...&lt;br /&gt;right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she can't shoot whiskey...&lt;br /&gt;Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick, showing her how to shoot a combo...&lt;br /&gt;And he don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,&lt;br /&gt;carved my name into his leather seats...&lt;br /&gt;I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,&lt;br /&gt;slashed a hole in all 4 tires...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, she's probably up singing some&lt;br /&gt;white-trash version of Shania karaoke..&lt;br /&gt;Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk"&lt;br /&gt;and he's a thinking that he's gonna get lucky,&lt;br /&gt;Right now, he's probably dabbing on 3 dollars worth of that bathroom polo...&lt;br /&gt;And he don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,&lt;br /&gt;carved my name into his leather seats,&lt;br /&gt;I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,&lt;br /&gt;slashed a hole in all 4 tires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the next time that he cheats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, you know it won't be on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No...not on me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,&lt;br /&gt;carved my name into his leather seats...&lt;br /&gt;I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,&lt;br /&gt;slashed a hole in all 4 tires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats...&lt;br /&gt;Ohh... before he cheats...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-1214256229067405727?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1214256229067405727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-day-of-reckoning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/1214256229067405727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/1214256229067405727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-day-of-reckoning.html' title='What a Day of Reckoning'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-5013549958416443053</id><published>2009-11-02T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:51:58.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Day! I was supposed to pass my Management Notes to a friend of mine at CityHall but i ended up oversleeping. Luckily she was not pissed. I had to disappoint my BFF though. The calls you made were unanswered because I was in Heaven. LOL. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late afternoon, it was badminton time! I gathered my club members and we played till 11pm. There were as many very exciting matches as there were uninspiring ones. I can't believe I lost to Garfield 13-15. Someone said i wasn't concentrating well. Anyways, there is always next week to defeat him yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic of employment,the possibility of me being a governess is about 75%. Imagine that,being paid about $2500 monthly for 4 hours a day. This is waaayyyyy better than AMIHELL. DOwn there,I felt like i was serving time in prison. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late, that's all there is to post. Good Riddance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-5013549958416443053?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5013549958416443053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5013549958416443053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5013549958416443053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-1087631663763401461</id><published>2009-10-28T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T02:27:30.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Much?!</title><content type='html'>Update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutouts to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LCH: If u even thought for a second i'd gone surfing, i think u might be having Alzheimer's. Haha. Imagine me, a frumpy old whale on a skinny surfboard, even if a big tsunami hit me, i would not drown. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYM: I might accept your invitation to go swimming but i will stop short of skinny-dipping. Last i checked, the scales are tipping and flipping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween's coming. Even if we don't celebrate it, we could at least dress it up a notch. Look at the video below. You might find it useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qg-2rDnWCJA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qg-2rDnWCJA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-1087631663763401461?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1087631663763401461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/10/scary-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/1087631663763401461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/1087631663763401461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/10/scary-much.html' title='Scary Much?!'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-7432349677195559700</id><published>2009-10-27T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T03:47:18.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Update.</title><content type='html'>Hey chums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss teaching you guys but i am having a great holiday surfing. SURFing the Internet lah, whatcha thinking?Haha. Anyways, i am looking forward to seeing u guys soon when i have scheduled all my classes well. Potentially, my CCK girl might need me as a governess. But we'll see about that cos that will mean i have to devote at least 4 hours an evening. I really feel proud of my CCK girl. She went from an under U grade in Maths and Science for SA1 to good passes for Prelim! Imagine that! Because of this, her parents are willing to take bullets for me, especially with the FDM saga- they also supported me throughout that nasty ordeal, cos they know my abilities and the great deal of effort i put in to help my students out, be they weak or intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special mention to 3 students, GYM, CQR and YJY for being there when i needed them, particularly GYM for being the best bestie i could ever hope for. You guys should hope for the best for the upcoming release of PSLE results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered that the FDM experience really affected my confidence as a tutor. I found myself questioning my own capabilities as i struggled to come to terms with the sudden loss of income and detachment from the personal input of my work. I had really hoped to go far with AMI, the FDMs know this, yet strangely they decided to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness led to anger then despair. No income meant my family had to struggle too. It is not easy to find another job that held as much satisfaction as AMI (well during the early periods at least). So i settled on concentrating on my existing private students, making sure they do well in their exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offers come from people who know i have vast experience and knowledge, to open a tuition centre. I have to consider a lot of financial concerns as well as existing management knowledge. Eventually i turned them down, because i do not want to be tied down into producing a business, my children are still too young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, currently, i enjoy my life freelancing, i can care for my kids as well as get a substantial income from mere hours in the evening. FDMs, eat your hearts out! Anybody interested in joining my Secondary 1-4 maths classes, you can leave a comment in the CBOX i have with your name and phone number and i will update u about the classes i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to hear from u guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;T. Siti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-7432349677195559700?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7432349677195559700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/10/status-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/7432349677195559700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/7432349677195559700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/10/status-update.html' title='Status Update.'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-2671879796304690993</id><published>2009-10-11T03:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:26:14.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe is SoOoOo DiffeRenT Now,OnLy BeTteR!!</title><content type='html'>For most of my students, what i am going to blog about is of a story many may or may not have known. For my inner circle, it's something they are familiar with. Love you guys,for being my pillars of strength when i needed you most. Back to the novella:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 1: I was fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 2: According to naysayers, I walked off on my own. That was a total LIE. For the fur-deficient mammal reading this, you know what a BIG LIAR you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 3: Reason for termination: After hours communication with ex-students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Communication, yes. But, again, for the sake of the fur-deficient mammal(or FDM), It's totally alright to fire me for this reason alone. However, it is not alright to go behind someone's back and LIE to the WHOLE CENTRE that I TOOK CENTRE'S MONEY and PUT IT in my POCKET. For FDM's education, that's tantamount to stealing- Which I should stress again, totally a BIG FAT LIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 4: I am pissed with FDM slandering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally juvenile and uneducated FDMs resorted to badmouthing and lying just to justify their reasons for exterminating me. Wrong move, fellas. All that lying just became compliments to me. Want to know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To even decide to brandish pictures of so-called evidence that proved i was tutoring ex-students to