Happenings during 1st sem

1st sem at INTEC, 1st time doing lots of stuff...

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• My very own 1st blog

kinda boring i guess... intended for English lessons only initially :-P

i'm never used to writing my feelings...

so it will just be a blog to record my memories...

• 1st event I attended

awed by Lion King,

laughed a lot watching Grease,

lots of question mark after Across the Universe

• 1st time queuing up for a bus

• 1st time taking a train back to IPOH - Home Sweet Home

Lesson learnt: Patience, patience and patience... the train arrives eventually...

• 1st time being complimented for cooking good food (thanks to my housemates)

Gayathri , Sin Chie - housemates

• 1st time ice-skating

Ended up with a sprained ankle and bruised knees - gosh, i am really the clumsy one...

Had lots fun though :-)

• 1st time eating @ Italiannies

Appetizer - Bread dipped with vinegar and olive oil;

Fettuccine (I forgot the full name);

Lasagna (ordered this due to Asiyah's demonstration);

special Pizza (named by me)

Ying Ying paid for us... She's the Boss!!

• 1st time attending the awesome Campus Alive and being the game mistress

Love the stage, Love the songs, Love the worships

Thermometer and Balloon Game - people who helped me out

Thanks lots to Sarah

Thanks lots to Xue Ji - the training wasn't wasted after all

Though there were bitter moments throughout the first semester, and I have not been doing my best in everything I do, still I praise God for blessing and guiding me all the time, not forgetting my beloved family who were my support and strength as well.

As the 2nd semester is coming, there are many more 1st times that I would like to experience. Live-Laugh-Love (5S8's motto) will be what I will always uphold.

And lastly,

• 1st time posting such a long blog... :-P

Updates...

3 months since this blog is updated.... =P

guess what? it's the end of one sem at INTEC...

so just a summary of what i've been through at INTEC::

first up: PRESENTATIONS

those who know me are surely aware that i love presentations a lot, especially group presentations. S8 buddies: remember the time we stayed back to prepare for the META, news reporting and etc?? it's ok if you guys forgot - i'll post them on http://ananatomyofjoannlife.blogspot.com/. =P

And as usual, most presentations are carried out in English class - a favourite subject of mine.

The first English presentation at INTEC was about decision making, or rather a persuasive speech.

DECISION MAKING - SHOULD HUMANS ACHIEVE IMMORTALITY??

p.s.: there's a video clip about the human life cycle - an interesting one indeed... =)

Should Humans Achieve Immortality

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Video: The Human Life Cycle

Didn't really do well because I was nervous and kept on reading from the slideshow. But fortunately, i wasn't shaking too much ^_^

The second presentation which was quite recent is demonstration. This presentation was the talk of the month as everyone came up with many creative demonstration ideas. Various delicious food were the main ones - as we get to party in class as well - yummy!! Besides that, there were many other creative stuff such as tie dye t-shirt, lava oil lamp, mandarin orange key chain, balloon modelling, latin dancing, fencing, paper aeroplane and even chinese new year ornaments - you name it...

Well, mine was just a simple one - HOW TO MAKE A KALEIDOSCOPE

I scored better in this compared to the previous one. :-) guess i could do better next time.

How To Make A Kaleidoscope

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Observing A Kiwi

*Observing: A skill in critical thinking*

We were supposed to feel and touch the object without knowing what it was. We were supposed to place the object under the desk and begin using our senses except the sense of sight to 'observe' the object. Well, the lecturer's instructions were not completely obeyed. Holding it in my right hand, pretending so hard not to look at it, I still cannot deny the fact that I know what the object is. It is a kiwi fruit.

Back to the assignment given, by feeling, touching, smelling it, I have to jot down the physical details that I discover as well as the inner process details throughout the observation process. This is the first step towards developing our critical thinking skills - which is through observation. Here it goes.

The kiwi is furry and rough, definitely not a lovely fruit. One will tend to have the feeling that he or she might have skin irritations touching the kiwi. However, imagine feeling the inside part of the kiwi when it is cut open. The bright green flesh with rows of tiny black seeds. Bringing the kiwi near to my nose, I sniffed gently. I could not smell anything but imagination runs wild again. I could imagine the fresh scent of the kiwi fruit when cut open. At that very moment, I wanted to cut open the fruit immediately so that I can taste the juicy and sourish taste of the kiwi. This is not possible, of course. Instead, I grabbed my pencil and started scribbling the first detail that came to my mind:

Do not judge a book by its cover.

The skin protecting the kiwi fruit is a dull brown-green colour, definitely a far cry from attractive, but it is undeniable a likeable fruit. It is liked not for its appearance, but for the juiciness and tastiness of its flesh.

I held the kiwi in my hand, toying it like a ball. It is oval, about the size of a hen's egg, or slightly bigger maybe. This reminds me of my schooldays when I was a member of the softball club. The kiwi was like a miniature version of the softball. In a game of softball, the ball plays an important role. The pitcher pitches the ball while the batter bats the ball. after the ball is hit, the runners start running towards the first base, second base, third base and eventually the home plate. Meanwhile, the fielders try to catch the ball in order to prevent their opponent from reaching the home plate and scoring a point. The ball, hence, is like a chance, an opportunity. When you are a batter, you aim at the pitched ball and hit. You aim at the chance given and make the best use out of it. When you are the fielder, you run to catch the ball. You work hard to gain every opportunity. Holding the kiwi in hand, I relate it to the ball, the chance. Despite the kiwi is just a normal fruit, a chance exists in it. You leave it aside untouched, afraid that it will irritate your hands or make you cringe due to its sourness, it will rot eventually and will be thrown away. There is nothing wrong about that. No harm done. Just a small fruit wasted. Then again, if you cut open the kiwi, dig a spoon into the flesh and eat it, you will feel the juiciness of a kiwi. Sour witha little sweetness as you bite, with the little edible black seeds, by then you will realize the tastiness of a small kiwi. In short, my conclusion: take chances, as the saying goes, 'Nothing important was ever achieved without someone taking a chance.'

