<?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-7332325</id><updated>2011-09-17T19:03:30.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gememories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>702</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-2251878557664694167</id><published>2007-01-01T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:50:45.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE TAKE NOTE</title><content type='html'>With effect from today 1 January 2007 onwards, this blog will not be updated anymore. I will be blogging on another blog. Feel free to check it out at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.behappy-everyday.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.behappy-everyday.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-2251878557664694167?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2251878557664694167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=2251878557664694167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2251878557664694167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2251878557664694167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/please-take-note.html' title='PLEASE TAKE NOTE'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-1304504877713640459</id><published>2006-12-31T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:44:13.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Post for 2006</title><content type='html'>22 more minutes to the arrival of year 2007! Excited I am... for a new year brings new hopes, new resolutions, new challenges, new opportunities and of cos a new chapter of my life unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2006 has been a really hectic and memorable year, filled with tears and laughters, difficulties and success. I have come a long way... to where I am today. I have grown alot in this one year, in terms of my maturity level and sensibility I guess. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now more in-depth, as in what special events took place in these twelve months of my life in 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY:&lt;br /&gt;- Sec 1 Orientation with Anzio (1A). It was fun taking care of them and showing them around the school... I felt a little senior though, in other words 'old'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DHS X'plore with 3E and 2I. Whoa running around Singapore and going to places I've never been to before. It was extremely FUN and yea I got to know a whole new bunch of energetic peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese New Year (: I can't exactly remember much about it except for the collection of angbaos ($.$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My haojiemei, Jue Hui, turned sixteen! Legal to pool and watch NC-16 movies ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY:&lt;br /&gt;- I was in charge of the CNY games for all the levels and the planning was tedious... But everything was carried out successfully, just that the response was not exactly ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Art Club Amazing Race was fun for my fellow committee members and myself I guess. LOL but it was a great attempt at bonding art club members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February was a busy month, with no public holidays at all. So it's mainly curriculum time and CCAs so yea not much interesting events to expect from a schoolgirl alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH:&lt;br /&gt;- Went to the Official Book Handover Ceremony held at Temasek Poly with Jue Hui. It was an eye opening experience and the library's really big! Yea this event was also featured on the news... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Arrival of March holidays. Nothing much, the last few days of the holidays must have been spent chionging homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL:&lt;br /&gt;- DHS Sports Meet at Jurong Sports Complex. I was a SC on duty for cheerleading. Yea it was fun screaming an shaking the shakers. Typical sports day which ended with me having a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dad's birthday dinner! Which was filling but not exactly enjoyable due to some AP waitress at some restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY:&lt;br /&gt;- My twin turned sixteen on 2 May! Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My other haojiemei, Yun Yin turned sixteen on 4 May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There's a career guidance workshop and we were told to do the DISC quiz... I was a high-C. I remembered being quite disappointed at that point of time... but gradually I realised that it's not that bad being a high-C person. And after assurance from Ms Chia, I believed that my personality changes according to the environment I am in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Attended this National Young Leaders' Day 2006 Talk at Singapore Expo. Listened to inspirational talks by WTO founder and local singer Kaira etc. I look forward to such talks in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Da Vinci Code Movie on 26 May. One day before I turned 16, luckily they checked the year of my birthday instead of the date. The movie was good but quite disappointing I guess. I prefer the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I turned sixteen on 27 May! And it was the day which I came in touch with Pillar of Hope and that set the connection between me and POH for the next four months or so. And I have not regretted ever since though it was hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE:&lt;br /&gt;- BSP Camp at Singapore Sports School... was the facil for group Shaolin! Made many new friends and I did enjoy myself to some extent lah, if I dont include those moments which I felt left out and abandoned =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I was busy with POH stuff and school work and tuition for the rest of the holidays. Typical life of a schoolgirl, how many times must I repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY:&lt;br /&gt;- Did this geography project to test for the rate of infiltration of water in different types of grass. This project was simply torturous alright. Lady Luck just seemed to be so far away from my group at that point of time... We were the last group to plant the can and complete the report but well we got the best grade. whee. kudos to us! And thanks to Ms Pear who is ever so understanding (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mathematics Seminar 2006 held at Nanyang Girls. It was quite interesting but I didnt have enough sleep the night before so I wasnt exactly attentive... which is a bummer cos it's not an everyday thing that you get to listen to professors from local universities speak. So yea I really appreciate the opportunity and feel ashamed of my attention level on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Start of Singapore Fireworks' Festival. Caught the first glimpse of the fireworks on the day when we watched 'The Lake House' at Suntec. Got lost on our way to Marina Sq. but still managed to get there safely in time. But it was disappointing cos we stationed ourselves at the wrong part of Marina Sq. Should have gone to the area beside Esplanade. Anyway I am still in loved with the tagline of 'The Lake House' : How do you hold on to someone whom you've never met? The movie was good but kinda confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST:&lt;br /&gt;- Continuation of Singapore Fireworks Festival. Despite the exams getting nearer and nearer, I still throw my textbooks aside on some of the days and go down to Esplanade to watch the fireworks. Be it alone or with my friends. Yea I was just so crazy over fireworks then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Attended this Service Learning Convention held at Toa Payoh Hub. Very inspirational too and my peers and I got a whole lot of new service learning ideas. Cool uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The last week of August was EXAMINATION TIME. woohoo. Tough, tired, worried, scared. Each morning was spent mugging with the company of a cup of aromatic coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;- There's Parent-Child Day which my mom and I attended, browsing through my portfolio. After which was the Nanjing Immersion Briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nanjing Immersion... Memorable moments spent with my buddy, Lucy. Her mom who is currently my godmom, had been a wonderful guardian. Her dog was quite intimidating at first, giving me a good scare down the stairs right on the first day. But Dou Dou proved to be a intelligent, adorable, fat doggie. My buddy's dad was wonderful too, he was the chaffeur for me and Lucy. I remembered the last night at Nanjing, I didnt sleep till about 4am. Cos I was busy writing postcards and preparing presents for Lucy and her parents. And on the last day, both of us nearly caused a flood of tears in Nanjing. Couldnt bear to leave each other. Really look forward to seeing her again when she comes over next year. I must give her an enjoyable time in Singapore just like how she did when I went to Nanjing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched 'Forbidden City' musical at Esplanade. Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bought my new handphone on Sep 27. E900 is such a beauty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched 'The Banquet' which was the first movie I fell asleep while watching in a cinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER:&lt;br /&gt;- First time k-boxing with YQ, Clar and WJ at Orchard Cine. Super fun lah but didnt really dare to sing at first. But warmed up le jiu no problem liaos! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to YQ's house to pool and sing karaoke too. Clar taught me and shumin mahjong and I've been enjoying mahjong ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Deathnote 1. It was so enthralling alright! Jus that I was quite disappointed that I have to wait for about 2 months before the part 2 comes out. But now that I've watched the part 2, I realised that it's worth the wait cos the entire movie just rocks my socks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Movie Marathon at Yuhan's house. Watched 'Daisy' and I cried. Touching... Watched 'Helen the baby fox' too but I wasnt really concentrating on the film so despite that touchingness, I didnt tear this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- POH Presentation in front of 11 judges. Yea we got shortlisted and had to do a presentation about our project. I was all nervous and excited on that day. And from that day onwards, Eunice Olsen has become a figure of inspiration in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Took up yoga at Oasis Holistic and has been a yogi ever since, regular in my attendance for yoga lessons, be it rain or shine. The only thing is that I dont practise at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;- GMPS Community Day. Went back to my alma mater to support them in their fund-raising activities. I donated generously and caught up with a few of my juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr and Ms Teen Environment 2006 held at Singapore Expo. I was in the backstage crew or something. We slacked around then did some packing and arrangements of the trophies. It was a two-day activity inclusive of dry run. And for the competition, both the male and female contestants from Dunman High won. Qiang2 right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 4J Class Chalet at Pasir Ris Costa Sands. It was pretty much slacking around and not much bonding done. The first night was spent at Changi Airport... haha fun night out gossiping lah then we slept like pigs when we got back to the chalet in early morning on the second day. The bbq on the first night was not bad too. Went cycling. Rode a double-bike with Yun Yin and I was struggling with the controlling and balancing of the bike at first but eventually got the hang of it. Phew luckily otherwise both our lives would be at risk and it would've been my fault &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yi Ling turned sixteen and we celebrated her birthday one day before at Citylink Mall. Bought a cake for her. Then there was this mass sharing and gossiping session at Starbucks Suntec. What can you expect when a group of six girls come together? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fish Leong's Concert at Singapore Expo. Went with Shu Min, Wenxiang, Boonkian and their friends. Cool... WX even brought light sticks. After the concert ,we managed to get Fish's autographs. whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Before the concert was YFC2006 prize giving ceremony at the Supreme Court's auditorium. Security was tight but the place was nicee. Set up our booth and collected our prize cash and certificates and trophy for the best volunteer managament award. We jus rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SPH Wildlife Ambassador Programme held at Singapore Zoo. Taking the train to AMK every morning and switching to a bus before reaching the zoo half an hour later was not exactly enjoyable but the prog was fun and we made lotsa friends and got alot of knowledge of the zoo. I look forward to the 6 commitment sessions next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;- YVIP06 camp. A inspiring and interesting camp. Gained lotsa skills and knowledge relevant to volunteering. Made lotsa friends and learnt lotsa camp songs too ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YVIP06 Attachment to Sunlove Home. It was a great experience interacting with the intellectually disabled and dementia elderly there. And I was able to practise my Hokkien speaking skills... The two weeks have been great and I am starting to miss the attachment. I will definitely go back to the home to help out when I am free... despite the fact that it is in Buangkok. The distance will not hinder my passion for volunteering! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 6 Charity Class Gathering at Swensens at PS. It wasnt exactly organized and the response wasnt good but the gathering was still considered to be successful and yea kudos to us organizers and thanks to all who turned up for the gathering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girls Day Out with sistas on 28 Dec. This marked a  very special day for the six of us from this year onwards. It was a day of pure enjoyment and genuine bliss and happiness. Kboxing just rocks with you sistas. The gift-exchanging rocks even more. It doesnt matter how big or small the gift is, how cheap or expensive it is, how many or few there is, as long as the gifts are from you sistas, they are fit to be treasured for a lifetime. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Teachers' Telematch at DHS Campus. Haha fun day out with the teachers. Mrs Tay from my gorup 8 is really nice! She kept giving me scary stares to make sure I wasnt giving them the wrong hints. haha my group of teachers was really enthu and they were so engrossed in finding the puzzle pieces and places of the clues that i couldnt find time to get them to do forfeits. uh uh haha. yea Mrs Tay treated me to drinks after the telematch too. thank you ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YVIP06 Afterglow held at SMU yesterday. It mainly consisted of presentations, skits, thanksgiving speeches and talk about schedule 2007. Also the signing up for team v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Deathnote 2 with Li Wen yesterday after Afterglow at PS. After getting the tickets, both of us were only left with seven dollars and we used that to get a popcorn combo. Then we devoured the popcorn and ice lemon tea cos we were like super hungry and as i mentioned previously we got the best seats at the very last minute. yea the movie totally rocks. You should go catch it. 'L' is like the cutest character, the smartest genius too. The whole film is simply ingenious lah. The two Gods of Death are pretty entertaining too. Esp Ryuk who loves apples as much as I do ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright thi post sums up all the special events and activities in 2006. I shall go catch my beauty sleep and wake up to a brand new day of a brand new year with recharged energy and optimism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS FOR THE NEW YEAR 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-1304504877713640459?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1304504877713640459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=1304504877713640459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1304504877713640459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1304504877713640459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-post-for-2006.html' title='Last Post for 2006'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-465496401099975247</id><published>2006-12-30T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T23:28:32.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am really tired now, practically energy-drained-out already. So dont expect me to blog about the teachers' telematch on friday or my girls-day-out with my sistas on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Note 2 ROCKS. Go watch it alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'L' is like so kawaii lah. And Li Wen and I were like so lucky can. We reached Plaza Sing at around 5.55pm after Afterglow (YV06) and reached the cinema only to find a long queue. There were like zillions of people queuing but we joined the queue anyway and in the end you know what? We managed to catch the 6pm show with the best seats! Two seats in the middle and all the way at the back. Someone booked the seats then cancelled the booking. Rocks eh! Deathnote really brings us good luck lah. Or perhaps it's PS' GV. Cos the last time we watched Deathnote 1 with Jess, we also got good seats at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw tomorrow's the last day of year 2006. Looking back, my 2006 has been really busy... Must do reflection tomorrow then look forward to a new year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! GO WATCH DEATHNOTE 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And FYI, if you havent catch Deathnote 1 the last time, you can go watch the Deathnote Marathon, 2 in 1!! woohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-465496401099975247?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/465496401099975247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=465496401099975247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/465496401099975247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/465496401099975247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-really-tired-now-practically.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-3412832204876460017</id><published>2006-12-29T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:07:36.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have lotsa events to blog about and lotsa pictures to post but it's getting late and I may need a long time to do so. Hence it is more reasonable if i blog and post them the next time i come online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday and today are two really busy and fun days. And also pocket-burning too. Lucky I controlled my expenditure today otherwise... I am too tired to blog about anything now. I still have to go to school tomorrow oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two significant events which took place recently:&lt;br /&gt;1) 6Charity'02 Class Gathering&lt;br /&gt;2) Girls' Day Out with Jayyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two food I ate today:&lt;br /&gt;1) Chicken Parmesan Sandwich at Subway (Lunch)&lt;br /&gt;2) Ban Mian at Cine Food Court (Dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two dumb things I did today:&lt;br /&gt;1) Misleading the route to Cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;2) Drinking iced cold lemon tea when the weather was like so cold! (Cld have gotten an asthma attack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two smart things I did today:&lt;br /&gt;1) Bringing an umbrella along with me&lt;br /&gt;2) Not bringing excess money with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more items to be added to my wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;1) The complete idiot's guide to yoga&lt;br /&gt;2) Chicken soup for volunteers' soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two movies which I die die must watch:&lt;br /&gt;1) Charlotte's Web&lt;br /&gt;2) Pan's Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I am looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;1) YVIP06 Afterglow&lt;br /&gt;2) 4J New Year Countdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now! I am so tired that I could sleep for 24 hours! Zzzz off to bed Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-3412832204876460017?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3412832204876460017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=3412832204876460017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3412832204876460017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3412832204876460017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-lotsa-events-to-blog-about-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-4367681152498828151</id><published>2006-12-25T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:42:50.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho~ MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's christmas, a very special festival for Christians all over the world. I may not be a christian but I think it's fun spending this special day with your loved ones, sharing the log cake and exchanging presents. I didnt receive any present today but I gave three presents away and yea it definitely rocks seeing the smiles on the recipients' faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to YQ's house for a christmas party last night. It was fun, singing karaoke, playing mahjong and pooling though Lady Luck's really not on my side then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at my grandparents' house for the whole of today. Ate alot, really alot. I can already feel my wasitline getting bigger ohno. Shopped at Toa Payoh in the early noon. Bought 2 tees and 2 pairs of jeans from Hang Ten. Whee I hope that I can still fit into the jeans after the feasts I had today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well the remaining days of the holidays would be really hectic... And well most probably before i knew it, the new year would have arrived. I just worked on my list of new year resolutions just now. It's the same old stuff every year I guess just that I categorised them this time round... It has almost become a tradition to break these new year resolutions but I will try not to, otherwise it defeats the purpose of making the list already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely looking forward to the new year... new opportunities, new challenges, new friends and new experiences. And I will be seventeen next year. There is nothing that is gonna stop me from looking forward to year 2007. Yea excited is the word to describe how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching the 10pm show on channel u. And I am so tempted to go to Italy, Rome! Ah I must definitely go there at least once in this lifetime and I want to make a wish at the wishing well area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 other places I must visit this lifetime:&lt;br /&gt;1) Gold Coast&lt;br /&gt;2) Korea&lt;br /&gt;3) Canberra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo all I can do for now would be to dream, dream and dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Schedule for the next few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Dec: Movie with my brother and his friends, movie with Timuns (YVIP06)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yea it sounds kinda spendthrifty to watch two movies in one day, especially since I am so tensed up over money matters these days but well i guess i just would have to have some cheap lunch or not eat at all, I wont die from skipping one meal lah, i have plenty of fats to burn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 Dec: Telematch Logistics Preparation in school, 6 Charity Class gathering (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 Dec: Girls' Day out with my beloved sistas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 Dec: Some teachers' telematch in school or sth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Dec: YVIP06 Afterglow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 Dec: No prog currently. Maybe it's a day for me to rest at home, reflect on 2006 and countdown to 2007. Ohya i remember now. There may be some kind of countdown party for 4J. Ah ha sounds fun. I've never really countdown with friends before. Usually countdown while watching the countdown party prog on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Jan: No prog currently. Maybe a trip to the zoo's fragile forest/ tropical crops and be a student guide (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Jan: Free in the day and noon but will be staying over at dhs campus for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Jan: School reopens officially and I am a year5 dhp student!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright thats about it for now and I may not be blogging that regularly for the next few days or even weeks. Once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-4367681152498828151?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4367681152498828151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=4367681152498828151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4367681152498828151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4367681152498828151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/hohoho-merry-christmas-yea-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-2145711598070042490</id><published>2006-12-18T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:38:57.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sky hasnt being looking friendly for the past half an hour and it has just started raining... when I am about to go out! Always like that de lor. Then now I have to take a bus to the MRT stn. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at around 4pm from buangkok. Took bus 80 from hougang interchange and the bus ride is only like 25 minutes? super fast. Came home to charge my hp. Cos the batt died jus now. Smsed too much haha and I didnt charge yesterday cos the batt was still full then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to SPHERE CIP later... with yunyin. Bringing the elderly from peaceconnect to Garden City at Suntec and then on an Orchard Road Tour. Cool. Worked with dementia patients today. New experience... Got to know Pat, a social worker at the home and also Auntie Lee. Great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika is right. When you show love to those around you, you get love back in return. Yep. My day rocks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain's getting heavier. I better get ready to go out. Cya ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-2145711598070042490?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2145711598070042490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=2145711598070042490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2145711598070042490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2145711598070042490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/sky-hasnt-being-looking-friendly-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-432178430859393019</id><published>2006-12-15T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T13:10:12.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick &amp; Tired</title><content type='html'>Forever giving in to others, even when I am unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;Even to people who don't even bother about my existence&lt;br /&gt;Why must things be like this&lt;br /&gt;I give whatever I have to give&lt;br /&gt;Yet I tear till no more energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I have been giving and giving&lt;br /&gt;Giving till I am so tired&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still want to give&lt;br /&gt;Cos I thought that as long I continue giving&lt;br /&gt;I will receive some kindness back&lt;br /&gt;Though that's not the main intention of me giving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give cos I like seeing others happy&lt;br /&gt;Till these days&lt;br /&gt;When all I ever receive back&lt;br /&gt;Are just sack after sack of disappointment and hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disappointment and hurt get so overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;I lost myself to them&lt;br /&gt;I broke down time after time&lt;br /&gt;Crying seems to be the only way to express myself&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad I cry&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry I cry&lt;br /&gt;I feel frustrated I cry&lt;br /&gt;I feel helpless I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying is the only avenue where I can feel myself being a human&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I am weak when it comes to things like this&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am weak yet i hate to appear weak&lt;br /&gt;But the more I try to appear strong, the more hurt I get&lt;br /&gt;And the more hurt I get, the more I want to appear stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I have only myself to fend for myself&lt;br /&gt;In this cold, cruel world&lt;br /&gt;Love and care seem so distant&lt;br /&gt;Yet I yearn for them desperately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I have to be strong and stand up tall&lt;br /&gt;I may be weak for now&lt;br /&gt;But I dont have to be weak forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's one thing for sure&lt;br /&gt;In this cold, cruel world&lt;br /&gt;there are still friends and family who care...&lt;br /&gt;My angels... always there for me&lt;br /&gt;And I will be there for them too&lt;br /&gt;Let's all work together to make this world a better place to live in&lt;br /&gt;A place to be filled with warmth and love&lt;br /&gt;With people with bigger-than-life hearts&lt;br /&gt;And wider-than-universe smiles&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random inspirations. And honestly the past four days have been really tough. And today, thought that I would be able to get a good rest at home, yet I am being angered by my brother. He is so self centred. All  Iwant is to borrow the modem beside his computer to configure my laptop's connection so that I can 'liveupdate' my Norton Antivirus and he shouted at me for interrupting his game. I was on the line with this Singnet person to help me with the internet configuration and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, I realised it was too much and I lost myself to a sea of tears yet again. It's so terrible. Last night I realised I lost my Minitoons card. I felt the pain of losing something. And when Li Wen consoled and gave me advice, I was touched by the extent of her understanding and I lost myself to the pool of salt water yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of times I have cried these days is too many to be counted. But each time after i tear, I realised that I felt better. I didnt keep the things bottled up inside of me, making me even more miserable as each day goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when things get too much for myself to handle, I will choose to run, choose to escape. It's not the right thing to do. The best thing would be to face it. Easier said than done. I have tried countless of times and each time I tried all I got was a crude rejection. It hurts, it really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I wanna do is to run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away to a place free of tears and troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away to this place called paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guarded by staff called angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by clouds of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And showered by rains of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place is jus so magical&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;em&gt;And so impossible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-432178430859393019?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/432178430859393019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=432178430859393019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/432178430859393019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/432178430859393019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick-tired.html' title='Sick &amp; Tired'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-5248878699464234048</id><published>2006-12-12T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:53:57.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly feel like going to Fish &amp; Co... I have never eaten there before... But may be going there for lunch/dinner real soon. And the problem is I am feeling really fat now. I had fast food both yesterday and today. Long John Silver yesterday and Mac today. Feeling kinda sick of the fast food already la. Not to forget the financial and psychological burden it's giving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment at Sunlove Day 2. We gave them colouring pages to colour then did occupational therapy with them after lunch. And it rained heavily again when we were leaving the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn I am tired and bored... talked to Li Wen on the phone for half an hour jus now. So much to talk about. And I made the photo that twin and i took together during Fish Leong's mini concert the wallpaper of my hp. Suddenly miss my close friends very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long day. It's really energy-draining, both physically and psychologically. I am really curious about the work that an occupational therapist does hmmm. I think it's definitely not an easy job... challenging perhaps? But sounds interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been reaching home at around 6 plus this two days. Really hope that I can reach home earlier then maybe go jogging? hmmm depends on my mood and energy level also. Such things always unpredictable. But one thing predictable would be that the number on the weighing machine will keep increasing... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it for today. shall go read up on horoscopes and other stuff online. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-5248878699464234048?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5248878699464234048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=5248878699464234048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5248878699464234048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5248878699464234048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/suddenly-feel-like-going-to-fish-co.