My Digital World

Last Saterday, I have had a Christmas dinner with my friends who I know from Singapore. We try to keep our "tradition" to have a Xmas dinenr every year. Last year, the Xmas dinner was also at Airin's place. The year before, it was at Nancy's place. Time really flies when you look back at the past. I do know them for almost 3 years!!! Oh my gods....

At the Xmas dinner, all of us allow to take his or her partner. The first Xmas, which was at Nancy's place, Stephanie, Anuska and me were the only single. The year after, we got know that Stephanie is attached. This year, Airin has a new boyfriend who she keeps us for secret.

Let me show the couple photos:


Airin and Koen.


Nancy and HC.


Stephanie and Andre.


These are the parents of Airin. Thanks them for the dinner and the
place to let us eat and play.


This time I get know of Airin's brother, Edwin.


This year, Airin has visist from her relatives in US. Her cousin
brings her a visit.

Today, my research in Zeist ends. However there are many things to do for optimizing the CO2 sensor. According to my contract, my research ends at the 1st of January, but for my M.Sc. project as well as for writing the abstract for a paper for the biggest conference in US, it is still a long long way to go. The many bugs that I fixed seem to come back at the final stage of the developping process. Besides many unknown things occurs, which I have solved some of them with my supervisor Sjaak in these two days. We have had tough hours, but we also knew how to enjoy of the difficulty of the project.

Sometimes things seem to be very straight forward and very easy to do. However once the focus is on, simple things might turn out in a total dunno-what-to-do. For my M.Sc. project I encounter many problems. The weirdest thing is, is that I start this project without studying any materials about the whole principle. I easily skip the research part of the literature. All information I get, comes from my supervisor. That is just a few hours talk. From this talk, I end up with the thing I have now. The result might be good enough to write a paper for the biggest Biomedical conference of the world. I should be proud of my project that I reach the top. But to be quite honest, inside myself I am very disappointed at myself. Why? I am not a good researcher. There are lots of things I still do not fully understand. And the sensor is still not finished yet. Because of these, I do not fully agree to take part of writing an abstract which I am the second author.

Once I was a very good guy who has usually the most perfect report. From my Primary School, I get the full score of writing a report or a documentary. The teachers were very impressed in the additional things I add or things I have sorted out. Although it was the perfect report (on paper), I still can see that there many things I can improve.

Now you might think I am a perfect guy. Maybe once I was, but now I am not. I personally think, when I have a project, I will do my best and the results will not disappoint me. I am a very easy satisfied person. I do not need the best of the best mark for all my projects/report. I just want the mark that I have worked for.

When there is competition of picking up the best report, I never doubt that my report will not be selected. As long as I know that I work hard for it and do my best, I am sure people can see it and will appreciate. At my final year of my Secondary School, I have a final project for my subject Biology. My project finally ran into Ow-No results which neither me or my partner, even my teacher, had not expected. For that final project, the teacher will select some best of the best reports of all the Biology classes only, to send it to Wageningen Univerisity for a competition. Me and my partner (his name is Bas) had worked very hard for it, since we want to belong to the best. But finally our experiments fail. Although this faillure the teacher sends us report to take part of the competion and he gave us the best mark, because we had done good job.

Also for another biological project, DNA analyse, my group has the best results and the best report. But the good guy of mine seems fading off during these few years. Now, the biggest chance of my life (so far) comes by: the biggest conference in the biomedical world. All the biggest biomedical companies are attended. Before the conference, only a few universities are allowed to take part of it. All of them may write an abstract and only the best abstracts are selected in which then the paper will be published and a speech is given.

Before I start this M.Sc. project I have a goal. I want to write one or two papers. And secretly I am also eyeing on getting a patent for my design. I am glad that I almost get my first target. But I have no confidence in myself that I will do a good job, since the results are really not good enough to belong to one of the best abstracts. Although a P.hD. student is also taking part of the abstract, because it is a mix of her promotion and my research, I feel very bad that I do not have the results I want so far. Partially because I am not a hard worker anymore. I do not spend full time on my research. I really lost motivation in studying. It is really time for making money in stead of studying.