the WHOLE CENTRE, tells me one very important truth- THAT i was such a significant threat. If you think, for an instance, that i was threatening your business, then you have just lost your most loyal employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should put it more bluntly across: I NEVER EVEN HAD THE INTENTION TO DO ANYTHING TO TAKE AWAY YOUR BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 5: On that fateful day, I should make it clear that the ex-students were there to celebrate Hari Raya. We did some make-up session, and giving tips to one another how to look more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF FDM feels that that is tuition, i'll be damned. They really are blathering fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 6: Since I am free from these FDMs, I am a whole lot happier. Working with those FDMs took the life out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 7: I heard something else more shocking, although a little pleasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard through the grapevine that policemen entered your premises. Wow, so eventful! I wish I was there. People keep telling me how frightened you guys were, yet almost unconvincingly, you guys tried to pretend it didn't affect you. Hypocrites, much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out through willing sources, that the sole reason you guys got BUSTed was for taking someone's picture illegally and without permission. Now, ladies and gentlemen, for those curious to know, those aforesaid pictures were unapologetically used to fire me, as proof that i was tutoring those students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was NOT SMART at all. FDM, you could have clarified the whole thing calmly, without doing something against the law. But anyways, I have argued that you guys were not really IQ-sensitive, so I cannot fault you for doing something like that. In fact, I pity FDM. To land yourself in that kind of trouble, I wonder what you guys are going through. TOO BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number 8: FDM actually lied to the policemen!!Woah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my knowledge (though not that vast), lying to an officer of the law could get you in serious trouble. Yet, those IQ deficient FDMs went against their similarly deficient morals (if they had any), and told MANY LIES!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, now considering that FDMs are in the education market, FDMs do not deserve to be teachers or educators of any kind. If someone were to find out about this, imagine the terrible shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do, however, attest to the fact that I am sometimes late. But hey, I'm human. You couldn't be so anal about that right? FDMs should thank their lucky stars I haven't spilled their dirty laundry on their chronologically deficient marking of Assessment books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do let me be more magnanimous. Spread more lies! Someday, somehow, everyone will know what conniving, hypocritical sorry excuses for homo sapiens you guys are. By then, I WILL HAVE THE LAST LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off with Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;President of Mafia Badminton Association&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-2671879796304690993?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2671879796304690993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-sooooo-different-nowonly-better.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/2671879796304690993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/2671879796304690993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-sooooo-different-nowonly-better.html' title='LiFe is SoOoOo DiffeRenT Now,OnLy BeTteR!!'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-951406827051339991</id><published>2009-09-01T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T03:10:57.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's See...Do ya MisS me?</title><content type='html'>For the life of me, I can't fathom why blogging is so addictive. But as my students do it on a daily basis, and for the simple excuse that it's a trendy thing to do, I'm giving it a shot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For starters, I would like to comment on BFF's fantastic change of hairdo. Totally suits ya, babe. I guess i'm gonna have to snip my hair your style too! I realise EMO's the way to go. Makes me look wayyyyy younger and more hip (though i'm apologetically young too, heh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past month, I had "relaxed" my hair or more accurately known as "volume straightening". I love the fact that my hair has more volume and does not look unnaturally straight. Pricey but totally worth it. My locks are not damaged at all, and even better than they were before. Yeah, going for hair treatments makes me feel more pampered and i even bother to dress up a little these days. Though i feel that i am getting a little vain, I'm overwhelmed by the good it does me- making me feel more confident and assured of my self-worth and ability. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i understand why most women tend to be very vain. Fundamentally, women have a need to develop their confidence, along with the hope that their inner beauty shines through, all with a primal basis to attract males. However, the extent to which that is true varies greatly from one woman to another. Others are blinded by that urge and become shells - superficially beautifully but intrinsically shallow and weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My advice to the generation of Eves out there, you may dress up all you desire but be sure that it does not become your primary focus that you lose yourselves in the process of being glamorous. Understand that sometimes, all you may need is a great smile and killer confidence to which men may flock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course, too little of anything's not that great either. If you show up at Jurong Point in slacks, T-shirts and slippers, you are just proving to men that you are a slob. You can't have a bigger turn off than that (and of course bad breath and farts haha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKies, 'nuff said. Till i blog again~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-951406827051339991?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/951406827051339991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-seedo-ya-miss-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/951406827051339991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/951406827051339991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-seedo-ya-miss-me.html' title='Let&apos;s See...Do ya MisS me?'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-1566493598494140606</id><published>2009-07-06T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:00:47.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GerM,Ya beTteR appreciate this</title><content type='html'>1.Where is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;-In my left pocket of my exercise shorts.&lt;br /&gt;2.Where is your significant other?&lt;br /&gt;-In the bedroom, OD-ing on PSP&lt;br /&gt;3.Your hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;-You won't have any idea when you've got highlights,lowlights and black.&lt;br /&gt;4.Your mother?&lt;br /&gt;-Shortie who looks like a sister instead of a MUM.URgh&lt;br /&gt;5.Your father&lt;br /&gt;-Army Warrant Officer who cares about whether i ate my fair share of Durian&lt;br /&gt;6.Favourite thing?&lt;br /&gt;-Badminton, reading...well...i ain't picky&lt;br /&gt;7.Your dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;-Oh wow, GERMAINE ya better hold ya tongue!!!&lt;br /&gt;8.Your dream/goal?&lt;br /&gt;-earn 10K&lt;br /&gt;9.The room you're in?&lt;br /&gt;-Living room.&lt;br /&gt;1o.Your hobby?&lt;br /&gt;-Baminton, Swimming, Reading&lt;br /&gt;11.Your fear?&lt;br /&gt;-BalLoonS(Don't laugh, ya morons)&lt;br /&gt;12.Where do you want to be in 6 years?&lt;br /&gt;-In AMI, earning 10K&lt;br /&gt;13.Where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;-Various places, can't remember&lt;br /&gt;14.What are you not?&lt;br /&gt;-Sane&lt;br /&gt;15.One of your wishlist item?&lt;br /&gt;-To go for Plastic Surgery and look like Korean ladies (Kim Jung Eun)&lt;br /&gt;16.Crush on someone?&lt;br /&gt;-I'm married to the geezer already.&lt;br /&gt;17.The last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;-Fish!&lt;br /&gt;18.What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;-Blue Adidas Dri-Fit top with exercise shorts.&lt;br /&gt;19.Your tv?&lt;br /&gt;-Switched off la.&lt;br /&gt;2o.Your computer?&lt;br /&gt;-Screen damn big, makes my eyes water&lt;br /&gt;21.Your mood?&lt;br /&gt;-Endorphins rushing........&lt;br /&gt;22.Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;-Myself at 17(Super Hot!)&lt;br /&gt;23.Your car?&lt;br /&gt;-No license lei ):&lt;br /&gt;24.Something you're not wearing?&lt;br /&gt;-I'll keep that to myself, voyeurs!&lt;br /&gt;25.Favourite store?&lt;br /&gt;-77th Street&lt;br /&gt;26.Where did you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;-Singapore, some kampung somehwere&lt;br /&gt;27.Your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;-Blue, all shades&lt;br /&gt;28.When was the last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;-Just now during English class.&lt;br /&gt;29.Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;-Never had done that in years&lt;br /&gt;3o.Why do you blog?&lt;br /&gt;-Cos superbored ninnies that i have for students bug moi to update. Plus, i love my strudents soooo much!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-1566493598494140606?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1566493598494140606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/07/germya-better-appreciate-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/1566493598494140606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/1566493598494140606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/07/germya-better-appreciate-this.html' title='GerM,Ya beTteR appreciate this'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4107404198462313639</id><published>2009-07-05T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:06:48.