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-7104424372349647475</id><published>2006-12-10T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:13:08.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your horoscope for Sunday, December 10, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find your favorite person, whether it's your guy or your best friend, and do something special together today. Maybe this person has been nagging at you, hoping that you'd settle down and pay attention just to them for one day. Mercury and Jupiter will give you the chance to explain yourself, including how you need to balance your connection with your desire for a little freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(seventeen.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-7104424372349647475?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7104424372349647475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=7104424372349647475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7104424372349647475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7104424372349647475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/your-horoscope-forsunday-december-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-3486344443381345629</id><published>2006-12-10T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:56:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another great day out... Went for yoga class in the morning with Hui Shan. Whoa I missed one session of yoga last sunday and today it's like so difficult for me to do some of the poses. Especially the triangle pose cos I have really really tensed shoulders, I never really relax them. bleah. Lots of stretching and also did this transform meditation which is really good. Started the lesson with mooncrayer meditation which is said to cleanse the body of toxins. whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I wasnt feeling too well this morning, woke up with this flu perhaps due to staying up late last night. But I kinda dragged myself to the yoga class. And I didnt regret making this choice. Cos I felt great the whole day through after the class. Whee Erika encouraged me to go for yoga classes twice a week. I did that when I first started learning but stopped after awhile due to a tight schedule. I shall try to go this tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Shu Min at Somerset to go shopping at the flea market at Scape. I reached early but she was late anyway. Went to have lunch at this stall at the basement of Cineleisure which sells Taiwan Street Food. Had the Sausage cheese egg crepe. It rocks. Super tasty and yummy. Just thinking about it makes me salivate. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had breakfast bars in my bag but after some serious consideration,  I decided not to eat them as  I walked down Orchard, I would've looked kinda pathetic isnt it. Yea fortunately I didnt. Wanted to get a sandwich from 7-eleven too but that would mean I have to walk as  I eat as well. Nah so I went to Cine for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu Min came finally and we shopped around before going to Scape flea market. It was pretty much walking around then it started raining so we took shelter back in Cine. Some things to highlight would be we tried for two lucky draws and did this recording thingy for podcast. LOL yea WE LOVE PODCAST AND PODCAST LOVES US. It was kinda malu but we did it, cos of the ipod shuffle. And cos both of us were there for each other i guess. I believe I wouldnt have done it if Shu Min was not there with me. And we got ourselves each a goodie bag. Yea it rocks. There were some free games aimed at raising awareness that casual sex causes aids or something. Tried them and both of us got badges. Then there was this attire (shirt and skirt) designed using condoms. I was quite amazed by it and we were told to guess the number of condoms used. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sembawang at Cine and both of us was looking for some christmas song of which we dunno the song name. Then we realised that both of us were actually looking for the same song! LOL 'Last Christmas'. Yep like it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a great day out with twin. Talked alot, shopped alot. Just that my wallet dont have enough cash. There's agency attachment tomorrow. Excited but scared too. I dont know what to expect. I dont dare to have any expectations too, both of myself and others. I shall just take things as they come. Goddess of Mercy will look over me I believe. Since I went to pray at the Guanyin Temple just now. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad ordered pizza for dinner just now and yea we had a feast. The day's been really great except for this swollen left foot of mine. I dont know what happened to it. But it's itching like crazy. I got bitten by what I thought was a mosquito when I was in the toilet yesterday. But apparently it must be something more poisonous than a mosquito cos my whole foot is like swollen ?! Grr. Yea big foot. Ugly leh. omg omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go do some research on the home I am going to tomorrow... and here, shall end with another quote found in 'A Life Less Ordinary'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'To be nobody-but-yourself - in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everyone else - mean to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- E. E. Cummings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-3486344443381345629?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3486344443381345629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=3486344443381345629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3486344443381345629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3486344443381345629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-great-day-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-7154497964917082001</id><published>2006-12-10T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:09:12.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crap I washed my hair at 1030pm. It's 12.58am and my hair is still damp. Grr! It's too thick le lah. I am going to cut it SOON. It's so messy, makes me look old bleh. To think I still want to leave it to grow longer. Nah shall not do so. I dont even dare to go out with my hair let down these days but at camp no choice. That's why I tie it up the moment it is dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How how how. How am I going to sleep with this damp hair. I am lazy to use the hairdryer. It's bad to sleep with damp hair. The moisture can give you headache the next day. It's 1.01 am and I am still not asleep. And I have to wake up at 9am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee a date with shumin tomorrow, after my yoga lesson. Going to support Leong Hwee at the flea market then rush home in time to catch the Star Awards. Excited. I hope Elvin Ng gets the newcomer award (: my shuai ge ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happily chatting with at least 4 of my friends just now... and now they either went away or offline. All gone at once... What a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway check this out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini(May 21 - June 20)&lt;br /&gt;Gemini is an intellectual air sign and curious about everything. You can't go wrong with books. Keep in mind that they'll prefer nonfiction over novels and fantasy. Movies that get your Gemini thinking also will be big hits. If your Gemini is a writer, as many are, a journal or fancy writing pen would be a great stocking stuffer. Gemini rules the shoulders, arms, and hands, so of course gloves and mittens are good choices, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://astrocenter.astrology.msn.com/msn/ArticleAstrologyHome.aspx?sd=20061205"&gt;http://astrocenter.astrology.msn.com/msn/ArticleAstrologyHome.aspx?sd=20061205&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea true true true. You can't go wrong giving me books (: Nonfiction ones like autobiography or inspirational ones or astrology ones... hehehe. I dont mind novels and fantasy ones, especially romance. Movies yea I gladly welcome that. Journals... ok lah. As for gloves and mittens, erh no need lah. Singapore's not that cold you know. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I shall get off this laptop, now that no one is online to chat with me and there's nothing else I can do online... Shall go and deal with my hair and dry it asap so that I can get my beauty sleep soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-7154497964917082001?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7154497964917082001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=7154497964917082001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7154497964917082001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7154497964917082001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/crap-i-washed-my-hair-at-1030pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-287223069343624446</id><published>2006-12-09T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:02:49.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reminder to self: BUY CHRISTMAS CARDS ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I have a great day out... This afternoon I suddenly went to dig out this inspirational book titled 'A Life Less Ordinary' from my book shelf. I bought it either this year or last year... Read a few pages of it but never did finish reading it. Yea it's yet another of my bad habits. I like to go to bookshops. I like to browse through the books in the bookshop. And if I happen to have enough cash in my wallet I will buy the books. Then I will bring it home. Read a few pages and maybe leave it aside for days or even years. Yea. I have quite alot of books at home. I shall try to finish reading them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yea I've already read 66 pages of the book. I realised that I may need some inspirations and motivation in my life these days especially since things just seem to go wrong wherever and whenever I am. And I was greatly inspired by the stories I read. Found some inspirational quotes which I like very much. And I hope to finish reading this book by tomorrow perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have thought about it. This christmas, I don't want soft toys. I don't want accessories, I have too many already. I don't want cute yet un-usable stuff. I want books especially inspirational ones... like Chicken Soup for The Volunteering Soul, books by Torey Hayden, any reading materials that will spur me on for the new year. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright my day out... I left my house late today by a few minutes so I reached Pasir Ris MRT late by 5 minutes. Luckily Qian Bing was nice enough to wait for me (: Then the bus came just in time for us to board and we were off to our second hip hop lesson. Last week a few of the girls from the class danced bare-footed. Li Wen was one of them. So I wore this new pair of slippers which I just bought, all prepared to dance bare-footed. Didnt want to wear sports shoes laa, cos I had a movie date after the lesson. So yea upon reaching the dance studio, I realised that everyone was in proper and covered footwear except for me! So I was the only extra person dancing bare-footed la, told you my luck hasn't been good lately tsk. My soles hurt cos there were quite alot of sliding of the feet. I've learnt my lesson, I will wear proper footwear next time. My soles look really ugly now grr and I have yoga tomorrow when I have to be bare-footed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher finished teaching all the dance steps and even let us practised with a different song which is faster, according to Qian Bing. I didnt realise it &gt;&lt; Yep Li Wen didnt go for the lesson today, she's in genting. Hip hop's really fun but there's no lesson next week. How sad. It's ok, at least I get a free saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG one of Goong's soundtracks is playing on fm 933 radio station -- Perhaps Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digressed. One hour passed really fast and we reached Pasir Ris interchange. Bought red tea with pearls. I like the pearls only la. Didnt want any flavouring added to the red tea cos the last time I bought Green Apple Red Tea and the colouring was disgusting and I think they left it there for so long that the colouring actually solidified. Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this carnival by Riverlife Community Services at the field and I went to take a look. There were face-painting and sales of assessment books etc. Then before I knew it, the members started cheering then I realised that the carnival was over and so  I exited quickly. Malu-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to shop at White Sands. Intended to window-shop but I still spent some money there la. Cos I got beads bracelets for my maternal grandmother and mother. The pearls/ beads are supposed to symbolise for good health and stuff like that. They are not cheap but I am pretty generous with gifts, especially gifts for my loved ones. so yep (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train to city hall to meet my friend then had dinner before watching Open Season. It's a good movie, thought-provoking and significant in some ways. Like how much friendship matters and how important teamwork is. Yea educational. Encouraged my brother to watch with his p6 classmates. Was invited to join them but I most probably can't make it due to my agency commitment. Not to worry la, there's tons of movies coming out. Really hope to catch them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checked my email and saw that there's two emails from Bao Jia and Jobina regarding DHS Extreme. Proposals and schedules. Oh no. Shall read through them tomorrow. hehe. And I havent work on the schedule for CSC. OH NO. Procrastination is such a killer. So please, dear readers, never procrastinate, otherwise you will never get anything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright this's a long post. Thanks for persevering and reading till here. I shall end this post with an inspirational quote for from 'A Life Less Ordinary'. Anyway it's a really good book. It's a compilation of many short stories. Shall tell you more about the stories another time. Go borrow it from the library or me after I've finally reading it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Everything in life is transient. Only charity is real and enduring. When you give, you receive. Charity is the best antidote for bad karma.' - Venerable Ho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And coincidentally, she is the founder of Man Fut Tong Old Folks Home. Yuhan and Nicole will be going there for their agency attachement as it is one of the VWOs in partnership with YVIP06 =D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-287223069343624446?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/287223069343624446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=287223069343624446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/287223069343624446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/287223069343624446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/reminder-to-self-buy-christmas-cards.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-2369722137265744048</id><published>2006-12-09T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:54:04.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the Result of Yourself</title><content type='html'>By Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame anyone, never complain of anyone or anything&lt;br /&gt;Because basically you have made of your life what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Accept the difficulties of edifying yourself&lt;br /&gt;And the worth of starting to correct your character.&lt;br /&gt;The triumph of the true man arises from the ashes of his mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Never complain of your loneliness or your luck.&lt;br /&gt;Face it with courage and accept it.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, they are the result of your acts and&lt;br /&gt;It shows that you'll always win.&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel frustrated of your own failures, neither unload them to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Accept yourself now or you'll go on justifying yourself like a child.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that any time is good to start&lt;br /&gt;And that no time is so good to give up.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget that the cause of your present is your past,&lt;br /&gt;As the cause of your future will be your present.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from the brave, from the strong,&lt;br /&gt;From who doesn't accept situations&lt;br /&gt;From who will live in spite of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Think less of your problems and more of your work.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to arise from your pain,&lt;br /&gt;And to be greater than the greatest of your obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the mirror of yourself and you'll be free and strong&lt;br /&gt;And you'll stop being a puppet of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;For you yourself are your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up and stare at the sun in the mornings and breathe the sun of dawn.&lt;br /&gt;You're part of the strength of your life now,&lt;br /&gt;Rise up, fight, walk, be sure and you'll win in life.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever think of 'fate' For fate is the excuse of failures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-2369722137265744048?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2369722137265744048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=2369722137265744048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2369722137265744048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2369722137265744048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/youre-result-of-yourself.html' title='You&apos;re the Result of Yourself'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-7233900701553895231</id><published>2006-12-09T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:43:28.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-Do-List</title><content type='html'>1. Work on CSC Schedule 2007&lt;br /&gt;2. Find out more about Sunlove Home&lt;br /&gt;3. Read library books (due on 15 Dec)&lt;br /&gt;4. Contact ppl about p6 cls gathering&lt;br /&gt;5. Read newspapers&lt;br /&gt;6. Smile more, frown less&lt;br /&gt;7. Activate 'LiveUpdate' for Norton Antivirus&lt;br /&gt;8. Consume less calories&lt;br /&gt;9. Start the day with an open heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;10. Look forward to the events of the day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-7233900701553895231?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7233900701553895231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=7233900701553895231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7233900701553895231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7233900701553895231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-do-list.html' title='To-Do-List'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-5158436048808240185</id><published>2006-12-09T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:31:59.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grr I tried to activate the 'LiveUpdate' for my Norton Antivirus but it jus wont work. It kept saying that the laptop is not connected to the internet. what is the problem lor. I tried for dunno-how-many times already. I even restarted the laptop but it jus wont work crap. It's ok I will ask for help tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sim Lim just now to download some important programmes into my laptop. Waited for quite a while there. And I have also gotten a wired optical mini mouse. It's super mini, even smaller than my palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I didnt really go out today. Stayed at home for a good rest after all the workouts during camp for the past few days, both physically and emotionally. There's no need to elaborate about the emotions part but it was definitely wonderful to have someone lend a listening ear and give you encouragements when you really need them. Thanks twin, I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it's already december and my schedule is so packed. There's supposed to be a p6 class gathering today but apparently the organizer didn't finalise the details with us. And I choose to think that this matter has jus happened to slip off the organizer's mind and not otherwise. So yea together with 3 of my ex-pri-sch-classmate we plan another gathering which will be after a christmas... Hopefully it will be a success this time. It would be great seeing everyone back together again. And of cos if given a chance i would love to meet &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; again. But i think it would be better for both you and me if I dont entertain such thoughts, in case I start to go all emo again and forget that the world is still revolving every time i get emo. Ah thats crap but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been kinda accident prone lately. On the last day of YVIP06, I hurt my right index finger while going out of a toilet cubicle and it resulted in a mini blood clot. It's gone now. Then last night I was trying to squeeze the remaining facial cleanser out of the tube to wash my face, then I just cut both of my thumbs with the size of the tube. dammit. how 'lucky' har. The cut on the right thumb is deeper and larger. ugly cut. aw sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hip hop class tmr again. Second lesson. Better not be late this time. I may be picking up taichi with my grandma soon lol. I dunno why I am going to pick it up but I just noe that the fee is really cheap so no harm. Yoga lessons are still on-going. May be catching a movie tomorrow. Whee the last movie I watched was happy feet. It's not very long ago but it seems kinda distant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agency attachment on Monday. I dont know wha I should do. But I am just gonna keep myself really busy this weekend and not worry unnecessarily.  A true heroin thrives in times of adversity and just like what shumin had said 'obstacles are there for us to overcome and then look back and say 'yay i did it' '. Yep. I must learn to believe in myself. Cos your true enemy is afterall yourself. I shall overcome all my fears and worries and become a better person. Most importantly I should give myself and everyone else a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of choices. Make the right choice and you feel happy. Make a bad choice, regret, cry, feel sad but look back and learn from your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try to believe in myself. and i hope you people out there will give me a chance and learn to believe in me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let the spirit of volunteering continue to live on, no matter what happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-5158436048808240185?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5158436048808240185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=5158436048808240185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5158436048808240185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5158436048808240185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/grr-i-tried-to-activate-liveupdate-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-6971073127443818524</id><published>2006-12-03T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T15:24:07.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle Quiz II</title><content type='html'>I should get SOMETHING SWEET for my friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashy or functional gifts might be fine for some, but for you and your crew, you'll get the most mileage out of gifts that come from the heart. A framed picture? A handmade card? When it comes to sweeties like you, it's not so much about the cost or the extravagance of the gift, but the thought behind it.Down-to-earth and sentimental, you and your friends see the inherent value in spending time together and creating memories. After all, aren't the holidays about showing your feelings for friends and loved ones? A darling like you sure thinks so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://web.tickle.com/tests/holidaygift/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-6971073127443818524?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6971073127443818524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=6971073127443818524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6971073127443818524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6971073127443818524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/tickle-quiz-ii.html' title='Tickle Quiz II'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-1588797874385072903</id><published>2006-12-03T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T15:16:15.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle Quiz</title><content type='html'>My body is telling me to EAT BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doughnuts, chips, cookies. Sure, they're yummy. We can't disagree with you there. But it sounds like your body is saying that it'd like to see more of the good stuff mixed in there, too. You know, things like fruits and veggies for vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants.Social and friendly, you like to take life in and enjoy yourself. Whether you're going to the movies, checking out a new restaurant, grabbing a quick bite on the go, or enjoying a BBQ at a friend's house, you get out and about. Nothing wrong with that. Just try to add some more healthful choices in. And don't forget to stay hydrated. Now that's refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://web.tickle.com/tests/goodtoyourbody/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-1588797874385072903?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1588797874385072903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=1588797874385072903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1588797874385072903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1588797874385072903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/tickle-quiz.html' title='Tickle Quiz'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-7841536172909256607</id><published>2006-12-03T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T14:38:04.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY ^^</title><content type='html'>I just got my weekly allowance, bought a pair of new pretty slippers and the Dec issue of Teens... yay as happy as a king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 days of SPH Wildlife Conservation Ambassador workshop was fun... Learnt new things, made new friends. Yea that's what camp is about. I've another service learning camp tomorrow. 4D3N at Greenridge Secondary School, organized by the student volunteer corps. I went for the pre-camp briefing yesterday but had to leave early for hip hop class. We were like 15- 20 minutes late but we managed to learn all the moves. lol felt abit awkward and er rigid at first. I havent dance for like YEARS ok &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's at a CC so you cant expect me to turn into some professional dancer. And my main purpose of joining it is simply for leisure and maybe to make my holidays more fulfilling and busy. Abit too busy actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Ikea at Tampines with my dad and brother yesterday. The place is big and very CROWDED. It's like almost the whole of Singapore's population living in the East were there la. And we even had to queue in order to enter, as if it's some kind of concert. No doubt the place is nice and definitely fill you with ideas. Going there makes me feel even more like having a study room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be organizing a Christmas party for my brother and his gang of P6 classmates but all's not confirmed yet. I am not working so where do I get the money. From my parents? they might kill me can. haha talking about that, I need to get a birthday present for my mom whose birthday is like only 3 days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to borrow a christmas tree... what's a christmas party without a christmas tree yea? Alright. That's about it for now. Shall go and read my Teens magazine. Cya l8r!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am happy (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-7841536172909256607?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7841536172909256607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=7841536172909256607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7841536172909256607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7841536172909256607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy.html' title='HaPpY ^^'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-5515833375833580702</id><published>2006-11-30T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:53:11.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPH Wildlife Conservation Ambassador</title><content type='html'>I am having this spinning headache now. Must be due to the lack of sufficient sleep last night hence I am going to sleep really soon, most probably after this post and packing my bag for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dragged myself out of bed reluctantly this morning at 630 am. Becos I've to reach Singapore Zoo at Mandai at 845pm. Supposed to meet yy at City Hall at 715am but she couldnt wake up in time. So I headed to AMK by myself first. I attempted to read my new romance novel on the train but it was too straining on my eyes so I stopped reading. The journey from City Hall to AMK was around 17 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day at the zoo was more or less considered fun. I enjoyed the tour to the Fragile Forest where we will be carrying out our duties for our 6 attachment sessions. Ohya we started off with ice breakers... same old stuff but it was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm after lunch was some worksheets-doing in the auditorium and we were granted an early dismissal and so we took the opportunity to tour the zoo. whee went to the animal feeding session for the polar bear, proboscis monkeys, hamadryas baboons and jaguars. Yea it was quite an eye-opening experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for like super long for bus 138 to ferry us to AMK stn. Upon reaching the mrt stn, yy and I encountered some traumatising experience with a volunteer selling donation tickets. Shall not elaborate much but both of us did not buy the ticket due to the same reason. Great minds think alike (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train journey back home was the most tiring, squeezy ever. And I had the spinning headache since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the second day of workshop at the zoo and also the last day.... and we are going to have a test on our skills for being a guide at the two conservation areas. We were told to go through the notes given today. I started on it just now while watching tv but my mind was too tired to accept anything. I give up. I shall just go get my precious beauty sleep then read the notes on the MRT train tomorrow, afterall the journey will take about half an hour if not more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today's workshop, I became more aware of conservation issues... Yep and I think everyone should play a part in conserving the Earth's resources for 'lasting good of men'. Yea and I am glad that I had participated in the workshop to become a licensed conservation ambassador at one of the famous local tourist attractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i shall end here. My mind is too exhausted. I better go sleep. Shall end off with this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Treat the earth well: it was not given to you by your parents; it was loaned to you by our children. We do not inherit the Earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Native American Proverb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-5515833375833580702?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5515833375833580702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=5515833375833580702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5515833375833580702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5515833375833580702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/sph-wildlife-conservation-ambassador.html' title='SPH Wildlife Conservation Ambassador'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-1197704430491368698</id><published>2006-11-30T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T00:14:19.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i only managed to complete task number 1 on my to-do-list and merely that took me about 9 hours?! Yea from early noon to evening lor. You can imagine how pig-styed my room was. it's much neater now but I dont think it will stay this neat for long la. Ohya i still need to tidy my wardrobe. It's so messy that you might have taught someone had ransacked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was tidying my study table just now so that I can have a nice place to put my laptop and guess what there was this cockroach at this corner on my table, covered by my pencil holder. Omg obviously I screamed. Stupid cockroach. I wonder how long it had been nesting there. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant listen to fm933 online as the laptop dont have realplayer. And the reception for fm883 is like lousy until nothing to say can. It's on off on off on off de LOR. How irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to wake up at 630 tomorrow... meeting yy at city hall before taking the train to amk then finally a bus to Mandai Zoo. Grr why must the zoo be so far away from the city? And I wonder what's in store for us tomorrow lor. We were told to wear a white shirt with jeans or bermudas. Which white shirt should I wear? hmmm I dont really like white shirts. Makes me look fat. Ok wrong phrasing. Makes me look fatter &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be able to go for yoga this sunday leh. how sad. But I will be accompanying my maternal grandmother to Botanical Garden most probably. The plan's not confirmed yet. There's YVIP06 camp next week. Half excited, half scared. Going to an overnight camp with more than half of the campers whom I dont know. But at least all of us share a common passion, that is, volunteering =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that my life is currently in very good condition and constant progression. Yea filled with lotsa activities, allowing no boredom to overwhelm me. And of cos the activities are all different and that satisfies me. After all, for typical geminis like me, &lt;em&gt;variety is the spice of life&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I better go and sleep now otherwise tomorrow become panda then all the animals in the zoo come and attack me. heee. ok la i know its lame but well &lt;em&gt;i'm loving it (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Age considers, Youth ventures!