Times up. I pressed the kiwi fruit gently before handing it back to my classmate, a sign of farewell to the small kiwi fruit. Thanks to the kiwi fruit, I am feeling philosophic out of the blue - my own philosophy anyway... Nevertheless, this is an interesting activity: I felt bored and lost but I eventually learnt something from it. Observe not only with your eyes, but also with your heart and mind. The world will never be the same.

So will the kiwi...

@b0uT My$eLf

I am an ordinary girl from an ordinary city named Ipoh. However, I have extraordinary friends, teachers and of course not forgetting my family. This is what I used to type into the About Me column in social networks on the Internet. Short and simple, right? More about myself? Well, read on.



This is my name, which is defined as God is Gracious. A meaningful name to me - loads of gratitude to my parents. Borned on 31st of December 1991, I am a Capricorn. If one surfed the Internet searching for zodiac signs, one can see that a common Capricorn's traits are practical and prudent, ambitious and disciplined, patient and careful as well as humorous and reserved. On the dark side, a Capricorn is pessimistic and fatalistic as well as miserly and grudging. Roughly, that's me. Abstract? The anatomy of my life continues to reveal...


I am an ordinary girl who did not appear in this wonderful world out of nowhere, like the legendary Monkey King who popped out of a stone. God created me. My parents raised me. My family moulded me into who I am today. Family comes first in my life. Having a family is like feeling a sense of belonging. My family consists of five members - Papa, Mummy, two younger sisters and I. Papa is a factory manager working in the private sector. He is the Papa Bear of the family - forever protective of his family - beloved wife and three daughters. Mummy is a Home Science teacher. Her cooking and baking skills are just simply amazing. You would never believe it but it is true – I never liked cakes bought from bakeries because Mum’s cakes and biscuits are the best of all. Mum is not only a teacher, a mother, she is also my friend and soulmate where I can count on at all times without fail. Having two younger sisters is not easy. However, I don't mind having two 'difficult' sisters - Jo Ee and Jo Yeen. Arguments and conflicts are unavoidable, as usual, but the sister-bond never fades, instead it strengthens as we grow up. It feels good, you know, to be depended on as THE big sister. Finally, producing the F.A.M.I.L.Y definition - Father Mother I Love You, not forgetting Ee and Yeen!!

Throughout the 18 years of my life, or to be exact, 17 years 7 months and 19 days, as I think and look back, memories flashed back like the shifting images on the television. My first concert during kidnergarten, operations that I went through in Standard Three, my first school trip to Langkawi Island, being one of the best PMR student in Perak, singing performances in and outside school, emerging as SPM Top Student and et cetera. I guess I did not wasted these 18 years of life. There are transformations and changes throughout the path, all with the unwavering support given directly or indirectly by my family, friends and teachers. What that will never change in me - I am a Library Prefect which I am proud of, I am a choir member for 8 years, I am a Cadet Reporter of the Sin Chew Daily and I am who I am. I have learn a lot and still need to learn a lot more. The journey goes on...

Aspirations are always around everyone, anytime, anywhere. When aspirations come, the best way is to jot it down on the to-do list. Who knows, one day, there will be a chance to fulfill them. I have deep interest in graphic designing and computer science. Technology fascinates me. In computer science also known as science of artificial, an entire artificial and virtual world is created where your imagination is unlimited. As you can see, this field will be an interesting career as it enhances creativity and originality. Now, as I embark on the road towards becoming a medical doctor, the poem 'The Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost that I studied in Form 4 comes to mind.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both

With this, designing graphics will be a pastime for me. Besides that, I have always aspired to become a freelance writer cum composer cum singer. Fat hopes? Well, the future is unforeseen. Though I am well aware that being a doctor might take up 101% of my time, especially during the much 'anticipated' two-year housemanship, I believe that 'Where there's a will, there's a way'. Back to the poem again, the last stanza is as follow:

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

I chose to take the one most traveled upon, and THAT has made all the difference.
If I hadn't choose to become a doctor, I wouldn't be in INTEC--
If I hadn't choose to become a doctor, I may not be in 10M4's IELTS class--
If I hadn't choose to become a doctor, I wouldn't be writing this post on blogspot.com.

There's a lot more about myself. Everyone has their own story that is too much to speak of. Moreover, my life is starting afresh now, in a new place. The old TENG JO ANN is still here, but time changes lots of things, including a person. I still cannot define myself precisely and accurately now, but as the saying goes,

Never mind searching for who you are. Search for the person you aspire to be.
~Robert Brault

Now, this is all about me.

Intro-2-I3LT$

IELTS. In 'layman' language = English Lessons
a.k.a International English Language Testing System
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IELTS in my very own class - 10M4
Lecturer: Ms Syarifah
Credit Hours: 6 hours per week
What we learn: Critical Thinking, Reading, Writing
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Specialty of this Subject:

• We submit our hw thru blogs - one reason why this blog was created and is being created @ this moment
• A relaxing lesson - at least there's no need to copy lecture notes @ a bullet train's speed
• An interesting lesson - a wide scope of topics to learn - from art to technology to any topics u can think of...

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My GoAL: to score a Band 8 or Band 9 in IELTS

Band 8: Very good user: has fully operational command of the language with only occasional unsystematic inaccuracies and inappropriacies. Misunderstandings may occur in unfamiliar situations. Handles complex detailed argumentation well.

Band 9: Expert user: has fully operational command of the language: appropriate, accurate and fluent with complete understanding.