<?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-6099498022984271824</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:27:59.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Box of Chocolate</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is like a box of chocolate. sound similiar...kekeke
Some are sweet, some are bitter, some are made of wine, some are made of fruits.  There are so many types of chocolate that we can taste, just like our lives it full of sweet memories, bad experiences, strong emotions, crazy ideas... life is like a box of chocolate</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-6677244772566120941</id><published>2009-10-23T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:39:05.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Working Style</title><content type='html'>You have a great deal of warmth, but may not show it until you know a person well. You keep your warm side inside, like a fur-lined coat. When you are care, you care deeply, but are more likely to show your feeling by deeds rather than words. You are very faithful to duties and obligations related to things or people you care about.&lt;br /&gt;You take a very personal approach to life, judging everything by your inner ideals and personal values. You stick to your values with passionate conviction, but can be influenced by someone you care deeply about. Although your inner loyalties and ideals govern your lives, you find these hard to talk about. Your deepest feelings are seldom expressed; your inner tenderness is masked by quiet reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In everyday activities you are tolerant, open-mind, flexible, and adaptable. If one of your inner loyalties is threatened, though, you will not give and inch. You usually enjoy the present moment, and do not like to spoil it by rushing to get thing done. You have little wish to impress or dominate. The people you prize the most are those who take the time to understand your values and the goals you are working toward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are interested mainly in the realities brought to you by your senses, both inner and outer. You are apt to enjoy fields where taste, discrimination, and a sense of beauty and proportion are important. You have a special love of nature and a sympathy with animals. You often excel in craftsmanship and the work of your hands is usually more eloquent than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are twice as good when working at a job that you believe in, since your feeling adds energy to your efforts. You see the needs of the moment and try to meet them. You want your work to contribute to something that matters to you-- human understanding, happiness, or health. You want to have a purpose beyond your paycheck, no matter how big the check. You are perfectionists whenever you deeply care about something, and are particularly suited for work that requires both devotion and a large measure of adaptability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem for you is that you may feel such a contrast between your inner ideals and your actual accomplishments that you may burden yourself with a sense of inadequacy. This can be true even when you are being as effective as others. You take for granted anything you do well and are the most modest of all the types, tending to underrate and understate yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important for you to find practical ways to express your ideals; otherwise you will keep dreaming of the impossible and accomplish very little. If you find no actions to express your ideal, you can become too sensitive and vulnerable, with dwindling confidence in life and in yourself. Actually, you have much to give and need only to find the spot where you are needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test47.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-6677244772566120941?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6677244772566120941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6677244772566120941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-working-style.html' title='Your Working Style'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2900488495171745702</id><published>2009-03-12T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:35:44.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The House</title><content type='html'>This is interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your house tells the world that you ought to be a leader. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your house and family. You are a gifted artist as well. You are very tidy person. There's nothing wrong with that because you're pretty popular among friends. You often come up with solutions to problems. Your life is always full of changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You always have plans on your mind. This might cause a lot of stress if things don't go the way you expect. You have a strong personality and you like to command, influence and control people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you long for love. It also safe to say that others don't see you as a flirt. You don't think much about yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test48.aspx?cmd=07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2900488495171745702?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2900488495171745702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2900488495171745702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/03/house.html' title='The House'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-4583274889635529064</id><published>2009-03-12T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:13:39.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Hidden Talent</title><content type='html'>The Mass Communicator&lt;br /&gt;You have a cheerful personality and you are a naturally kind person. Your hidden talent isn't really that hidden at all: you shine among a crowd. You would make an ideal news announcer, flight attendant or model - any position that would give you an opportunity to deal with plenty of people. A tip for you is to avoid getting too deeply involved in others' personal lives - otherwise you might find yourself constantly being asked for help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-4583274889635529064?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4583274889635529064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4583274889635529064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/03/your-hidden-talent.html' title='Your Hidden Talent'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-5342948576474538961</id><published>2009-03-12T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:09:02.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What type of personality do you have?</title><content type='html'>Here is another quiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet. Everybody likes to be around people with your personality. Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as confident. You look mature and people respect you. People with this kind of character are few and far between. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test79.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-5342948576474538961?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5342948576474538961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5342948576474538961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-type-of-personality-do-you-have.html' title='What type of personality do you have?'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-7097878553737715943</id><published>2009-03-12T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:02:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to know yourself better</title><content type='html'>Did a quiz and here is my result....Quite interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. &lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success. &lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working. &lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can try it at http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-7097878553737715943?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7097878553737715943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7097878553737715943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-to-know-yourself-better.html' title='Get to know yourself better'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-4686510267555021272</id><published>2009-02-19T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:44:58.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queenie in the house</title><content type='html'>Queenie have stayed with me for 1 week le...My parents are beginning to accept her, esp my mom, she even show Queenie off to the neighbours... yipee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is well received by my colleagues too.Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has attracted a few customers to stop by my workplace... my colleagues and I joked that she can be the "招财狗"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times she will be naughty too...like peeing and shiting at the wrong places and I will have to beat her backside and scold her and she knows.  After that she will come near me and "sha jiao".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times she is very sleepy..slept whole day still can sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times she will be super active and will run all over the places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I thank God for her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-4686510267555021272?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4686510267555021272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4686510267555021272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/02/queenie-in-house.html' title='Queenie in the house'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2946825793156100647</id><published>2009-02-19T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:34:46.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURRENDERED TRUST</title><content type='html'>Received this many months ago from a CG friend didnt open my email till now....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times many of us tend to rush or try to plan for God....