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-1197704430491368698?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1197704430491368698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=1197704430491368698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1197704430491368698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1197704430491368698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-i-only-managed-to-complete-task.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-8403537391789109323</id><published>2006-11-29T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T11:15:33.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-do-list</title><content type='html'>Hmm not going out with Shu Min and the rest anymore... No point going out when you're on a spending fast. Furthermore today perhaps may be the last day where I have one whole day to myself... before december starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's To-Do-List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. TIDY MY PIG-STY BEDROOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Print out the student particulars forms for YVIP 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Start working on CSC Schedule 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Install necessary programs into my laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Start on a new romance novel (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life rocks when it is in constant progression. &lt;em&gt;I'm loving it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-8403537391789109323?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8403537391789109323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=8403537391789109323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/8403537391789109323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/8403537391789109323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-do-list.html' title='To-do-list'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-6209453933919620064</id><published>2006-11-28T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:06:10.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptop's BACK!</title><content type='html'>Yea went to collect my laptop from HP Headquarters at Alexander Road just now with my parents. Finally. The laptop is like brand new and the best thing is the wireless internet can now work! Plus I can now type chinese and most importantly chat with my nanjing buddy cum godsister in chinese! whee but i need to install Microsoft Word, Powerpoint and Excel. And all my other files plus programs like Creative and my samsung hp program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bad thing is that I have all my emoticons and favourite websites bookmarked in my brother's desktop. Grr plus some other files... like videos of the fireworks I took during the Singapore Fireworks Festival. My precious videos. Hope that they will be safe since the computer is currently suffering from some minor virus infection lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I am as happy as a king now. Gonna use this laptop like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pasir Ris East CC just now with Qian Bing and Li Wen. Supposed to go and register for our dance class but apparently the guy just told us to leave our NRIC number and they will contact us again and that we dont have to make payment yet. Then when we were shopping at white sands the CC people called me and told us to make payment asap. what is that lor? We just left the place erhem. It's not anywhere near White Sands. We still have to take bus 358 there. I've already gotten the money ready. We can just pay like on the spot? Nah not going to pay them asap. Shall just pay them on the day itself &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping. But I was on a spending fast. Yea I saw lotsa stuff that I am itching to get but I didnt. It was hard controlling myself but well I am glad to say that I did it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff which I saw and felt like getting but DIDNT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. An anklet with bells&lt;br /&gt;2. A pooh hp pouch&lt;br /&gt;3. pink ear studs&lt;br /&gt;4. colourful hair clips&lt;br /&gt;5. Short sticks candies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many many other stuff which I would have bought as christmas presents for my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty sad to shop while on a spending fast. Shall try to be more thrifty these days. Since I spent quite alot of money repairing and upgrading this laptop, going for SPH wildlife conservation programme, signing up for yoga etc. I still need to get new uniforms and jc textbooks (if there's any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to save up for christmas presents too. Aw. Really hope that there will be some christmas parties cos i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go partyworld with huanglin and the rest tomorrow for a karaoking session cos we have free vouchers but apparently there's some conditions for it and it's too costly. How sad. Nothing is free in this world. yea how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost done reading the romance novel titled 'I am your Cinderella'. It's so touching. The male protagonist in such fantasy romance always has some bu ke gao ren de mi mi. I am about to read the part where the secret will be revealed. Exciting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;being happy is the essence of living (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-6209453933919620064?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6209453933919620064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=6209453933919620064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6209453933919620064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6209453933919620064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/laptops-back.html' title='Laptop&apos;s BACK!'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-3944346618051589112</id><published>2006-11-28T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T14:27:03.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debating Session</title><content type='html'>Just had some sort of debating session aka quarrelling with my brother and yea guess who won? Of cos me la. Just my hokkien is enough to beat him &gt;&lt; So tired of nagging at him to let me use the computer for just a while before I go out. Grr. It's either he has some hearing problem, or he cant understand the language I was using or his brain has some selective processing and that it only processes the stuff that he chooses to hear. grr. I cant wait to get my laptop back from HP headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go and get ready to meet Shu Min and the rest for a gym session. whee. And the rain had stopped. I just hate it when it starts to rain just as I am about to get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again my mom discouraged me to go out in a tee and pe shorts. Cos it's too figure-revealing especially since I dont have a very nice figure. How insulting and demoralizing. Gonna WORK IT OUT at the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-3944346618051589112?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3944346618051589112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=3944346618051589112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3944346618051589112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3944346618051589112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/debating-session.html' title='Debating Session'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-4468066176354408373</id><published>2006-11-27T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:05:06.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos on the last day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/178297/DSCF3491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/481685/DSCF3491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Shu Min. Twins foreva~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/153397/DSCF3501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/934968/DSCF3501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my daughter-by-law, my daughter and their mother (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/3646/DSCF3498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/96982/DSCF3498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my mdm, her Maria/Tina and our pet (which has yet to be sent to SPCA) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/867477/DSCF3497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/656684/DSCF3497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ohno. Peixin-abuse! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/705199/DSCF3496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/381281/DSCF3496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, Peixin, Geok Joo, Jess, Huishan and Liwen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;friends forever~! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/444540/DSCF3495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/106717/DSCF3495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sock Hian, Shu Min, Clarissa, Me and Jue Hui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;woohoo charlie angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(note: Kenny was NOT supposed to be in the photo lol) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/339069/DSCF3493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/149271/DSCF3493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4J06- Just Joking Publications&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;34 faces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(365 x 2) days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;the memories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;we will never walk alone; cos we are one (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And last but not the least, presenting to you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/798490/DSCF3492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/848316/DSCF3492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jue Hui, Yun Yin, Shu Min, Me and Yi Ling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sistas forever~! love ya loads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looking at the photos I realised that I really missed 4J. Yea we may still be in DHS next year but things will not be the same ever again. Things always change. People will change too. Just hope that our friendships will stay the same. It's sad that nothing lasts forever in this world. But well at least fate brought us together before and we have all the wonderful and fond memories for keepsakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4J rocks rocks rocks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Shall dedicate another post with testimonials to each and everyone of my classmates another time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-4468066176354408373?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4468066176354408373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=4468066176354408373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4468066176354408373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4468066176354408373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/photos-on-last-day-of-school.html' title='Photos on the last day of School'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-6784088135790802901</id><published>2006-11-27T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:17:21.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parties</title><content type='html'>I suddenly feel like organizing some christmas party. I haven't organize such stuff for a longggg time and I used to take pleasure in organizing birthday parties for myself. It sounds so diao la. I mean there's no surprise at all lor. Of cos I would love to have people to throw surprise birthday party for me but my parents wont do it. My friends hmm. Not in primary school la. Too much limitations. So at that time I would always tell my mom that I want to have a party then they let me have a party at my house. I had birthday parties when I was 3, 10 and 12 if I am not wrong. oh anyway the one when I was 3 years old was organized by my parents. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But slowly and gradually as my thinking matures, I think it's no point organizing a birthday party for myself on my own special day. I should organize some parties for my friends and family on some common special occasions. Of cos I would love to organize surprise birthday parties for my friends and boyfriend in the future. wheee. I am also looking forward to my 21st birthday party, preferably at a chalet with a gigantic cake and lotsa friends and family and not forgetting the mountainous pile of presents cum surprises I will receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep but if I am going to organize a party, where can I hold it at? And who should I invite? It's too late to book some chalet at this peak season. Alright shall not be too ambitious. Forget about the christmas party. What about a christmas dinner at perhaps Cafe Cartel? With gift exchange? Sounds more simple and feasible. But another problem I will encounter if where do I get the revenue for my presents. I am broke remember? There will be a way la. At most I hand-make the presents lor =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm maybe I can organize two christmas dinners. One for my friends, and one for my brother and his friends. I know majority of his friends so no problem. Yea feeling so excited now. I just love shopping for presents. And talking about that, I dont like to go on special shopping trips just to get presents. I like to walk about the shopping mall leisurely then suddenly when I see something that reminds me of somebody then I will get it as presents. Interesting yea? yea I'm loving it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I just hope that the above wont be some empty talk and would really be put into actions. The most tricky and troublesome issue of all is to find a common date for everyone to make it la. grr. there'll be a way, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a blessing to give than to receive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-6784088135790802901?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6784088135790802901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=6784088135790802901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6784088135790802901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6784088135790802901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/parties.html' title='Parties'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-885042564296493217</id><published>2006-11-27T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:10:04.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telematch Dry Run at Mt Sinai Campus</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to meet Peixin at Alj stn at 9am before taking the train to Buona Vista together but she only woke up after I gave her a morning call upon reaching the stn. LOL but I managed to get on the same train as Shu Min and so yea we chatted on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train ride was 33 minutes long. 12 stops from Aljunied. Not very used to it. I told my dad to fetch me to the mrt station only though he offered to give me a ride to the Mt Sinai Campus. Cos I wanted to get a feel of how is it like to take a train to school early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earlier part of dry run was pretty boring. But the game station with the obstacle course and blindfolded people made me lose my voice. Grr all thanks to those distractors. You know who you are &gt;&lt; evil people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apple-passing game was fun! That's the one I enjoyed the most I guess. Perhaps cos I was pretty good at passing the pieces of apple. I didnt drop any at all! (: The guy team beside us was super funny. And my team gradually won the game, after overcoming all sorts of distractions. we rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this other game called Water War. From the name itself, one can foresee the danger of getting wet. Shu Min and I were the defenders for our team's pail of water. And then opponents were like charging at us to steal our water, and when not successful, the water got spilled over both of us. Actually I was the one who got wet first, all thanks to Shu Min's smart way of hitting Ping Yen's cup lol. Yea lotsa water-splashing and screaming (that was me). Both Shu Min and I were drenched. Still got Meng Shuen who came over and kicked our pail. Waha I know le. The dent in our pail must be made by him! But I cannot splash him back la, he's injured so I cant possibly bully him. Fang Ming and Joanne also kept targeting our pail of water too. Shu Min and I must have looked too-easy-to-be-bullied. LOL at the end of the game, we won. Must be due to Huang Lin and June's hiong-ness hehe. and Shu Min and I took revenge at those people like jm and colin who had fun making both of us drenched! thanks arh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so we were wet and so we continued to play 'Bouncy Nemo' in the rain with wet chairs. It was kinda hard to bounce and I was not really sitting on the chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, today's telematch dry run was fun. And it was not dry at all, all of us got wet and happy (: The train ride back home was tiring. There will be another dry run next week but I cant make it, will be at an overnight service learning camp organized by SVC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to gym with Shu Min, Fang Ming, Huang Lin and Qian Bing tomorrow. I want to try the weight-lifting machines. After all the fat-talk with them today, I think I am very fat lol. It's time to go on a diet. Seriously seriously. But I always say but no constructive actions taken. aw sad. Actions are always harder than words. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my december holidays are going to be really really packed. I am praying hard that the agency attachments after the service learning camp will only be in the morning and afternoon. Then at least I still have the evening and night to play... And there's the SPH Conservation Ambassadors workshop this thursday and friday. Excited. But it's gonna burn another hole in my wallet. $20 for the workshop. It will go to the Wildlife Conservation Fund. So at least it's for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright that's all for now. enjoy your holidays and remember to smile always, cos you'll never know who is falling in love with that beautiful smile of yours (: cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-885042564296493217?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/885042564296493217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=885042564296493217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/885042564296493217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/885042564296493217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/telematch-dry-run-at-mt-sinai-campus.html' title='Telematch Dry Run at Mt Sinai Campus'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-4405902309624115772</id><published>2006-11-26T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:34:28.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Leong's Concert at Expo</title><content type='html'>Attended Fish Leong's concert with Shu Min, Wenxiang, Boon Kian and their friends yesterday. Rushed like crazy from expo mrt stn to the max pavilion. We got pretty good seats and yea were pretty high. The concert only started at 430pm lor. Wenxiang even bought lightsticks then Shu Min and I took quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concert rocks. Fish Leong rocks too. I can be considered her fan now I suppose. And Shu Min and I and Wenxiang's friends perhaps were amazed by how high Wenxiang was during the concert. He was even higher after shaking Fish's right hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then during the autograph session we went to get her autograph and he shook her left hand. lol Shu Min went off after the concert for her mom's birthday celebration. I also shook Fish's hand. Yep enjoyable day. The wait for the concert was long but I suppose it's worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/417267/100_3072.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boon Kian, Wen Xiang's friend, Wenxiang and Me (: Happily holding our autographed Fish Leong's CD&lt;/span&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/7332325-4405902309624115772?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4405902309624115772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=4405902309624115772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4405902309624115772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4405902309624115772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/fish-leongs-concert-at-expo.html' title='Fish Leong&apos;s Concert at Expo'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-3263546867491133907</id><published>2006-11-26T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:54:50.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga</title><content type='html'>Now on a lighter tone, I went for my nineth yoga lesson today and whoa lotsa power breathing. Was late for the class today but fortunately they started with the chanting which me and Qian Bing learnt before so no problem (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did lotsa stretching too. And I felt so refreshed after the lesson, jus a bit of heartache though. Cos I had to pay another $120 for another 8 lessons. Big hole in my wallet. I am quite broke now since I have to pay for hip hop lessons tomorrow... But I am too egotistical to ask for my weekly allowance. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I borrowed some books on yoga from the library last friday. So dont be surprised if I start quoting some information about yoga here =D Anyway yoga is really good. Go borrow some books on yoga or take up yoga lessons. whee find me if you're interested (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I am going to quote something that Erika said during the class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Life is not just about living, it's also about giving and RECEIVING.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's true. And sometimes when you dont receive, you're afraid to give. Or rather, sometimes you try to obsess yourself with giving so that you get numb and won't bother about receiving. I am one of the above two types. Which? For me to know and for you to guess lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm some things that Erika said during the yoga class can be just so thought-provoking. And she praised Qian Bing and I today. Said that we've improved ^^ of cos, how can we not when there's such a good teacher like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's telematch dry run tomorrow and I have not gone through the proposal yet. Sheesh. I will go through it later. ah procrastinating yet again. just once more this time =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I miss the past, sometimes I look forward to the future. But I rarely treasure the present. And the present will soon become a past. I should have treasured the present years back. I should have, I really should have. It's too late to regret. &lt;em&gt;too late&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-3263546867491133907?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3263546867491133907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=3263546867491133907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3263546867491133907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3263546867491133907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/yoga.html' title='Yoga'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-7971098573049764280</id><published>2006-11-26T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:43:27.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr</title><content type='html'>Dammit &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fragile heart is broken yet again. Why are parents so generous with their scoldings yet so STINGY with their compliments?! Why?! It's so freaking thought-provoking after reading the comprehension passage for HCL O's. And yea it's so freaking true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got scolded with cruelty just cos I spilled some freaking soup. As if like it's freakingly my fault la. Accidents happen. wdh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever, that I choose to believe from this very moment onwards. No doubt it's a blessing to love and TO BE LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not good to be so anguish. Luckily I calmed myself down by doing deep breathing which I learnt from yoga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-7971098573049764280?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7971098573049764280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=7971098573049764280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7971098573049764280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7971098573049764280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/grr.html' title='Grr'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-4148466421007385012</id><published>2006-11-23T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:49:21.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/1600/447060/Missing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/485/895/320/774590/Missing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;missing you so much that i don't know what to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-4148466421007385012?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4148466421007385012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=4148466421007385012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4148466421007385012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4148466421007385012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/missing-you-so-much-that-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-1301449425963552911</id><published>2006-11-23T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:47:36.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'll always look back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This memory&lt;br /&gt;Will last for eternity&lt;br /&gt;And all of our tears&lt;br /&gt;Will be lost in the rain&lt;br /&gt;When I've found my way&lt;br /&gt;Back to your arms again&lt;br /&gt;But until that day&lt;br /&gt;You know you are&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;king&lt;/em&gt; of my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-1301449425963552911?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1301449425963552911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=1301449425963552911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1301449425963552911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1301449425963552911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/ill-always-look-back-as-i-walk-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-2425888488695790099</id><published>2006-11-23T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T11:23:55.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I regret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it's too late.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-2425888488695790099?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2425888488695790099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=2425888488695790099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2425888488695790099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2425888488695790099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-regret-but-its-too-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-7086647318620767321</id><published>2006-11-22T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:25:03.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some things are not meant to be remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some things are better being forgotton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some things are not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some things are better left unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no need to dig out the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no need to look back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For it's already the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The more you look back, the more regrets you collect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let bygones be bygones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; let you remain as a prick in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A prick that is harmless when left alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yet can be fatal if trifled with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll never know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-7086647318620767321?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7086647318620767321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=7086647318620767321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7086647318620767321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/7086647318620767321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-723892953980309796</id><published>2006-11-21T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:38:10.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Days</title><content type='html'>grr argh grr. I am so irritated. Samsung is going to produce a series of SGH-E900 in stylish, smart, COLOURED casing leh. omg. I dont deny that my phone is nice in classy black but well, I like colourful thingy. how irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bunch of p6 kiddos including my brother to Escape yesterday. I didnt intend to enter the theme park but somehow I got pyscho-ed into entering. And whoa it was a whole day of fun, joy and laughter. Not to mention the scorching hot sun plus the long waiting hours for each ride. I had to go off half way to SVC office at Highland Road. I had a tough time finding the place. Thankfully, there was this friendly clerk in the office who gave me directions and even called to find out if I was still lost. waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I rushed back to Pasir Ris and had dinner with my brother at Cavana and then 5 of us proceeded to Bugis for some neoprints-taking. It was fun, seriously. I feel so young all over again, after interacting with these juniors. Especially the only other girl besides me. Waha Crystal. Pretty and kawaii. Really like her very much. Yep fellow gemini. How I wish I could have a younger sister like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright and today, went to volunteer my service at this child care centre in hougang. I actually missed the stop to the centre and had to backtrack a really long way back. Seriously, what's wrong with my sense of direction and alertness these days. And I had a hard time finding Yun Yin and she had a tough time finding me too. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still managed to find each other in the end. Interacting with the primary school children at the centre was fun too. And some of them are just so adorable. Once they get to know you, they will start calling you 'jie jie' affectionately. how sweet. Yea i felt so loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for children has rekindled. Not that I detest them. But I like them even more now and look forward to working with more children in the future. I am also looking forward to more outings with my brother and his classmates, though I may be kinda extra but well I'm loving it =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the funny thing that happened today was that there was this p5 boy at the centre who found me familiar-looking the first second he saw me. Cos I was walking around and looking at what they were playing/doing. Then after a while, I found him familiar too. Then he started telling me when he met me and all. But I cant remember at all when I met him. I've almost used up all my brain juices and exhausted my brain jus by trying to recall when and where did I meet this boy. Seriously he looked way too familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt go for my yoga class today. The spring cleaning made me all giddy and I suffered from this on-and-off- headache. Felt so refreshed after my bath. Yea and I am gonna get my laptop back tomorrow. whee how exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It rocks, leading such a fulfilling life with so many adorable children around you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-723892953980309796?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/723892953980309796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=723892953980309796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/723892953980309796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/723892953980309796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-days.html' title='Busy Days'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-704543669714321539</id><published>2006-11-18T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:35:28.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>I was so pissed off just now by fm 933 radio station la. Cos they shortened my dedication letter and didnt read out the names of about a dozen of my friends. grr. Fortunately I didnt notify too many people about the dedication. And I waited over one hour for this short dedication that could've been jus sent in by sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is they didnt play the song that I wrote to dedicate. They played some other weird songs. And when some people smsed in to dedicate song, they played the song requested. how irritating. And the DJ is not my beloved jiahui. I am definitely going to write in again this holidays, preferably during a weekday. heh. All the song dedications tonight were practically rushed through by the DJ. freakish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DEAREST DARLING YI LING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you loads. sistas forever~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-704543669714321539?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/704543669714321539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=704543669714321539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/704543669714321539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/704543669714321539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-2881500588733444325</id><published>2006-11-17T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:14:22.