This year I got visists from Singapore. The first one is THL, also known as Tan. I know him via IR photography that I joined since February 2006. Tan was here for working purpose. I am very glad that I could meet him. It was a short meeting, but I am very happy already.

The second visit are the sister of Henry. Her name is Cindy. Cindy, her friends and me were touring around in Europe during the last summer. It was a long trip: 18days. But it was nice.

The third and the last visist is Andy. I also know him via IR photography. He was here for holidaying. His girlfriend joins him as well. Last week, we met up and I bring him to Amsterdam and Belgium.


This is Andy with his girlfriend. This photo is taken in Brugge. We
were totally rip off by that restaurant. There was no service and
the waiter dares to ask us for tip. But we refuse him. Or better said,
I refuse to give him tips.

Days before I met Andy, I was sick. I was very tired and I have weird things in my stomach. I was worried to skip the meeting that we have settled down during the chat before Andy comes here. But thanks to my body, I feel better at the day when Andy comes to Rotterdam to meet me.

Again, I cook Dutch food for people who come from Singapore. I personally think you should try the typical Dutch food when you are in Holland, although it was nothing special. The very remarkable thing is, is that many people like to shoot me while I am cooking. Is there anyone who can shoot me with no knife and cooking stuff in my hand? :p

I am very glad that Nancy and Airin could make it to come to Rotterdam to meet Andy as well. Our first plan was going to clubbing together. But that plan suddenly changed when Andy could not provide us free entree-fees. Besides, the friends of Nancy, prefer to go to other club. So, we finally split up. I feel really sorry for splitting up for my two buddies.

I really do not like clubbing. Maybe because I do not like dancing and the over-booming music. The last clubbing was maybe 8 years ago. Anyway, I go to clubbing because Andy's friend was playing MJ. So, I company him.

After clubbing, Bou and me bring Andy to home. I am very thankful to Bou that he wants to bring us here and there. Because of him, we are able to spot Brugge which is on Sunday's schedule.

The next day, Satureday, I bring Andy and his girlfriend to Amsterdam. First we go to Anne Frank's house. It was interesting, but I really think it is pity that the house is too commercialised. Andy said he feel the pain of the price of the traintickets. Although he gets 40% discount since he travel with me, he still think it is expensive. I agree with him that our public is expensive (not compare to Singapore only, but also to other European countries). But that is the price you have to pay when you are in Holland.

After Anne Frank's house, I bring them to have "Dim Sum" in a very well-known restaurant. I went with Tan to that restaurant too. I think they think the food is just so so. The food here is really very bad compare to Singapore. Be prepared when you travel here. I am pretty sure you will miss the Singapore food after a week holidaying here and get Dutch food only.

Our next stop is the Zaanse Schans. First we meet Andy's friends for collecting the traintickets. Although I only a girl calls Noodle, she didn't show up in Amsterdam because she had a fever. Instead I meet other two girls. It was a very short meeting and after the meeting we went to see windmilss in Zaanse Schans where I also brought Tan there. That time, it was my first time.

Andy didn't shoot many pics, because it was too cold. But the few shots he took, look very good on the screen of his compact camera. I wonder how they look like when he uploads them.

We were very late when we were back to Amsterdam. All the museums and the shops are closed. It was also too cold to hang around outside. So, I bring them to the last spot, which is the Red Light District. The first time I went there was with Cindy and her friends. That time, it was at afternoon. This time, my second time, was at the evening. You can clearly see the red lights and there were more women active. Half of the women are very young! It is a great pity that at their young age to do this kind of job.

Anyway, after seeing those women, we went to have dinner. I bring them to the restaurant where Gaofei brought me there too, since that restaurant was pretty good. After the dinner, Andy went to visit their friends from Singapore who live in Amsterdam, because at night he got another party which is in Haarlem. While I bring them to take the tram (tube), I went back to Rotterdam to clean all the stuff of Friday's gathering in my place. I also want to rest since I was just recovering from my fever.