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all will have to learn to surrender our life and trust God who is in control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Reuben &amp; Sarah Morgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is the thought of lives surrendered to God. A picture of arms wide open and an "I'll do anything Lord" attitude that spends time inquiring after God. Haste and insecurity however, stand on the flip side of this picture and we find ourselves in a state of worry and confusion, rushing on again without waiting on the Lord, perhaps we find His ways "too slow". Whilst not giving up on God entirely, we seem to, all too often, take matters into our own hands, asking God to instead "bless these plans I have made". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to trust God with my life on which I've written, Surrendered to You Lord is a life long lesson of learning and learning again. In the 'valley of decision', from the working out of call, to a season of change and seeking new direction, the challenge is making these vital decisions from a position of Trusting God. C.S. Lewis said "Good and evil both increase at compound interest. That is why the little decisions you and I make every day are of such infinite importance". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the book of Ephesians tells us, God is and has been for a long time, at work in the earth and you and I are privileged enough to be a part of what He is already doing! Like soil is to a potentially sprouting seed, surrender and trust must partner together, surrendered to God and trusting Him to lead us on every step of life's journey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In I Samuel 9-10, we see God's intervening hand at work in the life of Saul. For Saul, trusting God essential. God worked within the boundaries of Saul's movements in order that His plan to make him king would be outworked. Saul needed God to show him (1) he really was meant to be king and (2) he was capable of the task at hand. In the form of Samuel's predictions, God promised Saul three signs (chapter 10); that he could put the past behind him (v2), an assurance that the Israelites would recognize him as king (vv. 3-4) and an assurance that he had the necessary gifts and abilities for this task of leadership. The fulfilment of these signs gave Saul full confidence to act as king, because God would clearly be with him, having already equipped him with the Spirit of the Lord God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I seek God and pray and ask Him to show me what He wants. Sometimes I pray for a sign and sometimes I feel that I should simply be in tune with God's Holy Spirit and knowingly walk out His will. God does not intend for confusion to surround His will. Even King Saul in the Old Testament required God to confirm that which He was asking him to do and then he still needed God's encouragement that he could do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen in our lives if when in times of decision, we chose to concern ourselves with obedience that comes through relationship with God and knowing His word rather than striving to reveal for God His "perfect and divine will"? What would happen if instead of fretting, we chose to trust God even when heaven may appear silent and take a step forward into what looks to be the way ahead. Do you believe that our God is able to direct or even redirect your steps? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book of James and in chapter 1, James encourages the church to live lives that are shaped out of God's Word. The Message reads "So throw all spoiled virtue and cancerous evil in the garbage. In simple humility, let our gardener, God, landscape you with the Word, making a salvation garden of your life." It goes on to say "But whoever catches a glimpse of the revealed counsel of God (the free life!) even out of the corner of his eye, and sticks with it, is not a distracted scatterbrain but a man or woman of action. That person will find delight and affirmation in the action." (Jas 1:25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After praying all night, Jesus, in Luke 6:12-16, chose twelve disciples and designated the apostles. We learn from Jesus' example that after committing our circumstances to the Lord and waiting on Him, there will come a time when you and I are faced with the need to make decisions. George Moore said "The difficulty in life is the choice". Fulton J Sheen said "Nature gives man corn but he must grind it; God gives man a will but he must make the right choices". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easier said than done to make a good decision. Let me share two things with you that I find helpful in my own life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Circumstances: Recognize that God is in control of your life and will use your experiences to direct you. Consider the circumstances surrounding before you make a final decision. Think about the practicalities including the spiritual elements, the financial, the emotional, social and the physical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Counsel: Take time to listen to what other respected Christians have to say. Proverbs tells us that "Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisors they succeed" (Prov 15:22). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we choose to wait on God and trust that He will lead us and guide us into His will for our lives - lives that are truly surrendered to what God would have for us: waiting, trusting, obeying and moving forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2005 Reuben &amp; Sarah Morgan. For further resources from Reuben &amp; Sarah Morgan check out [www.fivelines.com]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2946825793156100647?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2946825793156100647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2946825793156100647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/02/surrendered-trust.html' title='SURRENDERED TRUST'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-5195623231611737772</id><published>2009-02-04T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:45:02.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queenie</title><content type='html'>I intend to bring Queenie back on 13 Feb 09... Praying hard that my parent will accept her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee....I can bring her to work...guess she will need to follow where I go till my parents get use to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-5195623231611737772?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5195623231611737772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5195623231611737772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/02/queenie.html' title='Queenie'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2180057909695777012</id><published>2009-02-02T14:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:18:44.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>This year's CNY was very simple....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day went to my aunt's place, my parents' friend hous and my 大姑's place and went back.  After all these years, I got some angbao today.... S$210.00 haha Thank God for Angbao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day went to Justin's place and went out with Adam, Joc n Von for dinner and a movie "all ends well" good show.  Then went for a drink at HK cafe, went to Bugis with Adam wanting to go for KTV @ top1 with JY &amp; Tris, but we end up in Meridien and played LANs - left for dead (or something like tt)first time playing, super kan cheong.... dead a few times and they hv to keep saving me... Thanks for the patience guys... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day stayed at home the whole day, wanted to meet Lennie n Shan for dinner, but end up only me and Shan and we wne to watch Red cliff II - great show, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.... received another 2 angbaos from mum n boss haha S$100.00.  wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年一定 "Huat" ah!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2180057909695777012?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2180057909695777012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2180057909695777012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/02/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-4718206920094509591</id><published>2009-01-21T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:13:08.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test</title><content type='html'>Thought it will be good to do a personality test at the beginning of the year and see there are any changes and true enough there are. From a S. D., I'm now officially an I. D.  Truely, I am who I am... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foe those who are interested, here is my result and those of you who are interested to do, you may go to the website attached below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idy,&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is Sanguine Choleric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy  Strength:1 Weakness:3 10%&lt;br /&gt;Phlegmatic  Strength:4 Weakness:4 20%&lt;br /&gt;Sanguine  Strength:7 Weakness:8 38%&lt;br /&gt;Choleric  Strength:8 Weakness:5 33%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may want to review the definitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your test results are available at http://www.oneishy.com/personality/results/4098d09b0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking the personality test. Pass the link on to your friends so you can learn about their personalities. http://oneishy.com/personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strengths of a Sanguine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Extrovert | The Talker | The Optimist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sanguine's Emotions &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appealing personality &lt;br /&gt;Talkative, Storyteller &lt;br /&gt;Life of the Party &lt;br /&gt;Good sense of humor &lt;br /&gt;Memory for color &lt;br /&gt;Physically holds on to listener &lt;br /&gt;Emotional and demonstrative &lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic and expressive &lt;br /&gt;Cheerful and bubbling over &lt;br /&gt;Curious &lt;br /&gt;Good on stage &lt;br /&gt;Wide-eyed and innocent &lt;br /&gt;Lives in the present &lt;br /&gt;Changeable disposition &lt;br /&gt;Sincere at heart &lt;br /&gt;Always a child &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sanguine As A Parent&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Makes Home Fun &lt;br /&gt;Is liked by children's friends &lt;br /&gt;Turns disaster into humor &lt;br /&gt;Is the circus master &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sanguine At Work&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Volunteers for Jobs &lt;br /&gt;thinks up new activities &lt;br /&gt;Looks great on the Surface &lt;br /&gt;Creative and colorful &lt;br /&gt;Has energy and enthusiasm &lt;br /&gt;Starts in a flashy way &lt;br /&gt;Inspires others to join &lt;br /&gt;charms others to work &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sanguine As a Friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes friends easily &lt;br /&gt;Loves People &lt;br /&gt;Thrives on compliments &lt;br /&gt;Seems exciting &lt;br /&gt;envied by others &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't hold grudges &lt;br /&gt;apologizes quickly &lt;br /&gt;Prevents dull moments &lt;br /&gt;Likes spontaneous activities &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weaknesses of a Sanguine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sanguine's Emotions &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compulsive talker &lt;br /&gt;Exaggerates and elaborates &lt;br /&gt;Dwells on trivia &lt;br /&gt;Can't remember names &lt;br /&gt;Scares others off &lt;br /&gt;Too happy for some &lt;br /&gt;Has restless energy &lt;br /&gt;Egotistical &lt;br /&gt;Blusters and complains &lt;br /&gt;Naive, gets taken in &lt;br /&gt;Has loud voice and laugh &lt;br /&gt;Controlled by circumstances &lt;br /&gt;Gets angry easily &lt;br /&gt;Seems phony to some &lt;br /&gt;Never Grows Up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sanguine As A Parent&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Keeps home in a frenzy &lt;br /&gt;Forgets children's appointments &lt;br /&gt;disorganized &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't listen to the whole story &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sanguine At Work &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would rather talk &lt;br /&gt;forgets obligations &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't follow through &lt;br /&gt;Confidence fades fast &lt;br /&gt;Undisciplined &lt;br /&gt;Priorities out of order &lt;br /&gt;Decides by feelings &lt;br /&gt;Easily distracted &lt;br /&gt;Wastes time talking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sanguine As a Friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hates to be alone &lt;br /&gt;Needs to be center stage &lt;br /&gt;Wants to be popular &lt;br /&gt;Looks for credit &lt;br /&gt;dominates conversations &lt;br /&gt;Interrupts and doesn't listen &lt;br /&gt;answers for others &lt;br /&gt;Fickle and forgetful &lt;br /&gt;Makes excuses &lt;br /&gt;Repeats stories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strengths of a Choleric&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Extrovert | The Doer | The Optimist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Choleric's Emotions&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Born leader &lt;br /&gt;Dynamic and active &lt;br /&gt;Compulsive need for change &lt;br /&gt;Must correct wrongs &lt;br /&gt;Strong-willed and decisive &lt;br /&gt;Unemotional &lt;br /&gt;Not easily discouraged &lt;br /&gt;Independent and self sufficient &lt;br /&gt;Exudes confidence &lt;br /&gt;Can run anything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Choleric As A Parent&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Exerts sound leadership &lt;br /&gt;Establishes Goals &lt;br /&gt;Motivates family to action &lt;br /&gt;Knows the right answer &lt;br /&gt;Organizes household &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Choleric At Work&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Goal oriented &lt;br /&gt;Sees the whole picture &lt;br /&gt;Organizes well &lt;br /&gt;Seeks practical solutions &lt;br /&gt;Moves quickly to action &lt;br /&gt;Delegates work &lt;br /&gt;Insists on production &lt;br /&gt;Makes the goal &lt;br /&gt;Stimulates activity &lt;br /&gt;Thrives on opposition &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Choleric As a Friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has little need for friends &lt;br /&gt;Will work for group activity &lt;br /&gt;Will lead and organize &lt;br /&gt;Is usually right &lt;br /&gt;Excels in emergencies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weaknesses of a Choleric&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Choleric's Emotions &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bossy &lt;br /&gt;Impatient &lt;br /&gt;Quick-tempered &lt;br /&gt;Can't Relax &lt;br /&gt;Too impetuous &lt;br /&gt;Enjoys controversy and arguments &lt;br /&gt;Won't give up when loosing &lt;br /&gt;Comes on too strong &lt;br /&gt;Inflexible &lt;br /&gt;Is not complimentary &lt;br /&gt;Dislikes tears and emotions &lt;br /&gt;Is unsympathetic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Choleric As A Parent &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tends to over dominate &lt;br /&gt;Too busy for family &lt;br /&gt;Gives answers too quickly &lt;br /&gt;Impatient with poor performance &lt;br /&gt;Won't let children relax &lt;br /&gt;May send them into depression &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Choleric At Work &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little tolerance for mistakes &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't analyze details &lt;br /&gt;Bored by trivia &lt;br /&gt;May make rash decisions &lt;br /&gt;May be rude or tactless &lt;br /&gt;Manipulates people &lt;br /&gt;Demanding of others &lt;br /&gt;End justifies the means &lt;br /&gt;Work may become his god &lt;br /&gt;Demands loyalty in the ranks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Choleric As a Friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tends to use people &lt;br /&gt;Dominates others &lt;br /&gt;Knows everything &lt;br /&gt;Decides for others &lt;br /&gt;Can do everything better &lt;br /&gt;Is to independent &lt;br /&gt;Possessive of friends and mate &lt;br /&gt;Can't say, "I'm Sorry" &lt;br /&gt;May be right, but unpopular &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Personality test are just a guide of what is your personlity are currently, It will change as we move on in life etc.  So will be good to find out what is yr personality from time to time. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-4718206920094509591?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4718206920094509591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4718206920094509591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2009/01/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-1498268490296992531</id><published>2008-08-03T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:05:06.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace!!!</title><content type='html'>I have gotten the longest MCs in my life yet....6 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my old injury, i'm confined to bed for the last 3 days and movement in the house till Tue 5 Aug when I go and visit Orthopedic Clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relapse came back since last Sun, sharp pain when I stand up and when I walk my right leg was in pain and no strength. I was getting better and was looking forward for the performance on Sat.  Then Thurs morning, relapse came back again, this time worse, my back n leg became very painful, I cant even sit up properly.  Thus Doc gave me 6 days MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to miss the performance and The dialect team have to last min do adjustments due to my absence.  Thanks guys for understanding, and willingness to cover me. =)&lt;br /&gt;I was very disappointed that I could not be there, but I know the dialect team will do a great job and true enough they did and I'm so proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a shocking news came to me, one of my member's mum just passed away.  I really felt very bad.  I knew that her mum was very sick about 2 weeks ago, I wanted to ask one of my helper to go and visit her, but it slip off my mind due to my busyness and my relapse.  Really felt bad that I didnt make an effort to visit her mum or at least send someone over to visit.  Thank God one of the IC and one helper got to know about it and went down last night before her mum passed away this morning.  Truly God is faithful even when I'm not faithful in doing little things that he had asked me to do, He sent the IC and helper over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I will not let this kind of things happen again.  I must love people more and not just the work.  People dun care how much you know or do, till you show them how much you care.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie rest in peace....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-1498268490296992531?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1498268490296992531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1498268490296992531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/08/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in Peace!!!'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-1879919316769558602</id><published>2008-07-24T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:11:06.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Love Languages</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/h2&gt;My primary love language is probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quality Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a secondary love language being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical Touch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt; Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/lovelanguages.php' target='_blank'&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends out there, now you know how you can make me feel loved le.  I just need your time and a hug from you ...hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-1879919316769558602?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1879919316769558602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1879919316769558602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/07/five-love-languages.html' title='Five Love Languages'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-3624745037998051183</id><published>2008-07-21T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:31:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E71!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally (on 19 Jul 2008).................after 2 and 1/2 months and I finally utilized the vouchers that I have received from Choir ICs, Helpers and One member and of course not forgetting dialect BVs. I bought for myself a new HP - Nokia E71 and a bluetooth ear piece...Heee and I still have some vouchers left.  