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YL's Bday Celebration</title><content type='html'>Returned home from chalet today. Took bus 12 with Hong Yi and Eileen but I was the last to alight at Bugis then took bus 80 back home. I was on the verge of falling asleep on the bus cos the bus journey was simply too long and intolerable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 1 episode of Goong before going to City Hall to meet the girls. And we threw an early birthday party there for our dearest beloved Yi Ling. waha and we were lucky enough to hear an announcement regarding some evacuation then we evacuated to Starbucks at Suntec waha. Bought an ice blended toffeenut latte... Regular. I always get the regular serving which is like so expensive. There were lotsa phototaking at Starbucks and yea I will post photos up here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's graduation ceremony tomorrow at dhs campus. And hafta meet the guys for POH Mtg at ymca in the evening to prepare for our booth at the prize giving ceremony next saturday. Waha Fish Leong's concert's next saturday too... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checked out fm933 website. Found out that there's this DeeJay camp in december but I cant go! Cos I have this Youth Volunteer Involvement Prog training camp organized by Student Volunteer Corps. Hmm another time perhaps. One thing at a time. Greed is no good =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read up about 'Rising Signs'. Interesting... check it out.&lt;br /&gt;http://astrocenter.astrology.msn.com/msn/ArticleAstrologyHome.aspx?sd=20060919&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think it's pretty true. yea ohya &lt;strong&gt;do tune in to fm933 tomorrow night from 9pm to around 10pm for a song dedication from me to my friends (: &lt;/strong&gt;I may have left out some names though cos I was in a rush to send the letter so that it can be read out in time. yep. I seriously think I need to whip up a list of resolutions for myself. And it's time I go on a diet. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if not now, when?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-2881500588733444325?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2881500588733444325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=2881500588733444325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2881500588733444325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2881500588733444325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/yls-bday-celebration.html' title='YL&apos;s Bday Celebration'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-6414087505808228249</id><published>2006-11-15T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T10:55:08.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet</title><content type='html'>woohoo. Woke up early and indulge in the sugar crackers for my breakfast. Then something happened, my house's metal door is spoilt! oh no. but it still can be locked, fortunately. Otherwise it would be too dangerous for my grandmother and brother to be at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu Min and Ying Qing should be reaching soon for sandwich making. And I just received a call from my cousin regarding this job that he found for me. It's not a part time job, more of a full time for the whole of December holidays. Actually my december holidays are packed with volunteering activities. But the job is pretty slack and the pay's attractive lol. when did i become so money minded. anyway yea have to give him an answer really soon. Cos according to him, it's a very hot job, a lot of people want it. yep yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall consider bah. And decide asap. More volunteering experience or working experience plus money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 16 with so much worries. but apparently these worries are brought upon by myself =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-6414087505808228249?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6414087505808228249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=6414087505808228249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6414087505808228249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6414087505808228249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/class-chalet.html' title='Class Chalet'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-993076812650684736</id><published>2006-11-14T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:29:48.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms and Mr Teen Environment 2006</title><content type='html'>Congrats. Congrats. Congrats to Xue Ling and Zi Ren. wheee. Ms And Mr Teen Environment! Wahaha next time CSC has any functions, can invite them to be ambassadors (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rehearsal yesterday was no doubt tiring. Today was better but still as tiring due to the long hours. But thankfully there's catered food, though it did not taste very good. Yea so yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's 4J class chalet. Finally~! Went to Sheng Siong beside Lion City Hotel with Huang Lin, Jess, Kenny and YQ to get cheap food stuff for tomorrow's night bbq. Then cos we need to get eggs to make sandwiches, I called my dad to fetch me home and most of the frozen food stuff were sent back in my dad's car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I've finished packing my 'luggage' for tomorrow. Still undecided if I should bring my sleeping bag and piglet. hee. Twin and yq will be coming over to make sandwiches before my dad brings us to the chalet to check in. Ah gonna trouble my parents again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya they finally sent my laptop for servicing WHEE. yay yay yay. despite my excitement for the arrival of class chalet, i still feel quite sian. after class chalet will be graduation day then 2D04 chalet... then more volunteering stuff plus yoga and maybe even dance classes muhahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you what, this is the most busy-until-happy and fulfilling holidays I have ever had in my whole 16-year life. And I look forward to 2007... July, my godsis will be coming from Nanjing. Ah ha. this is called far-sightedness =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm loving it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-993076812650684736?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/993076812650684736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=993076812650684736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/993076812650684736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/993076812650684736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/ms-and-mr-teen-environment-2006.html' title='Ms and Mr Teen Environment 2006'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-2418629704029108384</id><published>2006-11-14T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:16:32.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Gemstone am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Gemstone is Aquamarine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz/aquamarine.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuitive, tranquil, and trusting.&lt;br /&gt;You inspire others to have faith in themselves.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz/"&gt;What Gemstone Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-2418629704029108384?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2418629704029108384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=2418629704029108384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2418629704029108384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/2418629704029108384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-gemstone-am-i.html' title='What Gemstone am I?'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-8621252995718245129</id><published>2006-11-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T00:06:41.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sesame Street Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Cookie Monster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/cookie-monster.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstood as a primal monster, you're a true hedonist with a huge sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Hungry. Cookies are preferred, but you'll eat anything if cookies aren't around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Your slightly crazy eyes and usual way of speaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: In the moment. "Me want COOKIE!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet this quiz results will definitely crack my haojiemeis up. It's an inside joke only shared by us =p speaking of cookies, i havent indulge in any for a long time. waha. And the definition of hedonist: a person whose life is devoted to the pursuit of pleasure and self-gratification (taken from dictionary.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-8621252995718245129?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8621252995718245129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=8621252995718245129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/8621252995718245129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/8621252995718245129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-sesame-street-personality.html' title='My Sesame Street Personality'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-4247993010618486884</id><published>2006-11-12T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:56:25.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celtic Horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An Ash Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/ash-tree.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are vivacious and impulsive, which makes you extremely attractive to many.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and demanding, you don't care much for criticism.&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of ambition and talent, and sometimes money rules your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You like to play with fate, and you can be very egotistical and restless.&lt;br /&gt;Demanding of attention, you need love and a lot of emotional support.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/"&gt;What's Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea what is celtic horoscope but somehow it's quite true so I posted it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-4247993010618486884?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4247993010618486884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=4247993010618486884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4247993010618486884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/4247993010618486884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-celtic-horoscope.html' title='My Celtic Horoscope'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-79677202119329551</id><published>2006-11-12T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:54:46.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The European City I Belong To</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in Amsterdam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/amsterdam.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little old fashioned, a little modern - you're the best of both worlds. And so is Amsterdam.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you want to be a squatter graffiti artist or a great novelist, Amsterdam has all that you want in Europe (in one small city).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What European City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea! Amsterdam. I've only been to the airport during the Germany trip. Didnt get to explore the city. hm I must go there in the future. Anyway Shumin got 'Barcelona' as her quiz results. Barcelona is in Italy issit? If I am not wrong, it should be the place where ShanCai and DaoMingSi went for their graduation trip in Meteor Garden Two. That place rocks too. It's so beautiful with all the churches and flea markets. I want to go there too (: Hopefully I earn enough in the future to take me around the globe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-79677202119329551?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/79677202119329551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=79677202119329551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/79677202119329551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/79677202119329551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/european-city-i-belong-to.html' title='The European City I Belong To'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-5413356012667634732</id><published>2006-11-12T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:38:54.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's My True Sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Sign Is Libra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsyourtruesignquiz/libra.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arty&lt;br /&gt;Charming&lt;br /&gt;Easygoing&lt;br /&gt;Extroverted&lt;br /&gt;A Total Flirt&lt;br /&gt;Social Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;A Total Chameleon&lt;br /&gt;Friendly and Outgoing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourtruesignquiz/"&gt;What's Your True Sign?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-5413356012667634732?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5413356012667634732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=5413356012667634732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5413356012667634732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5413356012667634732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/whats-my-true-sign.html' title='What&apos;s My True Sign'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-1431397976636213966</id><published>2006-11-12T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:26:50.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind Of Coffee I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DABB99" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Cappuccino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAD3B8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/cappuccino.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fun, outgoing, and you love to try anything new.&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to have strong opinions on what you like.&lt;br /&gt;You are a total girly girly at heart - and prefer your coffee with good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;You're the type that seems complex to outsiders, but in reality, you are easy to please&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not latte...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-1431397976636213966?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1431397976636213966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=1431397976636213966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1431397976636213966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/1431397976636213966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-kind-of-coffee-i-am.html' title='What Kind Of Coffee I am'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-9053440348683481284</id><published>2006-11-12T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:22:49.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Element Am I</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element is Metal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatelementareyouquiz/metal.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power colors: white, gold, and silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your energy: contracting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your season: fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are persistent (and maybe even a little bit stubborn).&lt;br /&gt;If you see something you want, you go for it.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of strength, and it's difficult to get you down.&lt;br /&gt;Very logical, you tend to analyze everything going on in your life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatelementareyouquiz/"&gt;What Element Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-9053440348683481284?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9053440348683481284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=9053440348683481284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/9053440348683481284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/9053440348683481284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-element-am-i.html' title='What Element Am I'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-5713927072970814702</id><published>2006-11-12T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:11:11.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sign of My True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Sagittarius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/sagittarius.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Sagittarius:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep and philosophical, you'll love getting lost in hours of conversation with your Sag.&lt;br /&gt;Your Sagittarius is curious and adventurous enough to keep you interested... not an easy task!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Sagittarius will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're passionate about a few important issues, a kind of depth that Sagittarius finds very attractive.&lt;br /&gt;You're outgoing, flexible, and up for almost anything. You and your Sag will have tons of adventures together.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waha. you know what. Lee Xin from Goong Princess Hours is a SAGITTARIUS! (: aw my prince.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-5713927072970814702?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5713927072970814702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=5713927072970814702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5713927072970814702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5713927072970814702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/sign-of-my-true-love.html' title='The Sign of My True Love'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-6183377728966466640</id><published>2006-11-12T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:02:13.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Breed Of Puppy Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Beagle Puppy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/beagle-puppy.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful, energetic, and happy go lucky.&lt;br /&gt;And you're sense of smell is absolutely amazing!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Breed of Puppy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I am beagle puppy and my ideal pet is beagle puppy. whoa i really should go get a beagle puppy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-6183377728966466640?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6183377728966466640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=6183377728966466640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6183377728966466640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/6183377728966466640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-breed-of-puppy-am-i.html' title='What Breed Of Puppy Am I?'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-323836835483610975</id><published>2006-11-12T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:16:33.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality Type</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ISFJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nurturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.&lt;br /&gt;A good listener, you excell at helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-323836835483610975?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/323836835483610975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=323836835483610975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/323836835483610975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/323836835483610975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-personality-type.html' title='My Personality Type'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-657340886750263925</id><published>2006-11-12T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:04:17.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Romantic Or Realistic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Realistic Romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/realistic-romatic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy for you to get swept away by romance...&lt;br /&gt;But you've done a pretty good job keeping perspective.&lt;br /&gt;You're still taken in by love poems and sunsets&lt;br /&gt;You just don't fall for every dreamy pick up line!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/"&gt;Are You Romantic or Realistic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-657340886750263925?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/657340886750263925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=657340886750263925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/657340886750263925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/657340886750263925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/am-i-romantic-or-realistic.html' title='Am I Romantic Or Realistic?'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-3981869126885433751</id><published>2006-11-12T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:47:41.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do I Communicate</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Communicate With Your Body&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/body.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This isn't as bad as it sounds, it just means that you're a "touchy-feely" person.You need a lot of affection in your life. And for you, this means both giving and receiving little touches.Warm hearted, you bond with people easily. In fact, you often feel a little sad when you're not in the company of others.A little moody, you tend to be controlled by your emotions. But a bit hug always comforts you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz"&gt;How Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-3981869126885433751?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3981869126885433751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=3981869126885433751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3981869126885433751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3981869126885433751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-do-i-communicate.html' title='How Do I Communicate'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-3496372524297736317</id><published>2006-11-12T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:39:51.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Expression Number</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Expression Number is 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tend to be associated with idealistic concepts and spiritual issues.You have high potentials that are somewhat difficult to live up to.You have very strong intuition and you can be a bit psychic at times.&lt;br /&gt;Highly inspirational, you can lead merely by your own example.You have an inborn inner strength and awareness that helps you advise others.Although you have what it takes for a successful career, you belong outside the business world.&lt;br /&gt;Overly sensitive and temperamental, you tend to have a lot of nervous tension.You dream a lot, so much so that you may be more of a dreamer than a doer.Fantasy and reality tend to get intermingled for you, and that leads to impracticality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourexpressionnumberquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Expression Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol this reads me like a book. what else can i say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-3496372524297736317?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3496372524297736317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=3496372524297736317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3496372524297736317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3496372524297736317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-expression-number.html' title='My Expression Number'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-3308426644664049975</id><published>2006-11-12T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:32:37.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a DVD Player</title><content type='html'>I've calmed down somehow. I was so fuming mad jus now. Dammit look at my tagboard. I was like venting my anger there. Nonsensical crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I want a DVD player badly la. And my parents refused to get it for me. What's the point of borrowing DVDs from my friends without being able to view them. This lousy computer cannot even play them. My laptop has not even been sent for repair service. My camera is spoilt for goodness sake. And tell you what, I AM SO TEMPTED TO SELL MY VERY-GOOD HANDPHONE. It's too good for me so I might as well sell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i am tempted but I will not do so. Why should I be angry with myself. crazy freakish arsehole. bleah bleah bleah. I am trying hard not to scold vulgarities cos I hate people doing now. Apparently my anger is too overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVD players are like so cheap la. Combined DVD and VCD players cost less than 100 bucks so what's the problem man? If I didnt plan to get a digi cam I wouldnt have been so bothered by it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to return the DVDs to my friends asap so that I wont feel like killing anyone when I see the dvds yet cant watch them. This is so frustrating. I've already tried my best to restrict myself from getting any DVDs/ VCDs from Poh Kim or any other shops. They are so hotselling now la. Grr. The only VCDs I have at home are Meteor Garden and MVP Valentine. I get so bored watching them cos I've watched them for dunno-how-many-times and I can narrate the whole plot to you with all the famous phrases used. Yea. The VCDs are almost disintegrating la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think properly now. I cant organize my thoughts. I cant make myself smile. I dont even feel like smiling. I cant even go for movies tomorrow. There's rehearsal for 4j class cip. My life dont rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only year 5 orientation camp can continue for more days la. Then i can have my days filled with activities instead of doing nothing, and then staring at the stack of DVDs and feeling helpless. Reason being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WATCH THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thankful for these sorrows cos they make me human.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-3308426644664049975?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3308426644664049975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=3308426644664049975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3308426644664049975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/3308426644664049975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-dvd-player.html' title='I want a DVD Player'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-5703650906470898850</id><published>2006-11-11T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:13:57.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GMPS Community Day</title><content type='html'>I went back to GMPS for their Community Day fun fair this morning. Attended this concert at the hall. Not bad, my brother played guzheng for one of the performances. Then there was this performance by the champions of their Talent Quest. Two girls who sang really well. A Mandopop song (but I dunno the song name), incorporated with dance moves. Bravo, girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this funky hip hop dance by two lower primary girls. It wasn't fantastic la but the girls looked really cute and chubby hehe. Then it rained heavily and we had to get back home. Got to talk to quite a number of the teachers. And I spent ten dollars there and the funds will be donated to some elderly homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and they distributed this postcard about Good Neighbour Day which is on 13 Nov. But I thought that day is World's Kindness Day? Ah anyway it's all about doing good deeds. No difference (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level camp ended last night with a finale dinner and everyone was dolled up. My attire wasn't exactly stunning. But pretty acceptable. The three-day level camp had ended, in the blink of an eye. I remembered not looking forward to it, feeling all sian. BUT, after the first day, I've been looking forward to the next 2 days of camp... despite feeling tired due to the late dismissal every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of the camp:&lt;br /&gt;did some team building games aka telematch. and also came up with cheers and nicknames for everyone. I initially nicknamed myself 'Twinklebell' which is somehow similar to my real name. But I became kinda 'extraa' cos there's no Peter Pan. Later I changed it to 'Pooh' and got myself another 4 family members, Eeyore (Jingwen), Tigger (Huanglin), Piglet (Sockhian) and Roo (Mun Yi). Then there's Spongebob and family, Pinky and the Brain, Lilo and stitch and Dori from Nemo. And tell you what, we have the best, cutest cheer ever in the universe =D Hi-5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all high and enthu until the part where we had to break the paper with the egg protected by the straw. I wont go in-depth about it cos it's not exactly something to be proud about. And after reflecting about it, I felt ashamed and guilty. Whatever we do, it all comes back to the word 'Integrity'. That's basically what leadership is about. Yea that day we did something wrong. We were reckless. As a result we got labelled as 'cheaters'. BUT we owned up for our mistake. And we were determined not to repeat the mistake again. That's the spirit. That's HONESTY (: Hi-5 is made up of heroes and heroines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of Camp:&lt;br /&gt;Most of the games organized by us were played on that day. And quite a few of the games required the tying of legs. And well my left foot got bruised really badly but the important thing is I had fun so it's worth the pain! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went dragon boating just as the sky was turning dark, all ready for a downpour. But we went anyway. I felt giddy when I first stepped into the boat. whoa. haha. seasick. I sat on the left hand side of the boat so I am a left-rower or whatever la. I partnered with Xiu Li. After rowing to the middle of the Kallang Basin, we were told to sit on the side of the boat and rocked. It was so scary at first and obviously I screamed but managed to calm down after a while. We started to row near other boats and 'attacked' them but sea water was splashed all over us instead. And we had a race in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was so drenched after the dragon-boating. Most of the girls just rinsed their hair and body under the tap then intended to change their clothes after returning to dhs campus. Halfway while walking back, we got caught in the heavy rain. wahaha then we had a picnic at some place with shelter. There's a Thai Village Restaurant there. We kinda feasted there and had a debriefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, the whole of Hi-5 skipped dinner to translate a song for our instructor, Siti. Actually we werent hungry la. hehe. Only ate fruits. Then we presented our song to her. We had a final debriefing and she gave us individual comments. Then she told us ghost stories. Eerie. And Mr Jason Ng almost scared us out of our wits cos he kept walking about haha. My left eye kept tearing during the debriefing. And it continued to tear after I went home. Must be becos too much sea water got into my eye. PAIN. But it seemed like the MV the Yuhan showed to us girls who went to her house that time for the movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep it was kinda sad that the instructors will be leaving but all good things have to come to an end and that's one thing I cant understand and can hardly accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 of Camp:&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING RACE! Fun but tiring. I felt quite sian and was quite quiet. In a 'cold' and dao mood. haha. And AMAZINGLY, Hi-5 won the amazing race! haha. Got $15 Borders Book Voucher. Whee! Did mass dance at Mt Sinai Campus before returning to dhs campus. Then changed and prepared for finale dinner. YY lent me her bracelet, very pretty bracelet. Ah loved it to bits haha and I forgot to return her. It has become a habit for me to wear bracelets. yep yep. I was amazed by the efforts put in by the committee to make the banner using the christmas light decorations. It totally rocks and looks romantic. waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo-video was quite long and there were some embarrassing shots of me dammit. but it can be seen that Mr Chia and Mr Biollo had put in alot of efforts, taking the photos and everything haha. did mass dance before having dinner. Was quite disappointed that we only danced once. I still can't get the front and back part but it's ok. I am starting to like the dance and enjoy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's about it. Camp has ended but I have another 3-day of memories added for keepsake. Got to know my fellow dunmanians better too. And Congrats to the Camp King, Queen, Prince and Princess haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers people. My current life rocks, despite all the bruises, aches, tanlines. LOL I got tanned leh! I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a movie date next monday... tuesday's class cip and wednesday to friday are class chalet's days! Whee. fun day. fun week. fulfilling life! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-5703650906470898850?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5703650906470898850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=5703650906470898850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5703650906470898850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/5703650906470898850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/gmps-community-day.html' title='GMPS Community Day'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116283028374303126</id><published>2006-11-07T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:33.