The next day, Sunday, Bou brings us to Brugge, which is a place in Belgium. None of us has been there and we were told it is a must place to spot when you go to Belgium. It was more than 2hours driving and on our way we saw many nice country-side view. When I have my driving license and car, I definitely will shoot such nice of views.
On our way to Brugge, we wanted to stop for having a short break. We were looking for petrol station, but the weird thing was, was there were no petro stations on the road to Brugge. Before we left for Brugge, I bought some oliebollen (a donut like food which you only can buy during this period). We ate those oliebollen when we arrived in Brugge.
When we arrived in Brugge, we just walked around. We noticed that there was an Ice Sculpture. We had no mood to que and to bring a visit, since we all will be an icemen/icewoman before we hit the entry. We decided to walk to the two big catheral which we saw from our parking place.

On our way, I spot many nice things to shoot. Although I was not active in shooting, I have some pics to share:


Here you have a house with green light. It has a nice ghosty feel :)


Belgium is known for their chocolates. But I do not know which
chocolates are good and which are bad. I also did not give a try
since I am not a chocolate fan. Maybe I should bring Cindy to this
place when she visits me since chocolate is her second favorite
food.


This tower is in front of a parking centre. I photoshop this pic into
an oldish feel.


This is the same tower, but from another perspective. Besides this
tower, one of the churches can be seen.


This is a nice spot. It was extremely dark here. Luckily I could
take this pic. I set my aperture at 5.6 and my shutter speed at 30s.


While we were walking around, it became more and more foggy.


This is one of the churches that we saw from our parking place.


I don't know what this is. I just took a shot.


Another ghosty feel spot.


Just a pic at the beginning of our walk. As you can see, the river
was frozen.


Tata, a groupphoto! :)

I am very glad to see Andy back. Hopefully he and his girlfriend enjoyed the days in Holland. Take care for spotting other European cities and have a safe trip back to Singapore.

Many people think I like brandy things. This wrong way of thinking is commonly made when they just know me, since they see me wear brandy clothes. But do they know why I have so many brandy clothes? And do they know that they are very old. And do they also know I have many non-branded clothes as well? Let me write something about the brandy shoes I like to buy when I go on shopping. Then hopefully you also know why I only like one girl only.

I do not shop alot. Simply because I do not have money for shopping. But I do not mind to shop with my girly friends, since I can see what my taste is compare to the one of what a girl likes. Nowadays, my girly friends shop with their boyfriend and me don't have money to spend on buying.

When I go on shopping for shoes, the brand is always fixed: Hugo Boss. The first reaction from my friend: see, he only likes brandy stuff. I buy things I like only. No matter it is brandy or not. But for shoes I only choose Hugo Boss. Why? Because it is the only one brand that can give me comfort and ensure long lifetime. In the past I have had some other brand shoes. Some of them are even more better branded than Hugo Boss. But they all disappoint me. So, why do I look for others while I have already found the one that suits me well? Of course there are many other brands that are much better (in terms of quality) than Hugo Boss that I might not discover yet. But I simply choose Hugo Boss because it serves me well for many years.

Many friends of mine think I am a very high demanding guy if we talk about girls. This idea might come from the fact that I have too many girly friends that none of them are the one I like to be mine. Like in a shoes shop, there are many of them. They are everywhere and they are tons of them. Also there are many brands. But it does not mean I like all the brandy ones.

Once I was a young kid, the choice to buy a pair of shoes is very limited. Simply because I do not have money and they do not have my size. In my younger ages, I live among the Dutch people. They are very nice, but if have the choice of having a relationship with I girl I prefer, goes for an Asian girl. Why? I think, my parents can communicate with her well and so do I. Although my parents do not care with which kind of people I come home, I would like to go for an Asian myself also. Because of this thought and because I did not get in touch with the Asian people, my choices are very limited. Like the days when I was young and could not buy the brandy shoes.