Maybe will just keep it till i think of something to buy ba!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pix of E71:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/SIRXOk-TLdI/AAAAAAAAACk/dcLrnGzUbwQ/s1600-h/nokia-e71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/SIRXOk-TLdI/AAAAAAAAACk/dcLrnGzUbwQ/s320/nokia-e71.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225397375611383250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-3624745037998051183?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3624745037998051183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3624745037998051183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/07/e71.html' title='E71!!!!!!'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/SIRXOk-TLdI/AAAAAAAAACk/dcLrnGzUbwQ/s72-c/nokia-e71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-7233291084550018664</id><published>2008-05-13T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:32:38.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolf Roosalu</title><content type='html'>Found this guy from You tube...Captivated by his singing (not just his look) and how the choir sings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_DoQEZqsMU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_DoQEZqsMU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song also super nice...though I dun know the language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TeCxbYrIoUo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TeCxbYrIoUo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-o4dHC0URH4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-o4dHC0URH4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart melts by hearing them sing....God I wish i can sing like them one day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-7233291084550018664?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7233291084550018664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7233291084550018664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/05/rolf-roosalu.html' title='Rolf Roosalu'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-1418073488433963655</id><published>2008-05-11T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T12:56:25.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A story of a woman</title><content type='html'>A woman was born in 1932 and she was the third child of 12 children in the family.  She lived in Sidikalang, Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At her teenage years, she had to take up the responsibilities of her siblings and the business of the family, cos her parents were advance in age and the 2 elder sisters have married off.  She woke up early in the morning to cook for the family and prepare the ingredients for the food biz that the family survived on.  At that time, her parents were very conservative and would not allow her to study, but when her siblings were growing up, her parents realised the importance of studying and sent them to school, but she have already passed the age of studying, but she never complaint. She helped all her siblings and ensure that they studied hard and grow up to be useful people.  She remain unmarried till the age of 40 when all her siblings were grown up and married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came to Singapore alone at the age of 40, married to a man she never met.  This man was the eldest in the family, who was a school gardener, they both worked hard to support the family.  Soon, they had a baby girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year later,one night the man woke in the middle of the night for a drink and had a little chat with his mum and went back to sleep.  when morning came, the woman tried to wake to her husband to work, she realised that he has no heartbeat and laying there cold and motionless...The man had passed on in his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman now left with the baby gal and she could not hold on the dependent pass since her husband had passed on and she had not gotten her PR in Singapore.  She did not know what to do.  She had to stay in Singapore cos she need to take care of her little gal.  She had no choice, but applied for work permit as a servant so that she could stayed in Singapore, not knowing that by doing that she could not become a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 16 years, she always had to fight for her stay in Singapore so that she can take care of the little gal. She did not leave the country at all for the 16 years, even when her own mother passed on, she could only cry and could not do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the gal was 16, the authority could no longer give the woman the grant to stay in Singapore.  They did not know what to do.  A miracle happened, at that time the authority opened up for foreigners to mirgrate to Singapore.  The woman engaged a lawyer told her her story and the lawyer fighted for her and finally the woman got her PR.  That year for the first time the whole family travelled to Malaysia for holiday. Few years later, the woman got her citizenship in Singapore.  She is happily remarried, she helped her new husband in his biz and the new husband dotes her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her life has not been smooth, but she is a strong woman that never gives up.  She is none other than my mum, Mdm Juliawati....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-1418073488433963655?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/feeds/1418073488433963655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6099498022984271824&amp;postID=1418073488433963655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1418073488433963655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1418073488433963655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/05/story-of-woman.html' title='A story of a woman'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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-6099498022984271824.post-3446433617298612143</id><published>2008-05-02T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T14:02:24.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere over the rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TdnzKgq-B6Y&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TdnzKgq-B6Y&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this version&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-3446433617298612143?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3446433617298612143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3446433617298612143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/05/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='Somewhere over the rainbow'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2721472811885650569</id><published>2008-04-25T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:25:54.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Place</title><content type='html'>This is the third song that I've translated and sang for dialect church.  All thanks Dum Dum for his inspiration during one of the nights when we were chatting in MSN.  We were talking about worship songs then he mentioned about he like this song, then I suddenly have inspiration and translated the song within one hour.  Of course with the help of the chinese church lyrics and some amendments to fine tune.  I present to you the dialect version of Secret Place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命的主   我爱你&lt;br /&gt;永远的神   我信靠你&lt;br /&gt;生命的主，请你用你的爱&lt;br /&gt;保我心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心酸   你安慰&lt;br /&gt;我的需要   交托给你&lt;br /&gt;生命的主   你是我的一切&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;永远在你同在里&lt;br /&gt;一生追随你&lt;br /&gt;我全心   我愿献给你&lt;br /&gt;耶稣我要遇见你(见你面)&lt;br /&gt;愿一生亲近你&lt;br /&gt;主你永远是我的一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;平安神&lt;br /&gt;保我心&lt;br /&gt;你是我一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;()-Hokkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try singing in Cantonese and hokkien. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2721472811885650569?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2721472811885650569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2721472811885650569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/04/secret-place.html' title='Secret Place'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2268012189394603499</id><published>2008-04-09T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:47:08.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Today I shared about friendship during choir practice and I wanna put in the blog and hope that this will encourage those who reads my blog and they will find a true friend in their life. I have changed the content slightly so that it is more relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship, as understood here, is a distinctively personal relationship that is grounded in a concern on the part of each friend for the welfare of the other, for the other's sake, and that involves some degree of intimacy. As such, friendship is undoubtedly central to our lives, in part because the special concern we have for our friends must have a place within a broader set of concerns, including moral concerns, and in part because our friends can help shape who we are as persons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prov 18: 24 A man who has friends must himself be friendly, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message(Ver)Friends come and friends go,but a true friend sticks by you like family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know in our life we have many friends, but how do you know if a friend is true and will stick to you like a family. It is when you go through your difficult moments and they stand by you or when you did something that is not right and they are there to remind you and pulls you back to the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things that I feel a true friend should be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) truthful to you &lt;br /&gt;– telling u off with love.&lt;br /&gt;-Able to let the person know certain things that u see might be a hinderance for the growth for the person etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-or even when you hear something about the person and you are able to check with him or her to find out the truth not to be kapos, but out of concern. U know kapo and concern is just a line different – concern is when u hear something about the person n u talk to the person directly but kapo is u turn to your another friend instead n ask “did u hear about this person…?