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How true can this get</title><content type='html'>Msn Astrology: Gemini / This Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running from one thing to another will be your scenario. &lt;em&gt;Monday you direct your attention to your own issues and desires. &lt;/em&gt;You may have to sift through a lot of missed emails, text messages and voice mails. You might be thinking along the lines of doing volunteer work, or lending your talents and abilities to an organization that would benefit from them. Saturday would be a great day to explore your options in that area. Sunday you and your romantic partner could run into a few difficulties, mainly due to the lack of time you have available for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea true. I directed my attention to shopping to my heart content at vivocity this afternoon. Great noon out with yiling and yunyin. Dusty and tiring morning spent in school to help with the packing of apparatus in science labs. yea I bought a tee from Mango just now. Branded leh. first time getting a shirt from there. But guess what, the shirt's not for myself. hee. it's for my haojiemei (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day to go before level camp. Should I fear or look forward. no idea. My life's too busy to think about such insignifant emotions. LOL. But the teachers' efforts are really greatly appreciated. It's just me on that day... as in my mood that will impact my decision about whether the camp is great or not. Yea not to mention I have a presentation to do on Wednesday &gt;&lt; ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go and sleep. it's late. will be going to help with the packing in school tmr again. Ohya. An interesting bit, I went to school this morning and the security guard told me to exchange my ez link for a visitor pass after i told him that I was not taking any exams. erhem. what's the problem here. I was wearing dhs orientation yellow tee and dhs school skirt. so yea? And I definitely dont look like some potential terrorist. Ya la they are doing their jobs but sometimes it seems jus so nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea off to bed. night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116283028374303126?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116283028374303126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116283028374303126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116283028374303126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116283028374303126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-true-can-this-get.html' title='How true can this get'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116282282744401831</id><published>2006-11-06T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Quizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Should You Get In Shape? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Stay in shape with Weight Lifting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howshouldyougetinshapequiz/weightlifting.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You give it your all when you work out, and you can take on any challenge.Weightlifting will keep you interested, and switching up routines is just your style!Lifting weights will give you perfectly sculpted curves... that don't jiggle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/howshouldyougetinshapequiz/"&gt;http://ynr.blogthings.com/howshouldyougetinshapequiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Kind Of Dog Should You Have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Own A Beagle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/beagle.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Low maintenance, very friendly, and sturdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/"&gt;http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116282282744401831?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116282282744401831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116282282744401831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116282282744401831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116282282744401831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-quizes.html' title='More Quizes'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116274424055245975</id><published>2006-11-06T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:31.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Quiz Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Colour Blue Are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Are Periwinkle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorblueareyouquiz/periwinkle.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're very intuitive and sensitive. You often know other people better than they know themselves.You're also quite optimistic, and you think well of yourself and others. You know your dreams will come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorblueareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorblueareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Kind Of Friend Are You?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Are A Fun Friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/fun-friend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're the one who keeps your group laughingAnd you've always got an idea for something fun to doThe party's not complete without youAnd you wouldn't miss it for the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Colour Green Are You?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Are Teal Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/teal-green.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a one of a kind, original person. There's no one even close to being like you.Expressive and creative, you have a knack for making the impossible possible.While you are a bit offbeat, you don't scare people away with your quirks.Your warm personality nicely counteracts and strange habits you may have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Should You Study?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your Learning Style: Idealistic and Flexible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/isfp.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You enjoy learning anything that can help others... from making the world more beautiful to saving lives.&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;ArchitectureEnvironmental Science Fashion DesignForestryInterior designInternational StudiesLiterature MusicNursingRestaurant managementStudio ArtVeterinary Medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#fff8c2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffce3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves.&lt;br /&gt;You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?&lt;br /&gt;It's important to you that your lover is very attractive. You like to have someone to show off.&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Sign Shouldnt You Date?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never Date A Taurus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/taurus.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stubborn, materialistic, and even a little greedy - you don't fit into a the strictly crafted inner world of a Taurus.You definitely need more excitement than a Taurus offers. After all, even expensive dinners get boring after a while!&lt;br /&gt;Instead try dating: Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius, or Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Kind Of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Interpersonal Intelligence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/interpersonal.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You shine in your ability to realate to and understand others.Good at seeing others' points of view, you get how people think and feel.You have an uncanny ability to sense true feelings, intentions, and motivations.A natural born leader, you are great at teaching and mediating conflict.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good counselor, salesperson, politician, or business person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Color Orange Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Are Apricot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/apricot.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Soft and sweet, over time you let your provocative nature shine through.You are definitely unconventional, but you don't broadcast it.You offer people a fresh perspective on life - so fresh that it can be shocking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Asian Country Should You Visit?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Should Travel To Japan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatasiancountryshouldyouvisitquiz/japan.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From freak sightings in Harajuku to awesome sashimi, you'll love Japan.And who knows? You might end up on Japanese TV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatasiancountryshouldyouvisitquiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatasiancountryshouldyouvisitquiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116274424055245975?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116274424055245975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116274424055245975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116274424055245975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116274424055245975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-quiz-time.html' title='It&apos;s Quiz Time!'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116273888664756870</id><published>2006-11-05T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:31.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting day out</title><content type='html'>Yea I was out for the whole day and it's a must to say that it has been an interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bummer would be that I didnt attend today's yoga class and that I suffered from mood swings at the beginning of the day. yep. made a few new discoveries today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I met my pri sch schmate at the shop that sells buddhist stuff at bugis there. He didnt recognize me, neither did i recognize him but my mom recognizes him. We didnt call him though. I was getting fed up with my mom bargaining with the shop lady about the price of the radio that plays buddhist chanting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There's actually this shopping centre called Beauty World Plaza and Bukit Timah Shopping Centre in Singapore. I didnt know about that. My dad took us there just now. Beauty World Plaza is simply some ulu shopping malll with closed shops and stagnant escalators. Bukit Timah Shopping Centre is not any better la. Not much to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Went to IMM after random walking around the two malls mentioned above. I witnessed an overflowing toilet bowl after I entered the cubicle. Dammit. The person who used it previously was so inconsiderate la. Clogged the whole toilet bowl with toilet papers and when I attempted to flush it, water just flooded the whole toilet bowl gosh. I was so shocked can. I went to look for the toilet cleaner IMMEDIATELY. Yay I got rescued. What a bad experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I bought 3 pairs of ear studs for 5 bucks. Wahaha Ok this is not exactly a discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Giant sells DVD players at prices as cheap as $59.90. I am gonna get my dad to buy one... wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Went Long beach for dinner then they served this really yummy dessert. Vanilla ice cream on some red porridge thingy. There were alot of part time staff who look like students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Last but not the least, I caught a glimpse of this advertisement outside 'Scoops' and it is looking for part time staff! wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so basically I went exploring Singapore with my maternal grandparents, mom, dad and Mini auntie. Fun and really pampered day. waha I am the youngest among the 6 ppl  (: I love the feeling of being pampered la =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to school with Yuhan, Peixin and others to help with the science labs. After which I will be going to explore Vivocity with Yunyin and Yiling. waha shop, eat, movies. I made up my mind to go to IMM again this holidays cos I didnt get to shop to my heart's content just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to go and work on the powerpoint for my presentation on CSC during yr4 level camp on wednesday. And the smu ppl havent send me the photos taken at Mutts 'n' Mittens Animal Shelter leh. Actually I havent heard from them since friday =.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe in yourself`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116273888664756870?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116273888664756870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116273888664756870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116273888664756870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116273888664756870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/interesting-day-out.html' title='Interesting day out'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116263938748539822</id><published>2006-11-04T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:30.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Breed of Dog I Am</title><content type='html'>Annabel, you're a Bernese Mountain Dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bones about it, you're a good-hearted, people-loving Bernese Mountain Dog. Down-to-earth and loyal, no one works or plays harder than you do. You put your nose to the grindstone when it really counts, but you never neglect your social calendar. Simultaneously strong and sweet, you're very tuned-in to the feelings and needs of the other dogs you run with. Without having to be asked, you always have a helping paw to lend and a sympathetic shoulder to lean on. "Communication" is your middle name, and when that's paired with your unswerving devotion, you get a breed that everyone respects and trusts. Woof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah i am disappointed. I thought I would get 'Maltese' or 'Cocker Spaniel' . It's ok. but I will still get a 'Maltese' as a pet if I could.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116263938748539822?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116263938748539822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116263938748539822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116263938748539822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116263938748539822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/which-breed-of-dog-i-am.html' title='Which Breed of Dog I Am'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116263525621769100</id><published>2006-11-04T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored-est day ever</title><content type='html'>Yea today's the bored-est day ever... Grr almost bored to death la. Maybe cos I am used to being busy or used to having some things to do... like painting at the animal shelter, shopping, going around Singapore and crap I am home the whole day today with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and had a filling breakfast... Then I watched one Meteor Garden VCD, yea I know it's outdated but I dont have other vcds which is like so pathetic. YY's going to lend me goong dvds  soon. And I think I will go get some korean or taiwanese dramas to kill my boredom though I am kinda reluctant to spend money on vcds. My brother hogged the computer since morning... so I cant watch korean dramas on youtube as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the novel that YY lent me, na xiao zi zhen shuai. I think the front part is kinda boring cos I got bored after reading a part of it. Wanted to browse through the buddhist magazine that my parents subscribed to then I went to reply two of the letters from my pri sch classmates. Then I watched tv. I ate a lot too and I had a bad running nose. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May not be going for yoga tomorrow... cos I'll be going to my grandparents house. Havent visited them for a long long time. I have thought about it. I should go do some volunteer work on saturdays like these instead of wasting my life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geminis hate doing nothing. Ohya it's been a while since I have analysed horoscopes. I need to tidy my room too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah I hope no one reads this entry. It's so boring. Well my life's boring. Sianzation. It's been quite awhile since I last used that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some interesting things to spice up my life for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life, to be worthy of a rational being, must always be in progression.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116263525621769100?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116263525621769100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116263525621769100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116263525621769100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116263525621769100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/bored-est-day-ever.html' title='Bored-est day ever'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116252211534689961</id><published>2006-11-03T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:29.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera officially spoilt</title><content type='html'>My digital camera can officially be declared to be spoilt. Since yesterday, it has been having this focusing problem with the lens. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so irritated by the 'di di di' sound to alert me about the focusing error. grr. Anyway I have been in a grumpy mood since yesterday. Perhaps it's the scorching sun, perhaps it's the wet rainy day. But I've still enjoyed myself at the Mutts 'n' Mittens Animal Shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CIP started on Wed and the reporting time of the volunteers almost pissed me off. But it was better yesterday. Yep. Since Ms Tan put me in charge of this CIP, I made it a point to NOT BE LATE. So I left my house at around 11.15am every day and that includes today. And I will reach Pasir Ris at around 11.45am. Whee if I maintain this, I would have gotten rid of my very bad habit of being late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really like to come online these days. Bored. But I am online now because I had to help my dad email some photos to his client and so I might as well blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love daisies these days. Cos they are my birthday flower and I realise that they are pretty and pure. And they symbolise hidden love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good taking initiative to help. And I should take more initiative these days. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt how to wax a car last night (: It's pretty easy la, just like wiping a table after spraying water =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to go get ready to go for the cip at the animal shelter. Today's the last day of the CIP but those who want to continue volunteering can do so, I think I will be doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I am starting to love animals LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have a red, burnt nose. No wonder I smelt something burning yesterday when I was painting the animal shelter. doh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116252211534689961?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116252211534689961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116252211534689961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116252211534689961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116252211534689961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/11/camera-officially-spoilt.html' title='Camera officially spoilt'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116228258708339352</id><published>2006-10-31T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:28.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CSC Schedule 2007</title><content type='html'>whee finally completed it. I spent the whole morning plus early noon gathering information. Phew finally. I'm so happy, I'm so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this quote during my research just now : 'Procrastination is cancer'. Yep how true. Procrastination is deadly lor. Makes you waste your life away. If not for the deadline I might have procrastinated doing the schedule. bummer. I must change this bad habit of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other bad habits I have to change:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being late and rarely on time&lt;br /&gt;bad time management&lt;br /&gt;tend to sleep late and wake up late&lt;br /&gt;compulsive eating when stressed&lt;br /&gt;spending more than necessary&lt;br /&gt;gossipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha bad bad bad. So many bad habits. As for the last bad habit hor, it's kinda impossible to change it. Cos I am a gemini and apparently geminis love to gossip. wahaha too bad. Horoscopes rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been online since morning. Should get going. Ohya watched Jay Chou's MV making tv prog jus now. Not bad but they didnt show the making of the mv for Tui Hou. Jay Chou rocks. Talented singer, songwriter, director, actor. ALL ROUNDER. whee he rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that Ms Tan wont find too many faults with the csc schedule i drew up =S I put in my best efforts already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for yoga class later with Yuhan and Qian Bing. and there's animal shelter cip tmr. hohoho. I am the i/c tomorrow. And I dont know where the bus will be. where the animal shelter is. And eeps. I havent done the attendance list for tomorrow. UH OH. Alright say no to procrastination. I am going to get it done NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go, I just want to say. I feel like going to watch the documentary -An Inconvenient Truth.  No doubt it's educational. I am just scared that it might put me to sleep... I hope not. Shall go catch it next week la. Wed to fri is packed with the cip le. Weekend... hmmm nah too expensive. I must save money leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BETTER GET GOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;every effort counts (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116228258708339352?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116228258708339352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116228258708339352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116228258708339352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116228258708339352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/csc-schedule-2007.html' title='CSC Schedule 2007'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116222095089772552</id><published>2006-10-30T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie 'Marathon' at Yuhan's house</title><content type='html'>woohoo I love Yuhan's house. Homely and comfy with splendid scenery. I want to live in a house like that too (: yea we had a hard time deciding to go for movie or kbox at the foyer and finally decided to go Yuhan's house for a movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt exactly a marathon cos we cant fast-forward the movies or anything but we managed to chiong two movies in one afternoon. Daisy, which made us tear and Eileen laughed. She was laughing at us when our tears rolled down our face. EVIL. It was so touching k. Daisy symbolises hidden love. Daisy is my birthday flower and it symbolises purity whee I love daisies. Anyway you know that gerberas are american daisies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second movie, Helen the Baby Fox. Touching and inspirational film but I didnt have any particular overwhelming emotions. Maybe cos I was busy indulging in titbits and not paying much attention to the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both movies rock. Then before we left, Yuhan showed us this MV she found and one done by herself. Yep impressive. Yuhan has potential to be the next 'Royston Tan' (: whee. I will support her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am dying to go to the cinema and catch a movie or two but dammit there's no nice movie currently. Hm let me check when the nicer movies will be showing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLUSHED AWAY - 2 Nov 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee finally. But it's still 3 days away. Ohya we were given our subject combination option forms today. And the list given does not have the combi that I wanted initially which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;csc maths e.lit chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a weird combi. Neither arts nor sciences. But hor what matters is I like ma. And now I have to review my combi options. Can make special request but I doubt they will grant it. So currently I am thinking, its either I pick up bio and drop e.lit or drop chem and go into the arts stream. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I am so reluctant to give up sciences. maybe cos i like them? Or rather I am jus scared that I need them for my future career, in case my interest rekindles after jc years which is most probably impossible but still there's a possibility crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a good night sleep. I don't want to feel troubled over this whole issue, unnecessarily. The most important thing I feel, is to follow my heart and do what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be a pretty slack day at home. I have to work on my csc schedule 2007. Ah stressed. I am not exactly good at planning ahead. And planning ahead for the club is a big responsibility. Shall just do my best. There's yoga tomorrow night. Whee excited. Erika's gonna leave for training soon and her son will take over the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunyin sent me the soundtrack from Daisy. It's melancholic, melodious. I like it! If you havent catch the movie, you should. Buy the vcds or whatever. Just watch it! Cos it rocks. I realise that classical music is niceee too. Soothing and calming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go on a diet, badly. It's either my weighing machine is spoilt already, otherwise I am going to spoil it soon, if i dont go on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i pass day by day painting love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116222095089772552?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116222095089772552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116222095089772552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116222095089772552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116222095089772552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/movie-marathon-at-yuhans-house.html' title='Movie &apos;Marathon&apos; at Yuhan&apos;s house'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116170487946574824</id><published>2006-10-24T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:17.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Lucky Number 7</title><content type='html'>Annabel, your lucky number is number Seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, you enthusiastic thing. Well, Number 7, whether dining at the latest five-star restaurant, browsing a bazaar, or hitting the opening night of the latest hot spot, your lust for life is contagious. Like the lucky number itself, friends and strangers alike count themselves fortunate to have met you because you're a walking carnival. Whether it's a four-alarm dance party or a night out with friends, the fun cup runneth over and getteth all over everyone. Your ache for excitement can take you from the slopes of Switzerland to the coral of Cozumel (though you might pass up a free trip to either of these spots to throw darts at a map and do your own exploring). It's tough to keep up with the Enthusiast. Especially since words like "commitment" and "intimacy" are like garlic to your vampire-style of partying. You're all about diversion. Just be sure your high-test lifestyle isn't producing a smoke screen to cover deeper issues in your life. If you can keep your appetites in check and learn to contemplate life instead of consume it, your journey will be much more fulfilling. Developing discipline may be hardest for Number 7s, but the reward will be some of the best songs, plays, performances, books, and comedy routines ever produced. Want proof, you have to look no further than fellow lucky 7 stars, Madonna, Liz Taylor, and Robin Williams.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/number/"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/tests/number/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waha! walking carnival? Yea true. I hate commitments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116170487946574824?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116170487946574824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116170487946574824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116170487946574824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116170487946574824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-lucky-number-7.html' title='I am Lucky Number 7'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116170295456314324</id><published>2006-10-24T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:17.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarot Reading for today</title><content type='html'>Love: The Pope&lt;br /&gt;Touchstone: The Hermit&lt;br /&gt;Career: The Emperor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;?Solitude? could so easily be the keyword in your private life today, Annabel. Under the influence of the Hermit and the Pope, you have a tendency today to contemplate your navel ? Not that you are unkind, on the contrary. These two cards radiate much kindness and sympathy, but you?re focusing too much on your own doubts and uncertainties. You have a strong urge to isolate yourself and to make peace with yourself, and the rest of the world might find this difficult to comprehend.&lt;/em&gt;   At work, today is marked by a need to take stock of your position. The association of the Hermit and the Emperor suggests that you should take a little step back to establish your strategy for reinforcing your position and to plan better for the future. With perception and impartiality, your battle plans for your career would do credit to Napoleon. Give yourself a pat on the back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those italic words are quite true for me. I was in deep thoughts throughout the whole of Semakau tour. The tour rocks. Especially the intertidal walk. Yea basically it's getting to know more about Pulau Semakau, our local landfill area. The different procedures involved in handling the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intertidal walk was interesting in a way that we get to know more about the marine creatures, the diverse species present and their different ways of camouflage and survival. It's amazing to see them and being able to touch them. Especially that gigantic sea star. Yea starfish rocks. The octopus were pretty amazing too... And the noble volutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea it was a really fun tour. And it's not every day that we get to see such stuff la. Enjoyed myself but the walk was pretty tiring. And the ferry journey was dizzy... The engine got clogged halfway when we were on the way to Pulau Semakau. See la irresponsible people, pollute the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been more fun if more people went and if I wasnt in such a solitude mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm I really feel like learning hip hop dancing now leh. Aiya but I scared I dont have time. I also want to volunteer at some local VWOs. So many things to do yet so little time. HCL O's is approaching really soon. Oh man. My chinese's getting lousier and lousier as the days go by. Help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POH will be having dinner with our mentors and Chip tomorrow night. Ah I need cash. Kinda broke now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm my life seems pretty good now. And my horoscope readings on seventeen.com's really cheating my feelings. It's going on and on about my romances. crap. nah. no thanks. I would be a fool to believe it honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. I am so tired. Shall go sleep once my hair is dried. Hope that my solitude aka antisocial mood cum attitude disappear tomorrow. And perk your ears up during flag raising to listen to the announcement regarding POH (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116170295456314324?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116170295456314324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116170295456314324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116170295456314324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116170295456314324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/tarot-reading-for-today.html' title='Tarot Reading for today'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116160239093938483</id><published>2006-10-23T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:16.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering at YQ's hse on Saturday</title><content type='html'>Wen Jian reminded me to blog about this cos I really forgot about it. Well, it was another fun day at YQ's house. She's really very very nice to invite us to her house again. Whee this time juehui and shumin didnt go. But yunyin and yi ling went with me. Was really high and sang alot of songs! F-U-N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pooled too and boohoo my skills deproved. Kept missing then granting the opponents free balls. Sad la, esp for my partner waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang alot of Jay Chou's songs. Whee high~! Then stupid jun ming ruined everyone's singing and of cos polluted YQ's microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought some snacks along too and lunch was pizza. Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's a fun day out and we went home only in the evening. Ohya before I forget, Wen Jian sang very well wahaha! I know he is reading this &gt;&lt; But really true la, he didnt go offkey this time, like how he did when we went kbox tgt. Darren's singing not bad too. YQ still had sore throat but sang quite well too. And Yunyin can sing Rainie's songs really well!!! Haha exact cutie voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Pooling is fun. Gonna practise loads and loads. Yea! I think even Yunyin and Yiling better than me leh. Sad la. Never mind. I'll learn from them. Alright that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee love 4J class gatherings so much. Though not everyone's present but as least part of the class were there. I am SO looking forward to our class chalet... EXCITED (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116160239093938483?