When I grow up, I start making money and feet size is fine. Now I can buy many kind of shoes I like. The switch point of not-knowning-Asians to knowking-only-Asians starts when I go to study in TU Delft. I get know many and many Asian friends. Almost all of them are girls. I do not know why I only know girls and rarely guys. But that is fine for me.

The very few guy friends of mine are kind of envy me knowing so many girly friends. They are very nice and they look good too. Although they are so perfect, they are not the one I am searching for. Like the many kind of shoes they have in store. There are many choices, many brands, but I only go for one brand only. Of course there are many better brandy shoes than Hugo Boss. But I am very satisfied with Hugo Boss. Like when I find a girl I like and vice versa, I really want to stick to that girl only. I really do not understand why nowadays people usually can so easily fall in love and with final result that they break up easily as the way they know each other or having a tough life because lasting the relationship to reject to end.

When I buy Hugo Boss shoes, I can wear them for years. The shoes might look terrible after a while, but I still wear them because I simply like them. I do not like to change them for new ones, no matter if they are from the same brand. I have only two feet which I only can take 1 pair of shoes. So, I also have 1 heart for 1 girl only. The girl I finally choose will hopefully be a good girl and there are no doubt better ones. But I am already very happy with the one I pick and I do not want a better one. Many people do not understand what satisfation means. That is why they keep searching and trying.

So, please be aware of your choices. I am not talking about shoes, but also in terms of relationship and many other things. If you wanna go for a steady relationship, you have a "steady" mind first.

The one who visist my blog today, I want to wish them Merry Christmas! Thank Francis for coming along my blog regularly!

At my very young age, I have settled down on what I like to be when I grow up.
My dream is actually not changed, altough its purpose comes into light. To be
quite honest, at the beginning of my school career, I thought I cannot make
this come true. Because I am not a smart kid. I remember that I am really bad
in learning things by heart. Besides my writing and counting skills were not
a proud thing that I can show to home. I was very happy if I can see some
"just OK-pass" results in my reports. One thing that never has changed is my
lazy attitudes. In stead of studying the Chinese characters from the Chinese
lessons by the traditional way: writing all the vocabulary words down on paper
again and again, I find a way to finish that as fast as possible. So, that is
why my Chinese is so lousy today.

My school career changed when I moved to The Netherlands, because my parents
live there and they wanted me to be with them. My parents were two strangers
for me at the beginning since I rarely saw them and talk to them. I am brought
up by my oldest aunt who I grew up with many nice cousins, who teach me to
follow the good path and being a good boy. Yeah, when I was a little kid,
I was really good in learning bad thing and I was proud of showing the bad
things to people when I learned something immediately. For instance, showing
my middle finger or using the bad words from others. I am really very thankful
to my cousins who correct me and taking care of me all the time.

Moving to Holland is a total change of myself. I have to start from zero. I
am a stupid kid. I did not know English, so the communication at the Dutch
school was very tough. I am so lucky that I have a Vietnamese/Chinese girl
who translated the Dutch things that tuition teacher, who teach me Dutch,
told me. But I lost her very rapidly, since she went to the Secondary School.
In order to survive, I have learned to "fight". I got many many and many
private lessons from my tuition, who finally retired before I left the
Primary School. My Primary School sent me to a special instution where I
could improve my Dutch and as well as my pronounciation.

Besides learning Dutch, I also have learned Cantonese. I learned that
languages very quicky since I found many similarities things in Mandarin,
which was my second language, with Cantonese. My mother language sounds
like Hokkien, which I don't know how people called in English.`That
Vietnamese/Chinese girl could only speak Cantonese. Because I was not
able to speak and understand any Cantonese at the beginning, the
communication with her was not easy. She tried to speak some Mandarin
based on Cantonese principle to make my life more easy. The way of how
I learn Cantonese so fast, was just watching many Cantonese Television.
My parents and my uncle and aunt used to borrow video-cassesttes. On
one of the tape there is cartoon, which was the number 1 entertainment
for me. When I lived in Malaysia I usually went outside to play. I did
not like staying at home. This old life changed when I am here. Now I
like sticking to home.