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BoReD</title><content type='html'>Quiz tagged from some random blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.If you could change your name, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-GilaButFun&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you think you are good looking?&lt;br /&gt;-MaYBE when i just drowned and died for 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;3.Are you single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;-Neither.(Married!)&lt;br /&gt;4.Are you happily single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;-Neither&lt;br /&gt;5.What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;-Blue, all shades&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you think the world is round or flat?&lt;br /&gt;-Round when u look at it from the moon and flat when you see the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;7.Spongebob or Patrick?&lt;br /&gt;-Patrick, he's sooo dumb that i've fallen in love.페트릮!사랑해!&lt;br /&gt;8.Chuckie or Tommy?&lt;br /&gt;-Ooooh..I'd choose the murdering, conniving, SOB doll anytime!&lt;br /&gt;9.Pooh, ee yore or baby pooh?&lt;br /&gt;-None. Probably when i decided to give up being ADULT.&lt;br /&gt;1o.Black or white?&lt;br /&gt;-That depends when i want to feel skinny.&lt;br /&gt;11.Who are your bestfriends?&lt;br /&gt;-Me, myself and I with Germ and someone.&lt;br /&gt;12.Who is your enemy?&lt;br /&gt;-It's a SHE.&lt;br /&gt;13.Who is your hero?&lt;br /&gt;-Erm, myself. I create moi own destinies&lt;br /&gt;14.Who was the last person you saw?&lt;br /&gt;-At this point, there are 4 people now.&lt;br /&gt;15.Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;-My PiGs&lt;br /&gt;16.Who was the last person you told you love him/her?&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm, lets see... Its a secret , too bad :D&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;evil eye&lt;br /&gt;17.Who is the person you miss most?&lt;br /&gt;-Myself at 17&lt;br /&gt;18.What is the one thing that brightens up your day?&lt;br /&gt;-Knowing that I'd earn 10K&lt;br /&gt;19.When was the last time you went on vacation?&lt;br /&gt;-Every Sunday&lt;br /&gt;2o.Who was the last person to annoy you?&lt;br /&gt;-It's a SHE. Again.&lt;br /&gt;21.Against or for gay marriage?&lt;br /&gt;-Against. Burn in hell, ya ninnies!&lt;br /&gt;22.Bush or Kerry?&lt;br /&gt;-Bush. For the sole reason that i've heard of him&lt;br /&gt;23.Against or for abortion?&lt;br /&gt;-Against&lt;br /&gt;24.When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;-Can't remember. I don't cry easily anymore.&lt;br /&gt;25.When was the last time you were absolutely happy?&lt;br /&gt;-Knowing I'm loved.&lt;br /&gt;26.Who was the last person you yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;-My PiGs&lt;br /&gt;27.Do you think you're well liked ?&lt;br /&gt;- Hell Yeah, I'm a popularity SlaVe&lt;br /&gt;28.Do you go to Talawanda?&lt;br /&gt;-1stly, it'll depend on whther it even exists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4107404198462313639?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4107404198462313639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4107404198462313639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4107404198462313639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html' title='BoReD'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4895864564566838559</id><published>2009-06-21T09:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:42:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=" width="400" src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo278/happeestash/happeepillshow/ep2xf.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;More Web knick-knacks? Go to &lt;a href="http://www.happeepill.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.happeepill.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Yay...go die from laughing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4895864564566838559?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4895864564566838559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/06/wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4895864564566838559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4895864564566838559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/06/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-2952719502611122508</id><published>2009-06-21T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:24:21.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF! BoReD till I even bothered doing this Survey</title><content type='html'>RULE 1: You can only say Guilty or Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;RULE 2: You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's what you're supposed to do... And please do not spoil the fun.&lt;br /&gt;Copy and paste this, delete my answers &amp;amp; type in your answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked someone to marry you?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed one of your Facebook friends?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced on a table in a bar?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told a lie?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had feelings for someone whom you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed someone of the same sex?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a picture?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in until 5 PM?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at work/school?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held a snake?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been suspended from school?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked at a fast food restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from a store?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fired from a job?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a roof top?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone you shouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept naked?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a boxing membership?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a band?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated Blood?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten alligator meat?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten cheesecake?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still love someone you shouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have/had a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone, but will never tell who?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too honest?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruined a surprise?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you cant walk after wards?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erased someone in your friends list?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in a woman's clothes (if your a guy) or man's clothes (if your a girl)?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined a pageant?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had communication w/ your ex?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATING Someone?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get totally drunk one night and you have an important exam tomorrow morning?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total stranger treat you by paying your jeepney/tricycle fare?&lt;br /&gt;Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get totally angry that you cried so hard?&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong. Surveys are for the loaded-with-free-time-kinda people. I ain't one of them and since my family BFF is nagging for a new post. Well, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the best surprises took place. For those reading this, only a select few would understand the following lines. Germ(anStyle)'s new coupling was the best thing that happened for these two lovable marauders. Better appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, Secondary 1 major BBQ event rocked my shorts (or skirt!) off. Truth be told, we actually started off with a super boring event, "eating chai tau kueh, xia mien and char kway tiao-till-bloated-and-feeling-guilty". The thousands of calories were burnt off with gila swimming accompanied by a reluctant PSE, whom never had to show off his ONE pack abs. Ever. I can still remember the super shy look on his mien (as in face, you block-headed ninnies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughably, there was this boy who did bring his swimming attire, a pair of trunks with a giant hole- right at the asshole. Literally. He had to keep covering his butt with a towel when he's out of the pool, otherwise he just roamed free in the pool, very unconscious of the fact that holes can still be seen underwater!HAhaha. Sew it lah brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When time came for the actual grilling event, it was the opportunity for me to showcase my barbecuing abilities. I ended up cooking ALL the food, with some help from Germ, Yvonne, and Tse Min. Anyways, i guessed the students were feeling super horny or something, they started to splash water on everybody. Poor Velda almost displayed her decolletage to surprising accuracy, especially since she wore a white T-shirt. Like DUh! Next time, wear black, it's safest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I learnt that in a pool no higher than 0.5m, we can generate such fun water play by playing catching. Sounds dumb, but you'll be amazed at what activities can entertain highly-randy boys and girls.Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, feeling tired with all the posting. Will continue soon. Goodnite buggers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-2952719502611122508?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/2952719502611122508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/06/wtf-bored-till-i-even-bothered-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/2952719502611122508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/2952719502611122508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/06/wtf-bored-till-i-even-bothered-doing.html' title='WTF! BoReD till I even bothered doing this Survey'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-7676645089618080119</id><published>2009-05-24T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:44:46.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A ConVentFul of FeaRs</title><content type='html'>Well, finally it's high time i updated this almost lifeless blog of mine, save for the all-too-generous posting done by germaine. Thanks for fiddling while i was busy. Love ya lots. Anyways, today's events were very revealing of the platitude of fears people have about others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very root of the problem is a habit to assume. The things we preconceive without proper justifications causes a lot of misunderstanbdings to occur; friends fall out, bosses fire employees, people having it out just because of illusions. Why do people assume? I have been struggling to answer this question for ages as i watch quarrels go by, heated exchanges run past and catfights galore too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misconception is a word many people would like to prevent yet they dabble in it unknowingly. They sit on their very high pedestal, preaching  about the inadequacies of others, besmirching the reputations of lives be it purposely or otherwise. And eventually, people get hurt real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, for one, suggest people to consider both sides for any obstacle they encounter. Always try your best to hear either party's defence. Allow them to justify their actions, you may very well discover things may not be what it seems. Who knows, you may even prevent a squabble from taking place. Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-7676645089618080119?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7676645089618080119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/05/conventful-of-fears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/7676645089618080119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/7676645089618080119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/05/conventful-of-fears.html' title='A ConVentFul of FeaRs'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4424609412670463402</id><published>2009-05-24T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T12:50:48.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee , hellos =D&lt;br /&gt;guess who i am ppl =3&lt;br /&gt;t.siti ? wheeeeeeeeeee , wrong !XD&lt;br /&gt;i'm GERMAINEYIN :DDDD i'm posting for t.siti cos she cant be bothered to ): and she's currently teaching someone so i'm fiddling with her comp , hahahaha :p&lt;br /&gt;t.siti is wearing a dress  :o&lt;br /&gt;she looks guilty when she's in th dress &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;idk why :c&lt;br /&gt;lame  hors :/&lt;br /&gt;nvms , she's gonna have to edit again anyways (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4424609412670463402?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4424609412670463402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/05/wheeee-hellos-d-guess-who-i-am-ppl-3-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4424609412670463402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4424609412670463402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/05/wheeee-hellos-d-guess-who-i-am-ppl-3-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4332827617315436562</id><published>2009-03-28T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:21:10.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>001. Real name -- Siti Aminah Binte Ishak&lt;br /&gt;002. Nicknames -- TS, Teacher Siti, ElectriSiti, Evil&lt;br /&gt;003. Zodiac sign -- Cancer (the non-cancerous one)&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or Female -- Female luhh!&lt;br /&gt;005. Elementary -- Xingnan Primary School&lt;br /&gt;006. Middle school -- This can't be applied to Singapore Education.&lt;br /&gt;007. High school -- Bukit Panjang Govt, High School, then Anderson Junior College&lt;br /&gt;008. Friends -- FEw. I choose my friends wisely&lt;br /&gt;009. Hair colour -- black,black and black (:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;010. Long or short hair -- Long&lt;br /&gt;011. Loud or quiet -- Loud(Hell Yeah!) :D&lt;br /&gt;012. Sweats or jeans -- jeans&lt;br /&gt;013. Phone or camera -- phone&lt;br /&gt;014. Health freak -- Was once. Now selective exercise.&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or smoke -- nooooooo(:&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone? -- I'm married, so that question is nullified. Otherwise, it will count as an extramarital liaison. Haha&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or drink -- drink.&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings -- yeahs on my ear :3&lt;br /&gt;020. tattoos -- nnonononono..&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing -- 4 or 5 or 6 years old ? i forgot ):&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend -- i forgot her name o.o&lt;br /&gt;025. First award -- idk? i have a really bad memory x_x&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush -- i did have one (: (:It was in secondary school. But i'm not telling whom. HAh.&lt;br /&gt;027. First pet -- a cat by the name of Whitesock&lt;br /&gt;028. First big birthday -- One year old&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating -- nothing .&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking -- nothing .&lt;br /&gt;051. Im about to -- do th next question (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to -- Germaine's blog song cos it happens to be in another window&lt;br /&gt;054. Plans for today -- slack?:x&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for -- A new laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or eyes -- eyes&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or taller? -- taller !&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or spontaneous -- Romantic ? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms -- uuhh,nice stomach ? how th hell do i know.&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or loud -- loud.&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or relationship -- DUH of course relationship, Hookup means Casual Sex&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble maker or hesitant -- hesitant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts -- BOTH&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home -- Yes&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence -- It will depend on who's about to die&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody -- I wish&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken someone's heart -- Yes&lt;br /&gt;085. Been arrested -- SHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone died -- yes ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself -- yeah.&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles -- yeah,sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight -- yeahs,but wont last long.&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven -- yes.i wanna go there after i die (: (:&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus -- No. I'm no Christian&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss on th first date -- No. I'm more conservative than u ppl think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there a person you want to be with right now -- yeah.&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with your life -- yeah,i think ?&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in god -- Yes i do&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 1oo truth and tag 1o ppl to do this quiz (:&lt;br /&gt;1. Andrea&lt;br /&gt;2. Yanxi&lt;br /&gt;3. T.siti&lt;br /&gt;4. Grace&lt;br /&gt;5. Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;6. Anyone&lt;br /&gt;7. Anyone&lt;br /&gt;8. Anyone&lt;br /&gt;9. Anyone&lt;br /&gt;10. Really, I couldn't care more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4332827617315436562?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4332827617315436562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/03/001.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4332827617315436562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4332827617315436562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/03/001.html' title=''/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4278499483106440519</id><published>2009-03-28T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:54:48.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlooDy MiSs F***ing the WorLd</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been,shall we say, a blarthing 1.5 months since i bothered to update this monster of blogworlds. There has been though, a few surprising moments in my dreary life that withstood the boundaries of tedium. Really. For those nincompoops who had been swatting or bugging me about the inconsistencies of blogging- here's my piece. " I don't give a shit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic of interesting latests. Exactly 5 days ago, i completed my management module with a solid 3 hour essay on Management Concepts and Permanent Head Damage (PHD) Goofballs whom i had to research upon for the sake of scoring my all round perfect grade of Distinction. People like Freud, F. Taylor, Henri Fayol and Likert Rensis are just a few of them. Imagine cramming a 3 yr degree course in 6 months. Talk about Olympian achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathartically, my coursemates thought i stood a better chance at being the trainer because my teachings were better understood and well-matched to daily life. Thus, i was temporarily worshipped as GODDESS. Haha. However, just to retract from bootlicking my own ass, i really liked helping my coursemates understand the concepts as i really cared about them doing well in the impending examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough rambling. Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4278499483106440519?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4278499483106440519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloody-miss-fing-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4278499483106440519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4278499483106440519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloody-miss-fing-world.html' title='BlooDy MiSs F***ing the WorLd'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4108024458832796798</id><published>2009-02-14T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:00:04.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a Bitch (pardon the PUN)</title><content type='html'>Lo &amp;amp; Behold, who in this godforsaken world would ever have a trouble-free life? Last i checked, even THE Donald of Trump organisation had a failed marriage. If even a mortal on the highest pedestal has an appendicitis, who's to say we could really be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may wonder: why the ranting? I, for one, have a valid reason. ATTITUDES. If God could have a penny for every bad-ass person out there, he'd be stinking rich.( Not that he isn't, by the way). I hate students-with-potential-but-lazy. Seriously, i get really annoyed when I have been patient all along and they still screw you. I mean, there are many out there who couldn't lift a pencil when they want to and these students couldn't care less when they have a whole future ahead of them. Gosh. I really tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I wish I'm Fairy Godmother. Scratch that. Sounds too old. I wish i'm Tinkerbell. Able to do amazing things. Too bad i ain't got a good pair of wings that could carry my mass. LOL. U'd need a set of 747 Boeing wings for that. Alright, lastly, for those impatient ninnies out there who've been bugging me to update my blog. It's done yeah. I'd be busy but will drop a line or two. Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4108024458832796798?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4108024458832796798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/02/lifes-bitch-pardon-pun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4108024458832796798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4108024458832796798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/02/lifes-bitch-pardon-pun.html' title='Life&apos;s a Bitch (pardon the PUN)'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-8240923879850036242</id><published>2009-01-22T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:55:54.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PlenTy of Cock and Bull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXiIe-vaSvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XD2y-qIOEtI/s1600-h/yearofoxRGB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 608px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXiIe-vaSvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XD2y-qIOEtI/s400/yearofoxRGB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294131427793324786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have a Happy Chinese New Year!! Gong Hei Fatt Choy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-8240923879850036242?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8240923879850036242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/plenty-of-cock-and-bull.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/8240923879850036242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/8240923879850036242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/plenty-of-cock-and-bull.html' title='PlenTy of Cock and Bull'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXiIe-vaSvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XD2y-qIOEtI/s72-c/yearofoxRGB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-3938338042312742221</id><published>2009-01-17T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:21:03.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ah Beng's Job Interview  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Contributed by Wyman Lye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Ah Beng went for an job interview for a sales job. When the manager saw Ah Beng's colourful attire, his mind screamed, "Not this man!!"Nevertheless he still had to entertain Ah Beng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;     So he told Ah Beng, "If you can form a sentence using the words I give you, then I will give you a chance!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;     "The words are "Green, Pink, Yellow, Blue, White, Purple, Black".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;     Ah Beng thought for a while and said "I heard the phone go green, green, and then I went to pink up the phone and said Yellow. Blue's that? White did you say? Aiyah, wrong number. Don't purplely disturb people and don't call Black, ok?"Ah Beng got the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sounds like Cow to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Overheard in an English class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Teacher&lt;/span&gt;: "Class, do you know the meaning of parents?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ah Beng&lt;/span&gt;: "Yes, teacher, it means father and mother" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Teacher&lt;/span&gt;: "Good. Can you give me an example?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ah Beng&lt;/span&gt;: "Sure. Cowboy's parents means cowboy's father and mother. Also can say Cowboy's father is Cow Pay &amp;amp; Cowboy's mother is Cow Boo. So together we say Cow Pay Cow Boo (KPKB)" The teacher fainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-3938338042312742221?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/3938338042312742221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah-bengs-job-interview-contributed-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/3938338042312742221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/3938338042312742221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah-bengs-job-interview-contributed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4256646771880662033</id><published>2009-01-16T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:40:38.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoWeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCbHOGGOII/AAAAAAAAABw/m8tKrsUY11o/s1600-h/moneywanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCbHOGGOII/AAAAAAAAABw/m8tKrsUY11o/s400/moneywanted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291900110505392258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Investments Escaped From Toilet: Town Council&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Posted on Wednesday, December 10, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Topic: Local News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Local News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;by Kway Kah Chng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Bukit Gorblok Town Council has come clean about exactly where all the money it has collected from residents has gone – out the window. Specifically, a toilet window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Controversy over town council finances has been raging since it was learned that town councils had been investing part of the service and conservancy charges paid by residents for repair and maintenance in high-risk investment products like Lehman Minibombs and High School Musical Notes 5, which have since imploded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;“Residents have been complaining we’re not transparent about where their money went,” said Bukit Gorblok Town Council spokesman Lui Boh Leow. “Well, here at Bukit Gorblok, we’re very transparent about how we invest. So transparent, it’s like looking out a freshly Windexed window.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;According to Mr. Lui, residents’ money escaped through a window in their central office’s toilet, when “some of our finance department wasn’t paying attention”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The money has yet to be found, despite a “massive nationwide moneyhunt” by the Town Council executive staff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;“It was very unfortunate, we got complacent,” admitted Mr. Lui. “So we’ll take immediate action like firing some low status accountants or clerks.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;“We’ll also be placing posters of our missing money at various places around the constituency, in case people spot it,” he said. “It may be in disguise.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Mr. Lui asked for calm and level-headedness. “Yes, it is a crisis, but we must never forget our priorities, which are to ensure that our leaders are never questioned too harshly or their positions placed in jeopardy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4256646771880662033?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4256646771880662033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/woweeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4256646771880662033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4256646771880662033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/woweeeee.html' title='WoWeeeee'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCbHOGGOII/AAAAAAAAABw/m8tKrsUY11o/s72-c/moneywanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-374296512367892094</id><published>2009-01-16T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:20:45.