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Encourages you&lt;br /&gt;-encourage you when you fail, or lose confidence or when you are down&lt;br /&gt;-praise you when u do well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Respect you&lt;br /&gt;-will not invade into your life more than you are comfortable with. &lt;br /&gt;-give you personal space, does not stick to you like superglue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Protects you&lt;br /&gt;-will protect your reputation, you as a person&lt;br /&gt;-will defend you if anyone speaks evil of you&lt;br /&gt;-will not gossip or worse spread rumors about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) A listener&lt;br /&gt;-many times we just need to let go of things that we are frustrated about, not advise. We all need to learn when to give advise when just to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) A "stirrer"&lt;br /&gt;-I dun mean tt you will be competitive or create chaos.&lt;br /&gt;-it means challenging you to grow, push you up to another level, help you to see things that you never thought of, so that we will not stay where we are, but will all grow. We will learn things from the people around you, if we allow them to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope through this little message, you are blessed and will encourage you to get to know a friend more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2268012189394603499?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2268012189394603499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2268012189394603499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/04/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-7708972024949669758</id><published>2008-03-29T05:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T05:51:40.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The heart of a leader</title><content type='html'>I went for the 2nd last lesson of Better Life Series 2008 - Developing the Leader within you.  This is the best I have attended so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talks about the development the qualities that set a leader apart from others. Apart from the skills that we have, the most important is the character.  The lecturer used the Iceberg as an eg.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he says.... The iceberg represent your leadership. The 10% above the water is your skill. the 90% below the water is your character.  It's what below the surface that sank the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, our character flaws might be the downfall of our life, career, ministry if we dun change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sum of character:&lt;br /&gt;-self discipline =&gt; ability to do what's right even when you dun feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;-Core values =&gt; principle you live by that enable you to make a moral stand&lt;br /&gt;-Sense of Identity =&gt;healthy realistic self image based on who God made you to be.&lt;br /&gt;-Emotional security&lt;br /&gt;-Your relationship &amp; attitude - you become what you think about all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What struck me most is core values.  To me integrity, honesty, principle are very important to a leader.  To me a leader, need not be perfect, but he or she must have integrity, truthful to the people below him or her, ability to acknowledge his or her mistake when one is made.  It takes alot of courage to admit that you have made a mistake, but we are after all human.  I also believe in sharing information, experience to people who wants to hear.  I dun believe in holding all responsibilities to self but share, so that everyone around will learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that sincerity, truthful are the basics even for relationship...  If anyone who are not sincere you will feel it, when one is not open people will know, but when one found a true friend, he or she can be open, share and trust that the person will protect him or her and love him or she as him or her self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that everyone will find a true friend like this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya before I forget, leaders also need to have accountable partners to help eaach other over their weakness and grow stronger and be a good leader!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-7708972024949669758?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7708972024949669758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7708972024949669758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/03/heart-of-leader.html' title='The heart of a leader'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2127906756473072881</id><published>2008-03-27T23:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:29:30.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday - Hanxiao &amp; Jinzheng</title><content type='html'>Today we celebrated Hanxiao &amp;amp; Jinzheng's bday. Attached the bday wishes they have made, we will all see it come to pass and this video is the evidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkLNDC0GPII&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkLNDC0GPII&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="320" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R-1p7wC6LHI/AAAAAAAAACc/jnj8qHvfB0s/s1600-h/IMG_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R-1p7wC6LHI/AAAAAAAAACc/jnj8qHvfB0s/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182915221403610226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W435 - the bday gals in yellow, Von, Baoling, Xueling, Michelle, David, Mabel, Tovia n Sock Ping. We missed Matthew, Derek, Andrew, JJ and of course our beloved JEN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2127906756473072881?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2127906756473072881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2127906756473072881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-hanxiao-jinzheng.html' title='Happy Birthday - Hanxiao &amp; Jinzheng'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R-1p7wC6LHI/AAAAAAAAACc/jnj8qHvfB0s/s72-c/IMG_0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2958422891507965094</id><published>2008-03-24T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:33:55.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super n Hyper weekend</title><content type='html'>Easter services were xiong but frutiful.  Served till very High!!!!  Everybody can see it!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went out with CG for dinner after the second service, got to know Yijing, Huang, Shen Shen...all 18-19 years old, VJC students.  They were very cute and friendly, talked to them for a while, tell them lame jokes.  Have a enjoyable time with them oso with David, Michelle, Mabel, Xueling, Matt and Vonny.  I seldom join them for fellowship after service, cos usually I have meeting or things to do.  I missed out alot of CG activities and i dun like it.  So CG gals n guys, I will try to join you guys as much as possible ok???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially on Sunday, cos would not really sleep on the previous night (slept for 2-3 hours only)... as a result those who know me... i will not becoming whinny but i will go crazy..... Started since morning in Chinese church, became very tickerlish... what ever pp say i will just break into laughter...all thank to BT!!! His craps!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The all 3 services in JW were very good, they were all very lifted up and the presence of GOd just flow, especially dialect service, could see the elderly responses and they were singing and dancing.  All hard work is worthwhile.  Come to think of it Sunday is the day Jesus resurrected ma, so should celebrate. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After service, went movie with BT, Da and Shan, the few of us long time never watch a show together le.  we watched "The Orphange".  Those who knows me I dun like to watch horror shows and I have bad reputation for watching horror shows.  They will be scared by me rather than the show.  Anyway,  Da and Shan refused to sit with me, cos they scared to be scared by me...only BT willing or should i say he has no choice...haha.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie turned out to be quite nice, for once... i enjoyed the movie though i was scared... Did scream at the right time!!! There was this gal in front of us, dun know what happened suddenly scream at the wrong time and everybody blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, went for a drink at Starbuck... finally feel stone... energy level dropped to red light...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2958422891507965094?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2958422891507965094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2958422891507965094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/03/super-n-hyper-weekend.html' title='Super n Hyper weekend'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-5942291987964474523</id><published>2008-03-08T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T11:56:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Camera</title><content type='html'>Finally, I bought a digital camera for myself as an advance birhtday gift for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Needed one to do some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R9INIxhrCfI/AAAAAAAAACE/cp7DuM89Bqw/s1600-h/digital_ixus_80_is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R9INIxhrCfI/AAAAAAAAACE/cp7DuM89Bqw/s320/digital_ixus_80_is.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175213366186805746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canon Ixus 80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Uncle Tham, you no need to ask for pledges for the camera le, but you can starting asking for the car fund.  To make things easier for you, I can do with a Suzuki Swift. hahaha!!!  Shan dun forget the video hor!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-5942291987964474523?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5942291987964474523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5942291987964474523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally-i-bought-digital-camera-for.html' title='Digital Camera'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R9INIxhrCfI/AAAAAAAAACE/cp7DuM89Bqw/s72-c/digital_ixus_80_is.