What is the big change of my life after I leave Malaysia? There are many
things to mention actually. But this weekend, I want to focus on school.
So, my school career totally changed when I came to Holland. First of all,
I noticed that the Primary School here does not have any homework to do,
which surprised me alot. At that time, I thought I did not have any
homework because I did not receive the message of what the teachers asked
for. Maybe they gave each of us homework, but since I could not understand
of what the teachers told/asked us to do, I simply did not do homework or I
skipped that. This silly thought had been with me for years. When many years
passed by I gradually understand the Dutch school system.

At the Primary School, I was very special. First of all, at that time, there
were very few Chinese in Holland. I was one of the three Chinese kids at
that school. Other school did not have any Chinese kid though. Second, I became
very good in Maths. When I was at Primary 4, I practised with Maths which
was given at Primary 6/7. I was not good at all when I was in Malaysia, but
somehow I changed. The thing that was not changed that much, was that I can
some pictures. I drew anything. My drawings were published in schoolpapers
and there were many classmates who were in queu who asked me to draw for them.
When there was a competion for coloring the drawing, I always won. When I look
back at my drawing skill, I really could not imagine that I was that popular
that time. My mom had serious thought about sending to an Art School to
employ myself. But I did not like that since drawing was only a hobby of mine.
I did/do not like my hobbies being my occupation which I earned cents from to
live. Besides I think, I was not that really good. I believe that many others
can do much better than I. The fourth thing was about my sport skills. I was
the best in any kind of sport games. No one could beat me in any fields and no
one dared to challenge me.

At that time, I did not know that such a stupid kid had also some hidden talents
that he did not discovered at the place where he was born. In Asian countries,
there is too many pressure on the kids. So, they do not have the chance to show
or to develop their unique personal and somtimes hidden talents. Here the Dutch
education is very open on contrasty. Some do school very well and some do not, but
they have talents on other fields. You are here free to develop yourself, which
I think it is a very good thing that Asian countries should learn from.

Things seemed so perfect at the Primary School. But it was not! At the end of
the Primary School, there was a test, which called in Dutch "Cito-toets". It was
a test which gave you advice to which kind of Secondary School you were allowed
to go on. My result from the test was not good. Only my Math was extremely good,
the scores at other fields were bad. The worst score was my Dutch. My teacher,
his name was Willem, thought that my so-so score I got from the test might be due
lack of understanding of Dutch. I did not agree with him at all, but at that time
I was not a person who would protect/defend myself.

Anyway, because of my bad results, the choice for the Secondary School was very
limited. Also the level in which I entered was very low. But my teacher Willen had
faith in me, so he gave me an advice to start from MAVO in stead of LBO.
At that time in Holland, we distinguished 5 kinds of levels: 1. LBO 2. VBO 3. MAVO
4. HAVO 5. VWO. I was and still am very happy for his advice, since because of his
advice I am allow to enter at a Secondary School (its name is Roling College), where
you have all the levels. Some of the Secondary School does not have so "wide" in
varities. My teacher was a bit worried that I would face to many problems at the
Secondary School because of my Dutch. On contrasty, I was fine in Dutch.

At my school career, there are many teachers I really want to thank to from the bottom
of my heart. First of all, the first person is Willem. Because he gave me a chance and
because I won't like disappointing him, I did my best at the secondary School. I study
hard and my report of the first trimester had many brilliant scores. I belonged to one
of the best of the class. Although my scores were very outstanding, there is one score,
which was only above average. That is Dutch! My mentor noticed that and he immediately
offered me helps. He searched for teachers who would give me extra lessons in Dutch,
since he worried that I would face to problems in Dutch in the future of my school
career. I am very thankful to him for all his effort. He is a good teacher who cares
about his pupils.

Although my Dutch was the worst, I did find English is a tough course. My English was
and still is very lousy. To practise my English, I started writing letters to my
cousin Hui Yee first and then to penpals from the world. That did not help much, but
at least there was a big chance to use my English.

