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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Monday, January 30, 2006. With no reference to the blockbuster TV series, I feel that my life is at a loss. I cannot see what the future holds for me. I don't know what I wanna do in the future. 20 years and I still haven't decided. I wanted to be a radio DJ in 93.3FM, but I have no confidence in making it due to the fact that I'm a fucking quiet person when I'm not with my friends. Till now, the only thing I have confidence in is being a soldier. I'm an officer, if I sign on I d...
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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Sunday, September 25, 2005. You Thought I Was. I recently found out that some people in my platoon has very interesting misconceptions of me. I tend to speak a lot of. In camp because I think that's how the army is, although OCS is filled with all sorts of smarties. I speak. So much that people call me ". Soldier" because that's what our PCs always tell us. They always say that the troops in units are mostly lowly educated guys who speak more. Anyway, because I speak. Is it my fluent.
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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Tuesday, February 28, 2006. Just Trying To Be Lame. Many hands and many minds make a group. Many hands and 1 mind make a team. Numerically speaking, I don't see how a team can be more superior than a group. Hanged @ 8:49 PM. Monday, February 20, 2006. Jen suggested that I start some podcasting since I want to be a radio DJ in the near future, so after thinking, I decided to ask a few friends if they are interested too. Hanged @ 8:32 PM. Wednesday, February 15, 2006. Because they all ...
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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Friday, January 21, 2005. I'm Back. For A Few Days That Is. Sorry guys. I left for BMT without a word. I spent the last few hours of my time as a civilian with Jen, that's why I didn't write anything here. If you guys read her blog, you guys should have known that I kinda asked her if she would marry me. Haha. Yeah, I'm quite serious about it. Those days in Tekong made me realise that I can't lose her. Hanged @ 11:39 PM. Friday, January 07, 2005. So you see, there's no indication tha...
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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Friday, December 30, 2005. I just went to take a look at a few of my friends' blogs and found out that a majority of them had stopped blogging. Some claimed that they have no time, some cited a lack of ideas as reason while some just died off like that. What's going on? It depresses people, makes people think why. Are their blogs really that interesting? Some of our blogs are not that bad either, so why? And how the heck did they get famous in the first place? Hanged @ 1:14 AM. To th...
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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Wednesday, August 31, 2005. You might be asking. That's when my master plan comes in. By cloning myself, my clone will think the way I think, and he will clone himself too. And guess what? Will rule the world. He may not be this current Reeve, but he will still be Reeve. I'll rule. Hey, I know that's a childish and stupid thought, but I can't help it if stupid things like that get into my mind, can I? And who knows if it'll come true? Hanged @ 5:56 PM. I'm Back From Brunei. I jumped ...
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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Sunday, June 26, 2005. I Caught Another Movie. I woke up at 3.30PM yesterday and dragged my aching body to the computer. Played for a while before getting Jen's message to go to Sentosa to fetch her. I didn't feel like going all the way to Sentosa, and I found it kinda dumb for me to travel alone all the way to another island then travel all the way out again. Sorry Jen, no offence there. Went to JP straight from there to meet Jen. By then, I was already having a throbbing headac...
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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Saturday, April 30, 2005. Hanged @ 10:59 PM. I just got a letter from NTU. I have been accepted by NTU for the course of. Yes, you heard it right. CHINESE! What can I do with that? I know my A Levels results ain't good, but. My ambition is to work in 93.3FM, which makes it sensible for me to study Chinese, but what if I'm can't get a job there? Get a job there but quit after some time? Then I can't do no nothing but become a Chinese teacher, which I don't want to. What the fuck?
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Reeve Chua Zong Hao. Tuesday, May 31, 2005. I'm at home now when I should be in camp. Well, I have to be back in Tekong by tonight, but my instructor let me off at 12.30Pm, so I figured I might as well come home for a while since my house is so fucking near OCS. I never thought I'd say this, but I miss SISPEC. Life's more relaxed there, though I still don't like Tekong. If Tekong is the. Island of a Million Big Bugs. Then OCS is the. School of a Million Small Bugs. Hanged @ 2:39 PM. Sunday, May 29, 2005.
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~*~*~On Wings Of Love~*~*~: September 2005
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On Wings Of Love * *. Jus a simple blog with simple layout.and simply thoughts. Tuesday, September 20, 2005. Road of Love * *. This is the link for the lyrics of. Written by ah shin(mayday) and wang lee hom. Very beautiful song.and great lyrics! So take a look! Http:/ www.boxup.cc/gb/music/album/2005/9/album6275.htm. 平凡的我开始领悟.我从不在乎. 我只要你记住. Jus a simple thought of mine. Posted by On Wings Of Love at Tuesday, September 20, 2005. Monday, September 19, 2005. Sleepless night * *. How times flies. i can s...