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-5203910481047367462</id><published>2008-03-07T12:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T13:01:26.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.I.R</title><content type='html'>Manage to take 2 pix with F.I.R on Sun.  All thanks to Justin's cam phone and Belle shooting skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, wasn't supposed to be in JW on Sun, but last min I offered to takeover JY for dialect as she had some urgent things to handle. So managed to meet Faye n Ah Qing face to face in the Artist room and take photos with them.  Was abit shy at first but later dun care liao. =P JY thanks for giving me the chance ya!!! Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R9DK6il6KtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7XuyVAuaeKw/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R9DK6il6KtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7XuyVAuaeKw/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174859078915730130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tried to squeeze into the pix with Ah Qing and Faye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R9DKnyl6KsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/y51hxvH55xY/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R9DKnyl6KsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/y51hxvH55xY/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174858756793182914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pix with Poh, Ah Qing, Justin and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Qing and Faye, they super friendly and they are just like one of our church friends like that, no star attitude!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-5203910481047367462?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5203910481047367462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5203910481047367462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/03/fir.html' title='F.I.R'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R9DK6il6KtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7XuyVAuaeKw/s72-c/DSC00110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-7220524023555121867</id><published>2008-03-07T12:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:39:58.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious Redeemer</title><content type='html'>This is the latest worship song that I have translated for dialect (with the help of Joyce n vic) and we have sang it twice in dialect service le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glorious Redeemer&lt;br /&gt;主 我 用 全 心 爱祢 &lt;br /&gt;给祢我的生命 &lt;br /&gt;赞美你圣名， 耶稣&lt;br /&gt;到永远 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你原谅了我的罪&lt;br /&gt;让我有新 生 命&lt;br /&gt;举起你圣名 &lt;br /&gt;感谢你伟大的爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;荣 耀 神 我 救 主 &lt;br /&gt;祢 牺牲 祢 生 命 &lt;br /&gt;用宝血洗净我&lt;br /&gt;请你充满我心 &lt;br /&gt;我 向 祢 举起 双 手 &lt;br /&gt;只有 祢 配 得 赞 美 &lt;br /&gt;祢 掌 管&lt;br /&gt;耶 稣 掌 管&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心渴望 &lt;br /&gt;在你的同在&lt;br /&gt;永远的敬拜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I translate songs for dialect, I find that the more I need to know hokkien and cantonese more, otherwise the songs will always be the same few words.  This is a challenge to me, cos I'm not good at both of the dialects. I can't speak the dialects that well. God, Please increase my language ability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-7220524023555121867?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7220524023555121867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7220524023555121867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/03/glorious-redeemer.html' title='Glorious Redeemer'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-3827096796803921515</id><published>2008-03-06T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:20:20.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOB</title><content type='html'>I need to find a job that is flexible in timing and yet have good income!!! Mr Moshi suggested to me to be either a taxi driver or insurance... Thx lei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want in the coming job:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) flexible hours - best those that allow me to work based on total hours per week that i need to fulfill kind (Eg. 25hours) or 2-6pm on certain days due to classes, then when no class i can work full day kind. 5 days week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) pays well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Able to communicate with people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) involved in company business planning, to grow with company.  I dun want to be just an employee, I want to be part of the company growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Must be legal one la!!! No need to go for entertainment kind cos I simply dun have time at night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun think I asking too much right???  So if any one of you have such lobang please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-3827096796803921515?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3827096796803921515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3827096796803921515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/03/job.html' title='JOB'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-3964931861716357826</id><published>2008-03-06T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:01:33.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUDIES</title><content type='html'>Just went to check my ACCA course 2 days ago (since they have revamp the system again).  I need to do 2 papers instead of 3 papers before I clear the 2nd stage. wee!!!muahaha.  Thank God!!! can save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to "sou sheng yang xing le", need to start studying again.  Decided to take one paper first as a warm up for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack my room - can sleep in messy room, but cannot study in messy environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy Staionery - must prepare all my stationery.(No staionery how to study!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renew my membership in Spore n UK - No renewal no exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Register for exam for paper F7 - Financial Reporting.  dun register; wat exam i talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision kit - to prepare for exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self study - Need to discipline myself. (Study kakis &lt;chiongsters&gt; we can start meeting again - see we chiong but we also study)=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision class in May - to see wat needs to be updated and TIPS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam on 10 Jun 08!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!! This is my plan for the next 2-3 months Focus: Clear F7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-3964931861716357826?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3964931861716357826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3964931861716357826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2008/03/studies.html' title='STUDIES'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-4990102350950634316</id><published>2008-02-15T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:37:09.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ant &amp; Contact Lens</title><content type='html'>EE sent me this email and i tot it was a good passage.  Many times we dun understand why God allow certain things happen to our lives and we dun seem to be able to see the end of the road, but remember that God is always there and all we need is to move on and trust Him that things will turn around for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ANT AND THE CONTACT LENS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true story by Josh and Karen Zarandona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock climbing. Although she was very scared, she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with her group to a tremendous granite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cliff. In spite of her fear, she put on the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gear, took hold of the rope, and started up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the face of that rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breather. As she was hanging on there, the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;safety rope snapped against Brenda's eye and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knocked out her contact lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here she is, on a rock ledge, with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above her. Of course, she looked and looked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it just wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she was, far from home, her sight now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blurry. She was desperate and began to get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got to the top, a friend examined her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eye and her clothing for the lens, but there was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no contact lens to be found. She sat down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of them to make it up the face of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked out across range after range of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mountains, thinking of that verse that says, "The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole earth." She thought, "Lord, You can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these mountains. You know every stone and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is. Please help me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they walked down the trail to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom. At the bottom there was a new party of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbers just starting up the face of the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them shouted out, "Hey, you guys! Anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lose a contact lens?