Very soon, just before my report of the second trimister announce, I moved to Friesland.
My parents and my uncle and aunt ran a restaurant. That is why we had to move. First of
all I miss my classmates, since everyone was very nice! I also miss the teachers, except
the English teacher who I did not like.

Moving to Friesland, I find a new Secondary school all by myself. The choice was very
limited. There were only two secondary School in Sneek that has MAVO/HAVO/VWO. At one
of the schools, I had to learn Fries, which I hated. So, the choice is only 1. At my
previous school I start at MAVO/HAVO, but when I enter the Secondary School in Sneek
(Sneek is a place in Friesland), I get a chance to jump to VWO/Gynasium. That is the
highest level at the Secondary School. A regular pupil cannot jump from MAVO/HAVO
to VWO/Gynasium. Because of my excellent results and because many teachers gave me
advice to let them do the exception for me, I got this beautiful opportunity. In stead
of accepting this offer, I downgraded myself to HAVO/VWO. Why? I was a afraid that I
would fail and thus disappoint all my Secondary School teachers who were stay behind me.
Besides when I read at the requirement of this new Secondary School, I notice that this
school is pretty high demanding. I was really a bit scared. But I believe in when-I-
do-my-best-no-matter-what-the-results-would-be-I-have-no-regret.

So, also at this new school I work hard. My marks from the tests are still very good.
But I noticed that there were so many smart classmates in my class. The intelligence of
these people with my previous school was very clear to me. Although my results were
good, there were many classmates who did much better. If I want to belong to one of the
best of the class, I had to work harder. I would like to work harder, but I had no chance
to do that, since I also had to help in running the restaurant.

I am very glad that we, Dutch school system, does not have that competition based principle.
Not like Singapore or USA who give you ABCDEF grades. In Singapore, A is the best when
you talk about school. When the Singaporean talk about relationship, the 5C is a must. When
I stay in Singapore, I probably turned into the A as the worst of the class and the 5C
for the girl I like, but these 5C are not what the girl asks for.

When I Was at the end of the second year at the Secondary School, my results were very
important. Because based on what your score was, they would give you advice to which level
you can go. I am very lucky that I was allowed to do VWO, which was the highest level. From
my class, there were only 5 pupils, including myself, who were allowed to do that. I was
called a nerd when I was attending at the Secondary School in Groningen. Once we moved, my
nerd was gone. Here in Sneek, there were so many pupils who are much smarter than me.

Once I got into the VWO, my motivation to work hard was also gone. I already got into the
highest level. What is the use of still getting good marks? This made no sense. So, I was
with very happy with a very average score. I did study less and less and my marks became
worse, but not that worse. When I at the 4th form of my VWO, my results turned into bad.
That time, I needed to recap myself to do well at school. But, it was hard! Since the
motivation was abscent and through the years I lost the good basic.

I was glad that I could make it to go to stay at the VWO. But at the end of VWO, I failed
for my final exams. I lost control of getting good grades and I finally gave up. It was not
my first time that I failed. At the Primary School, I have chosen to not going to the next
class, because I would like to spend more time on my Dutch. Anyway, after failing for my
VWO exams, I redid the whole VWO again and I passed.

I know I am not good in languages and I am only interested in studies where you do not
need to know lot of things by heart. So, an Engineering school was my only option. There
were only 3 Engineering schools in Holland. My first choice was TU Enschede, because that
University was very attractive and the lectures seemed very nice. Also the campus was very
nice. I wanted to study there with my friend Ivo. Ivo was one of the best student of our
school. Because his health, he could not make the exams. Also because of his wealth, he
did not choose studying Engineering, since Engineering is one of the toughest study you
can get. Because Ivo did not join me to go to study on an Engineering, I choosed my current
University, which is known as TU Delft in Holland, but in overseas, it is called Delft
University of Technology. The reason for choosing this U was very simple: it was the most
well-known U in Holland and in other European and non-European countries.