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116160239093938483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116160239093938483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116160239093938483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116160239093938483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/gathering-at-yqs-hse-on-saturday.html' title='Gathering at YQ&apos;s hse on Saturday'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116160118910116431</id><published>2006-10-23T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:16.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untrue Daily Horoscopes</title><content type='html'>Aw. Grr. My 'Daily Horoscope' these days are so freakingly untrue. Sian. What romance possibilities. Crap. Not that I want it anyway. I am only 16 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok next, we had a talk after flag raising today regarding CSC as yr5 subject. and whoa I am so attracted by it. waha. Gonna take it as one of my H2 subject units. Let's see... basically I am thinking of taking 4H2 and 1 H1 next year. But I am quite doubtful about my ability to cope. Yea inferiority strikes. Anyway yea the 4 H2 will be Maths, Chemistry, E. Lit and CSC (China Studies) and Physics as H1. I wanted to take Physics as H2 initially but well I think I cant exactly cope. and I am not good at it. I am just taking it at an interest basis. Just hope that I wont get myself into trouble by making this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not be taking Economics at all. I dont intend to go into that field in the future. Or at least I dont foresee myself entering that career field la. I cant stand analysing graphs and all. Yea it's just my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this talk on PSC Scholarships after school. It's pretty interesting and managed to capture my attention the whole time. During the buffet time, the few of us went to question the lady about the scholarships. I have never really thought of getting any scholarships to aid me financially but today I suddenly have a change of mind. waha if the govt wants to award me the scholarship, why not. I can clear my parents of a financial burden. And furthermore there's scholarships catering to my interest areas, like teaching and social services. So yea why not? It's just the bonds that's making me hesitant perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt bother to consider scholarships at first due to the bonds. I hate being tied down. I like to be free. But since I am going to go into that career sooner or later, why not just try for the scholarship lor. seriously la. Though I can only be free of the bond when I am like 28 years old? And I need to earn enough money to survive and also have extra cash to open a bridal boutique (to shumin: NOT BOUQUET (: ) with my sistas. I want to go around the world too. Places like Italy, Gold Coast, Australia, Taiwan, Hongkong. Haha yea the old 'me' would think of going to these places on my honeymoon. But now I have changed. Romances or whatever, let it come, let it go I dont give it a damn (: Dont have or never go on honeymoons then go with my parents, my sistas or alone lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep yep. Hopefully I have enough money to get a car of my choice. Before that I must learn to drive of cos. Then maybe I'll get a condo? Then get a cocker spaniel/ west highland terrier as my pet. Yea it's not a must to live alone la. I dont like to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea I am having second thoughts about being a teacher. I was asking this stupid question just now about getting a teaching scholarship then teach in a primary school. LOL i mean most scholars will most likely teach in prestigious secondary schools or junior colleges. Ha why primary schools? I don't know. I prefer to groom the students when they are young. Instill in them the right moral values so that they will not go the wrong way as they grow up. Yep that's my logic bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to think about it, being a teacher means routine job. Teaching and marking. I can't stand routines honestly. I need variety. Geminis' motto in life is 'Variety is the spice of life'. The only thing that perhaps will motivate me to continue teaching would be to see my students excelling in their studies and personal development. I will never forget my primary school teachers from gmps. How they showered me with care and concern. The smiles on their faces when they knew that we had done well in our studies. Yea it's like moulding the future of the younger generations and this is part of making a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dont know. I don't have to decide till maybe two years later? Jus hope that it wont be too late then. I hate to do things that I regret. But sometimes it's unavoidable. yep yep. I felt really motivated by all the talks today. Studies shall be my top priority from today onwards. Of cos in line with 3 F's, that is Fun, Friends and Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm just now Mr Chua delivered the POH notebooks to my school then we had lunch together. He seemed pretty amazed by the long queues and all cos he wanted to get a drink but decided not to after seeing the long queues. Eh sad lunch breaks for us. waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the PSC Scholarship talk, Eileen, Juehui, Yunyin, Yiling and I went to the art room to pack the notebooks for distribution on Wed. Thanks girls. You girls rock! Muacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya. Another funny thing today is I translated a Mandarin quote from June into Hokkien. And ohman it sounds so disgusting. But it really cracked us up. If you are interested, please let me know. I would be most interested to narrate it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the animal shelter CIP, both Ms Tan and I were amazed by the overwhelming responses from the 4 dhp classes. Then Ms Tan was like 'wah dhp people all love animals de arh'. haha yep yep. We are kind-hearted neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope that I dont freak out when I see the canines and felines. And hope that they are nice and patient with me too. hee. I bet they are gonna to be oh-so-cute that I will feel so tempted to give them a big hug, if that's allowed. waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love is but an embellishment of life; friends are a necessity - cos I can't live without them ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116160118910116431?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116160118910116431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116160118910116431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116160118910116431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116160118910116431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/untrue-daily-horoscopes.html' title='Untrue Daily Horoscopes'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116134747871796786</id><published>2006-10-20T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:16.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daily Tarot Reading</title><content type='html'>Love: The Moon&lt;br /&gt;Touchstone: The Star&lt;br /&gt;Career: The Judgement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;Today you'll be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;surrounded by warmth, affection and calm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The association of the Star and the Moon is offering you a clear sky in which your feelings can sparkle like stars in the firmament. Love is on the cards, and friendship too, and new encounters will bring you great fulfillment, dear Annabel. Use this&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; happy day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to regain confidence in yourself and your charms.  You?re &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;finding your work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fulfilling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoy many moments of satisfaction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and opportunities to develop. Under the auspices of the fruitful union of Judgment and the Star, you?re brimming with positive energy and you?re able to channel it directly into promising projects. You?re certainly prepared to put in all your effort and creativity to achieve your objectives. Keep up the good work; it?ll pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so damn true (: I'm loving it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116134747871796786?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116134747871796786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116134747871796786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116134747871796786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116134747871796786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-daily-tarot-reading.html' title='My Daily Tarot Reading'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116134728594921423</id><published>2006-10-20T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:15.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UN Mock Conference</title><content type='html'>wheeee my team representing North Korea won the 'Best Position Paper' award. WHOA. I couldnt believe it. I wasnt really listening during the prize- giving ceremony. And when 'North Korea' was announced, I thought it was for Jue Hui's costumes. I have never expected us to win the 'Best Position Paper'. The presentation was scary. But I was pretty excited before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few people to thank for today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Tan Bee Kee, for lending us her Korean hanbok, which is really expensive and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Devi, for her guidance on our UN Mock Position Paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, Colin and Li Hui for lending us their ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4J and Mdm Nora, for your support and words of encouragement during the conference.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And last but not the least, my fellow team members, Jue Hui, Yi Ling and Shu Min who are also my haojiemeis (: Thanks loads and all our hard work has indeed paid off. All the late nights spent and fear encountered were worth it =D I am so glad we went through it together. We're never alone, cos we are one. WHEE. CONGRATS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And also all the audience cum delegates plus teachers present at the conference. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks to all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dont understand how come we managed to get the award. And I think Eddy looks really chio in his Korean hanbok. LOL. Nice one. It was predictable that he will get the 'Best-Dressed Delegate' award. Ying Qing looked really pretty in her costume too. Amelia looked really sweet and adorable. Jue Hui looked pretty and mature. And Jess and Hong Yi looked like a pair of couple. waha. Eileen was seh! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to Suntec with Yun Yin and Yi Ling. It had been a fun day. With lotsa funny and embarrassing things taking place, all the static touches, all the hunting for autograph books, and all the 'cookie' talk. hee. Ohya not to forget the 1-litre-carton-apple-juice-sharing. Totally FUNTASTIC AND FABULOUS. We actually chatted more than what we did at Sakae the last time. I think it's because that day was the last day of EOYs, and our energy were all drained out, not to forget our brain juices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to tell my mom that I was going out just now and I reached home at 7pm plus. and she thought I went for yoga. waha. I am in such a good good mood today and nothing can piss me off. Will be going to YQ's house tmr. Ah and I am going to start on my autograph book later. Kinda worried that there may not be enough time for everyone from 4J to finish writing but it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if I should go to my grandparents' house tmr. Feel like having some time to myself by staying at home, finishing Pei Yu's belated bday gift and watch the dvds Li Wen lent me. But my horoscope reading for tomorrow seems pretty good for partying out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your horoscope forSaturday, October 21, 2006&lt;br /&gt;It's almost a sure thing that you'll have a big smile on your face today. Your social life is aligning in a way that will help you meet friends and find adventure wherever you go. Look for messages in the afternoon, and a last-minute change of plans that lets your Saturday night morph from fun to fabulous. A blind date or chance meeting could change everything about your love life.&lt;br /&gt;(from seventeen.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one on msn.com's kinda contradictory to the above. Shan't post it here. I chose to believe in the above. waha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun Yin told me that sometimes she felt like changing my wardrobe for me, cos I always wear clothes of the same style. waha. Yea I agree. A lot of people have been commenting on my dressing. I also think that it's time for me to try some new styles. ohwell. But I am someone who would rather spend money on watching movies and buying accessories than on buying clothes. Oh my someone please enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's really demoralizing to shop around without money. I didnt buy anything today cos I was broke after eating lunch, with only a few cents left in my wallet. I still owe Yi Ling's money for the apple juice. And bad news. I was so thirsty just now that I felt dehydrated, which means my body is filled with toxins and I can't burn calories efficiently oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;does telepathy really exist? I feel so tempted to believe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116134728594921423?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116134728594921423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116134728594921423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116134728594921423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116134728594921423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/un-mock-conference.html' title='UN Mock Conference'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116127056839658604</id><published>2006-10-19T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Emotional IQ</title><content type='html'>Did some quizes on web.tickle. Doing quizes never fail to make me feel better. whee. Feeling so much better. Alot of people have been asking me why I am so emo these days. Well actually if i know, I won't be posting emo posts. Hee. Moodswings la. My haojiemeis understand (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a quiz on the horoscope I truly belong to and it turns out that I am supposed to be an Aquarius wahaha. Another air sign. I dont mind. So now I am aqua-gem ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got an emotional IQ of 121. Nice number har? And my test results show that my strongest suit is empathy which is my ability to see things from someone else's point of view =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/eiq/"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/tests/eiq/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's UN Mock Conf. Presentation tomorrow. Scared scared. Alright better go le. bye~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116127056839658604?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116127056839658604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116127056839658604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116127056839658604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116127056839658604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-emotional-iq.html' title='My Emotional IQ'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116126886840632954</id><published>2006-10-19T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:14.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Refreshes Me?</title><content type='html'>Annabel, A Thoughtful Gesture refreshes you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thoughtful and caring person like you probably devotes a lot of yourself to your loved ones. On the flip side of all that love and care, though, is the fact that you might neglect a very special person ? you. So when it's time to recharge, the things that others give you will revitalize you the most.A peck on the cheek, a cute email, a kind note, a nice compliment. These are the sorts of things that will give you a loving lift. A sweetie like you will appreciate even more than most hearing how important you are to someone else. And they'll be glad to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/refresher/"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/tests/refresher/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116126886840632954?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116126886840632954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116126886840632954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116126886840632954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116126886840632954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-refreshes-me.html' title='What Refreshes Me?'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116126268485730956</id><published>2006-10-19T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:14.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Note</title><content type='html'>Whoa I just edited the column on the right hand side of my blog if you have noticed. I included this 'Her thoughts' section. Eh it's gonna be some really emotional stuff. so please just leave it if you can't stand emo-ness &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went PS just now with Jess and Li Wen to watch Death Note. Nice movie. We caught the one at 3.10pm. Waha we got the tickets at around 3.10pm and the seats were pretty good lor (: The movie only started at around 3.30pm. Blah too much advertisements. I bought nachos. The two of them shared popcorn combo I think. Eeks bad news. I realised that I prefer popcorns to nachos now. I don't know. The nachos sold there don't really suit my tastebud. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glancing at my movie list, I realised that I have already watched most of the watchable movies that are showing currently. There are quite alot of M18 and R21 movies which I obviously cannot watch. Whee. So glad that my movie marathon's getting on pretty well but the bad news is that I am very broke now. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Note is really a fantastic fantasy thriller. I was so awake during the whole movie. The 'L' character's not exactly handsome. Just cute and he eats alot. I don't like the ending leh. Cos it is to be continued by the Part 2 which only comes out this Dec. Hm hm. I am really looking forward to all the upcoming movies... especially Happy Feet, Flushed Away and Opening Season. I just like animated movies so much (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our closure for the year today. Dammit. Tears flowed free and fast. I hate it. I hate the feeling of tears rolling down my cheeks. Salty tears. The last time I tasted it was perhaps when watching WTC. Well I had alot to say just now but I only said part of what I wanted to. And there's this portion which I am too egotistical to say. I may regret it. I may not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been having some heart-to-heart talks with my haojiemeis yesterday and today. I am still confused. There are some things no one including me can understand. There are some things that ordinary beings like me cannot decide. And I'd rather not think about it, seriously. Some things are better left unsaid. Really. Really. If we are fated, we will definitely meet again, where the rainbows end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised just now that I may not have enough time to get everyone from 4J to write in my autograph book leh. Ah must start letting my peers write tomorrow le. These weekend I would most probably stay at home to finish my belated birthday gift for peiyu and maybe make something for Mrs Lim, who is retiring. Gonna miss her loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart never fails to ache and my tears never fail to fall whenever I think about such things. I hate to depart from people I know. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. But somehow I HAVE to accept it. I will grow up. I will be strong. I will not cry. And I will learn to let go. I will learn to live on and become a better person. Eeks. Another emo-post. O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hya I will keep my promise and dedicate a long long long post to 4J this weekend perhaps (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;I love 4J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love 4J. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forever and ever, as long as I live on&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope 4J loves me too =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will remember 4J &lt;em&gt;forever &lt;/em&gt;as long as I am alive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gonna miss 4J to bits lah &gt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116126268485730956?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116126268485730956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116126268485730956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116126268485730956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116126268485730956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/death-note.html' title='Death Note'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116117566283926315</id><published>2006-10-18T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:12.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Horoscopes</title><content type='html'>Clarissa told me before that the daily horoscope reading at msn.com is really accurate. I have been checking the daily horoscope at seventeen.com which are not exactly accurate. And just recently I went to check out msn.com and omg. It's creepily accurate. At least for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun Sign&lt;br /&gt;Gemini&lt;br /&gt;Something may happen during the day, dear Gemini, which unconsciously reminds you of something unpleasant that happened to you in the past. You might not even remember today's event, but memories of the long-ago occurrence could plague you throughout the day and put you into a very black mood. Try to analyze why this memory is affecting you so heavily, then when you know, let it go. You might feel as if a ten-ton weight has been lifted off your shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thing did happen during the day. Jue Hui showed me this Chinese essay titled 'Ta yu ta de ju li' (The distance between him and her). And oh my it did bring back lotsa painful memories. It was not an appealing essay to her. But it was to me. I suppose it's the experience that makes the difference. Dammit. I am feeling 'weird' now. I really should consider going for yoga every day! Waha. Then my thinking wont go astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, these days, whenever I take a nap or something, it would be really hard to wake me up. It's either I am too tired or because something in my dreams is making me not wanting to wake up. I really thought I would have died in my sleep leh. TOUCH WOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm learning yoga will help me learn how to let go. These days, thanks to shumin. I kept thinking about how 4J's gonna split up into different subject combinations and just thinking about it makes me feel as if a knife has been stabbed into my heart. I wont feel this way if i dont think about it. 4J... If I am given another 100000000000.... choices, I will still choose to be in 4J. My one and only beloved 4J. It's in 4J that I bonded with my twin. It's in 4J that I found my haojiemeis. It's in 4J that I met my Madam Cecilia. It's in 4J that I made many friends. I have so much to say but I don't know how to express them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely dedicate a post to 4J asap. I need to sort out my thoughts, my confused mind and heart. I will learn to let go. Most importantly I will be strong and not cry. Departing from each other's just part and parcel of life. I have to accept it I know. But I can't help hating it can. And I think it's kinda dumb if I cry cos 4J's gonna split. Obviously ma. We will still be seeing each other around... But when any of my peers is going to further his/her studies overseas I will definitely cry. I am emotional. What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The man I love is as distant and elusive as the stars in the sky.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116117566283926315?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116117566283926315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116117566283926315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116117566283926315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116117566283926315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/msn-horoscopes.html' title='MSN Horoscopes'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116107274319447917</id><published>2006-10-17T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:12.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazy Mood</title><content type='html'>Tired. Woke up with two sore eyes today. Had some weird dreams last night too. Been feeling kinda anti-social lately, no idea why. There is this thing that is stopping me from being enthusiastic and cheerful. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's yoga later. I am excited... yep yep. But I feel like sleeping right now. I have just backed up the files inside my laptop last night, so now I can finally send the laptop for repair service. It's been infected with viruses for way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the haze's making me feel hazy. There's UN Mock Conference presentation on Friday. My group was lucky enough to be chosen and would be representing North Korea. I cannot say that I am exactly excited and enthu about it. But I definitely hope that it can be over asap. Not to mention the teeny weeny bit of fear inside of me. Like how I felt while waiting for my POH presentation at YMCA. I always get all tensed during Q&amp;A too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this subject combi talk tomorrow and I am so looking forward to it. Cos right now I am pretty lost about my direction in the future, what subjects I should take and how it is gonna affect my grades and career. The subjects that I am taking for A'levels will not make affect me if I chose to take 'Social Work/ Sociology' in university... Yea I don't know. What a bother. Oh ya I might degrade 'Physics' from H2 to H1 cos I am afraid I can't cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well the future is so far away. Let's talk about HCL O's first shall we? Ah ha. My Chinese is getting really lousy and it's not exactly improving much even with my mother's nagging. I think I am really disappointing my HCL teachers and that includes my P6 teacher, Mdm Nah. She retired already and I miss her loads. She was such a inspiring and caring teacher. I like Chinese... so at least with this interest, I hope that I can use it as a source of motivation to do well for my HCL O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really feel like studying these days. I mean exams are over so why not just play? before all the JC workload comes? I want to watch all the upcoming movies.. I want to go kbox and sing my heart out. I want to pool and rollerblade. I want to do anything that can stop me from thinking too much. I think too much whenever I am alone so it is best when I am with my friends or when I am doing yoga (: I am not exactly using my brains to think about appropriate stuff these days. I think about emo stuff, which explain my emo posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even when I am sleeping I dream about weird stuff and scare myself or cry in my dreams. =,- how funny. I am too stressed I guess. And eating chocolate's not of much help except that it makes me fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go watch some MVs on youtube.com and maybe catch a nap before heading for my yoga class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-emo quote deleted-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116107274319447917?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116107274319447917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116107274319447917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116107274319447917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116107274319447917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/hazy-mood.html' title='Hazy Mood'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116092493412020959</id><published>2006-10-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:11.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time kbox-ing</title><content type='html'>Shu min's tag reminded me that I forgot to blog about kbox. Yea went kbox jus now with yq, wj, clar and twin. First time there. Not bad. Got feedback from shumin and clar that my voice sounds really kiddo-like. which is not exactly good news. haha I guess I can only sing 'Lao shu ai da mi'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we had fun but I made a fool of myself. waha. nvm la. I am not born to be a singer. Yep fun. But today, no idea why I wasnt feeling very high.  There is something that's making me troubled from inside but the problem is I dont know what it is. dammit right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better go off and do my chinese essay. I am starting to hate staying up late though I always do so unknowingly. Last night I was so tired that i fell asleep while listening to Fish Leong's new album on my bed. Then my grandma had to remove my specs, cd player and cd casing from my bed for me. But unfortunately she left my handphone behind. So i actually slept beside a strong source of radiation for the whole night. dammit. may buddha bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quoted from Miss Tan, ' Be thankful that we have the hands to give and hug, the eyes to see the goodness in everyone...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116092493412020959?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116092493412020959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116092493412020959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116092493412020959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116092493412020959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-time-kbox-ing.html' title='First time kbox-ing'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116092022503163306</id><published>2006-10-15T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:11.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The hardest things in this world</title><content type='html'>The hardest thing in this world is to smile when all you ever feel like doing is cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing in this world is to love like you've never been hurt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing in this world is to live like you are troublefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing in this world is to feign ignorance, knowing very well that you still care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing in this world is to love someone knowing that you cannot do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hardest thing currently for me, is to know that I have to do e&amp;i yet not know which part has to be amended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee yoga rocks. i love yoga. erika's such a nice teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things jus seem to never fail to take a toll on my ego and self-esteem. some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what, my current idol is Eunice Olsen. whee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna keep myself real busy from this moment onwards, in case my mind strays off to some nonsensical and emotional thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only I could have some permanent memory loss, it would prove to be good for both you and me. And it's only at that time then can I lead a carefree and happy life... if only...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116092022503163306?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116092022503163306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116092022503163306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116092022503163306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116092022503163306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/hardest-things-in-this-world.html' title='The hardest things in this world'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116080574313470374</id><published>2006-10-14T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:10.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POH Presentation</title><content type='html'>wheee. the presentation was scary but it was over pretty fast. Miss Eunice Olsen was one of the judges!! She's really pretty and charismatic and she wanted to get me a question but didnt get to as there was not enough time. Aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My  voice was trembling the whole time during the presentation and I am glad that I am able to deliver my part over to the judges. I was feeling scared la. And while waiting at the waiting room, I was so nervous can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us did a great job. Applause for POH (: whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's gala at night and the GOH is our PM Lee. Will be welcoming him with a few other sec4dhp SCs. Today's really my lucky day. Will be meeting so many celebrities in one day. Some other ministers will be present too. Whee. I am so looking forward to this 50th anniversary celebration of my beloved sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I am not looking forward to is wearing my long sleeve shirt and  court shoes. Yea and guess what. I am going shopping in them. Furthermore I have Sun Lu's laptop with me leh. Jus now he rushed off after the presentation for his band rehearsal. and poor me have to lug the laptop to Suntec and pass to him later. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling a little tired but filled with excitement for tonight's event. Ohya. I will be getting Fish Leong's album later. Wenxiang was brainwashing me and Boon Kian yesterday to get her album. And he kept singing her songs... and I really think that her songs are very niceee. Yepp I watched 'Qin Qin' and 'Nuan Nuan' MVs on youtube.com. I like 'Nuan Nuan' leh. There's another nice one called 'Ke Le Jie Zhi' but I cant find the MV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent had much time to think too much lately. But I wrote a poem in chinese last night. Sudden and totally random inspiration. I will jus pen down whatever thoughts I have these days. Thinking too much makes me sad. I dont want to be sad cos I want to be happy. I dont want to just be sad over someone and waste my entire lifetime away. It's not worth it. Definitely. There are other people who care and whom I can care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is cos of fate. Fate brought me lotsa sad memories but it is undeniable that fate has allowed me to see more things and know more people. Like my current best sistas - juehui, yunyin, yiling and of cos my cute-until-cannot-cute twin. My current  classmates. My current teachers. My commitment for the past few months- POH. yep I am 16. I still have a long way to go. I am kinda lost in my future journey. I dont know if I should further my studies overseas. I may be lost but that's for the time being. I will find my way and strive for my goals. I can and I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to the next yoga lesson. 1 and 1/2 hour of genuine relaxation. Love it. But I incurred muscle aches after the first session. Eh pain and aches are good. Shows that you're alive. yea I am loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, whenever I think of WTC, I think of all my friends and family. and in order to ensure that I will not regret it I will say it now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL LOADS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is short. say it when you still have the chance. most importantly, say it with your heart =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116080574313470374?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116080574313470374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116080574313470374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116080574313470374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116080574313470374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/poh-presentation.html' title='POH Presentation'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116067255036383821</id><published>2006-10-13T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:10.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: EMO POST</title><content type='html'>Dammit. I dont know who is going to read this post of mine but beware, it's gonna be an emo post. yea EMO. Yep so please siam if you cant tolerate emo-post, cos I dont think I can tolerate your nonsense too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently breaking into rashes. Really itchy rashes. wdh. I dont know why. It has been itching since last night. Rashes started appearing on my neck and back. Dammit. It's gonna be so dammit ugly. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched World Trade Centre jus now with my friend. It was a touching show. VERY touching. I cried and I felt embarrassed. I don't understand why I can be touched by some films. I was tearing but not as badly as the way I did when I watched 'I Not Stupid Too'. Lesser amount of tears but I actually tasted a  few drops of my own tears. It was salty. oh man I am thankful that my friend didnt question me about me  crying cos it's so dammit embarrassing. But this shows that the film is a successful one. Yea way to go that Oliver guy director. I forgot his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now the emo part. Can some kind souls out there tell me what to do? Cos I really don't know what to do. The numbness and emptiness... can be summed up by just one word - Dammit. This sudden rush of emotions came at the wrong time. I am supposed to be feeling sad yet I am feeling all angry and itchy thks to the irritating rashes and my bad temper. I am angry at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel hurt when others feel hurt. I feel twice the hurt when others hurt me. It's like stabbing a dagger into your heart and pulling it out. It's like cutting your flesh halfway and then tearing it off. The pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always preferred external injuries to internal injuries. When I bleed I know that I am injured, though I usually only discover my wounds after a while. Oh ya talking about that, WTC is kinda bloody. Yea I was pretty disgusted by the scenes and grabbed my jacket's sleeve throughout the film. Ok that's random. Yea when it's internal injuries, I can't see. I can only feel the pain. But who knows if the pain is imaginary, who knows. A quote from WTC, when you feel pain, it shows that you are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I am alive and I am so thankful for it. WTC's thought-provoking. It tells us to cherish and appreciate everyone around us. Dont wait till the last minute. Who knows, it might be too late to say the three words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three words that mean so much to someone who loves you.&lt;br /&gt;The three words that someone might has been waiting for you to say.&lt;br /&gt;The three words that might give someone the will to live on.&lt;br /&gt;The three words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried during the movie. Cos I was thinking, what if one day such things (touch wood) happen to me, I would die with regrets. lotsa countless regrets, like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have not gone on an overseas expedition for volunteering in third world countries.&lt;br /&gt;2) I have not mastered yoga.&lt;br /&gt;3) I have not been to kbox with shumin.&lt;br /&gt;4) I have not finished reading all my romance novels.&lt;br /&gt;5) I have not finished analyzing the 12 horoscopes.&lt;br /&gt;6) I have not been in love before.&lt;br /&gt;7) I have not gotten my laptop to be repaired.&lt;br /&gt;8) I have not gotten excellent academic results for my parents to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;9) I have not started to earn money so that I can give my parents monthly allowance.&lt;br /&gt;10) I have not told my friends and family how much I love them.&lt;br /&gt;11) I have not shown my friends and him the poems I wrote for them.&lt;br /&gt;12) I have not been to Gold Coast, Italy, Tokyo, Hong Kong and Vivocity etc.&lt;br /&gt;13) I have not tried Chou Dou Fu.&lt;br /&gt;14) I have not been to any of Jay Chou's concerts at all.&lt;br /&gt;15) I have not pooled enough yet.&lt;br /&gt;16) I have not been to many places in Singapore yet.&lt;br /&gt;17) I have not learnt driving yet.&lt;br /&gt;18) I have not lost weight yet.&lt;br /&gt;19) I have not finished watching Jin San Shun with my Nanjing godsis.&lt;br /&gt;20) I have not done enough good deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lists go on and on. ENDLESS. To sum up: I dont deserve to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, some words are jus so damn hard to say. But who knows, if you dont say it now, when will you have the chance to say it? Tomorow may not come. Yesterday cannot return. We only have today. Only today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some words, I have been dying to say. But being too egotistical I always can't say it. I just cant. I cant. Yea though some words I cant say it. There's many doubts I would like to clarify, many question marks inside my head, waiting for someone to answer me or even say the words. I don't know. Complex world. Complex life. But nah I am not going to give up cos of this complexity. I am not a loser. NEVER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day shall be a happy day. Every problem shall be a challenge. I know, easier said than done. At least I've said it, one less regret for me. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost the license to care for somebody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The distance is increasing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1m, 2m, 100m, 1000m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unexplainable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no need to explain anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some things are meant to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some things jus cant be forced&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some things just dont go the way I want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life's predestined by destiny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destiny is fate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some things you just cant wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos it'll be gone, gone, gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh man I am lost in my own world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone save me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ha. i think this sounds like a song. nah jus a random poem by me that don't rhyme, crap.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;screwed. tell me what to do. tell me what to do. please please tell me what to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116067255036383821?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116067255036383821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116067255036383821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116067255036383821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116067255036383821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/warning-emo-post.html' title='Warning: EMO POST'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116057316094740393</id><published>2006-10-11T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:09.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I just helped to book the class chalet with my mom's card. waha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4J CLASS CHALET 20 NOV (MON) TO 22 NOV (WED) AT COSTA SANDS RESORT PASIR RIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee I am so excited. I am definitely going to stay overnight there. But I think I most probably cannot attend my yoga lesson on that particular tuesday. Nvm I can go on another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's yoga lesson was woohoo! Rocks. Erika is a really friendly teacher. I attended the class with Yuhan and she appeared to have enjoyed herself as well. wheee I am going for the second lesson this sunday I guess. So I will be attending yoga lessons twice a week. yay! Now I am officially a yogi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much happening these days. POH will be rehearsing for our presentation this friday. The presentation is on saturday morning. There's gala dinner on saturday night. May be going to kbox with twin on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you something, I didnt have any conflict with twin today. yay finally. ha. we had a peaceful and fun time talking and laughing at each other today. duets rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a hard time keeping awake in class today especially during Maths lesson. Too much for my poor brain cells. LA was pretty torturous. The tutorial on 'Animal Rights' almost drove my already-exhausted brain crazy. I am usually pretty enthu about such stuff. BUT I was seriously very tired. I am only human yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSP lessons were cancelled and I stayed back awhile for a briefing by Ms Loh regarding gala dinner. I went home after that. I managed to finish reading the romance novel my buddy gave but that's part 1. I am gonna look for the part 2 story if not I will borrow the book from yy bah. But I think she has not read yet. so yep not very nice to borrow. I better go do my homework and finish up peiyu's very-belated-birthday gift (: cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you were a drop of tears, then i shall never ever cry. So that you will never leave my eye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116057316094740393?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116057316094740393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116057316094740393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116057316094740393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116057316094740393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116039607697294419</id><published>2006-10-09T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:09.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ankle's Fine</title><content type='html'>Ha. I didnt go to the physician after all cos my ankle is perfectly fine. Eh PERFECTLY fine. Yea man. Nah I will just let it heal on its own. And I am going to start exercising tomorrow. I am going for yoga lessons as well. Yea I am not going to bother about my ankle anymore. It's just a swollen bruise. There's no need at all to wail about it like a baby. Yea yea. I have thought it through. Yea. It's no big deal. NO BIG DEAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116039607697294419?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116039607697294419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116039607697294419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116039607697294419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116039607697294419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/ankles-fine.html' title='Ankle&apos;s Fine'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116039043206405050</id><published>2006-10-09T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:08.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY DAY :D</title><content type='html'>WHEE. Pillar Of Hope has been shortlisted by YMCA. YAY YAY YAY =D We have to prepare a presentation for this saturday morning. Whoa saturday's gonna be a busy day. There's gala dinner at night and according to colin I am involved in ushering and some goh stuff which I have no idea what is it. I shall go ask somebody later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a really happy day! Ok not exactly cos I was rather sleepy. Lessons back to normal. Ah I was trying real hard to keep awake during Maths. Triple periods leh. Grr. But the funny thing is I didnt take a nap just now after I returned home. Cos I got too carried away reading my current romance novel, Do Re Mi Fa So, given to me by my Nanjing godsis. It's so touching can. There was this part which I nearly cried. NEARLY. But I didnt cos my brother was blasting the tv really loudly and ruined the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm Mr Chia showed us some of the photos he took... and there is this particular photo that sent us into fits of laughter. It's a photo of his fiancee. Haha really cute photo. And he looked kinda shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ankle's &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; swollen and I know that I have been wailing about it for a &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; long time and I am finally gonna do something with it today. My mom's bringing me to some physician later. No, not that one I went to when I sprained my wrists. It was a way too horrifying experience and there's no way I am stepping into that place again. For your info, I came out of the clinic looking like a kickboxer because both my hands and wrists were bandaged. wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's other reasons why I am finally getting my ankle treated. I have to do ushering on Sat and I am not sure if I have to wear court shoes or not BUT one thing for sure, I have to do alot of walking. The other thing is I want to learn yoga. And I think I shouldn't over-exert my ankle until it is all well. AND the MOST important reason of all, with this swollen ankle, my mom is gonna ban me from all sort of physical activities and that indirectly means I cannot exercise to lose weight. Ah that's real bad. I don't want to look like a godzilla in my jc uniform. No no no. That's gonna be a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep yep. I realised that there is homework today. So I came online now and not later at night. I dont want to stay up later anymore. I dont want to look like a panda and worse still, fall asleep during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am determined to start volunteering again. Yea volunteer! I found some good cip lobang last night so yep (: I have been isolated from this passion of mine for way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a year5 camp for us pioneer batch. I dunno what is it about. I doubt anyone knows but well sigh. There's also a compulsory SC in-house camp in Nov and my class CIP is on one of the days. Eh I dunno if I need to go for that... since I don't intend to stay in SC for year5 and 6. Actually I am still in a dilemma. But I feel like trying new stuff. I mean it's an honour and all to serve the school. But perhaps in other ways? I don't know. But I will definitely do my best in ushering during gala dinner. Who knows. It might be my last chance to serve as a student councillor. woohoo. Indecisive. Bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's assembly was a special one for DHP students. Hmm it's only human to err but what's more important is that you learn from your mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes. It's also a virtue to forgive and forget =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright that's about it. I better go record down the programmes I have in my cute Monokuro Boo's notebook. And get started on my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Variety is the spice of life... You spice up my life magically too whee~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116039043206405050?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116039043206405050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116039043206405050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116039043206405050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116039043206405050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-day-d.html' title='HAPPY DAY :D'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116015566474593162</id><published>2006-10-07T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:07.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My signature colour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pink Chiffon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing saccharine about you ? your sweetness is one hundred percent natural! A gentle, thoughtful romantic like you must be paired with a color that's soft and warm ? but still has a subtle sophisticated sheen. That's why Pink Chiffon is the perfect color for you! You're probably known for making the most of every situation and trying to see the best in people. But while you may be cheerful and innocent at times, you're nobody's fool. You may see the world through rose-colored glasses, but you can still see, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you make wise insights time after time, it's probably your good nature and perpetual optimism that are what you're known for and what make you a joy to be around. Even those who sometimes make fun of your Pollyanna-like proclamations will turn to you when they need a friend and some cheering up. So keep pink, Chiffon. With you around, the world's a better place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/signaturecolor/"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/tests/signaturecolor/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hehe i suppose I am born to like pink. Or rather for pink to like me. wheeee ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116015566474593162?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116015566474593162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116015566474593162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116015566474593162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116015566474593162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-signature-colour.html' title='My signature colour'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116015488517103450</id><published>2006-10-07T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:07.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am allergic to</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;... Being Alone ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it might not be a medical diagnosis, but it seems like you're the type who might break into hives when forced to spend unwanted time alone. There's just something about togetherness that you crave. In fact, being with friends and family makes you feel most comfortable.Maybe it's your gregarious nature, maybe you just like to have company, or maybe you have so much to share that you need others around to absorb your knowledge and enthusiasm. Regardless of what you love about being one-on-one or in a group, one thing seems clear, you can feel a little sickly when you're on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/allergy/"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/tests/allergy/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This is somewhat true. Which explains why I value my friends and family so much (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116015488517103450?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116015488517103450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116015488517103450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116015488517103450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116015488517103450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-i-am-allergic-to.html' title='What I am allergic to'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116005931989908203</id><published>2006-10-05T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:06.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Astrological Chocolate Guide to Love</title><content type='html'>Wrapped in a heart-shaped box with a big bow -- or piece by piece savoring every magnificent morsel? Here's the Astrological insight into the way each Sun Sign craves and consumes chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries eats all of the chocolates in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus tends to buy two boxes and leave only the orange ones for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemini makes their chocolate choice by sticking their finger in each piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer draws it out to make even the smallest box last for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo likes to own all the chocolates first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo cuts their chocolates up into small, manageable bites with a knife and fork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra chooses two boxes of chocolates, white and dark; one for you, one for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpio can't resist rubbing the chocolates all over their partner and licking it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius only orders foreign chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn seeks perfection in picking truffles of the best variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius skips chocolates altogether -- they prefer a box of carob and raisin health bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces tends to share them all and forget to leave one for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://horoscopes.astrology.com/quiz/love/chocolate.html"&gt;http://horoscopes.astrology.com/quiz/love/chocolate.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116005931989908203?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116005931989908203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116005931989908203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116005931989908203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116005931989908203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/astrological-chocolate-guide-to-love.html' title='The Astrological Chocolate Guide to Love'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116005875769903351</id><published>2006-10-05T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:06.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching Dialogues</title><content type='html'>Boy gives Girl a box of heart-shaped chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I will have one whenever I feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Then I hope you will never have to eat the chocolate. (Indirect meaning: I hope you will be happy forever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy and Girl in their wedding suit and gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I have poor health and may not be able to take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Well then let me take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I am afraid I may collapse halfway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Then I will carry you and continue to walk this life journey with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET! (: (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116005875769903351?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116005875769903351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116005875769903351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116005875769903351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116005875769903351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/touching-dialogues.html' title='Touching Dialogues'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-116005376862948757</id><published>2006-10-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:05.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob-B-Hood</title><content type='html'>Watched Rob-B-Hood. Ate sushi for lunch. Bought my favourite honey almond. I am not feeling very happy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. I was offered free preview tickets to 'You, Me and Dupree' but I rejected the offer. Free tickets from a very kind lady. First time in my life being offered movie preview tickets and I have to reject it. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double dammit. Every book and even the movie I watched made me think of him. Funny eh. Anyway just a random thought and I really hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob-B-Hood. Fantastic movie! Action-packed, touching, CUTE. The baby rocks! Big eyes and sweet smile.  Everyone should watch it. If I have a chance I will definitely catch it again. That is if I am not broke. If you are feeling sad watch it. It can really crack you up. Whee. The movie just rocks! Louis Koo rocks rocks rocks! The baby boy rocks even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Taka and stepped into this Mid Autumn Fest Fiesta or something. Surrounded by all sorts of mooncakes and lanterns. It was a mistake to even step into there. Mooncakes. Can be seen but untouchable. I can't eat them. Maybe just one tomorrow but not today. People. So many people and it was so crowded. I can't stand crowded places. They simply give me headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's quite alot of shop at Taka. The library there is really neat. Shall go there again another time. The Kinokuniya rocks too. Whoa the large variety of books on horoscopes. Horoscope-studying should be made an official subject in schools =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not think too much but lately my mood has taken a turn for the worse. I don't know if it is because of my sudden change in diet. But whatever. I just get really catty sometimes. And beware. Just be careful not to step on my tail when I sink into bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Mid Autumn Festival. How should I celebrate it? No idea. As long as I restrain myself from consuming too many mooncakes. I really feel like trying the ice cream mooncakes from Haagen Daz. Coated with Belgian chocolate. Looks totally delicious. But nah. Not this year. Next year perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought I have gotten over you. But this belief has ceased to be true. Because of you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-116005376862948757?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116005376862948757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=116005376862948757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116005376862948757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/116005376862948757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/rob-b-hood.html' title='Rob-B-Hood'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115996985343799114</id><published>2006-10-04T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:04.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad vs Happy</title><content type='html'>I was quite determined to post some emo and self-demoralizing entry. I feel like ranting. Today is the first day since I got back from Nanjing that I felt like this. So self-worthless. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I said today seemed to oppose every other person's opinion. Haiya. I know that I shouldnt have made any judgement. Or rather I shouldnt have made public my judgement. Becos it is common sense that there will be people who oppose your judgement. Who am I to even judge I am not her and not him? I don't know her very well. I may not understand him as well as I thought. AND I don't know a single thing about love kaes. This reason is enough to take away my rights to judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea people may think that the guy is a loser who can't accept rejection but just how many people can accept rejection and get on with life la? Come'on laa. It's not that simple. Otherwise why would people describe love as a bottomless pit? And it's because of this monster named rejection, many people dare not confess. At least he has the courage to confess. It's not easy to progress from friends to lovers. Just a confession might just rip the friendship apart. So even if the rejection can be accepted, the fear and insecurity of maintaining the friendship is overwhelming enough to cause misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it clear. I am not making any judgement here. I am just stating my opinions. And I am not naming whoever I am talking about. If you think you know who I am talking about then that's that. But if you're wrong then too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the girl, there's nothing wrong with rejecting the guy since she has no feelings for him. I believe it's only right not to continue misleading the guy. I wouldnt rule out 'avoidance' as the best solution. Really. It might be cruel but well at least the pain is short-term. You can go back to being friends once he is able to manage his emotions well. There might be a psychological barrier but just take the time to overcome it laa. And guess what I think that friendships are more everlasting and reliable in the long run. Love's pretty much ephemeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also sometimes the actions and gestures of girls (I am speaking in general here) might mislead guys to think that the girls like them. Cos sometimes the gestures intended to be brotherly might just be mistaken. And usually the girls will do it unknowingly so it's not their faults. It's not the guys' faults too. Hello laa. We are talking about teenagers. Who's not curious about love. Who don't want true love?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the group of us, girls were talking about on the train, it's not hard to remain single and not have boyfriends in the next two years. This I totally agree. Reasons being I am not ready for commitment and I think it's safer to concentrate on studies since we don't have O'level certificate. Studies is more important. For I am a student. And looking at the small pool of guys in dhp, it is really not that hard. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back onto L-O-V-E, the complex yet sweet&lt;em&gt; thing. &lt;/em&gt;Well the complexity is enough to make someone's life miserable. BUT. Indulging in fantasy romance don't hurt. Neither does the indulging in astrology and horoscopes. I am currently itching to do some volunteer work. Ohya and sometimes what you think is a crush might just turn out to be merely an obsession. The guy/girl might be so obsessed that he/she let his/her whole world revolves around that particular guy/girl. That's so silly. But usually it's also done unknowingly. And the guy/girl may even find himself/herself silly when he/she looks back in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how complex it is. I am steering clear of this monster and keep this complexity out of my life. There's so much beauty in life to be admired and appreciated. And when you let your life revolves around another individual, you totally lose out on admiring and appreciating the people and things around you. The people who care and love you. The things which make your life beautiful. Dont' waste your life. Cos life is too short. And of cos the worst thing would be to entertain thoughts about shortening your already very short life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I heard a loud 'bang' from outside our flat just now. It was an accident near the pedestrians crossing. Accidents. See how uncertain life is. So uncertain that it makes me fear. Fear of what might happen the next second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again the motorists and motorcyclists at the two pedestrians crossing across my flat are really inconsiderate. They treat it like they own the road and they will just zoom past it. Ok not all. But there are quite a few. One day last few weeks when I was crossing the pedestrian crossing, this motorcyclist with another passenger on the back of his motorbike just zoomed past me after I increased my pace a bit. It was just a few centimetres away from me as it zoomed past me. Whoa I was so relieved after I reached the pathway in front of my flat. Narrow escape. And I am sure more blessings will follow. I am not ready to die young. I havent show enough appreciation for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. Finally ranted out what I wanted to say. Now I felt &lt;em&gt;lighter. &lt;/em&gt;No more heavy load stuck on me. Yes life should be like this. H-A-P-P-Y. There's no school tomorrow and on friday. Off-days. Tomorrow is truly an off-day. But friday, saturday and sunday are project-days. Have to complete two projects - CSP and UN Mock. I don't know what my programmes are for tomorrow. Not much plans yet. Might be going to the library if my friend remembers. After that I may just hm go walk around Singapore I guess. Ohya! Maybe go and admire those artworks at the link between Esplanade and Cityhall. I didnt get to admire the artworks when I went there for 'Forbidden City' musical. Yep... or maybe I can return to my primary school but the p6 students are having their PSLE Maths paper tomorrow. My brother's already asleep. Wish him all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left ankle swelled up again, after the sprain in Nanjing. It's only painful at times. Should be ok laa. Dont want to spend money and cause pain to myself by going to the physician. Just received Huang Lin's sms on a girls' outing at east coast tomorrow. Havent reply. Should I go? Not exactly feeling very social currently. Should consider first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's enrichment course at Ngee Ann rocks! Logic gates are so fun and the lecturer, Mr Choo is so humorous. Ah really enjoyed myself. I prefer the logic gates to oscilloscope. And I am definitely looking forward to more of such courses in the future. Physics is fun. I think I will be taking physics next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not sure about the subject combi I will be taking. Still deciding between Econs and Elit. I may take both but I am afraid that it might jeopardize my other subjects and that's the last thing that I want. Next year I should be focusing on studies and service learning I guess. I hope to be in the same class as JH, YL, YY and SM again. The probability of being in the same class as JH and YL is higher I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well. I am going off to watch tv and maybe continue the cross-stitching. I realised how difficult and tedious backstitching is! Argh. Alot of patience needed. Alright that's all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115996985343799114?