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that would be startling enough, but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly across the face of the rock, carrying it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on it's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she told him the incredible story of the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he drew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the words, "Lord, I don't know why You want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me to carry this thing. I can't eat it, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's awfully heavy. But if this is what You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want me to do, I'll carry it for You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would probably do some of us good to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;occasionally say, "God, I don't know why you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want me to carry this load. I can see no good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in it and it's awfully heavy. But, if you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me to carry it, I will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called. Yes, I do love GOD. He is my source of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;existence and my Savior. He keeps me functioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each and every day. Without Him, I am nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but with Him...I can do all things through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ which strengthens me. 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dialect BV singing this song during prac, but the feeling this so different when I heard it today sang in dialect service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so unreal, I was like did I translate this song (with Joyce and Vic helping me to fine tuning it. thanks!), how did I do it? I know that it is God!!! The worship leaders and the BVs will know that I'm not good in hokkien and cantonese, if not for Him, it will not be impossible for me to do it. Glory to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can translate more songs for dialect service and even best create music for people to praise and worship God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我献上一生给你&lt;br /&gt;主，让(给)你的爱充满我心&lt;br /&gt;耶稣， 祢是我的生命 (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一天， 每一夜&lt;br /&gt;我不再烦脑，我要赞美你&lt;br /&gt;你是我生命的一切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要赞美祢， 耶稣&lt;br /&gt;因祢在我生命&lt;br /&gt;我要赞美祢， 耶稣&lt;br /&gt;用我全心来赞美祢耶稣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要赞美祢， 耶稣&lt;br /&gt;因祢在我生命&lt;br /&gt;祢照亮(光照)我的路&lt;br /&gt;我的生命&lt;br /&gt;我的一切全交给祢，我主&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用我全心来赞美祢耶稣&lt;br /&gt;用我全心来赞美祢耶稣&lt;br /&gt;用我全心来赞美祢耶稣&lt;br /&gt;用我全心来赞美祢耶稣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( )-Hokkien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-5054003845920091899?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5054003845920091899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/5054003845920091899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-gonna-be-alright.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be Alright'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-3271748812616393967</id><published>2007-12-04T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:26:13.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanghai Trip</title><content type='html'>This trip has been a blessing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had all the good food from the day I touched down in Shanghai till I left the place.&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a eye opener to me. It was supposed to be a work trip for me - Exhibition, but it turn out to be more of a Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there in many positions - a staff, delivery gal, a cousin, a Aunty, a tourist, a hospitality person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to help out in an exhibition, not only to that I have to go buy food and secretly bring them into the exhibition hall, cos no food was allowed in the hall. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to entertain or accompany My cousin's friends tai tai to go shopping together with my cousin. went to branded shops like Prada, LV, Chloe etc that I never tot of going...Hmmm...God is letting me experience a life of a tai tai hahaha...I like it!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we will usually go for abit sight seeing, go shopping, go whole sale market for shoes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend my 7 days with my cousin and family, have good time talking to my cousin and also playing with my niece and nephew. We played so much till my cousin's friends tot I was very yound only...Oh no...too childish...no no no....it's childlike. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, all in all, I only spend about S$50/- for 7 days. Can you believe it? All expenses were paid by my cousin. Wanted to return her but she just refused. Thank God for blessings. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHt_Y6fcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/n11Slgf_Tp4/s1600-h/27112007370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142204467474234818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHt_Y6fcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/n11Slgf_Tp4/s320/27112007370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first restaurant I have eaten in Shanghai - Xiao Nan Guo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHuPY6fdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/KM0j60UExok/s1600-h/27112007368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142204471769202130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHuPY6fdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/KM0j60UExok/s320/27112007368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHuvY6feI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vbQ1bVfY6ec/s1600-h/30112007515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142204480359136738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHuvY6feI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vbQ1bVfY6ec/s320/30112007515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exhibition place that I was exhibiting - A Century old place which used to be a church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHu_Y6ffI/AAAAAAAAABE/_HUoWArzU8E/s1600-h/30112007527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142204484654104050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHu_Y6ffI/AAAAAAAAABE/_HUoWArzU8E/s320/30112007527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night view of Bu Xi - New Shanghai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zUFfY6fhI/AAAAAAAAABU/ys24BU_AQbw/s1600-h/30112007523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142218065340694034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zUFfY6fhI/AAAAAAAAABU/ys24BU_AQbw/s320/30112007523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightview of Bu Dong - Old Shanghai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHvPY6fgI/AAAAAAAAABM/Rn2CakxtIc0/s1600-h/28112007480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142204488949071362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHvPY6fgI/AAAAAAAAABM/Rn2CakxtIc0/s320/28112007480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favorite actor - have sexy voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zV6_Y6fiI/AAAAAAAAABc/8yV1zZ-hA3I/s1600-h/30112007519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142220083975323170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zV6_Y6fiI/AAAAAAAAABc/8yV1zZ-hA3I/s320/30112007519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hairy crab, here I come...muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zV7vY6fjI/AAAAAAAAABk/gBmYe52mm74/s1600-h/02122007559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142220096860225074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zV7vY6fjI/AAAAAAAAABk/gBmYe52mm74/s320/02122007559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleeping place...a few people got fooled by me...tot I didnt go Shanghai cos i have internet access in my room muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zV7_Y6fkI/AAAAAAAAABs/I0coPEDzctw/s1600-h/01122007543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142220101155192386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zV7_Y6fkI/AAAAAAAAABs/I0coPEDzctw/s320/01122007543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this at Xin Tian Di - a place brought over by a Hong Konger and redevelop it into a place where people can go there for a drink, quite cosy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-3271748812616393967?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3271748812616393967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/3271748812616393967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/12/shanghai-trip.html' title='Shanghai Trip'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R1zHt_Y6fcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/n11Slgf_Tp4/s72-c/27112007370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-1120157717894282526</id><published>2007-11-22T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:40:09.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attached</title><content type='html'>One of my dearest friend, J emailed me today that he is attached!!!! Really happy for him, no words can express how I feel to see my dear friend in love and xin fu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known him for many years, he was my fellow choir friend and cg friend. &lt;br /&gt;Cannot tahan him last time as he very "tao", act cool, when he talks with his bro like ma chiam fighting like that.  To me, he may have high IQ, but he is a very low EQ person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he first came to my cg after he came back from overseas, I tried to talk to him, but he always give a one answer reply - "no" etc.  Then one day I saw him in choir then i realised that he was also in choir, I was like " Huh!!! Jialat how???".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time choir dun really sit with cg and usually some of us will sit together for service.  Trying to be nice, I asked him to sit with us and as usual he rejected, then I told him "Dun care, u wait and sit with us for service" (use the way he communicates)and he waited and sat with us, soon we became quite close freinds.  He was not as bad as I thought he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now J is a totally changed person, he is now friendly, still high in IQ, better EQ, able to express himself and also strong in the Lord.  