<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:06:53.767+08:00</updated><category term='It&apos;s still too early to say....=\'/><category term='being a Yr 3 is just somwhow different...'/><title type='text'>-*|A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe|*-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>324</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-508671402001967143</id><published>2008-12-10T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:35:04.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*10th Dec'08*|</title><content type='html'>Getting more and more busy with work. More responsibilities day by day, higher expection. Carolling gigs are around the corner too. Attending Driving lessons and Malay language class. Christmas is coming, gardens decorations are up, am broke, not saving yet.=.=&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start travelling next year.&lt;br /&gt;I like my work environment. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-508671402001967143?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/508671402001967143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=508671402001967143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/508671402001967143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/508671402001967143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/12/10th-dec08.html' title='|*10th Dec&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4868275135986866574</id><published>2008-09-22T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:06:47.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*19th Sept'08*|</title><content type='html'>19th September 2008, Rebecca celebrates her 20th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the strike of midnight, I had a wonderful surprise from my Dearest. I will never forget the look on your face when I saw you through my window with a donut 'cake' with candles on your hand. Never had I imagine you waiting for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was puzzled on why I'm going downstairs..I said a while, but I guess she understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blew out the 2nd pair of candles ( I had 2 from my family before midnight), and realised that the surprised had not ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd surprise came after I finished the 'cake'. A birthday present. Didn't open it until the following morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then asked to close my eyes and use the present to cover. Then comes the next surprise.. A real birthday cake. There, I blew out my 3rd pair of candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my sweet 20th Birthday... Rebecca is a Happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday at work.. I kept myself busy. My friend called and said she will be in SBG and asked me for lunch. I thought she knew it was my birthday, but well.. she forgot..=\ We had a great time catching up though..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then i realised my colleagues are looking for me. Never think much. Then I came out of the office and saw 2 cakes on the table.. They were looking for me to celebrate my birthday.. Awww!! There.. I blew out my 4th pair of candles......... Geezz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I left to the main office, and there.. I got a hand- made card from my colleague. Warm wishes from all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice birthday I had.. I should really appreciate ALL these people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You All.. Rebecca had a wonderful birthday!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4868275135986866574?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4868275135986866574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4868275135986866574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4868275135986866574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4868275135986866574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/09/19th-sept08.html' title='|*19th Sept&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7634671140580229013</id><published>2008-09-04T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:59:12.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*4th September'08|</title><content type='html'>Right. Here is after nearly 3 months of hibernation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is getting along. Many challenges along the way, every mistake is a lesson learnt. Many people to please, rules to follow. I may have been lost for a while but I am back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have my own style of working, ideas, methods. I need my own freedom. Tricky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make a balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Garden Festival was a milestone. Complicated preparations, on the toes at all times. Set-up, maintenance, tear down is crazy. I don't remember much, my photos are gone. Due to hardisk crash. Dell =lousy. I knew it. Got con to buy.=.= Lousy service (Don't work on weekends and closes before time stated.) The whole festival was very successful. Those who missed it, see you at 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work aside, my personal life has been going on well. After the crazy Singapore Garden Festival, I took a 3 days off (I clocked nearly 2 weeks OT), to PLAY and rest. Some of the places I visited were Sentosa, Zoo, Bird Park, Science Centre, S'pore Flyer, DHL Balloon. Great Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad returned from Qatar for 2 weeks, spent time with him and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend has been great. With me working now, it is different from before, and it has been great. =) But I haven't touch music since.. a pity. I need to study my FTT, read about plants, SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep has been something I have been looking forward to, but if I were to get enough sleep, I have less time for FTT, plants, bf, family, music. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on... I hope work will be better each day. It''s surprisingly stressful when I feel trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hold my hands and I will follow YOU. Seeing YOUR footsteps beside mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7634671140580229013?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7634671140580229013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7634671140580229013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7634671140580229013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7634671140580229013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/09/4th-september08.html' title='|*4th September&apos;08|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6566429955209234559</id><published>2008-06-04T21:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:49.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*4th June'08*|</title><content type='html'>29th May'08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, I have Officially Graduated from Ngee Ann Polytechnic with a Diploma in Horticulture and Landscape Management, CCA Gold Award. Yaay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee.. Glad to see all my classmates!! Though some were not present.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Returning after 3 months, seeing my lecturers and my classmates and NP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching up with some friends, some of whom are already colleagues, from different companies. Speaking to lecturers about work and so on, some of them were from NParks too.. or rather SBG.. HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and my bro attended my Graduation. A special guest made it too. You came afterall. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/SEahr0WJEDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6U_-9Hbsklg/s1600-h/P6041076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208027793258516530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" height="291" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/SEahr0WJEDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6U_-9Hbsklg/s320/P6041076.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/SEahOEq6ERI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dbhuF2fc_D0/s1600-h/P6041070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208027282244505874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" height="295" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/SEahOEq6ERI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dbhuF2fc_D0/s320/P6041070.JPG" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208031317648170722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/SEak49uHXuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QMApnsA4Qx0/s320/P5290959.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Look who's here! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208030739206499026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/SEakXS236tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AtGdf-R8Njg/s320/P1010333+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bro, Me, Mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208029593416513602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/SEajUmdQOEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MHoa5MQxdo8/s320/P5290956.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Graduates! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6566429955209234559?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6566429955209234559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6566429955209234559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6566429955209234559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6566429955209234559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/06/4th-june08.html' title='|*4th June&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/SEahr0WJEDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6U_-9Hbsklg/s72-c/P6041076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4553779025490165364</id><published>2008-05-03T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:05:50.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*3rd May'08*|</title><content type='html'>Right.. Here's the update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been tiring and I'm always hungry! Well, at least I get a good workout everyday. Provided that my weekends and holidays are kept healthy. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven been turning on my laptop since work started. Besides going out, the rest of the time I'll just watch a bit of tv and then go to sleep. I just need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were preparing stuff before the ISO audit this coming months, it's just mad. Everyone is rushing around, doing this a that. Seems like such things is quite a norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been 1 month into the job. My area is actually quite big. There are still MANY things for me to learn, be aware of and also rooms for improvement. Issuing Works Order to the contractor is my main obstacle to overcome now. There are so many administrative steps to go through, in which, I have not gotten to understand all of it. =.= The time will come. &lt;/p&gt;I think the dry season is coming, it's just so hot everyday!! Protection.. Arghs..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night, we actually did up a Wedding Garden at Suntec Convention Centre, just at the entrance, if you guys happen to go there, go have a look ok? It's actually a 1/100 of the upcoming Singapore Garden Festival. LOL.. I didn't take a picture of it, but it is featured in the newspaper/news. It will be there till tomorrow evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4553779025490165364?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4553779025490165364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4553779025490165364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4553779025490165364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4553779025490165364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/3rd-may08.html' title='|*3rd May&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4625061609496617179</id><published>2008-03-31T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:16:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*31st March'08*|</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow Tomorrow!! Tomorrow, 1st April'08, 1st day of work as a full- time in SBG! Which means today is the last day I can slack my way through. hahazZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day has finally arrived after more than a month's wait. Not sure what to expect tomorrow though..nervous..=\ I just know that my face will be emailed to the whole company annoucing my arrival.. which happens to everyone who joins the company... &gt;.&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a totally different experience from my attachment days and I gotta get out of that 'student profile' soon. More responsibilities, higher expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that none of my NParks shirts are 100% clean...=\ (I prefer the NParks shirt to the SBG shirt. Tt's why..) That's for my new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the Five Mountain Face Off 2008 in M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's up to me to volunteer my help for this race, they know that I will turn up in some of the race. =X I guess I won't be joining them for the Gunung Belumut race this weekend coz I just started work and I will probably find Belumut a challenge as my physical level has dropped tremendously since attachment days.. =\ Perhaps the next two weeks yea! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountaintravelcentre.net/"&gt;http://www.mountaintravelcentre.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4625061609496617179?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4625061609496617179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4625061609496617179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4625061609496617179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4625061609496617179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/31st-march08.html' title='|*31st March&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7374092026661566684</id><published>2008-03-14T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:35:51.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*13th March'08*|</title><content type='html'>Yaay.. got a call from my colleague at camperscorner, asking to work tomorrow and next week. hehs..  finally something to do and some income too. Probably a crash course on the new products again.. sigh.. it has been so long! No confident on sales.. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... it's finally FRIDAY! Results. LOL.. will know it in the morning. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7374092026661566684?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7374092026661566684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7374092026661566684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7374092026661566684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7374092026661566684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/13th-march08.html' title='|*13th March&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-3360116291295229846</id><published>2008-03-13T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T13:09:15.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*12th March'08*|</title><content type='html'>I think practising abstinence is a very good thing at times. Arghs.. You will be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start working, I'm getting poorer day by day, and there are just so many things I want to buy and I need money for entertainment. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start Driving Lessons!&lt;br /&gt;2. A proper earpiece!&lt;br /&gt;3. To own a pair of Chaco Sandals!&lt;br /&gt;4. Own a good pair of secateurs&lt;br /&gt;5. Ride the Singapore Flyer&lt;br /&gt;6. Shop in Esprit&lt;br /&gt;7. Own a set of Moisture White collection from Body Shop&lt;br /&gt;8. Shop in Ikea&lt;br /&gt;9. Revamp my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of now. More to come.. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-3360116291295229846?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3360116291295229846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=3360116291295229846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3360116291295229846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3360116291295229846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/12th-march08.html' title='|*12th March&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-8673118277006564005</id><published>2008-03-11T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:57:53.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*11th March'08*|</title><content type='html'>Silly. This afternoon, I remembered that there is a Lenten Penitential Service at the church near my place. I went last year and I thought it wasn't that bad so I wanted to go, but yet I felt the cowardness in me. =\ I still went in the end. This year was different. There was no introduction like last year. The priests came, and the queues started. I was kind of surprised. Ohh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was my turn, I felt my heart race for some silly reasons. Then I started talking to the priest, etc.  Weird thing is I felt emotional again. Just like last year, I don't know why? Probably because I admit I am a sinner, I haven't been a good child, or because I feel close to God. After which, I went to pray my penance. Nevertheless, I do feel better, and I am willing to be a better person and keep my faithand others closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O you silly Girl, what's there to fear of the Lord. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-8673118277006564005?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8673118277006564005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=8673118277006564005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8673118277006564005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8673118277006564005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/11th-march08.html' title='|*11th March&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7549454470234983851</id><published>2008-03-03T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:49.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*3rd March'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm BACK from Pengerang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a weekend getaway to Pengerang. Joined a group of active people on a cycling trip organised by Bukit Batok CC YEC. It was a good trip. The people of all walks of life joined in and have fun! Friendly, proactive and enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time taking a bumboat and seeing the way the experienced people loading the bikes onto the bumboat..Never see before.. =X Some of us just sat outside la.. haha.. nice view plus the sea breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started cycling from the jetty to the town Sungei Rengit, around 15km or so. It is alright to me because the road is flat all the way. Stopped at the town, had some tao huay (quite nice ok), some had chendol..nice too.. ahhh.. den we proceed to have our lunch at a seafood restaurant. We had to cycle another 10km to the chalet where we stayed for one night. The road we cycled along was along the coast most of the time. The beach at the chalet is beautiful too. Lots of wind, strong waves. We got forgot to bring the parashoot kite. The wind is strong and non-stop, it'd have been so exciting. AHH!! =\ Then again we had ice-breaking games, and other team games we play during camps..so fun la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had BBQ dinner, so much food till we had leftovers. It started raining a little while after dinner ended, so couldn't go to the beach for a walk.=\ But still.. I came out for a while until it starts drizzling again.. there was high tide, and with the constant strong wind, the waves are strong too.&lt;br /&gt;A few of us continued to play a game of Taboo. The number of rules were increasing and we began to have difficulty understanding each other. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was a windy morning again.. Had a good breakfast and went for a short walk followed by cycling.. exploration the other end.&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity that I didn't bring my camera. sIgh... Great views there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip has been a relaxing one. Next up, thinking of helping out in the upcoming 5 mountain race in Johor. Must climb mountain.. hmm.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173546947287437570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R8whibXf0QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zkgzNDS-TLs/s320/2303989743_66c04ebeae_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Group Pic at the Beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7549454470234983851?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7549454470234983851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7549454470234983851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7549454470234983851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7549454470234983851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/03/3rd-march07.html' title='|*3rd March&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R8whibXf0QI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zkgzNDS-TLs/s72-c/2303989743_66c04ebeae_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-439514057615993495</id><published>2008-02-28T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:47:30.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*28th Feb'08*|</title><content type='html'>This week is filled with activities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my final presentation on tuesday, and I felt that I have done pretty well, including the question and answer. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was this morning, I had an informal interview with the Assistant Director of SBG. Basically to know my preferences and interest in Horticulture and work. =X He told me a lot about what is expected and my jobscope. Anywayz, did fine I guess. Shall wait for HR's directions in these two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off this week, I'm going on a cycling trip this weekend to pengerang. Will be enjoying the beach and stay in Desaru chalet. Hehs. Hope to burn off as many calories as possible. LOLz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-439514057615993495?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/439514057615993495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=439514057615993495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/439514057615993495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/439514057615993495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/28th-feb08.html' title='|*28th Feb&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1578629847849345242</id><published>2008-02-19T17:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:50.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*17th Feb'08*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kite Flying Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to help out in the S'pore Kite Festival In Punggol on Sunday. We went to have brunch and began to set up the kites. The event was from 2pm-6pm. We were busy doing work before we got to have fun after 3pm. It is my first time see so many different types of kites in the same field. There were a few international kite flyers around too. Their kites are huge! I got to help set up some which is just so complicated. Well, at least I managed to learn a few things. Those kites there are not the conventional kites. They are Big kites, train kites, stunt kites and parashoot kites. The big kites are set up and tied onto the pegs for display. The wind was consistent throughout the day and the weather was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most exciting part was I got to try flying two of those kites! I tried to fly the parashoot kite first and then moved on to the stunt kite. Both are controlled in the same way. The kite kept dropping in the beginning, coz I don't know how to control it. Kinda Frustrating, but then once I got the hang of it everything just falls into place.=D The stunt kite is lighter, and can do more tricks, but I didn't manage to do a spin properly..=\ Well, at least I can fly the kite myself and control the kite. Yaay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kite flying seems to be contagious, the turn out went up to about a 1000 people. Members of the public joined in too and the kites were sold out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Flew kites for about 2-3hrs. By the end of the day, I got sun burnt.=\ Totally didn't expect that. It seems to be a little one sided too......