When I look back at my choice for this U, I do not understand why this U is so famous. The
education is too formal. I miss the scholish way of teaching. There are too many things you
have to find out by yourself. Study the books and lectures do not garantee you for a pass.
The very remarkable thing in Delft are how-smart-the-students are. Many of them who have
chosen Electrical Engineering did have scholarship from my U, because they have excellent
marks from his Secondary School.

I did not belong to the smart people. I am really the guy without much brain cells.
Sometimes I really do ask myself how I can make it so far with my school career. There
were many smart students from my year. But only 10% left of the total amount who started
with Electrical Engineering (to be more precise: 10% out of 100 students). From my group
students, Shabir and me only left. The 10 others could not resist the hell of Electrical
Engineering courses and exams and the very long study hours. In my first year E.E. I
started at 8.45am and ended at 5.30pm the whole week, except at Thursday where the lessons
ended at 3.45pm. But gradually I get used of this schedule. I find some space for doing
part-time and playing sports.

The beauty of studying starts when I am in the Master. I get scholarship for ATHENS
exchange programme. Athens is a 7 days long exchange programme within the European countries.
I was on exchange with Bou and Faruk. We choosed for Portugal because it is the farrest
country from Holland. Before I went to Portugal, I was in London with Siu Mei during a
weekend. It was the first time that I shared a room with a friend. I am very happy with the
friends who trust me and who do not care to share room with me. I know there are too many
bad guys around. Maybe I belong to them too. But I won't hurt my friends and I have many
respects for them.

Anyway, after ATHENS programme, the most horrible thing happened. I had had an operation.
Although I have applied for NUS for one semester exchange programme, which I am finally
accepted and I also got scholarship from my own faculty and from my U. The period where
I fight to live was really horrible. It seems that I lost everything. I ask myself: what
if I cannot go to exchange? What can I still do after I recover? In the meanwhile I did
the pacemaker M.Sc. project as well. I was really confused. Besides, there were too many
bad things in my mind and I really need time to get myself to move on. Going to Singapore
would hopefully help me to face those unhappy things of my life.

Indeed, Singapore had given me many memorable things. I have met two very good friends:
Airin and Nancy. I have made the correct decission and luckily I can go to Singapore after
the operation.

Being back to Holland, my school career continue. I noticed that I really get tired of
study. I have no motivation to find out things I do not understand. That is why my last
year's results were very bad. From the very good marks I got before I went to Singapore,
average of 8 goes down to 6-7. I also failed for many M.Sc. courses. Simply I refuse to
study. I know that is not the correct way to do my M.Sc., which with an average of 8 is
an (first class) honor level. Don't get me wrong! I only have those good scores before,
because of luck and at that time I like to find out things. I am absolutely not smart.

Now I am doing my M.Sc. thesis. For this thesis, my U, TNO Zeist and Eurasmus Medical
Centre get involved. While I am doing my thesis, I have courses left I need to complete,
because of too many fails from the previous year.

Last week, I have an evaluation of my project. My professor from my U and a Ph.D. student,
my two supervisors and a medical doctor were present. I was pretty busy in that week,
because I did not have good results. There were only 3 days left to get good results and
I Was very happy that everything worked fine! So, I had some good things to show/present.
The preparation for my presentation was done in less than an hour. I am pretty fast in
doing presentation and I like to talk about my results. Everyone was very glad with my
results I have so far. The Ph.D. was so proud of my results that she sent me an e-mail
one week later, which is this week. She mentioned about a conference in US. She liked to
apply for that conference. It is a conference where the biggest Biomedical firms are
present. For that conference, she likes to write an abstract with me. It is an abstract
about my M.Sc. project and her Ph.D. project: her project is about O2 measurement. Both
of us want to combine our sensor into 1 chip which has a dimension of 1 rain drop big.
It is very challenging but also much fun! If our abstract is interesting enough for those
big companies, we have to write a paper about our sensors. So, that would be my first
paper, which I was hoping for before I start with my thesis.