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My PorKy NumerO DuO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCXmSJTxZI/AAAAAAAAABo/K6-d1zBSycA/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCXmSJTxZI/AAAAAAAAABo/K6-d1zBSycA/s400/Image022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291896246122038674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCXmdBkvXI/AAAAAAAAABg/NIvtag-E9OE/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCXmdBkvXI/AAAAAAAAABg/NIvtag-E9OE/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291896249042386290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-374296512367892094?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/374296512367892094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-porky-numero-duo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/374296512367892094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/374296512367892094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-porky-numero-duo.html' title='My PorKy NumerO DuO'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCXmSJTxZI/AAAAAAAAABo/K6-d1zBSycA/s72-c/Image022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-8091965644392085727</id><published>2009-01-16T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:11:52.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MeDia SchizophreNia</title><content type='html'>I think a lot of you are pleasantly surprised at the new content on this blog. I have included various content courtesy of TALKINGCOCK.COM &gt;&gt;I do not own any of the content i filched from the aforesaid website. Lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be that as it may, i want to write about something else that is of more importance. My students. My worries are really profound to some extent. As i taught more and more students, i discover that their parents play a huge role in their education. I have come across different attitudes and personalities- some of which are quite unsavoury. Some parents actually have zero contribution towards encouraging their children to focus more on studies. Why the fuss? Some of you may say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REGRET. That's the big fuss. Each year, some students come up to me (after the announcement of PSLE results), and start to bawl their disappointment. And my usual reaction? GREAT ANNOYANCE!! Because i have reminded such students time and time again to prioritise their studies, not their PSPs or current rank in their computer Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i tell them to totally boycott their hobbies. But the thing is, if they do not study adequately, they can even forget about that dream job which allows them to pursue their passions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is: STUDY = SATISFACTION. Do take that to heart, students. You'll be rewarded when the time comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-8091965644392085727?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8091965644392085727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/media-schizophrenia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/8091965644392085727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/8091965644392085727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/media-schizophrenia.html' title='MeDia SchizophreNia'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-5509520076328614539</id><published>2009-01-16T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:56:50.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PaP JuBiLee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCRyHGHA4I/AAAAAAAAABY/ZfEG708dYCc/s1600-h/PAPfireoutfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCRyHGHA4I/AAAAAAAAABY/ZfEG708dYCc/s400/PAPfireoutfit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291889852244493186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In this economic climate, meeting the public can be literally too hot to handle,” said PAP spokesman Mr. Gerry Mandhir. “As one of our members found out the hard way when some crazy ah pek set him on fire.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accordingly, the Party is issuing all its MPs new full-body flame retardant outfits, for use during walkabouts, Meet-The-People sessions, baby contests, constituency dinners, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If citizens are willing to immolate their MP for giving $200 ang paos,” said Mr. Mandhir, “who knows what they’ll do when they learn that their MPs are also taking $46000 cordon bleu holidays and donno what else. These special suits will ensure that citizens will stay out of our elite, but not fireproof, faces.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the Internal Security Department is interrogating the 70 year-old assailant to see if he is part of a terrorist senior citizen network out to harm MPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said ISD spokesman Mr. Kwee Leng Kee, “If citizens want to play with fire, we will give them the air-con treatment.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© http://www.TalkingCock.com 2001-2003. All rights reserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-5509520076328614539?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5509520076328614539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/pap-jubilee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5509520076328614539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5509520076328614539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/pap-jubilee.html' title='PaP JuBiLee'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SXCRyHGHA4I/AAAAAAAAABY/ZfEG708dYCc/s72-c/PAPfireoutfit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4584318744306763081</id><published>2009-01-13T02:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T03:08:19.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Hilarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWuS324weEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/I5ACNYlZA4c/s1600-h/furbengs.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWuS324weEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/I5ACNYlZA4c/s400/furbengs.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290483675600812098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FURBENGS™ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Furbeng comes with a different repertoire of adorable phrases!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put them together and they'll cham siong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4584318744306763081?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4584318744306763081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-hilarious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4584318744306763081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4584318744306763081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-hilarious.html' title='Damn Hilarious'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWuS324weEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/I5ACNYlZA4c/s72-c/furbengs.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-6116100963038166456</id><published>2009-01-12T04:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:38:31.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Click on This to Get Better View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpSamMkLjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6nXsqkxkmdc/s1600-h/kancheongspider1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpSamMkLjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6nXsqkxkmdc/s400/kancheongspider1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290131329183395378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-6116100963038166456?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6116100963038166456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/6116100963038166456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/6116100963038166456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Click on This to Get Better View'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpSamMkLjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6nXsqkxkmdc/s72-c/kancheongspider1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-1189094430684948857</id><published>2009-01-12T03:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T03:24:30.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My PorKy number 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpHOpMzTBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dEtBaPoSv-Q/s1600-h/DSC00004+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpHOpMzTBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dEtBaPoSv-Q/s400/DSC00004+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290119029203356690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feisty,eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-1189094430684948857?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/1189094430684948857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-porky-number-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/1189094430684948857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/1189094430684948857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-porky-number-1.html' title='My PorKy number 1'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpHOpMzTBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dEtBaPoSv-Q/s72-c/DSC00004+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-9092737010083494843</id><published>2009-01-12T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T03:20:25.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaddya ThinK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpGE_0oZGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSxXN6dhxew/s1600-h/1311266328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpGE_0oZGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSxXN6dhxew/s400/1311266328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290117763965674594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiro Wang is godawful CUTE! Too bad i can't worship him unless i want to be arrested for blasphemy. Lols. I know, u girls out there, go wipe the drool of your face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-9092737010083494843?