= Ooh well, I had Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168630302243418914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7qp4BSJ8yI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QQS2zhLm24w/s320/P1020161+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There are kites everywhere in this field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168631071042564914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7qqkxSJ8zI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9SNPVmbDQ2s/s320/P1020144+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The big ring kite by the French team (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is tedious to set up!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168633227116147554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7qsiRSJ82I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wMvxYG-_Mx8/s320/P1020146+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Up in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168633600778302322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7qs4BSJ83I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cr-FMAh-5Vk/s320/P1020145+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With the clouds...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168634648750322562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7qt1BSJ84I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZjXA0TEZvEg/s320/P1020171+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The stunt kite I flew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7qsWBSJ81I/AAAAAAAAAEk/IgMUkJbds7Y/s1600-h/P1020146+resized.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1578629847849345242?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1578629847849345242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1578629847849345242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1578629847849345242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1578629847849345242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/17th-feb08.html' title='|*17th Feb&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7qp4BSJ8yI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QQS2zhLm24w/s72-c/P1020161+resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-2233400770096627028</id><published>2008-02-15T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:52.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*15th Feb'08*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I spent my Valentine's Day in Sentosa! Actually I went for the Sentosa Flowers 2008. =D First time attending the show, it was ok to me. Ahh.. so sweet of you to come out early just to bring me there. Lucky never get into trouble. tsk tsk. =p Anyway, saw 3 of my classmates working there again this year, caught up with 1 of them on our current job status. =X Took picture with her, but I realise I'm not sure what her phone number is... =\ Managed to asked her to help my friend and I take a picture, so shy la..=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the flower exhibition, we saw LKY, we were about to take picture with the rat mascot, when someone suddenly asked us to move to one side. The staff actually told me I should take picture of LKY instead. I was just puzzled. We stepped onto the curb and we saw what's going on. haha.. Lucky day indeed. After going through the exhibition, we went to play the Luge and went for a skyride. Wheee!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of Fun, Love and Joy! Happy Valentine's Day! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168132794706686610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7jlZRSJ8pI/AAAAAAAAADI/nP51syDqtkI/s320/Sentosa+fLOWERS+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sentosa Flowers 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168143038203687650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7juthSJ8uI/AAAAAAAAADw/M5cNeP1irQU/s320/P1020044+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Beautiful shot of red Gerbera. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168141582209774258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7jtYxSJ8rI/AAAAAAAAADY/VPigiD8wOck/s320/P1020029+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With the Rat Mascot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168142492742841026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7juNxSJ8sI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZicOr7oS9IQ/s320/P1020074+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With Norah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168144635931521794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7jwKhSJ8wI/AAAAAAAAAEA/P4EwIWpKqLQ/s320/P1020073+resized,+cropped.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-2233400770096627028?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2233400770096627028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=2233400770096627028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2233400770096627028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2233400770096627028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/15th-feb08.html' title='|*15th Feb&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7jlZRSJ8pI/AAAAAAAAADI/nP51syDqtkI/s72-c/Sentosa+fLOWERS+resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-2436720271976085748</id><published>2008-02-11T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:56.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*CNY*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like my Chinese New Year since young, I will travel to my grandma house in Gemas, Negri Sembilan, Malaysia. I got to spent 1 day more this year. This year is just GREAT! I got to see EVERYONE!!! Especially my xiao gu. =D Usually my family will leave on the 2nd day of CNY and her family returns on the 3rd day, but coz we extended our stay, we met everyone! ALL my relatives and cousins. hehs. The young ones are just adorable and they really grow up fast. Took quite a number of pictures with some of them too. Got to play with them also.. haha.. I'm a big sister..=X Then again, I slept the most this year too, relax ma.. played too must in the city. LOLz. It's 100% relaxation in a kampong for 4 days. =D Ohh.. and now the express train from S'pore to KL stops in Gemas in between, because it is an interchange for trains going north-east and north-west(i think). Yaay! means next time I can take the train there..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167047954687193666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7UKvRSJ8kI/AAAAAAAAACg/d0j4GaYqrDc/s320/P1010792+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mid-Afternoon Lunch on CNY Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167049758573458050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7UMYRSJ8oI/AAAAAAAAADA/_2PfHbYXuiI/s320/P1010802+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The famous 'lor ack' by my grandma. =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167048109306016338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7UK4RSJ8lI/AAAAAAAAACo/Rrwy6Mjhw5Y/s320/P1010811+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There.. My Grandma House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167048341234250338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7ULFxSJ8mI/AAAAAAAAACw/L5C3T7R55Po/s320/P1010884+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The small church in Gemas. According to my Aunt,Priest only visit once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167049247472349810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7UL6hSJ8nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pWfis_KvX-Y/s320/P1010898+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My xiao gu's 3 children with my bro and I. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-2436720271976085748?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2436720271976085748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=2436720271976085748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2436720271976085748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2436720271976085748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='|*CNY*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R7UKvRSJ8kI/AAAAAAAAACg/d0j4GaYqrDc/s72-c/P1010792+resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6975137364967800393</id><published>2008-01-30T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T11:03:51.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*30th Jan'08*|</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling sleepy at work this week. Why? I did sleep before 12am, and I go home around 10pm? Sigh.. Work hasn't been that hectic ever since the final report is done. =X&lt;br /&gt;Think too much at night? haha.. maybe because I am missing something..=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next wednesday is my last day of attachment!! Tomorrow is the graduation from NParks! If i'm offered a job, I'll probably start in mid-march. =) By then I'll be more financially able-ed and can try to catch up with you ahh..haha..=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply for basic theory/ just enrol in Class 3 course&lt;br /&gt;Apply for Penjerang Cycling Trip&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year- 6th to 10th Feb in M'sia&lt;br /&gt;*23rd Feb&lt;br /&gt;Study for Basic Theory&lt;br /&gt;Penjerang Cycling Trip- 1st to 2nd March&lt;br /&gt;Start Work before 20th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I'm suppose to be working.. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6975137364967800393?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6975137364967800393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6975137364967800393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6975137364967800393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6975137364967800393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/30th-jan08.html' title='|*30th Jan&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1078638018663275095</id><published>2008-01-23T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:40:46.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*23rd Jan'08*|</title><content type='html'>Here I am blogging in the office when I am suppose to do my Final report. Actually, I'm supposed to be working, but my supervisor allowed my friends and I to do our report, but basically I don't feel so stress is because my manager is not around. =X Anywayz, we're already in a slacking mood as attachment is going to end in less than 2 weeks!!! HURRAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a few plans in mind already, such as working part- time, go on a cycling trip and Dinner and Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my friends and I were planning to go for DnD, our lecturer persuaded us to go, but now, the people who are going seem very few, and I don't feel like going anymore. I compared the cycling trip and DnD, I feel that I'll have much more fun during the cycling trip than in DnD. In which the expenses for DnD is so much more than the trip. Sigh.. =\ I always thought I could attend DnD and have fun with a bunch of friends, but the number is so small and that I don't know much people in the entire faculty. so.. this is the disadvantage of being in a course which only haf 2 classes. =\ If everyone is not united, there goes the fun. =(  I heard that my lecturer said we hafta go coz he paid for it already, wahh.. I feel bad la...=\ but what if it isn't worth my money.....=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also.. If I really join SBG, when should I start work? If I don't start work, the holiday will be a poor holiday..coz no income, considering that I have spent most of it..grrrrr...=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I need to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish the report. (it's holding me back!!)&lt;br /&gt;Memorise my presentation to CEO next fri.&lt;br /&gt;Buy formal top for next fri.&lt;br /&gt;Buy CNY clothes and SHOES!&lt;br /&gt;Study Basic Theory.&lt;br /&gt;Go for Cycling Trip to Desaru! (Anyone interested?)&lt;br /&gt;Go Sabah, climb Mt Kinabalu with my Cadets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1078638018663275095?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1078638018663275095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1078638018663275095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1078638018663275095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1078638018663275095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/23rd-jan08.html' title='|*23rd Jan&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-5993453746542467583</id><published>2008-01-20T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:56.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*20th Jan' 07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Work has been quite hectic the pass few weeks. Due to the upcoming developments in SBG. Got attacked by mosquitoes twice in three days. =.= I think I'm TOO dark already la... especially the face..=\ Sigh.. I might continue working there if I'm successful. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 of my friend got a new car last Sunday, didn't get the chance to go with him but we went out the next day. hehs.. =X The good thing about having a car is that you can go anywhere. haha..=X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157488741526810450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5MUr1PIL1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/gNJZg-Ab5e8/s320/P1010320.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is along Coastal PCN from ECP. Most scenic view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went cycling yesterday. I have been wanting to try out the Eastern Loop of the park connector network (PCN), so we went to recce yesterday. HAHA. Well, we started from East Coast Park, and decided to go along Changi Park Connector. I visited that area on friday during an excursion, and I was really impressed by the scenic view. The trees especially doesn't resemble the city view of Singapore. Impressed, I cycled through there yesterday. We followed the directions which led us to Changi Beach Park and along Changi Airport. The routes den led us to loyang, tampanies, pasir ris, bedok and back to ecp. we skipped siglap due to time constrain which due to some bad linkage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157489544685694818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5MValPIL2I/AAAAAAAAACY/2ZVZFRE3Nsg/s320/P1010324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; @Changi Beach Park, the Casuarinas make the place don't look like S'pore at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Bedok Park Connector was the most disappointing one. It is 6km,second longest after the coastal park connector (which is the best!). We got lost even following the directions printed on the road and signages. Worst still there was an end of PCN and we travelled all over before finding the way back to ecp. At the part at Bedok reservoir, the road was sand. How can a person blade on sand?! so we turned back to the canal and went towards changi road. Weirdest thing is.. towards the end.. there's a sign that says "Please dismount and turn right and find your way to the nearest PCN." OMG! like we know where the next connector is.. There's another sign before that led us to jay walk. weird right. =\ I realise that along Bedok Park connector, there isn't the usual brown signboards along the route, and the signages are confusing. That was the major misleading area throughout the travel. We encountered a few at loyang, where we have to cross the junction where to PCN continues. Good thing we were alert and saw the brown signages. The other place we got lost was at changi beach park, where we couldn't find the way to changi PCN. Actually not as bad as the bedok one, we had to be alert and look at the printing on the tarmac road. HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend was roller blading while I cycled, and.. he fell at 1 of the slopes towards the canal along bedok PCN (Stunned a while..), which we thought was so not worth it as it brought us a lot of trouble finding out way. We ended up on the roads. Good thing my friend knew the way back to ecp. Just nice along the terrace houses at Bedok Ria, I saw a neighbourhood park behind, and I thought why not we go by there, might lead us back to ecp in a safer way. True enough, it's a park and it's a continuation of the PCN which leads back to ECP via Bedok Park Connector. That's why I say Bedok Park Connector is very disappointing. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend quite impressed by my guess on the park. Haha.. and said no wonder I'm in NParks.. lolx.. Lucky we went by there or we'll be along the road.=.=" We made it back safely to ECP. BUT, the underpass does not have slopes,so I gotta carry the bicycle. AND.. there isn't a signage from ECP to the Bedok connector, so basically no1 would have known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I wanted to go by Bedok and return via coastal PCN coz.. save the best to the last ma.. but it was an easier way out la.. haha.. Ohh well..we had fun la..! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jalan Kayu for Prata after that. All the calories burnt returned again.. LOL. The whole eatern loop is approx. 42km in distance, I wonder how much more we have travelled..=\ hehx... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-5993453746542467583?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5993453746542467583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=5993453746542467583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5993453746542467583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5993453746542467583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/20th-jan-07.html' title='|*20th Jan&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5MUr1PIL1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/gNJZg-Ab5e8/s72-c/P1010320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1835621989419496752</id><published>2008-01-09T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:03:14.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*9th Jan' 08*|</title><content type='html'>Today is a ... hmm... "blur" day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I mistook 2 of my friends for 2 other people. Mistaken Identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, at work. I'm supposed to call Seph, but I ended up calling Sumo. I thought I click on the right name but I guess not. Until Sumo told me he's not Seph. LOL. Faintz.. Very paiseh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, at home. My friend Valerie from NPStrings sms-ed me if she can interview me about Tree Climbing because she is doing a feature article about it for 1 of her modules. At 1st I thought she is my HR colleague (Head of HR). I was quite puzzled on why she needs to call me for interview when I can just meet up with her at work tomorrow. The other suspicious thing is how come she doesn't know where the garage is and she doesn't know who my friends and supervisors are. Finally she said she is Valerie from Strings. Then it striked me.!!!!!! I'm so Sorry!!!!!!! ... That was embarrassing.... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a better day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1835621989419496752?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1835621989419496752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1835621989419496752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1835621989419496752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1835621989419496752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/9th-jan-08.html' title='|*9th Jan&apos; 08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4129019941038361767</id><published>2008-01-01T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:05:05.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*1st Jan' 08*|</title><content type='html'>OHHH!! 1st Post of 2008! hAppy NeW yEar EveryOne!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still... didn't manage to catch a good view of fireworks for photo and video taking.. Wasted. Sigh.. Next time I'll only bring 1 fren along.. =.=" Or just have fun with a group of pple somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st movie watched in 2008, Alien Vs Predator 2. The movie is considered good, although it's not my kind of movie. I thought to myself, if I can watch through Resident Evil, what is this to me. HAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz.. the last few days of 2007 have been quite fun. One of it is.. I've finally fulfilled my wish of going clubbing! LOL. Somehow my dad allowed me to stay out late la.. HAHA..I got home before 3am though.. and they're asleep.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday was NParks year end Party at Hortpark. We suggested to go somewhere after the party, so my colleague suggested St. James Power Station. Since the rest of the people are not as enthusiatic as us, we decided that we should just go ahead with this plan. They asked me along again and I was just into the party mood, so I decided to ask my dad for permission to stay out late. HEH.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. the Verdict: I'm not really in for clubbing. It's fun, when u're high on alcohol and with the friends you can have fun with, but I just don't enjoy being high and going to such places frequently lahs.. I don't think I'll go clubbing again anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. James is not exactly squeezy..places I went to are Boiler and Powerhouse. Can't imagine how Zouk will be like.. LOL...nahs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who went. =) We ALL had fun la... HAHA.. farnie things happen too la.. but like the rest haf said, it's normal. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home safely..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4129019941038361767?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4129019941038361767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4129019941038361767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4129019941038361767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4129019941038361767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-jan-08.html' title='|*1st Jan&apos; 08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6489280537436022039</id><published>2007-12-17T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T22:45:44.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*17th Dec'07*|</title><content type='html'>I don't like the feeling of uncertainty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Nature take it's call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want the past to repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6489280537436022039?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6489280537436022039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6489280537436022039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6489280537436022039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6489280537436022039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/17th-dec07.html' title='|*17th Dec&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-344445583500315851</id><published>2007-12-14T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:51:08.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*14th Dec/07*</title><content type='html'>Yaay!! I've finally gone out to shop! Looking at every possible things which I can get as a gift for whoever.. lolz.. but well..I'm kinda selfish.. coz.. I pay more attention to what I need to get for myself. =X Hehz.. I've seen a few things which I can get as a gifts.. so not too bad.. just that I'm already over budget yet again. December's pay is coming! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. ystd's late msg from joe is shocking.. Where did that come from? How did u come out with that question? It's SO RANDOM!!! *fAiNtz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-344445583500315851?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/344445583500315851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=344445583500315851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/344445583500315851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/344445583500315851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/14th-dec07.html' title='|*14th Dec/07*'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7701983983005616894</id><published>2007-12-05T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:37:47.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*5th Dec' 07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;You can't even understand yourself, not sure what you want and the way you do things, and you can say women just do not get it. Hah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7701983983005616894?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7701983983005616894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7701983983005616894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7701983983005616894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7701983983005616894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/12/5th-dec-07.html' title='|*5th Dec&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1233896567641844665</id><published>2007-11-28T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:57.