Coming back at the beginning of this very long story, I wrote about my dream what I like
to be. What I like to be is becoming an inventor. My dream is nearby! The first moment
when the Ph.D. asks me to join her to write an abstract for that conference, I was really
very happy. I wanna call my mom to tell her that I have done a very good job. But I don't
want her to get me wrong that I want to "hao lien", which means looking up at myself and
think that I am very good. By reading this entry in my blog, you and me know I am really
not a good or smart guy. So, finally I did not call her. To get closer to my dream, I have
to work harder and finishing with my remaining courses of my Master. I hope I can make my
dream comes true next year.

I have not been to home for two weekends. The first weekend was a weekend of exhibition about photography. It was the first photography exhibition in Holland. The organisation is not good. The place was too small and the setup for taking a workship is a mess. Also it was very hard to take pics of the models. Well, it was nice to go there with Bou, Fung and Jing.


She is a nice model. I talked to her very shortly. :P She is tall! I think she is 1.83m


This is another model. She was driving a motor, which is placed on the roof.


Another one pic of her.

It was a nice day-out with my friends. After the exhibition, I rush back to Rotterdam to meet my classmates: Faruk, Faruk's brother, Jimmy, Julian and Bou (ya Bou again!) for a Japanese buffet. It was just a gathering without Shabir since he did not like dinner outside.

The next day, I meet a friend who I know via another friend's sister in law. Her name is Gaofei. She likes to be my private model, as well as my partner for trying to run photography business. Ya, I am thinking about running photography business. It is more for fun than for money. After my graduation, I really serious thinking about running my own business in Medical field...

Anyway, I tried my the studio equipments (brand is Falcon Eyes). These things are really WOW! I have here some samples from my studio:

Actually all the photos here of Gaofei are over-exposed! But I have
good ones which are saved on my new computer in Rotterdam.
Maybe I can bring some of them next weekend.


The first impression of Gaofei is, her behavior seems like my
another friend SiuMei. But Goafei is less shy and she likes
photography very much.


I tried many styles of Photoshop. This one is enchanging the colors.


Although I have Photoshop many styles, I still prefer for high-key,
which is shown on this pic.

This weekend ends with many photoshootings. The next weekend is many partying. First of all, I gave a KTV party for my students again (at Saturday). I did not invite many students this time, since my room is getting smaller and smaller, because I put many stuff in my room :P Talking about KTV, I miss the KTV days with Airin and Nancy. I will try to ask them for singing for our own only next year.

Anyway, at the last KTV, Bou and Fung are extremely active. They song a lot!!! Fung is getting more extreme since he was fully prepared for all kind of songs. Too bad that the pretty girl was not present, else he could have some nice points in the girl's heart:P

The next day starts with going to Den Haag (aka The Hague), because my friends Rahmat and Ifa are going to marry. I was so glad to hear that! They know each other for 9 years already. But they get along with each other for only 1 year plus. Ifa's sister, Wati, is my classmate and she is/was Rahmat's best friend. At their wedding, I see Wati cries. And the wedding differs alot from the Chinese one. Men and women are seperated and the two lucky ones do look more sad than happy. Anyway, we all know that in their heart, they are very happy :) Here I have some pics of their wedding:


When I look at this pic, I really feel the happiness in their smile.


I dunno who they are, but their dressing looks nice. So I snap! :P


This is Salleh, Wati's boyfriend. If you check my multiply, you should
know him. He is also a friend of mine. Besides he plays badminton
very well! He was the third from the competition!!! At this pic, he signs


The moment of being together forever :)


Sisters photo! From left to right: Wati, Ifa and the sister of them,
who I do not her name.

This week, I received a very nice e-mail of Celeste. She wrote me a Sinterklaas poem. I also wrote one back. It had been ages ago that I wrote a poem. And it was also ages ago that someone remembers Sinterklaas and send a small, but very meaning thing to me.

This weekend was horrible. I have to fix computer for others. Besides, the more angry thing is about fixing the computer of my aunt and my cousin again, although I already repair their computer two weeks ago. They don't have a problem, but they just want some extra. which they ask me to install for them. I really get tired of fixing their computers all the weekends. My weekend is to rest out and do things I like. It is not to fix their PC all the time!