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/9092737010083494843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/whaddya-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/9092737010083494843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/9092737010083494843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/whaddya-think.html' title='Whaddya ThinK?'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SWpGE_0oZGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OSxXN6dhxew/s72-c/1311266328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-813454676713457405</id><published>2009-01-11T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:32:17.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ClouD NiNe</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO, Andrea may come back for EMS! CQR is set to come too. Heck, i darn look forward to this class. The would-be additions will spice up the atmosphere. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-813454676713457405?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/813454676713457405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/cloud-nine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/813454676713457405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/813454676713457405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/cloud-nine.html' title='ClouD NiNe'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4607468355590297650</id><published>2009-01-11T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T12:00:18.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LiFe of TriaLs and TriBuLaTionS</title><content type='html'>Good day friends! As usual, my usual cheery self belied the pressures i face- ultimately from the family. 2 days ago, both my parents-in-law were hospitalised. My Dad-in-law (or DIL) had some extreme varicose vein problem that resulted in his legs being extremely swollen and the wounds on them leaking plasmal fluid. Icky eh? My Mum-in-law (or MIL) were warded for the sole reason that there was absolutely no one to take care of her, now that her main caregiver's preparing to go under the knife for his legs (My DIL that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therein lies my dilemma. I'm to provide a maid or continue to get her warded. Either way, I'm screwed. Hospital stay could cost substantially more whereas a maid's investment is no insignificant sum either. Haiz. I'll just deal with it. When it comes to problems, i just deal with it and move on. Sometimes, i suspect that i'm too strong and stable for my own good. I'm not allowed to be selfish as an entire household depends on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies. I'm done being garrulous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4607468355590297650?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4607468355590297650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-of-trials-and-tribulations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4607468355590297650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4607468355590297650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-of-trials-and-tribulations.html' title='A LiFe of TriaLs and TriBuLaTionS'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-7942650924280057508</id><published>2009-01-07T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:27:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The GreaT UnThinKaBLe</title><content type='html'>MAJORLY DISAPPOINTED!!! The higher powers that be decided that i could not teach P6 Math. Apparently, the wildfire politicking among the P6ixers had prompted them into changing the P6 Math teacher so that they would have a better idea of the rubbish that's been happening. AND I was flabbergasted! Cos i LOVE LOVE teaching P6 Maths like it was the blood in my veins, or the nailbed of the nails or like air and water. Okies, I'm spluttering with idiotic nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh MAN. i was eagerly looking forward to commandeering the P6 batch, just so that i could prove to myself i'd made good my life. I wanted to be able to take credit for the fantastic improvements in weak students like CQR, CYX, CYY and GYM (you know who you are). Then, i'd have known how good i truly am. OOhh. I can't just tell the powers that be that "No, I wanna teach P6 Math". They'll be thinking that I'm selfish or something. Haiz, I'd better resign myself to my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm doing a little research on creative ways to motivate students. Any ideas, peepz? Do drop me a comment or two yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-7942650924280057508?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7942650924280057508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-unthinkable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/7942650924280057508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/7942650924280057508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-unthinkable.html' title='The GreaT UnThinKaBLe'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-6135192791091644602</id><published>2009-01-01T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:33:19.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MooLaH HoopLa</title><content type='html'>Great. Early this morning i bothered to check the Ministry of Finance homepage and ended up VERY disappointed! I'd figured out how to sign up for my GST credits and get me some quick buck and quickly realised i was supposed to have done so like a few seconds before midnight;when it was still 31/12/2008. I just can't believe the stupidity of the whole matter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, i got over it in 5 minutes time and sought to think about Budget 2009. I mean, everybody and myself alike was filled with trepidation for the recession that has not quite manifested in Singapore and expected more trouble looming in the near future. The government would, as always, come up with fantastic ideas in their Budget programme and i look forward to its announcement. Hopefully, there would be more help for the needy and more targeted help to middle class peeps working in Singapore. But then again, I do not know which class I'd be in. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus far, as i looked back at 2008, i feel really satisfied cos i have achieved things i thought the aimless old me would never have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 started off with me heavily pregnant and waiting to deliver my 2nd child, Asyura. However, i could not enjoy a long confinement break as within a month i had to go back to work. As they say, desperate times called for desperate measures. My hubby couldn't find a job and i had to; my bosses had earlier on offered me a permanent job back at the centre, so i jumped at the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed working with T. Susan and was finding it easy with work with her. Soon, another teacher joined us, Teacher Jacqueline. She was a tall, beautiful girl who was waiting for her A levels results. But one fine day, she left. I had no idea what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By mid-year, Teacher Susan left too. There were some things that I would not divulge as I believe it was not my story to tell. Anyway, it came down to only me, Mr Poh and Ms Ng. We worked hard together, in helping the students. Although at times we seriously needed more manpower, we stuck to keeping our costs down and the students happy. It paid off, HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of Semestral Exams, we had enormously exciting results. Many failures were turned to successes and students couldn't be any more happier when they received results of their toil and sweat. Believe me, I even had a few miracle workers in my students! The bosses were very satisfied and we look forward to achieving more this year round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Students, don't ever think we teachers have it easy. We were once students too and know every difficulty you might come across in the quest of knowledge. Trust us and we will guide you to success. Cheers to the New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-6135192791091644602?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/6135192791091644602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/moolah-hoopla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/6135192791091644602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/6135192791091644602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/moolah-hoopla.html' title='MooLaH HoopLa'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-8663361841294786784</id><published>2009-01-01T04:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T05:07:32.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole NeW YeaR, A Whole NeW PerSoN</title><content type='html'>Resolutions I'd want to keep to: (May sound ridiculous,be warned! -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earn a minimum of 3000 bucks a month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve my teaching skills and master the art of controlling P6 students.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose two-thirds of myself by diet and exercise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Provide for my piglets and needy family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aim for a credit card to exploit 0% instalment payment modes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earn 5000 bucks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more professional looking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ensure my coming P6 batch improve by leaps and bounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conduct exciting classes by experimenting with musical genres&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve delivery methods of teaching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Out of these 10 resolutions, i aim to keep to 9 of them. It is not easy but it's doable. As long as i keep myself grounded and work smart, i'd no doubt fulfill them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 thing i do realise is that there are many long holiday stretches this year. Thank God for that. I could get rest without taking leave. Fun eh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-8663361841294786784?