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*28th Nov'08*|</title><content type='html'>After these few days, I finally understood why my friend do not mind or prefers somebody who is 10 years older than her. Mainly because they are more mature, although sometimes it may not be the case. At the same time, they're also more stable financially. I've seen the difference and really the maturity has impressed me, but part of me still think it's kinda old even when the gap is 8 years not even 10 to say. Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, attachment is getting more stressful in a way. Gotta keep myseourselves busy and do something productive. Rainy days are coming, not a very good thing, but better than super strong sun. Mosquitoes are still driving me crazy. =.= My colleagues say it takes at least 1 year to get the number of bites reduce. wth?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays.. and I really feel that the trekking boots is calling out to me saying :BUY ME! coz it's at half price which is 140bucks. Consider it a long term investment and hopefully I can make use of it by continuing to work there. =X Plus I can forsee that I may go trekking/backpacking next time too. It might just make tree climbing a little easier as the sole has more grip on the bark. Money not enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137862637193487106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R01a2NKrYwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XUu1MnDw1wc/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; That's me up on the 1st branch of the Rain Tree. Got help onto the branch by another climber. Hope to climb again on Friday! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1233896567641844665?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1233896567641844665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1233896567641844665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1233896567641844665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1233896567641844665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/11/28th-nov08.html' title='|*28th Nov&apos;08*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R01a2NKrYwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XUu1MnDw1wc/s72-c/DSC00038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-2069695647514336782</id><published>2007-11-14T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:01:53.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s still too early to say....=\'/><title type='text'>|*14th Nov'07*|</title><content type='html'>Really.. What's your problem. Yea.. I might not have been able to check my emails due to access problems at work. Sorry but for ur info pple,I work OUTDOORS most of the time. 2ndly, I do reply to emails which ask for my availability, so stop picking on me. Ever since the day I showed my displeasure, such things pops up. I dunno how I'm gonna put it la.. I even have problems explaining to my frens wat the hell happen kays. This is not the way to show that u're interested in some1 la come'on. It's negative. It's puzzling and just shows tt u're unsure of what u're doing. and it can be scary kays. I tot u knew and understood wad I've said b4. but i guess u didnt. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I believe I deserve better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-2069695647514336782?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2069695647514336782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=2069695647514336782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2069695647514336782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2069695647514336782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/11/14th-nov07_14.html' title='|*14th Nov&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7672651424591229979</id><published>2007-11-14T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:17:48.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*14th Nov'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“You will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you will be my witnesses” (Acts 1:8).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;This will be the theme for World Youth Day 2008 at Sydney Australia. Anybody want to join me? Haha.. A journey in which  might be a turning point to you and also to continue strengthening your faith with God. Price is not that expensive as compared to 2 wks of holidaying at the same destination. A price to pay but an experience with God in turn which is Priceless. All are welcomed. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go for this event. I don't know why, but somehow I feel strongly that I should go. Problem is there're things that are holding me back. 1: If I were to be working, how? I'm not sure when work will start and to take 2wks of leave in the beginning is not v. nice. Plus, there might be a important and big event preparation in that month.=\ but then again, if I were to go, it'll be planned and confirmed 9 months in advanced. 2ndly, What if I'll be studying? which I doubt so la.. but what if. If I study in Aust, it shld be fine, but if it's somewhere esle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that everything will have an answer to it especially with God, everything will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7672651424591229979?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7672651424591229979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7672651424591229979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7672651424591229979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7672651424591229979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/11/14th-nov07.html' title='|*14th Nov&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4975659010235144075</id><published>2007-11-11T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:05:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*10th Nov'07*|</title><content type='html'>Degree in Botany...??? Degree in Horticulture???&lt;br /&gt;Being a Botanist sounds very 'scientist'. Horticulture is like.. nothing much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment in Kew Garden (UK) sounds interesting. Courses in the morning and work in the afternoon, but $$$.=\ (Some Brit tourists asked us to come work there. U sponsor? haha..)&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to check out Fairchild Botanic Garden (Florida).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently doing Aboriculture now. Tree Climbing lessons tomorrow. HAHA.. Weather better be good. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. I needa stop buying things.. coz I dunno where my money has gone to.. and I haven't got my contact lenses.. lolz..=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus.. I'm thinking if anymore of my close friends get attached, I think I'll be a loner soon.. lolz.. jkjk..=X Take Care Pple.. cya soon..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4975659010235144075?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4975659010235144075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4975659010235144075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4975659010235144075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4975659010235144075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/11/10th-nov07.html' title='|*10th Nov&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1876103783477876599</id><published>2007-10-25T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:26:52.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*25th Oct' 07*|</title><content type='html'>I beginning to take the Orchids for granted.. coz I have been seeing them everyday for 2 months now...die.. =( Cannot cannot... Must appreciate and see the beauty in them.. haha.. just like the visitors who are seeing them for the 1st time.. lolz..=x I remembered the 1st time I went into NOG, I woah-ed here and htere when I entered the Mist House..Now I don't.. I wonder if it'll still be as exciting working in there as an officer compared to being a cadet. Perhaps not entirely. I think it's because of the responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Really Not easy to maintain the National Orchid Garden (NOG). So if anyone of you were to visit NOG in the future, please appreaciate the effort and hard work. HAHA. 2ha of extremely high maintenance plants is really tough, but to see the effort being paid- off, it's a very good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have OT again next week, having a private function. Overnight? Possible, but will be very tired the next day. Might not be a wise decision, but that's not up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Many things to think about. My Future!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;You know, sometimes it is best to remain single when you are unsure. We have friends for a reason. It is certainly not easy to maintain a good and long friendship, there'll be sacrifices, but it is how we handle them. Being with a bunch of close friends which you can hang out with will keep you occupied. It really helps.  Some can lend a hearing ear and give advices. Just share. I'm really glad to have a group a friends which I can go out with and talk to. Even though I'm not their best friend or the closest bunch of friends. Hope to have one someday. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1876103783477876599?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1876103783477876599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1876103783477876599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1876103783477876599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1876103783477876599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/25th-oct-07.html' title='|*25th Oct&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-3255011709552258083</id><published>2007-10-12T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:24:11.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*12th Oct'07*|</title><content type='html'>What do I really want in life? Be it my career, my personal life? Somehow I feel lost these past few weeks. I continue to attend mass as usual, but something's kinda lost? I mean, I feel lost? Why? I can't seem to find the exact reason. It's fustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is, I realised that I'm not as direct as I was before. Weird huh. Be it things to do with the heart or general stuff. Is this for the better or for the worse? It just irritates me when someone doesn't understand me or don't get my point, but then I just can't shoot it out directly. Since when did I become 'softer'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can say is... do not go overboard just because I don't bite as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think that love will find me rather that me trying to find it. But then again, when it comes, I can't be blinded either. Ohh well, I haven't been brooding over the pass too much now, thanks to the friends that are with me since our last year. I'm enjoying their company and it keeps me occupied. I just don't want to brood over UNsure things. I seriously hate mixed and confused signals, but I can't seem to say it straight out. What the hell is wrong with me. I haven been bothered for quite some time and it's hunting me again. The truth does hurt right? Staying single is still the best option when you're still unsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today... gg out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-3255011709552258083?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3255011709552258083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=3255011709552258083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3255011709552258083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3255011709552258083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/12th-oct07.html' title='|*12th Oct&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-5453705893390576910</id><published>2007-10-07T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T17:15:12.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*6th Oct'07*|</title><content type='html'>On Monday, the Jacob Ballas Children's Garden was opened. Helped out in face painting for the kids. HAHA. Tried out some designs before the people start coming in. It was the most "creative" day for me as I actually drew.. randomly. Flowers, butterfly, a dove, mistletoe(but pple think its cherries..),balloons,car. Too bad I wasn't able to draw what the boys like, guns, swords, spiders etc. =\ HAHA..I drew the whole day.. after that my supervisor let us drive the dumper around eco-lake individually. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday, we got to visit Changi Airport Terminal 3! It's really HUGE. walk till leg pain.. lols.. We were supposed to act lost, the fact that we were supposed to check in at T-3 instead of T2, and to make our way back to T3 in time for the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll be at NOG (National Orchid Garden), doing maintenance and landscaping. It's tiring, considering the weather.. drying me up. =.=" Supervising the workers.. etc. Tying of orchids on the tree barks.. somehow, it is fasinating to the tourists.. haha.. I was able to answer their questions though... =) Ooh.. some thought the Phalaenopsis flowers were fake....=\ Geez...Tying it up up wasn't easy. I wish I could try it again.. = Tying Oncidium is much easier coz it is smaller, lighter and easy to balance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-5453705893390576910?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5453705893390576910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=5453705893390576910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5453705893390576910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5453705893390576910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/6th-oct07.html' title='|*6th Oct&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-9120854459556053614</id><published>2007-09-29T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:57.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*27th Sept'07*|</title><content type='html'>26th Sept'07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch the concert performance of Mozart's Le Nozzle di Figaro (The Marriage of Figaro) at the Esplanade Concert Hall. It was performed by the world renown Vienna State Opera and Conducted by Seiji Ozawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited when I saw this perfomance in sistic website. The ticket was expensive even though it was student price, but the concert was GREAT! The only minus point was my seat is behind the performers... the orchestra was right below. When the prchestra is playing, I can't really hear the singers as they are singing towards the hall, I was behind, that's why.. But then, I think the performers realised that there are audiences at the back so, they sort of change their position at times, and we could hear much better and the subtitle screen was in front. Haha... =X Seriously the performance was good. I should learn up some Italian.. haha.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118515997430231074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/RwifLjv7sCI/AAAAAAAAABc/GZxH9RJFt_8/s320/070927_231055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                      The booklet is 'classy'. haha..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was a little surprised to see the concert go-ers all in formal attire. Female in dresses and Men in suits, some w/o the coat but with a tie. Luckily I wasn't wearing jeans and shirt. lols.. but blouse and pants.. lols.. coz I went straight from work. There were only a few youngsters like me (very few). Weird, but there are quite a number of Japanese, maybe they are fans of the conductor.. haha..=X &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anywayz, I was glad that I decided to go for the concert, despite the price and having to go alone. The performance is worth it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-9120854459556053614?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/9120854459556053614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=9120854459556053614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/9120854459556053614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/9120854459556053614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/27th-sept07.html' title='|*27th Sept&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/RwifLjv7sCI/AAAAAAAAABc/GZxH9RJFt_8/s72-c/070927_231055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1164749633198996075</id><published>2007-09-22T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:57.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*22nd Sept'07*|</title><content type='html'>XINg! celebrated my birthday after practice.. so sweet la.. haha.. We ended practice at 11:15pm, I was desperate to go home coz work is 8am the next day. We were preparing for a performance on sunday that's why. Then they called me over and celebrated my b'day (1 day late la.. nvm but most memoriable.. oops =X). They wanted to buy those stuff they usually buy when they celebrate our members' bday (those junk food), but can't as we needa sing on sunday, so D said we should have more healthy stuff but you know wad, my cake was a mooncake, and she bought ruffles and nachos.. but we cant eat them.. LOL.. so farnie la they'all... My teacher-friend, played bday song.. haha.. good to haf musicians around.. (not me la.. i dunno how to play=X). The last and Most impromtu b'day card. Creative! =D I like it a lot. Ooh, the things they write make me laugh.. HAHA! Thank You XINg! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118523792795873346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/RwimRTv7sEI/AAAAAAAAABs/raTOPpZZIZM/s320/BDAY+Card+crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                            So nice la.. must see it then know.. I can't do such things that's why..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1164749633198996075?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1164749633198996075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1164749633198996075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1164749633198996075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1164749633198996075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='|*22nd Sept&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/RwimRTv7sEI/AAAAAAAAABs/raTOPpZZIZM/s72-c/BDAY+Card+crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4983244345367793084</id><published>2007-09-17T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:27:07.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*17th Sept '07*|</title><content type='html'>The past weeks had been hectic , so is this week. Rehearsal tomorrow at VCH for Sunday's Performance. I can do it. I can Start the whole song well.. ohh pls.... Roarr!! To Sing solo in VCH is like Wao.. but the coward side will be like.. arghhs..=\ Nevertheless, I will try my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Concert on Sunday will be good. Enjoyment guaranteed. 1st half of formal pieces and 2nd half of informal pieces. Guest perfooormers includes Winner of National A Capella Championships (All Fyne), NP Choir, NP A capella (Linkage), XING! and ME!! =x Pls do come and Support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the Pieces we're doing includes,&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;One Sweet Day, I'll be there for you (Friends), Lonesome Road, Here There Everywhere and With a Little Help from my Friends (Beatles) and The secret Garden Medley (Musical). Plus 3 beautiful Spanish Pieces, 5 Hebrew Love Songs, and Simple Gifts, with F horn, Clarinet, Violin and Piano Accompaniment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This Sunday evening @VCH, Doors Open at 7:30pm. Tix at $15 Each, Free Seating. Do Come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ooh man.. gonna go 1 yr older vvveeerrryyy soooonnn....=\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4983244345367793084?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4983244345367793084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4983244345367793084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4983244345367793084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4983244345367793084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/17th-sept-07.html' title='|*17th Sept &apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7863120314476449128</id><published>2007-09-09T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:04:20.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*9th Sept'07*|</title><content type='html'>2 weeks have passed!!!! I've survived my 1st 2 weeks of attachment at Singapore Botanic Gardens(SBG)! haha.. Actually it's not that bad. My attachment in SBG is 6 months. The 10 of us will rotate to different areas during the 6 months. For me, my 1st month will be in the National Orchid Garden[NOG] ( Nursery). To me I thought it'll be fun to be in NOG but its the nursery.. hmm..I'm not that attracted to Nursery work, but after 2 weeks, I realised that this nursery in NOG is a bit different from those outside. Well obviously its different rite.. there's only Orchids in here. duhs! My partner and I had been taught the different methods of pottings different types of Orchids. How to trim the roots and plant the orchids in so that it won't move, and also tying the orchid onto a fern bark.. and later the workers will tie them up on the trees. I've come to realise that to learn about Orchids, it is neverending, just like chinese characters.=.= There're just SO many "complications". U know.. things like hybridisation, crossing the plants here and there, doubling the chromosomes.. creating cultivars..etc. -.-" I read a bit about Vandas and its already a ton to understand, to think about the rest. =\ The names of the orchids can confused me the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I can't imagine the pple potting the whole day, it's just plain boring. My friends up at NOG seems to have more work. I'll have my chance next month, gotta build up my body stamina... and it'll prolly be sunny next month too.. geeezz.. dun be surprised if I became a few shades darker.. lolz.. Nevertheless, it is a privilege to walk into NOG every morning on the way to work. Appreciating the orchids on display etc. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being busy with my attachment, I have a performance coming up in 2 weeks. Been invited to perform with the SP Voices for their upcoming inaugural performance at VCH. Trying damn hard to find time to learn everything and MEMORISE everything. All because I was too slack b4 my attachment. =X I believe the concert will be good. The songs are great, the quality is better than you know.... and hopefully the external group I'm in will be able to perform the medley from a musical......although we're facing some doubts. It'll be a breakthrough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7863120314476449128?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7863120314476449128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7863120314476449128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7863120314476449128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7863120314476449128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/9th-sept07.html' title='|*9th Sept&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-3560282193745632859</id><published>2007-08-28T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:12:46.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*28th August' 07*|</title><content type='html'>"Blady Hell" is gonna be my next favourite word... O.o... Thanks to my partner.. lols...=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Update more soon..... that's when I'm free and energised.. lols..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-3560282193745632859?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3560282193745632859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=3560282193745632859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3560282193745632859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3560282193745632859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/28th-august-07.html' title='|*28th August&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-3023608593874920166</id><published>2007-08-22T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T23:22:46.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be studying for this Friday's paper.. but I've been doing other things instead. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday evening, went to watch the fireworks display with libin. It was a last minute decision. haha.. Not bad leh.. haha.. just tt maybe my camera skill aren't tt good.. lolx =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Went to Tangs. Woke up early in the morning just to go mac for breakfast. &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;" Yea.. I did.. (do i haf a choice?=\) The 2 of them claimed that it was nice.. hmmmm... kk.. truthfully speaking, it is la.. but the inner layer is kinda short leh.. lolz. =X And it's a BIG contrast between the stuff that i usually wear can. K.. I didn't buy that coz I tot I won't wear it as often as that pair of shoe. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Can't wake up again, but woke up by a fren and dragged me for a run. omg.. in the afternoon, jogged non stop for 30mins or more? can't believe i did that. lol.. went home totally wrong... slacked the whole day. Helped my mom to Baked Potato and Meat Pie. Nice.. best when served hot. haha.. bro nearly finished everything when he just had a packet of chicken rice.. wth.. that was my dinner. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Didn't go for a jog.. cannot la.. hai.... i'm just plain lazy bah..how to get fit aiyo.. k nvm.. tot i could study but.. nvr.. Went to Far East PLaza  to collect my stuff. Tot i'd go home, but as usual, I start to shop. Saw a long necklace.. nice.. but can't buy coz cannot spend liao la.. saw a shirt at hula and co. v nice.. but a bit tight..only M size. can wear but tight la.. I like the Words! K.. den I saw the Miss .....  shirts.. selling at $15. Tot for v v v long.. i noe its common now.. but i need such shirts.. so I bought 1.. =\ actually 1 to buy 2 de loh... but now lack money ma.. so settled with 1 only.. sighh.. shld buy Miss Stubborn..I told my mom, she said Yea. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-3023608593874920166?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3023608593874920166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=3023608593874920166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3023608593874920166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3023608593874920166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-supposed-to-be-studying-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6830529411897009428</id><published>2007-08-06T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:06:48.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*6th August'07*|</title><content type='html'>Went for NDP's combined rehearsal 6 two days ago. Disappointed. Not a full rehearsal and there's not fireworks..sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless.. I was kinda happy.. still... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw 2 people.. well.. 1st is someone whom I've known recently, well I just found him good looking that's all.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd.. I saw the guy whom I went gaga over, 6 years ago. It's a pity that I didn't get to know him better as a friend due to some people. He still regconised me..ahh!! =D Don't know why, but that kinda made my day. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6830529411897009428?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6830529411897009428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6830529411897009428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6830529411897009428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6830529411897009428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/6th-august07.html' title='|*6th August&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7586788352248689619</id><published>2007-08-05T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:21:58.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*4th Aug'07*|</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was HLM Day. We had prize presentation. We year 3s had become very playful. LOLs.. So much enthusiasium, I'm surprised, but we had FUN! There were lots of food for us, we ate and ate, such gluttons we are. haha.=X Plus we took loads of pictures. Friends and also as a class, with our lecturers too.. so nice. I guess we all got the feeling we will miss everyone, our classes(as in having class), lecturers and school, that's why we're taking pictures all the time huhs.. bittersweet feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures I took with my phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094898490768082930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/RrS3LvTnx_I/AAAAAAAAABE/TmN3Dfl2kio/s320/070803_130645.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ------==Anne &amp; I==-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094898735581218818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/RrS3Z_TnyAI/AAAAAAAAABM/Gu9YZ5laSkg/s320/070803_130831.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ------==Si Min &amp; I==------ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094899182257817618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/RrS3z_TnyBI/AAAAAAAAABU/cdR2EWVzD3I/s320/070803_131017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;---==with Yr1, Li Bin &amp;amp; I==---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7586788352248689619?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7586788352248689619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7586788352248689619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7586788352248689619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7586788352248689619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/4th-aug07.html' title='|*4th Aug&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/RrS3LvTnx_I/AAAAAAAAABE/TmN3Dfl2kio/s72-c/070803_130645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7401350338668393800</id><published>2007-08-03T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T01:11:32.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being a Yr 3 is just somwhow different...'/><title type='text'>|*3rd Aug' 07*|</title><content type='html'>My chaotic days has ended! Yaay! Just 2 reports and a test and I can take a 2 weeks break before exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days are seriously chaotic. There so many things to do, I just have no time for recreation. It is simply project, project, project. This week, 3 consecutive presentations in 3 consecutive days. Woah, I actually survived. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My year 3 days are full of life. As in, it's fun, enjoy and laughter with may hardships. Well, there are times when things are really difficult, but I really learnt a lot, and I'm really grateful to have them with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester, ever since the classes were mixed due to the different electives we chose, both classes had been able to mix well, except for some people who are still in their own world. We seem to be more united even though we didn't speak much during our 1st two years. It is a great sight to see in class. =D We were also enthusiastic. Class BBQ, movies with different people. We just mix around, and we got to know each other better. Well, knowing each other's flaws and good points. Lots of ups and downs we faced, different political issues, hmm.. well we been through it together, we survived. I saw the unity in us. (still except for some.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, we're all going on our IAP in 3 weeks, we won't see each other much. However busy we might be, we must meet up yea. Birthdays (=X), gatherings, movies... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7401350338668393800?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7401350338668393800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7401350338668393800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7401350338668393800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7401350338668393800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/08/4th-aug-07.html' title='|*3rd Aug&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-8589569163129458650</id><published>2007-07-22T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T00:19:19.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*22nd July' 07*|</title><content type='html'>Is that Good News or Bad News....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhs... There are more Important things to concentrate on and worry about than that huhs.. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks of chaos... and I'm free of presentations and projects.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more weeks of school... and I'm out for attachment and maybe.. free of.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there!!! I can do it!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Serve Him the way He wants you to, Not the way you want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-8589569163129458650?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8589569163129458650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=8589569163129458650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8589569163129458650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8589569163129458650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/07/22nd-july-07.html' title='|*22nd July&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-5193656235067971399</id><published>2007-07-15T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T14:01:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*15th July' 07*|</title><content type='html'>I just found out something today, and it is the second I'm affected by it. The contact lens solution which I'm using is taken off the shelves AGAIN. 1st Renu, now Amo Complete. What a coincidence......=.=  Now I have to use something esle. Solo Care Aqua, better dun give me any trouble..=\ Funny thing is, this time my mom didn't tell me anything. I'll ask her later. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now on a personal thought. Sometimes helping a friend with personal problems (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know what I mean.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;can be quite tricky, especially when I'm a girl and that friend is a guy. I know that I only lent my listening ears, which means I've nothing to do with anything including the decision making. The tricky part is you never know what the outcome will be like even though I've got nothing to do with it. I definately Do Not want to be pulled in. Why I'm saying this? coz I've been through. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-5193656235067971399?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5193656235067971399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=5193656235067971399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5193656235067971399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5193656235067971399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/07/15th-july-07.html' title='|*15th July&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-2396534504174045319</id><published>2007-07-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T15:14:59.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*14th July' 07*|</title><content type='html'>TRANSFORMERS was Great!!!! Woots!! Never thought I would enjoy it so much.. Wahaha!! So glad I Watched it.!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;Worth Watching again! =D&lt;br /&gt;I Love Bumble Bee!!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. My earpiece died on me. At 1st I still can listen to minus-1 music, now.. not even a single sound. Arghh....=( Sigh.... Now.. I should save up and invest in a good and nice earpiece which is suitable for my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick to Creative? or venture out to other brands?? hmmm.. Gotta go check them out. Budget Budget!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-2396534504174045319?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2396534504174045319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=2396534504174045319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2396534504174045319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2396534504174045319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/07/14th-july-07.html' title='|*14th July&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-3303068661496745472</id><published>2007-07-03T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T00:43:50.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*3rd July' 07*|</title><content type='html'>Well, you know... you wouldn't have difficulty telling me that if you didn't know. You knew what might happen, maybe you just wasn't aware about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice in 2 months. Is that fate or just misfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being negative about it, I just somehow feel that my that life hasnt been really fair till this point, or rather in this few years. I should be alright.. u noe since the more negative impact one has happened so this one shouldn't be that bad. But like I've said, I have my own barriers to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, WHY before a major performance. Sighh... How many times must this happen. How many times must I go through these. I'm beginning to have fear which I think is negative.&lt;br /&gt;God knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It once again proves that All Men Are the Same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singlehood is still best but that's only when those things are Out of the Picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I'm alright. I will be. You shouldn't worry. Just worry about me being able to overcome my internal barriers because I wouldn't want the same fate as the other. I have my lesson learnt so have you. Myabe more sensitive next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-3303068661496745472?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3303068661496745472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=3303068661496745472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3303068661496745472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3303068661496745472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/07/3rd-july-07.html' title='|*3rd July&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6383514456456035449</id><published>2007-06-12T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:42:28.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*11th June'07*|</title><content type='html'>Tonight was bad. Totally. Can say I knew it from the 1st phrase that came out/I heard. Plus trying out those weird songs on the spot just tick me off. No offence but perhaps I'm just not up to it today. I'm rusty, horribily rusty. It's just STUCKED. 3 years does make a big difference. I really need to train everyday. sighh=.= I need to know how it works, need to figure it out. but these few weeks I just dun want to do it. no mood is 1 thing, just refuse to is another. =x u're fustrated i know, i am too. u know i can, i know i can too, but i'm prolly just not up to it. thats not gonna be my excuse anymore. i hafta train if i am gg to produce wad i had before. give me some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6383514456456035449?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6383514456456035449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6383514456456035449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6383514456456035449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6383514456456035449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/06/11th-june07.html' title='|*11th June&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1205224657348286710</id><published>2007-06-10T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T01:14:02.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*10th June' 07*|</title><content type='html'>If this is not looking down on me den wad is..&lt;br /&gt;What the hell are you talking about man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder things sucks with these pple around:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple who seem to get offended with everything u do, they just dun like u. period. and they dunno how to forgive and forget and start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple who are totally ignorant of everything that is around them. who has the ability to solve things but cant be bothered about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple who do things which makes pple think its nice, but actually its not exactly tt nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple who neglect things when they haf other things to commit.&lt;br /&gt;(tis i understand, sort of since i've been thru b4.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person does makes a lot of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, u dun control the world yea. let's just say i'm out for now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1205224657348286710?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1205224657348286710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1205224657348286710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1205224657348286710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1205224657348286710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/06/10th-june-07.html' title='|*10th June&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7086507248580198390</id><published>2007-06-01T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:09:48.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*31st May'07*|</title><content type='html'>Started off today by going trekking in the morning at Bukit Timah Nature Reserve. Surprised huh.. haha.. Went with 2 of my colleagues. Suppose to have 5 of us, but 2 were lazy, so I, didn't 1 to disappoint 1 of my colleagues so I decided to go. I thought that if I slept in I'll prolly not do any work so might as well do some work out. =) Our "guide" haha.. took us to different trails and we learnt to walk with a 5kg backpack and a walking stick. =) Ended before 12pm, had lunch and we decided to meet up later to play boardgames at Settler's Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Settler's Cafe might be more "posh" but it's not exactly that way. =X Anyway, we played The Settler's of Canaan, introduced by my colleague. Great game, but I didn't really excel. haha..=X After that we played monopoly. A pity that they do not have the latest Singapore's version of Monopoly and our school Library has it. =\ Ok.. Monopoly wasn't as fun within our group as compared to my friends. =X I thought The Settlers of Canaan was more exciting in our group. =) Had a great laugh! HAHA. Glad that I joined you'all today, though my luck isn't with me today.=\ We should organise this kinda thing more often especially on public holidays. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home an hour later than expected. Shocked to see my house door locked to the gate. I thought that my parents were angry that I didn't come home as early as I'd said so they lock them, but as I walked closer, I saw those writings of loanshark on the door. I was puzzled that the storey number written was different, although the unit number is the same. I panicked for a&lt;br /&gt;few seconds, thought of calling the police, but I know my parents are inside, so I dialed my dad's no. but I thought why not just press the door bell, faster. My dad thought I did it for fun until I showed him the locked. So basically I was locked outside my house for no reason. =.= Asked my dad to pass me my laptop so I can do my assignment until the police come. My brother rushed home too, so the both of us were locked out. It took the police 45mins to come. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. I think that fella was nervous la, might haf pressed the wrong level, or wadsoeva. I wonder why so suay kenna my house. Last time also kenna for no reason. =.=" Pissed me off la. but then again its really scary. This is the second time, and it is me who saw the things done again. The 1st time was 3-4 years ago when I came back from school. Shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Please dun make it happen again....=S &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7086507248580198390?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7086507248580198390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7086507248580198390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7086507248580198390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7086507248580198390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='|*31st May&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4584162488158857046</id><published>2007-05-30T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:05:35.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*30th May'07*|</title><content type='html'>Good Friends still?  =?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4584162488158857046?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4584162488158857046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4584162488158857046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4584162488158857046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4584162488158857046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/30th-may07.html' title='|*30th May&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7620716921094934074</id><published>2007-05-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:45:54.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*29th May'07*|</title><content type='html'>Disappointing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have wasted my time going for practice today. Could have use the time to study and go home early to see my aunt and cousins. I left "early" but when I reached home they're already leaving, so disappointed la. I hardly see them as they live in Malaysia, plus they're going back tomorrow.. Didn't even get to catch up on our lives... Sian...............=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought everyone would turn up, was thinking not to go as there's a test tomorrow morning and I haven finish studying, and in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no atmosphere at all, no unity, not a family anymore. It's worse than last year I guess.. what happen arh? There's a need for reflection huh.. tsk tsk. No wonder the feeling is GONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7620716921094934074?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7620716921094934074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7620716921094934074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7620716921094934074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7620716921094934074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/29th-may07.html' title='|*29th May&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1142706224504999672</id><published>2007-05-28T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T08:16:45.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*28th May' 07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wah.. I can't believe similar things happen again this Virtuoso.&lt;br /&gt;How to be in tip top condition?&lt;br /&gt;I guess the road to this Virtuoso hasn't been great right from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sighh..Pple changed, and I actually kept believing that u're different from the rest. what a disappointment. Pfft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;surprised and caught off guard like before, but its just normal to be disappointed for a while ok, I'm just Human u know.. Forgive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But den again His Love is so great that I know I will be alright, and will be happy... u know =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;I hope that I'll be able to blend into the group again. With no barriers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1142706224504999672?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1142706224504999672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1142706224504999672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1142706224504999672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1142706224504999672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/28th-may-07.html' title='|*28th May&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-5680309919819005465</id><published>2007-05-20T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T00:32:47.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*20th May'07*|</title><content type='html'>I felt that something has been taken away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, last time when I have anything that bothers me or something that made me very happy and even some random things that I encounter or thought of, I will tell you. I can easily say out nearly everything.. except for 1 particular thing la..=x You have been someone whom I confide to when anything happens, because I know you can advice me on them, you help me to see the problems in different angle, you help to me take away the anger and you lift me from below. Although sometimes dicussions on certain things just didn't go well, but I know you understand and things will resolve. But now, I am lost. I'm facing the same problem, and yet I can't tell you anymore. I can't even speak to you like before, how I can even speak to you about everything esle? I don't know how it became this way. I have no one who can help me or make me understand what is going on. You, on the other hand know from the beginning till now. I'm being drowned by the overpowering "bad aura". Even if I found someone trustworthy and understanding, that person can only be my listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be pushed down this way, this is just too much and is getting out of hand, far worst than before. Not everyone sees it because they are not the victims, I see it because I am targetted. This is a result of the temptations from satan to have power over others, self-centred and glory. I could only see the "bad" working but not you(the" good") working. Are you aware of the current happenings? Can you see the injustice? Are you willing to find out? Or are you just being ignorant to it all? You have the position to make it right for everyone, but are you willing to find out? Will your conscience allow these 'bad' things to affect others, to spoil everything for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no say. I stood out of everything because I respect 'everything'. But it's getting out of control, come back. Please, come to realisation before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... What has this world become to.