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115996985343799114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115996985343799114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115996985343799114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115996985343799114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/sad-vs-happy.html' title='Sad vs Happy'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115980334852207260</id><published>2006-10-02T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:04.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bingo!</title><content type='html'>Annabel, you love to indulge in a Little Personal Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who's as on-the-go as you, the greatest indulgence of all is a hearty dose of rest and relaxation. Charming and fun, you love spending time with family and friends, but there's also a mellow and quiet side of you that relishes time alone with your thoughts.Whether you like to take long walks, catch an afternoon blockbuster, or check out a hip new art exhibit, you like exploring the world on your own terms and learning more about yourself in the process. Not one to harp on the past or obsess about the future, you have a confident and graceful way of savoring each experience as it comes. Stay cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115980334852207260?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115980334852207260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115980334852207260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115980334852207260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115980334852207260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/bingo.html' title='Bingo!'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115967941761290930</id><published>2006-10-01T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:03.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to blog about!</title><content type='html'>Today is 1 October. It's Singapore's Children's Day. It's China's National Day. It's Pei Yu's birthday and it's a brand new day which marks the start of a brand new month. Today is also the day when I will start working towards some of my newly-set goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start blogging about whatever I want to blog about, I would like to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Pei Yu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still halfway done making her present. I started on thursday and I am afraid I can't finish making it in time Oh no. I will try my best though (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright some of my newly-set goals... One of which is to start reading newspapers daily from today onwards. At least try to. I have lost touch with both local and world news during my two-week immersion in Nanjing. And I've been really lazy since I got back to flip the newspapers and dirty my hands with the ink. One thing that has been hindering me from reading the newspapers diligently is the ink. I just can't stand seeing my hands stained with the ink. But now I realised that the contents in the newspapers are worth the dirtying of my palms. Cheers my thinking has matured (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another goal is that i will start to attain healthy eating habits from today onwards. And to refrain myself from consuming too much calories. These can be sum up with a four-letter word starting with 'D' but I decided not to use that word. I have been using that word since dunno-how-many-year-ago and I havent manage to shed any kilos. So no point using it. It might just jinx my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent really thought about the other goals but wait till I have then I will blog about them. Today's Sunday Times is really interesting and informative. Go read it if you havent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first time I read majority of the news articles in the papers. Wheeeee~ There are two news articles about service learning. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently at &lt;a href="http://www.lifebeforedeath.org.sg"&gt;www.lifebeforedeath.org.sg&lt;/a&gt; It is a website created for a cancer patient, Mohammad Abdooh and it features his last days as his cancer is in the final stage. A video will be posted every two weeks and the sad thing is no one knows how many episodes there will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's filled with uncertainties and this is a real life example. That is why we must love and appreciate life, love and appreciate the beauty of life. The video introduction is really thought-provoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah alright i shall continue blogging later. Gonna browse the website. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115967941761290930?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115967941761290930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115967941761290930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115967941761290930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115967941761290930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-much-to-blog-about.html' title='So much to blog about!'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115953240367723646</id><published>2006-09-29T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:03.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Banquet</title><content type='html'>Caught The Banquet with Huang Lin, Pei Xin, Qian Bing, Fang Ming, Joanne and Li Wen just now at Lido. Didn't arrange to go out with them initially but met them at the bus stop and so decided to go with them since my date with my pri sch teacher and friends has been cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HL, PX and I went to Far East to have Oyster Mee Sua. I didn't order that but ordered some sausage egg cheese crepe thingy which is super nice but oily. And it's fried. Yea my sore throat's never gonna to heal. too bad &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lido ppl made things difficult for us by not allowing us to get tickets at first lor. But eventually we got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Banquet's quite nice. Another version of Hamlet. It's NC16 so it's bloody as expected. I like the twist in the ending, excluding all the blood. The beginning part... was kinda slow-paced and I almost fell asleep. Not a bad movie. A pretty good one to end my week though. shall rate it a 6.5/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we walked to Orchard MRT and since today's Huang Lin's birthday we decided to get her something. PX waited with HL at the station while the rest of us went off in search of ... a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a strawberry one at Breadtalk since FM said that HL don't like chocolate cakes. Then we went wondering how to get a lighter to light the candle. FM borrowed one from this restaurant. haha super funny. and she held the lighter the wrong way. Scare us all la. Then we lighted the candle and started to walk towards the mrt station holding the cake with the lighted candle. hey we looked super comical. Then we passed HL her cake and sang her a super loud birthday song right there at the junction between the orchard station and ngee ann city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUANG LIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next movie I so want to catch is ... Jackie Chan's Rob-B-Hood. Got charismatic Louis Koo leh, my all time favourite shuai ge~ Anyone on for watching that? I didnt get to watch Singapore Dreaming but it's ok... And HL also watched 'John Tucker Must Die' yesterday. What a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea we got our exam scripts back today. I am quite satisfied with my results. I managed to pass all... which is a good thing. After coming back home from the movie, I became kinda moody. Cant blame me. Sometimes I wonder if I am giving away too much, too much for myself to cope. The toll on my emotions. What if one day I cant take it any longer and I just collapse. Nah I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to some not-so-emo stuff. I just realised that Cecilia aka my Mdm oso analyses horoscopes and she knows way more than I do. She really studies in depth but I just know a bit of stuff about every horoscope which is kinda like a loser. She 'reminded' just now that Geminis top the fickle list, Aquarius next and Libra last. These three signs are all air signs. All flexible and free but fickle. Wahaha. HL and I admit that we are fickle. But well I supposed there will be a time when the fickleness will be gone la. Anyway Geminis are not supposed to have early marriages. Late marriages suit them better as they are more mature then. Otherwise their marriages usually end up in divorces. This is according to some horoscope books I read. It's just in general. Yea no offence kaes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'Do Re Mi Fa So' romance novel's halfway read. It's really interesting and the male protagonist in the book is oh-so-damn sweet. I shall go continue reading and maybe do some cross-stitching. Later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart lives for your heart but you do not see me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115953240367723646?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115953240367723646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115953240367723646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115953240367723646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115953240367723646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/banquet.html' title='The Banquet'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115944729802150716</id><published>2006-09-28T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:02.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever vs Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>I have a fever but I want to eat an ice cream. My granny bought some Cornette ice creams and I am dying to eat them. Sheesh. let me try to suppress my craving for a few minutes and if unsuccessful I will be away savouring a yummy ice cream (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm I read shumin's blog. Her latest post is supposed to be pictorial fun-filled but apparently her blog has some problem and I can't see the pictures! there's supposedly a photo of me labelled 'diot bel' and she nicknamed me 'lovesick goddess'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my sister. I am so NOT love sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already surrounded by love from friends and family. So loved that I felt so blessed. But I know her 'lovesick' refers to those boyfriend type but hello I am not ready to commit and currently indulging in my fantasy romance... which is oh-so-sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha Did I tell you that my new handphone's such a beau? Love it to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 'John Tucker Must Die' with Pei Yu at Cine just now. Cool and funny but I will rate it as so-so cos I didn't like the ending. I was hoping John Tucker would change and become faithful but well I guess the film maker insisted on the 'A leopard never changes its spot' logic. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rope burn wound on my left hand is turning out to be pretty ugly. Grr I am tempted to peel off the dead skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this post I guess. I am going off to gulp down gallons of water to fight my fever and maybe treat myself to an ice cream. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a blessing to give than to receive. That I have always believed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115944729802150716?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115944729802150716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115944729802150716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115944729802150716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115944729802150716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/fever-vs-ice-cream.html' title='Fever vs Ice Cream'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115936716433445222</id><published>2006-09-27T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I feel happy cos I've got a brand new phone which is a real beau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick cos I've a major headache that has been pestering me since this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing reflections for my China Immersion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like watching Singapore Dreaming before it stops showing in cinemas. Anyone on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go do my reflections, gobble up some tablets to cure my headaches, pack my bag and head to bed. Cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow shall be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115936716433445222?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115936716433445222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115936716433445222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115936716433445222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115936716433445222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115936701713277541</id><published>2006-09-27T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:02.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posts from BSP Camp</title><content type='html'>Back from Suntec City with a headache. I went with a headache then was ok when I was buying a handphone and then it came back to haunt me. I so HATE headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a happy thing is I BOUGHT A NEW PHONE... whee. samsung e900. It's a classic beauty. I love it to bits. My beau (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I was clearing and checking the messages on my handphone then I found 2 smses which I used to type my blog posts during BSP Camp in June this year. I was wondering if I should delete and forget about it but my decision in the end was to come online and blog it. Actually its nothing much. If you're interested, continue reading. Otherwise kindly click on the white cross in the red box on the top right hand corner of your monitor. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I dunno the order of the entries, and there are somemore entries written on foolscap papers... another time... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently at the third lecture of the camp. Sitting at the front row and the speaker kept looking over at the sector my group is sitting in. I am trying not to fall asleep but it is hard cos everyone else' s falling asleep. And I am suddenly having second thoughts about going to CampERCI. I'll have to travel to Bukit Timah for the camp but well it's a service learning camp ohwells. I am just being hesitant. I will go in the end. Boring lecture. 40 minutes to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving SSS now for DHS. I have this unwillingness to leave. An unknown unwillingness to break camp. The sky is blue. The grass is green. Nothing has changed but camp has ended. The facils are going out for dinner together at Causeway Point but I cant go cos I am meeting Jason and team for my POH project. Just now I handed out the messages that Shu Min and I wrote for the other facils. Then I like bu she de. Hm I may not've enjoyed the camp totally but it definitely made up part of my memories. Especially being the facil of shaolin, I may not be very close to them but they are really a wonderful lot. They wrote me a note and gave me their flag. They also seemed to like the bookmarks I made for them very much. BSP camp may not be the best but it is definitely not the worst (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115936701713277541?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115936701713277541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115936701713277541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115936701713277541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115936701713277541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/posts-from-bsp-camp.html' title='Posts from BSP Camp'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115932634974988447</id><published>2006-09-27T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:01.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore throat, headache, flu</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning with a really bad headache. And then I realised that I have a badly-blocked nose , fortunately I was still breathing. Ha that's one thing I am truly thankful for. I walked out of my bedroom, complaining about my illnesses and only to realise that there's no breakfast prepared for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so used to life in Nanjing when a sumptuous spread of food would be prepared as my breakfast and back in Singapore? Everything changes. It's gonna take me quite some time to get used of it and revert back to my not-pampered lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, my dad returned home a while later with a packet of noodles. MY BREAKFAST. whee. But I was feeling super down la... all the flu and headaches are really making me miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Shu Min gave me the link to a  video on youtube.com featuring a MV of 'What Dreams Are Made Of' - ballad version. Aw. Now I am feeling better but my head's still spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Crap. These three days since I reached Singapore from Nanjing, I have a weird appetite. When I see food, I feel like vomitting. I dont even feel like eating. The only time when I can eat is at home when there's home cooked food. When I see the food at the foodcourts or restaurants, my appetite's gone and I dont feel like eating anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad. I will be meeting up my pri sch friends and teacher for lunch this friday. How am I going to eat and chat happily with this weird appetite of mine? When I see food and I dont feel like eating, guess what. I will start playing with it. Not that I want. Is just that I will try to pick it up and eat it but the coordination between my hand and brain's just not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so hate eating now. And I am eating just to survive. Cos I want to live longer. There's still many places I havent been to, many types of coffee I havent tried, many sceneries I havent view, many mandopop tunes I havent listen to and of cos many people to whom I havent said 'I love you' to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life may be short but I want to live for as long as I can. Just so that I wont die with regrets (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh good news people. I am not snacking anymore. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115932634974988447?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115932634974988447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115932634974988447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115932634974988447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115932634974988447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/sore-throat-headache-flu.html' title='Sore throat, headache, flu'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115932488784146987</id><published>2006-09-27T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:01.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Dreams Are Made Of (Hilary Duff)</title><content type='html'>Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?&lt;br /&gt;I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright&lt;br /&gt;When i see you smile and i go&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;i would never want to miss this&lt;br /&gt;cuz in my heart i know what this is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;I've got somewhere i belong&lt;br /&gt;I've got somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered what life is about?&lt;br /&gt;You could search the world and never figure it out&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to sail all the oceans&lt;br /&gt;no no no&lt;br /&gt;happiness is no mystery and&lt;br /&gt;here now it's you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;(This is what dreams are made of)&lt;br /&gt;shout to the sky&lt;br /&gt;(This is what dreams are made of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i see u smile and i go&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my life was duller&lt;br /&gt;Now everything's technicolor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey now)&lt;br /&gt;(Hey now)&lt;br /&gt;Hey now&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just listened to this this morning for the first time and I am in love with it already.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115932488784146987?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115932488784146987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115932488784146987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115932488784146987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115932488784146987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-dreams-are-made-of-hilary-duff.html' title='What Dreams Are Made Of (Hilary Duff)'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115915624376328795</id><published>2006-09-25T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:00.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Singapore</title><content type='html'>whee reached Singapore last night. I was feeling terrible during the flight. Watched 'Over the Hedge'... very nice and cute. After my family fetched me from the airport, we went to the East Coast Lagoon Food Village to have dinner. Whee Singapore food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad to be back in my homeland. Except that I have a terrible sore throat and that I dont get emperor treatment anymore. boohoo. haha now I have a godmom, goddad and godsis in Nanjing. How blessed I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more good thing is that I can get a new phone!!! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and we only need to return to school on thurs! But we will be getting back our exam papers. Nah not to worry. anyway I had a nightmare about my Chinese exam paper last night. I think i dreamt that i failed. ah =( touch wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought more than 10 Chinese romance novels from China! Ha. Gonna indulge myself in those fairytale romance these days. Love in real life's soooo complicated that I'd rather stay single. Love in those romance are so pure and sweet. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright I shall blog again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115915624376328795?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115915624376328795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115915624376328795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115915624376328795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115915624376328795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-in-singapore.html' title='Back in Singapore'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115815660796997545</id><published>2006-09-13T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:00.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging in Nanjing</title><content type='html'>I am using my buddy's laptop to blog now. Have been chatting online with my friends and offline with my buddy for quite a while. Today's a tiring day but it was fun. Aiya I think I should go off le. We were chatting about so much just now that my buddy cannot concentrate on doing her hw. ah evil me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a great time in Nanjing with my buddy and host family. I miss Singapore but not exactly home sick. I am less phobic towards dogs but gain a phobia towards spiral staircases. Yep I am happier every day and yea my chinese has improved tremendously whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog again next time. I write diary entries every day so not to worry about me forgetting the details. alright gtg cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115815660796997545?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115815660796997545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115815660796997545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115815660796997545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115815660796997545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/blogging-in-nanjing.html' title='Blogging in Nanjing'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115781804009391762</id><published>2006-09-10T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:17:00.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanjing Trip Part II</title><content type='html'>I am still awake. I have finished packing my stuff for the trip. Listening to the song 'Di Yi Tian' on fm933. Shall go off after I listen to it. I can't find my polyclinic medication... have to ask my mom tmr. That's the consequence of last minute packing. I am feeling numb. This is a choiceless trip. But I am blessed enough to have a nice buddy. But right now and right here, I am not excited. My heart feels heavy once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song has ended. But I don't want to go off yet. Sheesh. I hope I won't shed any tear at the airport tmr. 2 weeks only ma. Scared what. Brave through the storm and be a warrior, bel. GO GO GO. Conquer your fears and you will ascend to greater heights. BE STRONG, DON'T CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I said the wrong thing to someone. Me and my big mouth. Alright I am off to Nanjing. I may blog there if my buddy allows me to use her computer. Otherwise I will write my blogposts in my new notebook then post them when I get back on the 24 of Sep. Ha I just remember I never post the posts that I wrote at BSP camp wahaha. another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYA. Take care everyone. All the best for those taking O'levels and those with upcoming tests and exams. Thank you and sorry to Jason, Boon Kian and Sun Lu that I can't help anymore with the report. But I am crossing my fingers for our team to be shortlisted and hope to receive good news when I get back. CYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss Singapore and you whole people loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to leave but I have to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115781804009391762?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115781804009391762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115781804009391762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115781804009391762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115781804009391762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanjing-trip-part-ii.html' title='Nanjing Trip Part II'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115780576209456551</id><published>2006-09-09T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:59.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanjing Trip</title><content type='html'>Just eleven more hours to go before I head for Nanjing, China. Mixed feelings I have now. My buddy's a really nice girl and she told me she has a doggie. Waha hope I can stay calm and not start screaming when I see that doggie. Whee at least I can experience how it feels like to have a pet for a week? I am looking forward to meeting my buddy and her family. But I don't feel like leaving Singapore, leaving everything behind... though it's for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna miss Singapore and I know I will miss Nanjing when I am back in Singapore two weeks later. But at least I know I have a hospitable host to make my first week stay a pleasant one. How blessed I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is these things that make life wonderful, that make life worth living, that make life... life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the 'Forbidden City' musical at the Esplanade just now. I happened to meet YY at City Hall Stn. We are so fated cann. Initially we arranged to meet up at 2pm at City Hall then I thought I'll be late and told her to go herself first. Then we ended on the same train and only 1 cabin away from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah how nice life is sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the musical very much. Some of the lyrics are really meaningful. I didn't buy the cd nor the booklet. Cos I have everything stored in my mind. Some lyrics which I like: (Some might not be correct so I can't exactly remember hee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why love when love hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Why love when love ends&lt;br /&gt;Why love when there is peace in making friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Children need mother&lt;br /&gt;lovers need each other&lt;br /&gt;rivers need sea&lt;br /&gt;prisons need key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha that's all I can remember... I feel like how the Empress felt sometimes. That no one understands, that no one cares. But I think when you look around you, you might find love. Love comes in many forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I feel loved by my family... cos of this Nanjing trip. I feel loved by my Nanjing buddy cos of the friendly emails she sent me. I feel loved by my friends when they tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Love is everywhere. Look around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent finish packing for Nanjing. There's so much to bring and I think I may not be able to sleep tonight. Cos I may just wake up and keep checking if I left anything out. Gonna wake up at 4am, that is if I am able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40% excited.&lt;br /&gt;20% worried.&lt;br /&gt;20% scared&lt;br /&gt;20% UNDEFINED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR EVERYTHING &lt;3 CYA TWO WEEKS LATER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the meantime, love and be loved (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115780576209456551?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115780576209456551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115780576209456551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115780576209456551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115780576209456551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/nanjing-trip.html' title='Nanjing Trip'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115771118933706630</id><published>2006-09-08T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:59.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Time Management</title><content type='html'>Are you Clockwise?&lt;br /&gt;Find out if you're in clock shock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TICK CLOCKED (16-30 POINTS)&lt;br /&gt;You're OK with being where you need to be and doing what you need to do, but there is a big difference between being in time and being on time. Wouldn't it be nice to just be able to sit back and relax once in a while, instead of constantly playing catchup? Pick up a daily or monthly planner so you can see the big picture a little better, or learn to use the empty time of waiting to complete assignments tasks that will give you a little more personal time at the end of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115771118933706630?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115771118933706630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115771118933706630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115771118933706630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115771118933706630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-poor-time-management.html' title='My Poor Time Management'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332325.post-115770702764563658</id><published>2006-09-08T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:58.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How true.</title><content type='html'>Are You A Star Crossed Lover?&lt;br /&gt;Who is your perfect date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grounded-Girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an amazingly earthy girl. You have strong confidence in your own judgment; being in a relationship with an equal brings out the best in you. You will not hesitate to compromise if you feel it is the fair thing to do. You are not a clinging vine nor will you go against your principals just to be with someone. You plan way ahead and usually have your mind made up long before a decision is needed. You would rather stay at home and read a good book or work on a report that you want to get an A on than go out with someone that does not interest you. You are cautious about your feelings and work hard at not getting your feelings hurt. You will walk away from a confrontation if there is a chance of making a fool of yourself. Relationships do not come easily for earthy girls - many of them are loners. Trust is SO important to you that you will not give your heart away too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girlzone.com/quizzler/StarCrossedLovers_qu.html"&gt;http://www.girlzone.com/quizzler/StarCrossedLovers_qu.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332325-115770702764563658?l=bel-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/115770702764563658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332325&amp;postID=115770702764563658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115770702764563658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332325/posts/default/115770702764563658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bel-memories.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-true.html' title='How true.'/><author><name>Bel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
