justincheah.com

Who’s Justin?

This is Justin.
a professional procrastinator by nature, Justin struggles to grasp the concept of time.it does seem that time simply…eludes him.

He is not yet done with his site, what with an all-important, life-changing Degree Project on his hands.

The site will soon be more functional, and perhaps much (much) easier on the eyes.

just give him time.

plenty of time.

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Justin was born in Bukit Mertajam, Penang, Malaysia on 6th November, 1986. His family then decided to head south to JB, a decision which probably changed the course of his life….for the better.

Growing up in an English-speaking family, Justin felt somewhat like a social outcast in the predominantly mandarin speaking state of Johor. Soon after the Cheahs moved there, however, Hordes of Singaporeans coming over for shopping sprees soon resulted in better english-speaking people in this southernmost place in Asia, and Justin made some friends.

High school and college seemed to fly by. But this is where Justin had countless curious experiences, and met many curious characters.

Needless to say, like most others, Justin went through his ups and his downs; euphoric celebrations and drastic turmoils dotted his first 21 years, and now, at the end of his college degree, he wonders what his dear God has in store for him in the days to come..

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The Story of justincheah.com

justincheah.com was initially merely a dream, nay, a fantasy.
But who would’ve known, on that fateful day, with that fateful MSN nudge,Grace informed me that a domain page was available.

Up until then i’d been happily blogging (semi-blogging, considering how often i updated) on Xanga, and had been fairly contented with it’s simplicity.

But who in the right mind could resist the offer of their own (insert-name-here).com?
i mean, the possibilities of earning online cash.. of becoming…famous, perhaps?

mind you, justincheah.com is still in its very very initial stages of setting up.
call it a beta, if you will.

and for the love of Peter Petrelli, don’t you have something more important to do, anyway?