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-5680309919819005465?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5680309919819005465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=5680309919819005465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5680309919819005465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5680309919819005465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/20th-may07.html' title='|*20th May&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-2386741275602658205</id><published>2007-05-19T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:59:43.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*18th May' 07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Finally found time to post something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really had no time to think.. Extremely busy with my Projects. They are really Driving me CRAZY. My schedules are SO PACKED I simply can't find time for anything esle, even finding time to practise my songs are difficult much less having piano class. =S This week will be SO much worse. 2 Projects due, 1 must be 80% done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Finally got to browse through the Pictures and I nearly screamed. Why? coz I've NEVER seen myself that Tired, never. Ohh man.. it's just freaking arghh! *Faintz* Premature aging...=.= Pale and.. hmm.. my dark circles.. The 1st thing my lecturer asked me when she saw me was why do I look so sleepy. I guess partly coz I'm not wearing glasses, I can't hide much of my tiredness anymore. Sigh.. premature aging.. gee...=\ My brain.. slowing down.. not good for health.. sigh.. I NEED Sleep..and Recreation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;It's Gonna be an Adobe Weekend, coz I hafta complete my Site Analysis A1 Panel by MONDAY!!  No need to sleep le.. Using Photoshop and Illustrator, and I need to REVISE the software! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;But... I know You are always here to guide me. =D *Blessed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Manifested by the Lord.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-2386741275602658205?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2386741275602658205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=2386741275602658205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2386741275602658205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/2386741275602658205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/18th-may-07.html' title='|*18th May&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-3410076905267322063</id><published>2007-05-12T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T00:29:16.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is "LD III" Project day. Went to school in the morning to return the cello. After that I went to Clementi Woods Park, to take pictures of the important things. Then, ALL the batteries went FLAT. =.= I guess they are spoiled coz its not even 1hr. So, I went to ntuc @clementi to buy batteries. After that, I went back to the park to continue taking photos. Met xy at 2+ and we headed towards the East. She went to Pasir ris Park and I went to East Coast Park. Pasir Ris Park is 70ha, ECP is 185ha!!! &gt;.&lt; I chose ECP because I thought that it's one of the parks I'm most familiar with. As in what the park offers, NOT where the facilities are. Well, I guess after today I'd probably remember where the facilities are.. in area what.. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed the directions that Val gave me, Thanks a Million!! =) Finally reached the park. I thought I can travel by walking, but its just so time consuming, and I think I walked the wrong direction, coz I couldn't find any Bike ksiok in that direction. hmm..? So I hafta walk back to the "main activity" area for a bike. Well, I increased my walking pace of course, and now the sky is threatening rain. When I finally got a bike, I've wasted quite some time..and so I travelled, took pictures on the way. By the time I reached Bedok Jetty, it's drizzling.. to the point which I'd use an umbrella, so I turned back. Thinking back, I should not have, cause it takes me 15-20mins by bike from macs to there. I tried to go back there and further, but I didn't manage to go much further, 1: I'm tired already, 2: time constrain, so basically I didn't get much pictures and it's just to bike around for fun. Its really nice, if there's some1 with me would be nice too.. haha.. got Company ma.. what u'all thinking arhh.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met wx b4 my 2nd bike trip, thanks for ur company lehh..=X After I returned the bike, we set off a Looong walk to the BIG food centre. haha.. Well, I kinda suggested the idea coz I saw it during attempt trip to the other side of ecp. By the time we reached there, its already dark. HAHA. Geez.. I don't remember how long the trip was, I definitely would not have walk there for food if I were alone. There's actually nice food there, that place is really big but the food is quite expensive.. I would go there for supper IF I have a car. LOLz.. How I wish.. Can sit by the beach to eat too.. watch sunset.. so nice.. ahhh...=X I caught some nice view of the place, but I didn't get the chance to walk along the beach.. sigh.. Went there too late la.. =\ Hopefully the pictures I took are good la.. as in, relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really weird to bike/walk around parks with a camera la. I really felt like a Tourist yesterday. People stare a me when I stop my bike to take pictures. Another thing is I actually brought my bus guide along, just to make sure I take the right bus in the right direction (but its a 2005 edition). LOLz. Plus I printed out the map of ecp from nparks website. Took the underpass near the Cable Ski, kinda ulu lohs.. gud thing is 2 pple. Reached the other end which is the back of a condo, dark loh.. tsk tsk.. den walk all the way to the bus stop, we realised there's no 966. =\ so we took a bus down to Parkway Parade, and I didn't noe the opp bus stop is there, so I decided that we alight at the next stop, maybe its nearer. BUT, the bus turned from the round about to amber road.. omg! I was like Ahh!! gud thing it didnt turn to the Expressway.. ohhh mann... damn farnie and paiseh can.. took a bus back to PP to take 966. Pengz... Sorry about that arhh..XD 966 came, we're darn lucky to haf a sit at the back, coz there's a lot of pple, and its a gud 45mins ride back to BP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-3410076905267322063?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3410076905267322063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=3410076905267322063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3410076905267322063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/3410076905267322063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-is-ld-iii-project-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-8389629223253655030</id><published>2007-05-05T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T02:07:30.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would rather be Low profile than to be high profile in certain situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if what I just did was wrong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-8389629223253655030?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8389629223253655030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=8389629223253655030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8389629223253655030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8389629223253655030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-would-rather-be-low-profile-than-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-5783320442500187310</id><published>2007-05-01T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:57:35.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*30th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;is instant desire,&lt;br /&gt;one set of glands calling to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; is friendship that has caught fire.&lt;br /&gt;It takes root and grows,&lt;br /&gt;one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;is marked by a feeling of insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;You are excited and eager,&lt;br /&gt;but not genuinely happy.&lt;br /&gt;There are nagging doubts,&lt;br /&gt;unanswered questions,&lt;br /&gt;little bits pieces about your beloved&lt;br /&gt;that you would just as soon examine too closely.&lt;br /&gt;It might spoil the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; is the quiet&lt;br /&gt;understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;It is real.&lt;br /&gt;It gives you strength and grows beyond you,&lt;br /&gt;to bolster your beloved.&lt;br /&gt;You are warmed by his presence,&lt;br /&gt;even when he is away.&lt;br /&gt;Miles do not separate you.&lt;br /&gt;You want him near.But near or far,&lt;br /&gt;you know he is yours and you can wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says,&lt;br /&gt;"We must get married right away.&lt;br /&gt;I can't risk losing him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;says, "Be patient.&lt;br /&gt;He is yours. Plan your future with confidence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;has an element of sexual excitement.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you are in one another's company&lt;br /&gt;you are hoping it will end in intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;is the maturation of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;You must be friends before you can be lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lacks confidence.&lt;br /&gt;When he's away, you wonder if he's cheating.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;means trust.&lt;br /&gt;You are calm, secure, and unthreatened.&lt;br /&gt;He feels your trust and it makes&lt;br /&gt;him even more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; might lead you to do things you'll regret later,&lt;br /&gt;but love never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lifts you up.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you look up.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you think up.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you a better person than you were before&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-5783320442500187310?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5783320442500187310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=5783320442500187310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5783320442500187310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5783320442500187310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/05/30th-april07.html' title='|*30th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7673901633750945796</id><published>2007-04-29T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:16:59.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*30th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>Something to lift the mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King Singers..with 'Honey Pie'.ENJOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/77JnzrswUk8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/77JnzrswUk8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="375" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7673901633750945796?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7673901633750945796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7673901633750945796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7673901633750945796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7673901633750945796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/something-to-lift-mood.html' title='|*30th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-8860220360842170799</id><published>2007-04-29T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:10:39.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>U know, if you think that I'm NOT appreciative of your help, You are so Wrong. I'm sorry if I didn't get the chance to Thank you. I am Thankful really. If it isn't for your help I wouldn't have someone to help me improve, but things just didn't go well. The current happenings in the club just turns me off. I'm beginning to feel uncomfortable. I can't speak to the usual people like I used to anymore. You think I'm happy? I'm not somebody who take things for granted just so that I get the benefits, but apparently other people does that, or maybe even u that u didn't even realise. I feel totally out. I DO NOT want to be Mistaken for anything again. If u people want to frame me, spoil my reputation, u better think twice. The truth will speak itself. God knows. I dunno why I must go through this again. The club that I am most attached to, that I am closest to, and the great people suddenly make me feel like a stranger. It just hurts the most the the people closest to you hurt you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-8860220360842170799?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8860220360842170799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=8860220360842170799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8860220360842170799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8860220360842170799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/u-know-if-you-think-that-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4729964051217632738</id><published>2007-04-29T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:44:37.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*29th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Performance Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Alarm went off at 9am, but only managed to get out of bed at 9:30am. Wake up so early on a Saturday morning to pack before going to UCC, but.. I forgot my BELT.. and I need belt for tt pair of jeans. =.= Met the guys at cck, but they're late! and I thought I was late.. =.- Had lunch, but accidents happen, good thing it didn't spill all over me.. My day wasn't going very well.. so had quite an attitude. Actually thought of going back home to get my belt but it'll cost quite some time, and we're already late, but wx lend me his belt instead.. gee.. just to hold me jeans can.. Things were quite rush at UCC.. I don't know why. Plus the last minute runs for A ca just made us more nervous.. and I think I started to go sharp again.. and we began to rush. I didn't have time to warm up, coz so many pple around, and my voice was kinda stuck. Sang a bit only. The gerls were doing make up. I did mine 1st before having dinner, but after seeing the food I decided not to eat. Spicy food.. nono.. I'm loosing my voice soon. Ate a piece of bread with chicken mayo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I wasn't nervous before A ca item ok... I was just worried about going off coz just nice my voice is sorta stuck. The rest were nervous behind the curtains.. Chill.. be focus.. I'm quite used to singing in a group.. wx u also la.. still say me.. only can't tell by looking only loh.. hahaha.. I was quite disappointed and irritated when we're not allowed to go out during interval. 2nd half, the chinese songs, I knew I went sharp. I dunno if its just me. Ahh.. =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Finale..tried to hold back my laughter and sing.. haha.. Ohh.. I was super shock when they gave joe the Doraemon soft toy.. and they played the song.. hahaha!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;After performance, changed and left, hmm..nearly forgot to take my shoes..=.= Wanted to join the nps peeps for supper, but dunno y i just felt abit out, not entirely becoz of it but also i'll be trying to fit myself into a grp, so left w the choir peeps. 1st time i decided not to join nps pple..hmm.. in the end its the 3 of us again.. choir pple went to town.. I'm too dead for town. Had sundae and pie at macs.. den go home.. and we actaully missed the last bus.. so took a bus to np and decided to cab home.. thnx for the ride.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I guess I was only 60% awake throughout, coz I dun really remember what I said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4729964051217632738?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4729964051217632738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4729964051217632738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4729964051217632738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4729964051217632738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/29th-april07_7761.html' title='|*29th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-627500914046248970</id><published>2007-04-29T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T17:56:13.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*29th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Continuing from the previous post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Friday (Long Day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's even week, so I had my 1st Floristry class. I'm beginning to feel the tiredness, kept stoning in the morning, and came late to class, lucky they were doing gardening. The moment I went to the lab, Eric(TSO) asked me if I brought covered shoes(coz I was wearing slippers), I said yea its in my bag. I brought a dress shoe instead of sneakers, my bag no space la. haha.. coz I have Full dress rehearsal in UCC later in the evening(if u noe wad i mean). Today is hectic la.. rushing from place to place. 1st Floristry class ended 1 hr later, and my fren and I rushed to canteen 3 to meet our fren for lunch and it was drizzling and we're holding a pot of flower we arranged in class. My main fern actually fell off on the way..=.= called 1 of the guys to help me get another fern, haha..=x and ohhhhh.. They helped me put my labcoat in the lab locker, but I forgot to take out my contact lense case... how silly is tt.. haha.. (I left it in the coat pocket as it was wet after i wore it during toliet break.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Finance class from 2pm-6pm but it ended at 5pm, So Glad. Well, the content ain't that great, not what I expected. The lecturer, adjunct too, Ok la... but she brags. I know u're proud but no point bragging...... and the things she say at times just make me fill like arguing back la.. well, my fren did la.. =.= wx smsed me since before lunch, didn't recieve it until end of floristry coz lab has no signal. Finance wasn't that interesting so sms in class la.. well, I dun usually do tt kays. Suprisingly class ended at 5pm, and I can take my time to have dinner before going to UCC. wx just end class too so we decided to meet at Clementi macs. I didn't 1 to haf macs for dinner, but since its the fastest option, i gave in la.. lols.. and hmmm.. weird things happen, hai..sec sch kids..=.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Made our way to UCC, they were doing random runs, basically A ca only sang during the last hour. =\ I had time to do some warm ups, actually the longest I have done myself before A ca songs. I was alone in the dressing room that's why. I knoe the dancers heard me.. hmm.. Hope I didn't sound bad..=X Went for supper with the 2 guys.. i didn't eat or drink, save money is 1 thing, tired is another.. haha.. matt made us take the train home...when we haf direct bus home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-627500914046248970?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/627500914046248970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=627500914046248970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/627500914046248970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/627500914046248970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/29th-april07_29.html' title='|*29th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-8617239560687768630</id><published>2007-04-29T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:59:23.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*29th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Many Many things to write.. hmm let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;This whole week, very busy, so after yesterday, I'm sort of dead. Had Practice and rehearsal from Monday to Saturday excluding Thursday. Wao.. Sing sing and sing, and finally memorised the words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Had usual IS class, went to the music room to practice before going for lesson, quite surprised that 1 of the 2 ke pple allow me to stay for a few more minutes. Gained another new book, the bag of books is heavier than my laptop + adapter. Returned to school in a hurry, for full dress rehearsal, only had a ramly's burger for dinner. A ca sang, heard that it was not bad. Had some confusion with the positioning though.. Went home around 11..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;No class, but came to do FYP, and so unfortunate to see tis new adjunct lecturer that turns me off. No wonder I made a mistake and had to redo my stock solution. =.= Went to NPS clubhse, slack, pack food up to eat with bel and sam. Played Cello a while, den took my time and made my way to LT 26. Well, since performance is on Sat so I went for rehearsal, as they need to do some adjustments with the A ca pple. Prac till 10, went to macs at Bpp w the 2 guys. Didn't expect to have so much laughter. Ok, they made me laugh throughout, since we got our food. Don't remember why, and they tried imitating and do variations of my laughter..but I just can't stop. =\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The aftermath of a hectic schedule is taking its toll on me. Pulled myself up for 8am class. Lecture ended early, so went to the lab for FYP, but the freak lady is there and sorta chased us out, TSO moved us to a neighbouring lab. Well, You are rude. Seeing the innocent students get scolded by you for nothing.. sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Did sketches and drawing for practical, not bad, I can draw if I want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Didn't have proper dinner, coz I snacked during practical, so kinda full. But ate 2 hmm.. something like pancakes(red bean + chocolate), just to fill up my stomach. Went for Full dress rehearsal, took my time too. A ca sang, and hmm.. some parts weren't great. Stress is showing itself. I suppose some pple dun understand that you have to be independent while singing A capella, that means knowing ur part extremely well and not depend on others for notes, except that we hafta look at each other for pulse and move with it. We're too tired for Macs, so we went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A break from singing. Went for practice, seriously that move was hmm.. didn't expect myself to do it, but after a few tries I made it. But, due to insufficient stretching of those muscles, my 2 legs are aching.. hahaha.. I needa move more. Move it Move it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-8617239560687768630?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8617239560687768630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=8617239560687768630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8617239560687768630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8617239560687768630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/29th-april07.html' title='|*29th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1874588335181734845</id><published>2007-04-26T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:12:08.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*25th April' 07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm saying this, in a normal f/s manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well, it is really great to begin happy, like hee haa everywhere with seriousness plus great communications and understandings. Well, of course these things start fine.. BUT, when it all starts to crumble, it's just fustrating. U feel lost. Like, what the heck happen, what caused it, and how to fix it. And it just gets worse when there's no response, not even a try or anything and let it just hang loose. Fustrating. Who even understands till this point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;As far as I am beginning to hate this kind of things happening over and over again, but the cycle just continues, so when is it gonna be stable, or rather that the above would NOT happen. It's great to have those beginnings but not when such things keep happening and obviously I wouldn't 1 another to be like this again. Its nice to feel this way once in a while but not when it drops from the peak all the way to the bottom and trying/or not even trying to find the way back up. I'm so not going to let this cycle repeat itself. Cannot afford to risk it. It's Too Much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This Crumbles, I crumble too. Get it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1874588335181734845?