I’ve officially graduated from TP but I still have to go back for the next 1month for the preparations of my WSS. Here’s some of the sneak peaks of the photos taken after the graduation ceremony.

Sunny, Bert, Tox, XX and me went to catch the movie "The Benchwarmers" after that. Its a movie for losers; like us. It was definitely a comedy because the each of the characters in the show beared a slight resemblence to us in real life. LOL. I won’t go into details of that but if you wish to have a good laugh laughing at lamest lame jokes, just go and watch the show.

I was out in the evening, earlier on, waiting at my family clinic for my granny’s medication as the dosages of her medication went out and she wanted me to replenish. And then I feel like writing a story, about this lady sitting right infront of me, hugging a 5 years old boy in her arms. And the following that I am going to write, might be a true story because I analysed and came out with this by reading the expressions that was revealed on her face.

So, there she was, bringing a 5 years old boy into the clinic and sat at a side. I was wondering how come she didn’t proceed to the registration counter first instead and then, a guy came in and helped her to register. Both the lady and the guy looked young, so I assumed, out of everything, he’s her husband and the boy is their child.

The guy went out of the clinic immediately after registering the boy for the consultation of the doctor. Ofcourse the next thing comes to my mind; what the fuck is this guy doing? His wife’s in the clinic and this poor little boy is SICK! How can he leave them in lurch? So at this moment, I start to look at the boy and the mother.

The boy with his big wide eyes and small nose, he lies down sweetly in the arms of his mum, and sucking his tiny little pinky finger in fantasy. He’s definitely engrossed in his world because he didn’t know how worried his mum was; or perhaps, he’s too young to realise anything.

That mum looked more like out of control. Her eyes were moving all around and she’s not concentrating on that boy. She’s annoyed, paranoid and uncalm in the situation caught in their family.

At this moment, the husband (who I assumed was) came back into the clinic again and this time, with another fat lady. As the fat lady walked past her, she looked with her with a pair of fiery eyes. Just like what you would see in Thailand horror movies, this is the imagination that came into my mind; a battle between 2 women. If that’s the case, the clinic might become a battlefield and there I was, thinking of how to prevent this devastating fight.

Then the fat lady sat right at another corner, almost un-visible to the mum, with the man standing and talking to her. The relationship of them became complicated and I don’t know who’s real or who’s fake but there’s only 1 thing that I am concerned about. What happened to the boy? Why is he here?

The answer then suddenly became obvious to me. The mum starts to rub the boy’s head as he suck his fingers and slowly, she rubbed till his back and stopped there. The boy looks perfectly fine to me, so another assumption was made clear to me; the boy’s not sick, he just had a fall. And with the temper aura that was buring in his mum, deep inside, I know the answer. The fat lady was playing with the boy until the boy accidentally fell OR she purposely tripped him. If that’s the case, that’s despicable.

"Leave my boy alone". That was the message his mum had broadcasted. Poor mum, I guess she was just afraid to lose her boy. And now I know, becareful with people playing with your babies!

I wished I had worked during the event but the employers didn’t contact me back despite my effort taken to spam on their mobile phones. I guess my name isn’t that "worth" anymore now. Went there yesterday at around 7pm for last minute offers and bargains; its definitely worth it to go that late as there are lesser shoppers

So I bought my ipod another plastic casing for its protection!

Godly isn’t it? And I bought an extra pair of usb-sync cable for my ipod incase I need to charge it in school or at my friend’s house! And lots of memory cards for my phone and camera:

And the most saddening thing I returned to school this morning:

Tons of work awaits me! =/

Well, I have to be tactful with my words which unfortunately, I wasn’t able to and almost screwed it up.

Here’s an interview I received via E-mail with concerns on my WSS. (The tactful way)

1. What do you hope to achieve by taking part in WSS06?

It will be a very good benchmark to my knowledge on my I.T. career, to determine my skills among the tertiary level right now.

2. So far, how has the competition helped you to understand your skills area better?

Going through the trainings, I’ve realised the strengths and weaknesses of my knowledge in I.T. With that, I managed to improve on my weaknesses by attending more trainings and spending more time on it.

3. Are you preparing for gold, and how are you training, mentally and physically?

Yes, I hope to do well and make TP proud because I am representing TP. I’ve been training for the past 3years, coming to school during holidays for the WSS training. The training is on a D-I-Y basis therefore the internet and library were my main source of support. I am thankful to Ms Kwan and Mr Au (My lecturers in-charge) for giving me the opportunity to take part in the WSS and offering me help whenever I needed them.

I go for gyms and joggings on every Monday and Wednesday to keep my body in tip-top condition. And not to forget, ample amount of water and sleep is always neccessary!

4. What do you think is your chance of winning gold at WSS06?

I haven’t really think of it yet because everyone has their own strengths and faults. But of course, I’d put in my best performance and hope for the best.

5. You may well get a chance to win gold and represent Singapore at the WorldSkills Competition (WSC) — what does this mean to you?

Winning a gold will be the most memorable mark I’ve made in this life because it will mean that I am the best. Representing Singapore is definitely an honour for me.

6. If the past winners of WSS and WSC count among your seniors, do you see them as your role models? (Pls answer in terms of who they are and why.)

If they are my seniors, I’d definitely like to see them as my role model and get them to share their experience with me Unfortunately, none of them appears to be my senior.

7. Pls let us know your age and the course that you’re now taking?

I am turning 21 in a few months time and will be graduating with a Dip. in info-communications this coming 7 June.

Thanks to Adeline for some english corrections and tactful way of rephrasing for me!

Normally a poly student would fall asleep in the middle of a lesson, or going for the lesson for the sake of marking attendance and then sleep in there as the atmosphere is cool. And for me, I enjoy going to lectures because I can take pictures of people doing this:

Now, this is what I call entertaining myself in lectures so that I won’t fall asleep!