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8663361841294786784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/whole-new-year-whole-new-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/8663361841294786784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/8663361841294786784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2009/01/whole-new-year-whole-new-person.html' title='A Whole NeW YeaR, A Whole NeW PerSoN'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-5354505455604199383</id><published>2008-12-26T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:06:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All AbouT Me</title><content type='html'>Today, i went through a lot of students' blogs. Some of the comments were very surprising. So, two-faced people still do exist. YEAh. I'm FAT. Get over it. Lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-5354505455604199383?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/5354505455604199383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5354505455604199383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/5354505455604199383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-about-me.html' title='All AbouT Me'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4258515247891767137</id><published>2008-12-25T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:42:25.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm, How's Christmas??</title><content type='html'>No idea. Now rummaging through my brains to get ideas on spending my leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. ('',)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4258515247891767137?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4258515247891767137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/hm-hows-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4258515247891767137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4258515247891767137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/hm-hows-christmas.html' title='Hm, How&apos;s Christmas??'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-7129478724628028682</id><published>2008-12-22T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:02:15.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath of Exercise</title><content type='html'>Almost a week and a half ago, was a feeble attempt to reevaluate my health. I was offered a free trial by London Weight Management. Boy did i regret it! The therapist, whom i had highly suspected was anorexic, tried to convince me that i was morbidly obese and unhealthy. She even went to the point of telling me that EXERCISE makes me fatter!! She told me: "Ni zou lu de shi hou, bu hui xing ku ma?" translated as "Don't you find it difficult when you walk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastically i answered, " Bu hui ah, wo yun dong de shi hou hen OK mah. Wo ke yi da badminton de hen hao ah, ke yi pao lai pao qu." ----- "Nope, I'm fine when i exercise too. I can also play badminton really well, able to run all over the place." The therapist was VERY cynical-like in her facial expression. I wanted to tell the BI-Atch that I was in fact healthier than her!! But given my pleasant demeanour, nobody would expect that. So, i let it go, the peacemaker i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot from this experience. People often judge you by how beautiful or trendy you look; often dismissing the gem of the inner person you are. We should always take the initiative to start the trend of complimenting people when they do well. That way,they would feel and in fact look even better. Pay it forward PEEPZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i do try to lose the post-natal flab. You just won't believe the cycle i go through; the weight-training, the cardio, the badminton. The damn weighing scale just wouldn't move an inch or cm for that matter. I just might contemplate anorexia to see how it works... Mwahahahah NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So students, no matter what the Godforsaken a**ho**s out there say about you, JUST PAY NO HEED!! These people are more often than not, more insecure about themselves than about you. Just focus on your priorities and you're well on your way to success!! Godspeed to the WEAK!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-7129478724628028682?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/7129478724628028682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/aftermath-of-exercise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/7129478724628028682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/7129478724628028682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/aftermath-of-exercise.html' title='The Aftermath of Exercise'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-8182426659406999174</id><published>2008-12-22T13:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:28:30.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Test of Independent Working</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;The day has finally arrived. It's the first time that my superiors actually took the week off (not that i'm complaining ) ('',). I had looked forward to this as it allowed me to test my leadership capabilities. Wishing that I'd might one day be a manager myself, i took the liberty of committing to a diploma course in the hope that i could fulfill that wish. Soooo diplomatic eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;In fact the night before, i put my gift wrapping skills to the test, making a Christmas one and only gift for the bosses. I wanted to let them know that i appreciate them and that they were the best leaders i ever hoped to have worked under. Some of you might be surprised why. Well, the chief reason is that in the tuition centre, they allow me to have total creativity in carrying out my lessons; I get to plan exactly what i wanted. It is rather satisfying that as a teacher, you get to touch someone else's life through education, that you might be making a difference in their humdrum lives. So students, take heart that i do care about your goals and desires and whatever i've set upon you is to ultimately ensure you get the opportunity to map out for yourselves the careers you hope and want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;This morning, as soon as i set foot into the the centre, the scene was abuzz with excitement over the impending holiday my superiors will get to experience- KOREA. Gosh, i wish i could see snow and make angel wings on the snow-covered fields (totally fantasizing "-" ). But i bet that the tropical residents in the world would definitely "Hypothermise" when they get to the Tundras. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Well, i think i'd already made a credible essay of sorts...rather gregarious huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;PS: Students, go consult the dictionary if u find any difficult words. PEACE OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-8182426659406999174?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/8182426659406999174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-test-of-independent-working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/8182426659406999174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/8182426659406999174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-test-of-independent-working.html' title='The First Test of Independent Working'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734756154066148380.post-4217855428534854149</id><published>2008-12-22T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:25:02.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I've got one TOO!!</title><content type='html'>Had a Great day. Well, Somewhat. For some reason, teacher Susan suddenly kept in touch with me. I found that rather disconcerting. I mean i haven't saw her in 6 months since the FIRING and she's all sugar and nice. Too fake. I finally decided to get off my ass and went with my pigs to IMM. Originally, it was to commit to a fixed broadband under M1. Truthfully, cheapskate old me wanted to get that free Inspiron Mini 9. I know, totally cheapo right...Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had great inexpensive sushi and it was back to wondering what to do this night. When the PIGS were finally asleep it was time for me to fake my insomnia and fiddled with my laptop. Then, an idea occurred to me. Since my students were harping on whoever posted crap on their blogs, i wondered if i could create one for myself too and it'd be a great way to reconnect with my lost worshippers...Yeah right. I was never a presidential candidate too..Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, my blog was born (but not out of that hole, for those cikopeks out there).LOL. Well, let's see if there's anything interesting outta this. Signing off, The GREAT T.S!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734756154066148380-4217855428534854149?l=psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/feeds/4217855428534854149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-ive-got-one-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4217855428534854149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734756154066148380/posts/default/4217855428534854149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychosocialistteacher.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-ive-got-one-too.html' title='Now I&apos;ve got one TOO!!'/><author><name>Siti Aminah Ishak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12207891666160548982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5P-xiEpJwLE/SunzSMRcDcI/AAAAAAAAACU/N3dEOL6ryNI/S220/31689001560769l%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