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1874588335181734845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1874588335181734845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1874588335181734845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1874588335181734845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/25th-april-07.html' title='|*25th April&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-5625735961676951457</id><published>2007-04-23T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T00:05:58.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*23rd April'07*|</title><content type='html'>I've been very busy. haha.. Really. Since school started last monday, I have countless project groups and projects to be completed, and I think Week 4 has a few to complete. Rehearsals for Choir PP started last friday. Basically this whole week till performance day on Saturday I'll be having rehearsals. By right is Monday(Today),Wednesday and Friday plus another maybe on saturday, but tmr, there's another practice, so..Gonna be working on A capella songs, but I have NPS in which I need to practice cello.. really. How.. I'll think about it tmr.. hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need time to practice piano too.. haha.. TIME..=.= This week is gonna be crazy. haha.. Monday has passed. Tuesday, FYP and practices, hahaha... no school but haf FYP.. v high.. Reach home, can knock already.. hahah.. no la.. I'm not burnt out yet.. There's still another round to go through this june.. That 1 confirm very high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jia You Everyone! =D whether for Grandioso II or Virtuoso IV. I also need to Jia You.. haha!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;If only things could get better.....Please....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-5625735961676951457?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5625735961676951457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=5625735961676951457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5625735961676951457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5625735961676951457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/23rd-april07.html' title='|*23rd April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4685377200343523878</id><published>2007-04-20T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:36:15.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*20th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>Today is Friday.. end of the 1st week of school and yet I felt as if I've been schooling for nearly half a semester. I feel Tired.. I don't think I'm burnt out yet. Next week is gonna be a lot worse, even though I do not have class on Tuesday and Thursday. Cello and Piano, I really need to practice...arrrhhh... and I need to catch up on SLEEEPPP... I need some Fun..Really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects projects..Research.. All I have this semester are PROJECTS and 1 paper. Good and bad but deadlines.. roar... Rehearsals and practices now.. and another 1 more time in June.. Its always been dreadful during the 1st few rehearsals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a busy person. I was totally bored to death during the whole of March, and I just felt so restless and now I'm busy.. lols.. Well.. the gap is to the extreme.. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.. I'm busy, don't get the wrong idea yea.. lols.  And, I was right, I haf no time for those. Hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ohh.. I think next time i should say Female frens instead of Girl- friends.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and.. I can't seem to stop whacking pple.. I should.. pls stop.. lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4685377200343523878?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4685377200343523878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4685377200343523878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4685377200343523878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4685377200343523878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/20th-april07.html' title='|*20th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1287129642926929906</id><published>2007-04-20T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T01:28:32.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*19th April' 07*|</title><content type='html'>Ok... Something is REALLY wrong with my TAGBOARD!!!! Don't tell me its Singnet problem again la.. I mean I can view other pple's tagboard, and they're using cbox too.. why is mine Forbidden..=.= That time due to singnet prob, I can't view my blog for nearly a month and now this... zzzZZZZzzzz... somehow it doesn't make any sense.. but 1 of my fren faced the same problem..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1287129642926929906?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1287129642926929906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1287129642926929906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1287129642926929906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1287129642926929906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/19th-april-07.html' title='|*19th April&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-931071594670696155</id><published>2007-04-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:20:22.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*15th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Went to work today. I was asked to replace a friend who can't make it today. Heehee.. a few more bucks to my paycheck. Really broke now until I get my Paycheck.. aiyo.. but I can't help buying stuff when I go window shopping..=X There are quite a few thigns I need to get. Haha.. I guess I must continue to work la.. Hopefully I won't be that busy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Since it's a Sunday, end at 7pm, so went to walk around citylink and marina square with my colleague. She is an implusive buyer.. hoho.. I didn't know.. =X hmm.. and me.. I got a new shirt. Well something which is not my usual kind of plain shirt. Nice, thanks to maby's recommendation. hehe.. Had fun today, an incident that is very funny, classic.. HAHA!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;Sigh.. got gf already den even colder.. next time i go there also sian 1/2 lo.. tsk tsk tsk. no gud arh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-931071594670696155?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/931071594670696155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=931071594670696155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/931071594670696155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/931071594670696155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/15th-april07.html' title='|*15th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6820062177616681366</id><published>2007-04-14T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:35:23.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*14th April' 07*|</title><content type='html'>what's the pt.&lt;br /&gt;nts.. s,d.. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun like the position I'm in right now. I can't do much.. can't help, its just so uncomfortable to see everything happening in front and yet cant do much..I wish I could do more.. sigh..=\&lt;br /&gt;Hope its all Understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all I can do now is only to continuing working hard and give my support at the back.. I can't be weak, must stay strong, u too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is dreading but still continue to stay strong yea. There are always people willing to give a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile on the face does make a difference. thnx.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6820062177616681366?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6820062177616681366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6820062177616681366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6820062177616681366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6820062177616681366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/14th-april-07.html' title='|*14th April&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1373524063088861202</id><published>2007-04-13T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:05:52.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*13th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>Was really bored at work today. Not many customers to entertain. Plus I'm asked to use apple laptop to do a brochure, and I'm like so noob can. I tried Illustrator.. there's a template which I thought was useful, but I just can't seem to insert pictures.. and continue.. so was Stucked.. den.. no choice went to eat la.. dne come back.. my colleague she used iWeb and had a template plus some pics.. I was so glad la.. haha.. but it was a template for blog so there's this "abt me" at the top which can't be deleted.. lols.. wadeva.. but the end product was nice..hahazZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking about the music lah.. aiyoo.. I was really tired.. just felt like sleeping coz chiong at night ma.. I got like tips from my teacher about arranging.. so I was sort of boosted.. and the result was not bad.. =) Plus I got the book from him just now.. so it'll help me along too.. BUT! my sibelius.. sigh.. can't safe coz not reg. and i tried, but the no. wrong. Why my frens can reg theirs but not me..and my printer.. just refuse to turn on.. and I cant print.. which just means that I can't turn off my laptop.. or esle I hafta write everything on paper..=.=" O.o&lt;br /&gt;Might hafta arrange a medley instead.. well, shldn't be a prob if its something like tis current song.. hmm.. well my teacher said it'd be easier.. hmm.. hahaha.. Anyway, I am happy about the result of the arrangement although got a big gap to fill in btwn. hehs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I know I'll tend to think a lot, not only certain things but everything for that matter. Sometimes it helps, but sometimes it'll kill. Why do I do that? Is it the insecurity that I have or what? But what's there to be insecure??? just1someimprovements. I guess that's y i'm hm.. hahs..Complicating.. x.X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;You know.. I think that keeping things to myself is the best la.. everytime say out, either via blog or to some1 esle, is usually bad la.. pple either misinterpret or just dun understand at all..I think I just can't say, or it'll be bad la.. Being quiet is the best thing.. Although for me to keep mum about my thoughts is quite unbearable.. coz I feel the need to say it out.. but seldom pple understand.. so I think I shld try not to be bothered as long as I can take la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1373524063088861202?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1373524063088861202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1373524063088861202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1373524063088861202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1373524063088861202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/13th-april07.html' title='|*13th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-7417027428950321192</id><published>2007-04-09T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T01:17:19.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*8th April' 07*|</title><content type='html'>Went to work as usual today. Sales wasn't as good as I thought. I thought it'll be more busy on sundays but well.. it's not even as busy as thursday. Quite bored, I think coz no one crap around with me bah.. Aiyo.. I served this customer, he was aquiring about sleeping bags, I was like yea hmm.. lucky I remember which type of sleeping bag can take what kind of temperature la.. *nie yi ba leng han lo" den ask me open up to show, i was like trying my best to do it asap, I think I was a bit jing zhang la.. lols.. nvr do b4.. blur blur.. dne the price, I didn't know the prices were like in the photo holder la.. den kept asking my manager.. who was on the phone, so pai seh.. =.= And I had a little trouble understanding the customer.. prolly his accent of something.. jing zhang.. lols.. and as usual, the chaco sandals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work went to meet barney for dinner, at 1st should be sheena and barney, but found out tt sheena got transferred so left barney lo.. haha.. Went to this eating place like a few blocks away. Never been there b4, although I'd been working for 3mths last year.. lols.. noob.. Talk as usual.. hahahazZ.. and den.. Barney.. WTH?!!! I tot .. hai.. shan't say it out.. sigh.. Pls la..=&lt;br /&gt;But thanks for understanding.. Hopefully watever said is true ba.. Shall see...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-7417027428950321192?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/7417027428950321192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=7417027428950321192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7417027428950321192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/7417027428950321192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/8th-april-07.html' title='|*8th April&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4601787388569992799</id><published>2007-04-09T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T01:04:55.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*Easter Sunday*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I went for Easter Vigil Mass yesterday night (Saturday), so didn't go for mass this morning. Its only my 3rd Time attending the Vigil. I still find it quite a challenge to understand everything that is going on.. haha.. especially the beginning bah.. The 2nd time I attended I was singing in t he choir so it was quite fun. This time i was in the congragation, the whole thing was in four parts la.. It lasted 3hr 30mins. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well, this year I felt that I did face some challenges during Holy Week, and I feel that I did reflect along with stations of the cross, with fast and abstinence. (all with understanding). On saturday the homily, I just felt Right. Prolly as long as I continue this way, I will have the strength to face my every obstacles because I know He will be with me. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Because He Lives, I can Face tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Because He Lives, All fear is Gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Because I know He Holds the Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4601787388569992799?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4601787388569992799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4601787388569992799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4601787388569992799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4601787388569992799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-sunday.html' title='|*Easter Sunday*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6546504803177432459</id><published>2007-04-06T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:43:53.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*6th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Had dinner with my colleague Maby just now. Heard some stuff which I wasn't aware off. Quite funny and well.. surprising..-_^.. I just feel very glad that my 1st job is in this company. My colleagues are easy to talk to, well most of them. We just have to do our job properly that's all, serve the customers well, etc. There'll be fun and laughter if Boss and Manager are not stress.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;On Monday, I was finally scheduled to work after like 3 months break. I was missed out in March prolly because the manager didn't take note of my mail.. =.=" Nvm tt. That day maby updated me about what's in the store and the stocks etc. den cal he updated me with things irrelevant to the store.. I'm kinda surprised that he told me those things la.. anywayz everyone was listening too. Some  things just surprised me whereas others are really funny. Then there's this guy, who used to work there too, came and spoke to maby and I. When he heard my name he was like "Ooh, so U're Rebecca. I see, they spoke about you." I was like What?!! As in during their like trekking trip or what you know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For 1 thing I really can't believe 'that' was true. Last time when boss or my other colleague tole me I think they're just joking/teasing me. But now tt's irrelevant already, but just now maby told me something, which is a few days b4 I return back to work. I didn't bother about it also. Actually I just don't believe it, but till now I think I believe them la. haha.. I'm just flattered. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6546504803177432459?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6546504803177432459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6546504803177432459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6546504803177432459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6546504803177432459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/had-dinner-with-my-colleague-maby-just.html' title='|*6th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6273791273112108014</id><published>2007-04-06T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:11:30.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>If its for the sake of it instead of honest intentions, then its just pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crosses I carry are largely the products of my daily life. I accept, and I know You will accompany me through.&lt;br /&gt;I am Weak. Help me to curb my tongue and hold my anger.&lt;br /&gt;Shan off the longing for pride, and glory, make me poor in Spirit but rich in You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6273791273112108014?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6273791273112108014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6273791273112108014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6273791273112108014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6273791273112108014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-6063646322119775794</id><published>2007-04-04T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:22:30.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*4th April'07*|</title><content type='html'>My Timetable is finally released, and you know what? I've changed class. Dang~ P02, I'm gonna hafta mixed with those people and the timings are just crap. Life of a P02 student ain't that nice huh. Some said its pay back time. Maybe... Dang! Last semester in school, and this is far the most difficult timetable to memorise and the most inconsistent timetable I've gotten. I have like Odd and Even week thingy on 3 days, and den there's this 4 freaking hours breaking right smack in the middle, in which I start school at 8am den the next class at 2pm. I'm like wth?! and class ends at 5pm..=.=" Plus no class on alternate thursday. Well good and bad, I'll know soon. And finally, I'm going to multiple places, no longer at LSCT block for the whole week.. hahaha.. but hmm.. got class at block 50...level 6 somemore.. hmm..=\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-6063646322119775794?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6063646322119775794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=6063646322119775794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6063646322119775794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/6063646322119775794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/4th-april07.html' title='|*4th April&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-921108301517865318</id><published>2007-04-03T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:07:05.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*3rd April' 07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm really damn sick of it already. I'm trying to be humble but yet I think I just made myself being covered up instead. It has been so many years, and I thought I can maybe gain some achievement in Poly but yet again, I'm just on the sideline. There are Chances, but its not given to me. At 1st I just dun1 to complain, I'm just close 1 eye, but den more chances and still the same. So do I voice out or not. If I do pple will say I'm just trying to fight with them, I'll just be continued to be sidelined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My voice lacked style and I tend to sound choral, and I produce the sounds wrongly. Usually due to nervousness and I'm just said to be not able to sing correctly. I'm just confused, its not I CANNOT, I'm just NOT CLEAR of how. Then I can't sing the solo part coz I blend with the crowd so it does automatically put me into an ensemble and no chance for solo. Fine. and den some1 who can't blend properly usually gets the solo coz he/she has style in the voice. Does it mean that I cannot, ever, fullstop. just like tt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then I'm poor in improvision on the piano. Does that say that I'm not good enough to be an accompanist? So I'm one of the pianist who can play but just not very flexible, well maybe I'm just not used to it? Haven taken lessons for too long and just not up to standard. So does that make me Unable to play? Not good enough? so I'm just automatically shan off? Yea I'm not as gud. Fine. I admit, but does it mean no chance at all? No good equal No chance? So many damn years and still stuck just like now and nvr ever able to impress pple. what does it mean? I'm just Not fit to be a Musician? Or I should quit performing arts totally coz There's just no hope for me at all? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Might as well ask me to quit on myself totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I definately sound Unhappy. I AM. Its just damn Unfair. I lack confidence, I dun dare to say I can, den I end up like this, Hell so no one ever see potential and Hope in me is it. (I'm thankful to those who have.) Then why the hell am I still performing for. I know u're good but U dun haf to look down on me. Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-921108301517865318?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/921108301517865318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=921108301517865318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/921108301517865318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/921108301517865318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/3rd-april-07.html' title='|*3rd April&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1209849041384277536</id><published>2007-04-03T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T01:42:51.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*2nd April' 07*|</title><content type='html'>Why am I caught in this situation again? Why in this position again? Its very "can ku" lehs.. I want to help but somehow I just Dunno How? dunno how to approach, dunno where to start. Afraid to make any mistake, afraid to be stress rather than relieve. Just looking at what's in front of me.. its just so uncomfortable.. Can somebody help me?? Sigh.... its just to uncomfortable....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1209849041384277536?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1209849041384277536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1209849041384277536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1209849041384277536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1209849041384277536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/2nd-april-07.html' title='|*2nd April&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-8644175568838618624</id><published>2007-03-30T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:03:49.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*30th March'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It's 30th March 2007, 2 weeks before school re-opens and my time table is not out yet.. and I can't decide whether I can take French 103, and take up piano lessons or work after class.. Why so long? =.= And today is the last day of EP enrolment via kiosk machine.. and after that still can apply, but I might face the problem again. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I JUST FEEL LIKE RUNNING AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a place where I know no one..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;inoeucare..thnx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-8644175568838618624?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8644175568838618624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=8644175568838618624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8644175568838618624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8644175568838618624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/30th-march07.html' title='|*30th March&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-8214001077828651971</id><published>2007-03-29T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T03:18:20.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the Video of "Don't Write Me Off" from the Movie 'Music &amp; Lyrics'.&lt;br /&gt;Its very Touching,Funny...Awwww...=')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dYc3PblZR8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dYc3PblZR8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Demo Version of "Way Back Into Love". &lt;br /&gt;The process during the making of this song. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aUUKI9HHt4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aUUKI9HHt4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And This, is the concert version of "Way Back into Love".&lt;br /&gt;I just Simply LOVE the LYRICS!!! Oh my.. its just so.. Meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;Very Nice Song. Enjoy!!! *mUaCkz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZ6rHxHHeQs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BZ6rHxHHeQs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-8214001077828651971?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8214001077828651971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=8214001077828651971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8214001077828651971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/8214001077828651971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-5390312246048571975</id><published>2007-03-28T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:23:10.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*28th March'07*|</title><content type='html'>After Movie yesterday, I went to Church for Penitential Service. Well, I told myself I will go so I went. I've been missing it coz of practice, using it as an excuse so I decided not to this year. Ever since I graduate from AES, I haven been to this service or confession every other time so its time. I guess due to the gap in between I had some hmmm..hiccups, so hmm... yea.. Sigh.. Nevertheless, I'm glad I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whatever its is I feel much Lighter.=)&lt;/span&gt; Those questions, will be my guide in my future reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Love Thy Neighbour as You Love Yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings are hard to do, but we should always try. For me, its easier said than done. I know but yet it still happen. But inside everyone's smiling face, there will always be some that have some hidden troubles inside their heart, only covered up by their smiling faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whether it is true or not, I felt it. Both.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(1)I'm not sure, but I can say that I feel teary and anxious whenever I feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(2)Small gestures I notice, although people I miss the important ones and took note of the unnecessary ones. I admit..=\ I just hope everything can be back to normal, since its agreed, so might as well keep it and work on it. I WILL WAIT.. silently in one corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-5390312246048571975?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5390312246048571975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=5390312246048571975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5390312246048571975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/5390312246048571975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/28th-march07.html' title='|*28th March&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-266931120204473044</id><published>2007-03-28T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T15:04:58.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|* 28th March' 07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yesterday was hmmm.. fun.. lols.. Went to watch Music &amp; Lyrics. Actually, only Sheena and I, but met Qi Mei, so ask her to join us, since she wanna watch too.. erm.. she was suppose to study.. =X Weird Combi but if there's a first time there will be a second time.. hahaha.. I'm growing Old.. LOLx..=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Music &amp;amp; Lyrics&lt;/span&gt; is nice! but as usual, must pay attention listening coz sometimes cannot catch..lols.. The songs are nice, especially the one that 'Alex' wrote. Oh my.. I did not know Hugh Grant sings. When he opened his mouth to sing the demo of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Way back into Love",&lt;/span&gt; I was mesmerised. LOLz.. I'm serious. His voice is like.. Wow.. Then during Cora's concert he sang his self written song &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Don't write me off",&lt;/span&gt; I was even more mesmerised. Not only by his voice again but by the Lyrics!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its just so meaningful and touching, it just brought me to tears..*which I hafta hold back* =X Now I want this 2 recordings.. haha.. In the movie Cora was kinda "scary" as in she's like very spiritual and overly sexy..=.= Plus her songs are like errr...huh?..lols.. but when she sang "Way back into Love" with "Alex", she sounded nice too, well when she finally use the original version instead of the 'indie' thingy.. hahahazZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending of the movie was kinda short though.. I mean like sudden..? hahazZ. but well, its a nice movie, not those typical romantic comedy kind of movie. This has more content.. haha.. *Glad* The song "POP, goes my Heart" is nice, and the scene in the movie, very funny. The moves are like.. arhahha.. stiff.. haha.. limited. but its entertaining, and 'Alex' always wears the same outfit for his performance.. LOLx!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of surprises..=D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-266931120204473044?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/266931120204473044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=266931120204473044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/266931120204473044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/266931120204473044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/28th-march-07.html' title='|* 28th March&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-1917381407770436013</id><published>2007-03-25T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T01:14:15.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*24th March' 07*|</title><content type='html'>I'm not angry, I'm just Unhappy and Disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I mind. I'm already up walking and running, DO NOT attempt to trip me over. What is the motive of that? I mean this is definately a joke that turns me OFF. It's not funny at all. Why must you rub it in? What's your motive? What are you trying to imply. If you have nothing better to say, Just Keep Quiet/ SHUT UP. I just dislike you people rubbing it in when I'm already looking forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-1917381407770436013?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1917381407770436013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=1917381407770436013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1917381407770436013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/1917381407770436013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/24th-march-07.html' title='|*24th March&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4156987290434521242</id><published>2007-03-21T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:19:12.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*21st March'07*|</title><content type='html'>I've been watching Tokyo Juliet this few days.. The story line is much more exciting than Hana Kimi, much more complicated, not as simple, of course having the Love story part is a plus point. It can really make you get into the story itself, make you dislike what they do because it is so low... and make you feel so touched beacuse it is so sweet that you'll shed a tear.. The male leading character is really attractive, &lt;strong&gt;I'm not being bias ok..&lt;/strong&gt; I meant his &lt;strong&gt;Character&lt;/strong&gt;... its really nice, although he gets jealous really easily, but he's really sweet, romantic too.. wahahaha.. If only there's a man like him.. excluding his 'family' part of course...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4156987290434521242?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4156987290434521242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4156987290434521242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4156987290434521242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4156987290434521242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/21st-march07.html' title='|*21st March&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-4896970865256180608</id><published>2007-03-12T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:07:54.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*12th March' 07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm trying to take up piano lessons again after 2 years. Why, because I need to brush up my skills. 1 thing is that my fingers are not as flexible anymore and my brains are not coordinating. I'm not planning to take a Diploma level yet, definitely not as I'm not even at a proper grade 8 level anymore, also I'm not ready to teach! Oh please, I know teaching can earn a paycheck, yea but then again, teaching is a passion, it does not come as and when you want. If I were to teach, I need to get the 'knack' of teaching before I really teach right. I'm only trying to improve myself, bring my ability out again, so Do Not hint me to teach everytime I mention that I want to take up piano lessons again. My aim now on taking up piano lessons is to improve my skill and see where it takes me, then I shall see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-4896970865256180608?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4896970865256180608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=4896970865256180608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4896970865256180608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/4896970865256180608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/03/12th-march-07.html' title='|*12th March&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-117189538942859304</id><published>2007-02-19T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:30:49.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*19th Feb'07*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year.. !!!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaa! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;This year is fun la.. heee.. Although it was only a 2 night stay. My younger cousins are growing each time I see them, and they're getting heavier...6 years old is the max I get carry.. my arm hurts..=\&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*I need to train my arms..* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm glad I'm getting along with them so much better than before.. hmmm.. I'm closer to the younger ones... =D Kinda surprised one of my aunt that I can carry a baby.. hmmm.. =p I don't play with kids last time *anti-social*.. but has since improved, but still not as pro as my brother..geee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Happy to see my relatives and my Ah Ma especially.. some of them which I only see once a year.. if lucky enough twice.. and every year I get 1 extra red packet, because 1 of my cousins get married.. heeee =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I do not need an alarm clock to wake up.. why? because the kids will throng the room.. and I'll be awake lo.. I think because of my bro la.. but now.. me also la.. =x yaay! so cant sleep longer lo..=\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-117189538942859304?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/117189538942859304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=117189538942859304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/117189538942859304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/117189538942859304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/02/19th-feb07.html' title='|*19th Feb&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116956744825245229</id><published>2007-01-23T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:50:48.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*23rd Jan'07*|</title><content type='html'>Today is tiring. Not sure why. I think Tommorow will be much worse. I hate Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practical ended early, so I went to the Library to do my tutorials, but only wrote out one, the rest were attempt a little here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, practice. Cello practice tonight was not too bad, well hmmm, one of the better ones, but I still have problems with that few bars in Spring, and Autumn is like arhhhs?! March from Carmen is not too bad, Concerto need practice. Lack of Practice, SLOW practice. I think piano is the only instrument I can play decently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to handle music and studies together. I have to drop one of them to concentrate on the other. But music is what I do to relax la.. that temptation is so strong, but without practising this few days.. also won't touch lo.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven been singing either. Have not touch my scores since the day I got it. I just do not have time. I'm so sorry I have not been coming for practice. I really need to do well this semester. I can't disappoint myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;Time, I need time and SLEEP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French final test, aural presentation, listening comprehsion on Thursday. LD to complete by Next wednesday, and a CHUNK of PGB.=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116956744825245229?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116956744825245229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116956744825245229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116956744825245229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116956744825245229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/23rd-jan07.html' title='|*23rd Jan&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116895866890151976</id><published>2007-01-16T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:45:33.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*16th Jan' 07*|</title><content type='html'>Argghh! Haiyo.. I dunno why I feel so like that la.. *pengz* I don't want my behaviour now to spoil things la.. wth.. K.. I'm just blogging kays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have NO reason to be this way coz I've seen it coming. but dunno wad's wrong w me la.. 1/2 of me is like tis. -.- It just happen to be la kays.. =\ I dont 1 to be tis way!!! Its just Human isnt it? Sorry to be like this.. sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'But it goes against the way I am, to put my human nature down, and let the Spirit take control of All i Do..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;I need u sister...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116895866890151976?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116895866890151976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116895866890151976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116895866890151976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116895866890151976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/16th-jan-07.html' title='|*16th Jan&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116876027941565339</id><published>2007-01-14T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T15:38:00.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*14th Jan'07*|</title><content type='html'>Today in church, celebrated the installation of the Parish Priest, Fr. Chong. The Archbhishop is here too..  Most of the time I attend the 11am mass in that church, ever since i moved here and most of the time Fr Chong celebrated the mass. I remembered during my sec 3 I began to feel the miracles of God in many ways, little ways.. den every week when I listen during Homily I began to understand and apply the knowledge to my life. Until now, I still feel that somehow sometimes my prayers are anwered through Homily. Its jus whether I understand a not. And today, through a song 'Thank You, Lord', the words, its like God's conveying a msg to me, after yesterday. Every Line, has its meaning, and I think I should rejoice instead of feeling the other way round. I really felt glad. The Priest once said that, we will never really appreciate God's love or really put out heart into Him until we really felt the manifestation of God personally, on us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through our actions, what we do or say, bring people to Christ. that they may see the wonders of God through every individuals. Just like we individuals see the wonders of God through the Priest, and stay with Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116876027941565339?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116876027941565339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116876027941565339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116876027941565339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116876027941565339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/14th-jan07.html' title='|*14th Jan&apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116817613527774914</id><published>2007-01-07T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T21:22:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*7th Jan' 07*|</title><content type='html'>I've been like addicted to Piano since the day I went to borrow those scores la.. -.- (2 weeks ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practising and Practising... Cherny is good.. the practices do help improve the flexibility and speed of my fingers.. but need a lot of patience to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adagio in G minor by Tamaso Albinoni is nice la.. yea pple come to me and say that the song is sounds SO sad.. but its NICE! the more I listen the more I like it.. but the thing is.. How do I read the score? (I think its Ok already la.. if I continue to play this way la..) and How to I play it? the way I play it is different from the recording...=&lt;br /&gt;The other songs.. well.. Virtuoso Pieces... ahhaha!!! Ystd.. Spring fromt he 4 seasons.. COOL man!! I got my fire back for piano.. I think for cello.. soon.. coming.. haha!! Very nice lehs... If only I can play that small part la.. wth.. everything is Ok.. except that few bars...-.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.. Jia You.. can 1.. ahah.. it'll be a blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116817613527774914?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116817613527774914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116817613527774914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116817613527774914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116817613527774914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/7th-jan-07_07.html' title='|*7th Jan&apos; 07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116817443464166057</id><published>2007-01-07T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T20:53:54.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*7th Jan '07*|</title><content type='html'>1st post of 2007.. yea I know.. it's like 7 days already.. hahazZ..&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog.. thought of things to blog But.. always felt very tired.. and the desktop is so slow.. so didn't post anything up..Now, I'm using my Laptop..hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ok... hmmm.. Watched  Blood Diamond on Tues.. The movie is good la.. very touching when the family reunited..  lols.. hmm.. a bit cruel during the 'short sleeves or long sleeves' part.. Didn't know that this thing actually happened quite recently like 6 years ago la.. den to get diamonds all these must happen..=.=  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anywayz.. b4 the movie was shown there's this Thriller of an upcoming Horror movie that kinda freak me out la.. my my... the screen in GV Max is huge la.. and from where I'm seated all I see is the screen, den the sound effect is so arhhhs.. I was looking down.. but I still sneak a peek.. den I saw this scene la.. wth!!! Freaky... x_x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;3rd Jan school starts.. things didnt go well especially the part where I have to draw a two point perspective of boxes...-.= 45mins!!! and I thought I am right.. but I drew wrongly.. TWICE!!!! I wasted 45mins!!!!!! I was to the point of giving up la.. but my lecturer say must complete.. =.= die la.. boxes already like this.. den the real drawing how?! I'll pull out my hair la.. =.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thursday was like 'surprised' by my lecturer.. telling us that we're going on a field trip..=.=  Anywayz my classmates are confused about the time table also.. we all thought we're having Tissue Culture Practical.. but its actually Soil Science Practical.. LOLs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I only have like 1 or 2 classes for most of my modules la.. except for 2.. and I have classes on ALL the saturdays from this week onwards.. WTH!!! =( I need to go for Practice..-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French class is hmm normal.. just that I forgot most of like everything? and Exams is like in a few weeks! I'm already feeling the tension in me now la.. I think I might be worse in  the weeks to come la.. Sorry pple.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116817443464166057?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116817443464166057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116817443464166057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116817443464166057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116817443464166057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/7th-jan-07.html' title='|*7th Jan &apos;07*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116724022773542948</id><published>2006-12-28T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T01:23:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*27TH dEC' 06*|</title><content type='html'>It has been a Wonderful Christmas for me This year. Thanks to ALL my Friends whom I have spent Christmas with, and also my Family.. =) *Blessed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in the mood la.. ahhaha... Shoot.. I think I'm fatter la.. Eat and eat.. SO MUCH Chocolate la... hahaha... tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;Candy Kills... Chocolates will too... LOLs... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz... its the 1st time I actually spent Christmas with both my friends and my family.. finally going out instead of sleeping at home.. lolz.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Night at the Museum with 2 friends jus now.. Seriously its Super funny.. I'm very happy.. HAHAHA!!! just that I'm feel kinda worried whent he animals escape.. yea.. but its really farnie.. Great Movie.. I like the Stone sulpture.. dunno wad name..&lt;br /&gt;'You Dumb Dumb Give me Gum Gum'.. LOLS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116724022773542948?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116724022773542948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116724022773542948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116724022773542948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116724022773542948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/27th-dec-06.html' title='|*27TH dEC&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116689459290435704</id><published>2006-12-24T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:23:12.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*23rd Dec'06*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Practiced Piano from 11 to 4pm.. with breaks.. All the Way arhhhsss.. hahas!!..=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kays.. den went for Company's Xmas Party..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Started kinda slow.. but after a while I got to know more of the customers la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Then something didn't seem right.. and during the gift xchange.. that Confirms my gut feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;This FAT man.. I realised after a while he is DRUNK!! I was SO Utterly Disgusted by him.. Feel so insulted la.. kns.. Spoil my night.. Pissed off.. wanted to tell him off.. but a lot of pple.. so I could only face away and look at my colleague.. In the end I told my Boss about it la.. Dang~ =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I left after the Xchange.. Dont 1 to go by the back coz will see that man.. kns.. So keep asking my manager to open the front door.. He still dunno what happen la.. dots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I'm Thankful that I'm blessed with .........  but I can't be too proud/happy about it la.. but seriously at times when I encounter such stuff is 1 of the reason why I stick to being a plain jane.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And... right now.. somebody just figured out my intention of .......  !!!! *wHaCk!!* =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116689459290435704?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116689459290435704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116689459290435704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116689459290435704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116689459290435704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/23rd-dec06.html' title='|*23rd Dec&apos;06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116669077845175383</id><published>2006-12-21T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:02:49.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*21st Dec' 06*|</title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning, my mom told me that Ah Ma's house has flooded.. =.- Good thing Ah Ma's in KL.. den heard that my Aunt went to save the TV..lols... I wonder manz.. The last time that place really floods was in 1984.. The only time I was there that house kinda "flood" was a few years back.. I remembered that the front porch started filling up with water just after 2hrs of continuous heavy rain.. the backyard where the veggies are is alreayd flooded.. the water was threatening to enter the toliet.. we had to close the door jus to prevent the water from entering the house..=.- I think that place is a very low lying land.. that's why it's always affected by floods.. Saw the news and newspapers.. the whole Segamat is like in water... Gemas too la..aiyoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo.. den CNY how? I bet after the water leaves.. the house will be filled with Mud.. eerkks..&lt;br /&gt;My pillow..=\ New beds for New Year?? =X Tsk tsk tsk......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at home.. I think coz I seldom stay at home the whole day nowadays.. Am always outside, either working or out with friends or in school or wateva la...&lt;br /&gt;The weather these few days are great manz.. Natural air - con.. Kinda cold at times but its nice.. Feels like the weather in Korea during September =X I think I cannot stay at home the whole day.. I just cannot seem to do anything.. Lazing around.. especially with this kinda weather.. lols..&lt;br /&gt;Feel like watching Night at the Museum.. any takers?=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Something's bothering me at the back of my head..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116669077845175383?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116669077845175383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116669077845175383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116669077845175383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116669077845175383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/21st-dec-06.html' title='|*21st Dec&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116662957276875909</id><published>2006-12-20T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:56:36.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*20th Dec'06*|</title><content type='html'>5 days to Christmas. I don't know why I'm so excited about Christmas, I've been looking forward to it since a month ago.. LOL.. not as if I have Parties or Big celebration planned, well perhaps there might be.. Heee.. Perhaps maybe I've felt the Joy of the Coming of Jesus Christ..=D&lt;br /&gt;I'm Broke this month. I'm not sure why.. I did shop a bit in the beginning, but I guess majority of it is spent on food at city area.. its ex...=\ Sigh.. and there are gifts exchanges..=.- Ohh well.. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to draw up my own Christmas Wish List..&lt;br /&gt;Here it is.. Hopefully it ain't weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My Christmas Wish List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to watch A Night at the Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Corrine May's Xmas CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love Actually DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At First Sight - Nicholas Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;or Dear John - Nicholas Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spend time with my Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Be more in Touch with God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sustain friendships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Get my 'Spark' back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To See my Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To spread the Love of God thru me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(everything)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To touch pple's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I know that when things go smoothly, somehow it'll start slowing down somewhere.....=\ get use to it Becca...=.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I still hate the fact that I realise it, if I hadn't this would not have troubled me. It might be good, but the bad part is bad la.. i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I need to get my spark back.. to burn the fire again.. I need pple to start kicking me....... maybe? where's my fire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116662957276875909?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116662957276875909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116662957276875909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116662957276875909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116662957276875909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/20th-dec06.html' title='|*20th Dec&apos;06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116515858760537833</id><published>2006-12-03T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:11:36.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*3rd Dec' 06*|</title><content type='html'>I just felt like blogging.... Here Goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Today is the 1st Sunday of Avent, its like a start of a New Year for the Catholic Liturgical Calendar. Its currently Year C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The message sent to us today was: Stay Awake! Do not be Overconfident, but Do not be Afraid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Also, look out for warnings and signs. Hold your head high even though you're down, because the Saviour is Coming. Have Faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;After hearing the Homily, I wonder what its trying to tell me. I wonder if I'm thinking correctly, this or that? Like people always say, you will not get the things you want when you want them but yet you will get it when you least expected it to come. Very True, but I do not want it! but why is it turning the other way round then? I just wish these troubles can just leave my head at once. Its that time again when I will just plunge deep, until something lifts me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I hate people misinterpreting what my actions or words meant. I hate being mistaken. Its just didn't come out the way I wanted it to. ROOOAARRR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Alright I don't know what I'm talking about.. Just ignore it yea.. I just want my brain to stop haunting me with all these crap which shouldn't be troubling me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116515858760537833?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116515858760537833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116515858760537833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116515858760537833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116515858760537833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/3rd-dec-06.html' title='|*3rd Dec&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116395012855662489</id><published>2006-11-19T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:51:47.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*19th Nov'06*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;My feet is breaking.. Lolx.. They hurt la.. like going to cramp soon.. Ohh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Nite Cycling was not too bad.. but I feel darn scared lahs.. coz its kinda dangerous.. and after hearing abt the casualties..plus my brakes isn't that good..=\ As in 1 is too sharp another is dunno wad la.. anyway everytime I brake it makes noise.. yea..=\ The previous nite cycling was safer.. coz there ain't much cars along the route.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to Work today.. didn't sit much coz I nvr thought of sitting at all.. coz I know my butt will hurt.. Lolz.. Anyway.. I think that my feet has some issues... lols.. I think I need arc support.. I'm not flat feet neither do I haf high arc.. its jus a normal feet but I guess my arc collapses when my shoe doesnt haf arc support..hmmmm....? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I need skirts..yea its kinda surprising to hear me say that.. but well.. since 1 of the 3 I haf jus got "spoiled'.. I really need to get some just so I don't haf to wear jeans all the time..=.= and yea I do need another pair of tight fitting jeans..=\ Needa get a pair of heels coz the 1 I've been wearing is 'spoiled' Anywayz.. the thing is.. I need to do some shopping yea..? If not I don't know what I can wear to my cousin's wedding or some occasion or when I go out la.. lols.. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm kinda fustrated with myself.. sometimes I think back, I should be more relaxed la.. as in takes things easy loh.. instead of being gan jiong.. hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think there's some difference from previously which I'm getting worried....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Becca.. pls be a better person.. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116395012855662489?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116395012855662489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116395012855662489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116395012855662489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116395012855662489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/19th-nov06.html' title='|*19th Nov&apos;06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116360435887275391</id><published>2006-11-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:25:58.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OHH!!! I'M SO TIRED!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can't seem to find time to study and do my work properly.. There's always things that I need to rush to complete.. and I just don't have the energy left to do them.. It just makes me more Vex and irritated. ARGHS!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116360435887275391?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116360435887275391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116360435887275391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116360435887275391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116360435887275391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116333636174593668</id><published>2006-11-12T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:15:05.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|* 12th Nov' 06*|</title><content type='html'>This is one of the reasons I say I hate my Life. People around you will just mistaken you for some attitude and start screaming at you. Fine! Say whatever you want about me I dont care arhhs.. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!! How many of my days and nights are going to be spoiled because of this. Am I suppose to suffer all these crap every night or what? Don't I have enough problems to figure out? Scream at every lil' thing you are displeased, mistook my attitude for every lil face i show, words i say and my tone.. so wad? Every way of my communication is wrong la.. What's your problem.. I already don't want to reply just so I won't flare my temper and now you make me blow up when I'm trying to prevent it. And I'm petty for saying those things.. Every comment I make is displeased, so might as well I just SHUT UP.. Won't you be Happy then? So I dun haf my freedom to show my displeasure la.. Am I still considered Human den? Even Animals haf their Rights. Damn.. Sometimes I feel I'm cursed. Next time just leave me ALONE. damn.. I'm already 18 and you dunno when to leave me alone? and sense my temper rising? Are you kidding??? I hate pple digging out what had happen b4 and jus add it to the arguement, holding grudge? or nth to say already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slam my door jus coz I haf no mood also wrong. I can't get angry meh, cannot haf my unhappy days arhhs.. I angry you also must know arhh.. I have my choice to choose whether to say out or not. u CAN'T force me. I already slam the door so just leave me alone. Y throw urself at a raging lion? Just by doing u pick up a quarrel. And Now I haf Hoarse voice.. y.. coz u made me Shout! I was trying to prevent all these and u made it happen WTH?? Now I'm Super Pissed Off!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116333636174593668?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116333636174593668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116333636174593668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116333636174593668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116333636174593668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/12th-nov-06.html' title='|* 12th Nov&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116274351313943061</id><published>2006-11-05T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:18:33.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*5th Nov' 06*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I realise that there are MANY things for me to Think, Plan, Ponder and Reflect on. Both Big and Small. I think I've come to a point whereby I'm stunned by the questions and I just cannot answer them right away, which tells me that its time to sit down and THINK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My brain was Constantly thinking while I made my way home, it's always like that but I just can't seem to remember them and type everything out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;What do I want to acheive in my next 6months? A question that sets me thinking. Its good that I got this question. Seriously. It made me Think and now I know/reminded me of what I'm aiming for, so that I will work hard to achieve them. Sometimes I just wonder why i can't question myself with these sort of questions, so that I won't be so lost along the way. I guess that's why we have friends. yea? I think its the way of God showing me my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Are my expectations of people that high? My expectations for myself can be, but I know my strength (I suppose?). Well, I do evaluate myself with that expectation. If I can acheive it why can't they? But I do see things on a case by case basis alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then comes another question. Well, I really need time to think about it. Its like an answer which really might make an impact somehow. I know I'm not ready because I can't even think straight on it. Yea I did blurt that out but well yea..it is not wrong to say that its a fact or my deepest desire, but I know that the time has not come yet. Of course it'll be great to daa daa daa daa.. but I might jus encounter many road blocks if I try to make my way through. so yea. Be clear and Displine, no distractions/side tracking. Dang~~ its getting serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots Of Volunteery Efforts = LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(from the parish Priest during today's Homily)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116274351313943061?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116274351313943061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116274351313943061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116274351313943061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116274351313943061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/5th-nov-06.html' title='|*5th Nov&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116213553884030894</id><published>2006-10-29T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:31:07.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*29th Oct' 06*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I went to Cathedral of the Good Shepherd today!!! Dang.. it took me 40mins to get there.. and I was late by 1min..=.= Anywayz.. I was kinda surprised that the Kyrie,Santus,Memorial acclamation and even the Credo are sung in Latin (i think).. and all the hyms are around the same pace and is slow...... so traditional la.. U know.. its the most traditional..(i feel la) church I've been to lohs.. Plus the Choir is Super Duper Good lahs!!! Arhhs!!! SO NICE!!.. makes me feel so homey in the church.. a bit like maybe in west minister abbey or something like tt sort la.. ^_^ I should attend mass there when I'm working on Sunday and maybe perhaps I'll join the choir if I can.. lolx.. *_* lolz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Had my Grade 8 Theory Exam yesterday.. Finally no more class.. LOLz.. well.. hmm.. its tough ya know.. I took 1hr to complete my 1st qn la.. I nearly freaked out coz I can't really see the connection.. grrr... but 2nd qn was not bad.. 3rd.. hmm.. jus do wadeva i can.. 4th and 5th qns are not tt bad too.. can do la... hopefully no careless mistakes la.. seriously.. I didnt haf time to check.. coz I took quite long loh... haiz.. I better pass.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;After exam didn't feel like home.. so decided to drop by orchard maybe for a while..coz chinatown is so near orchard.. lol.. buddenz I met my friends for a movie instead.I've been dying to catch a movie anywayz.. LOLz.. We watched The Prestige, its was not too bad until the technical fault.. seriously.. it kinda spoil it loh.. After the show I didn't feel happy la.. dunno why.. maybe coz of the truth of everything loh.. and I got the learning points of the show.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tired day.. Slept like a log after I reach home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116213553884030894?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116213553884030894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116213553884030894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116213553884030894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116213553884030894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/29th-oct-06.html' title='|*29th Oct&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116179018563274142</id><published>2006-10-25T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:31:55.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*25th Oct' 06*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok.. this is so.. Frustrating.. See.. Pple.. can u'all pay attention next time and so as not to be blur.. I'm not pointing fingers but sometimes somethings are at piority.. Ohh man.. Its confusing everyone.. and I'm worried.. see it's not fair for other pple to get different info or get into the muddles we've put ourselves in so unfortunately.. It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nice either alright.. I feel bad seriously coz this is jus not the way &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; work u knoe.. I believe we're much capable of better planning and efficiency rite.. Gosh!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Frowning..&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the 1st time. =\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Enough said for now.. Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116179018563274142?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116179018563274142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116179018563274142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116179018563274142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116179018563274142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/25th-oct-06.html' title='|*25th Oct&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116168331084140926</id><published>2006-10-24T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T17:48:30.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*24th Oct' 06*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Another Public Holiday and I spend it at home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.....&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I feel so restless la..haiz.. Woke up late again...(&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, its not all the time tt i get to slp tt much u knoe..=X&lt;/span&gt;), had lunch, study for theory exam this saturday..&gt;.&lt;, den I doze again.. such a bump.. lols.. sigh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; See... the problem when I spend the whole day at home, I'm restless. Yea I know I should study, but I'll find something to drink ( &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;frm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;milk -&gt;soya bean milk-&gt;juice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;), study.. den zZzz... Ok.. I'm just plain lazy when I spend the whole day at home.. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116168331084140926?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116168331084140926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116168331084140926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116168331084140926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116168331084140926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/24th-oct-06.html' title='|*24th Oct&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116167828758546675</id><published>2006-10-24T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T16:24:47.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116167828758546675?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116167828758546675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116167828758546675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116167828758546675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116167828758546675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116153041276899436</id><published>2006-10-22T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:20:12.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*22nd Oct' 06*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wAh Piang ehhhs.... I  dunno wat's happening inside me now.. xin luan liao...so tu ran la...dunno to laugh or cry or scream.. hmm.. wah piang... a bit paranoid now.. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116153041276899436?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116153041276899436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116153041276899436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116153041276899436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116153041276899436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/22nd-oct-06.html' title='|*22nd Oct&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187375.post-116067909391513683</id><published>2006-10-13T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:51:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>|*12th Oct' 06*|</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Geee.... I cant believe I'm awake right now and blogging. I'm going to the East tmr la.. and its takes like dunno how long to get there.. lolz.. I tell you I'm dead tired. I'm feeling really tired, but I'm not sleeping. My eyes feel liek shutting, but my brain and fingers are still working.. wahahaha... !!! That explains the dark circles I haven underneath my eyes huh.. grr... I feel super sian lo.. Work is tiring, and I'm going back to school frequently again! and sch starts like next week? Makes it worse. I just want to slack with my friends, hang out, window shopping, chit chat, catch a movie maybe? jus blah.. u noe.. happy time..Damn Tired... =_= &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7187375-116067909391513683?l=beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116067909391513683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7187375&amp;postID=116067909391513683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116067909391513683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7187375/posts/default/116067909391513683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckybao_tqueen.blogspot.com/2006/10/12th-oct-06.html' title='|*12th Oct&apos; 06*|'/><author><name>-*|{A nEw PhAsE oF LiFe}|*-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06860577562820543793</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oQVdeebKJEQ/R5Lq4FPIL0I/AAAAAAAAACI/0xEkjZ6P40s/S220/Image002+resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