Though to some people will still find him not an easy person to handle, he is so so much better le.  He can even say lame jokes!!!! Break records!!!  So God can change us to a better person if we allow Him to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship has proved that gal and guy can be very good friends too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J, CONGRATSSSSSSSS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-1120157717894282526?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1120157717894282526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1120157717894282526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/11/attached.html' title='Attached'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-8320281596850818226</id><published>2007-11-22T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T01:57:26.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GuangZhou Trip</title><content type='html'>Long Time nvr blog le!!! Busy la....=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was a good trip!!!! Did all I need to do.  Boss I never let u down Hor!!! ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was more like an holiday than a biz trip.  Was quite relax...except when it comes to the accounts not good cos messy, have communication problem cos have to talk to a person who is not fluent in chinese and my canto is very limited haha...but God always have a way to let people communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pix that i hv taken during my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R0hlIqeOMzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YoeIfXfKmAo/s1600-h/20102007289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R0hlIqeOMzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YoeIfXfKmAo/s320/20102007289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136466574530458418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shopping mall near the place I stay(day view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R0hlJKeOM0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/VSfxPFxMAzw/s1600-h/22102007326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R0hlJKeOM0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/VSfxPFxMAzw/s320/22102007326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136466583120393026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same Mall (night view)-very different hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R0hlJaeOM1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/scAU_W3stkM/s1600-h/23102007328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R0hlJaeOM1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/scAU_W3stkM/s320/23102007328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136466587415360338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guang zhou Airport&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-8320281596850818226?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/8320281596850818226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/8320281596850818226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/11/guangzhou-trip.html' title='GuangZhou Trip'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbAfADVwlFE/R0hlIqeOMzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YoeIfXfKmAo/s72-c/20102007289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2186008243898591325</id><published>2007-10-19T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:58:50.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Business Trip</title><content type='html'>I will be flying off to Guangzhou in 6 hours time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited but yet abit scared scared....have never been to Guangzhou before and alone.  First time to a foreign land without any loved ones and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun know how things gonna be?  How is the apartment gonna be?  will I get used to it? God, I believe everything will turn out well!!! I'm not going to focus on the negatives but the positive!!!  All things are possible through Christ who strengthens me!!  God give me wisdom when i'm there, I will be effective and do the things I need to do there in a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are so sweet, they insisted of sending me off later, saying that it's not saved to travel alone in a cab to the airport.  Guess all parents are the same, in their eyes, you will always be their little gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water Lily went to the supermarket with me today, cos i wanted to buy some instant noodles and coffee to bring over for uncle Wong n me (during my stay there).  Then Water Lily told me to get some junk food and she paid for all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed to have family and friends surrounding me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!!! will update again when I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS... To Dang, thanks for been such encourager!!! I felt better after msning with you...will take photos ...all the best for your paper!!!you can do it de!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2186008243898591325?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2186008243898591325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2186008243898591325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-first-business-trip.html' title='My First Business Trip'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-4335964056106855075</id><published>2007-10-14T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T12:39:05.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cyberbass.com/Major_Works/Handel_GF/Handel_Messiah.htm"&gt;http://www.cyberbass.com/Major_Works/Handel_GF/Handel_Messiah.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who need to know the parts for HM, you can go to no. 44 Hallelujah and click on the parts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-4335964056106855075?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4335964056106855075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4335964056106855075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/10/hm.html' title='HM'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-6093714554427183401</id><published>2007-10-14T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T01:30:16.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day! - Sis Act 2 version</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSw3j9JmkhA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PSw3j9JmkhA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listen to how the boy sing - amazing!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-6093714554427183401?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6093714554427183401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6093714554427183401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-happy-day-sis-act-2-version.html' title='Oh Happy Day! - Sis Act 2 version'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-2381331993037283217</id><published>2007-10-13T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T01:33:58.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Idol....talented guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dfCeN5paNP8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dfCeN5paNP8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is not my idol because he is good looking or attractive...  I admire him cos of his talents!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-2381331993037283217?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2381331993037283217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/2381331993037283217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/10/httpwww_13.html' title='My Idol....talented guy'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-8693657391352198217</id><published>2007-10-12T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T15:22:42.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SATB</title><content type='html'>Received this from Beauty One...So FuNnIe....&lt;br /&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE YOUNG PERSON'S GUIDE TO THE CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any chorus, there are four voice parts: soprano, alto, tenor, and bass.Sometimes these are divided into first and second within each part, prompting endless jokes about first and second basses. There are also various other parts such as baritone, countertenor, contralto, mezzo soprano, etc., but these are mostly used by people who are either soloists, or belong to some excessively hotshot classical a cappella group (this applies especially to countertenors), or are trying to make excuses for not really fitting into any of the regular voice parts, so we will ignore them for now. Each voice part sings in a different range, and each one has a very different personality. You may ask, "Why should singing different notes make people act differently?", and indeed this is a mysterious question and has not been adequately studied, especially since scientists who study musicians tend to be musicians themselves and have all the peculiar complexes that go with being tenors, french horn players, timpanists, or whatever. However, this is beside the point; the fact remains that the four voice parts can be easily distinguished, and I will now explain how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SOPRANOS are the ones who sing the highest, and because of this they think they rule the world. They have longer hair, fancier jewellery, and swishier skirts than anyone else, and they consider themselves insulted if they are not allowed to go at least to a high F in every movement of any given piece. When they reach the high notes, they hold them for at least half a note as long as the composer and/or conductor requires, and then complain that their throats are killing them and that the composer and conductor are sadists. Sopranos have varied attitudes toward the other sections of the chorus, though they consider all of them inferior. Altos are to sopranos rather like second violins to first violins - nice to harmonise with, but not really necessary. All sopranos have a secret feeling that the altos could drop out and the piece would sound essentially the same, and they don't understand why anybody would sing in that range in the first place - it's so boring. Tenors, on the other hand, can be very nice to have around; besides their flirtation possibilities (it is a well-known fact that sopranos never flirt with basses), sopranos like to sing duets with tenors because all the tenors are doing is working very hard to sing in a low-to-medium soprano range, while the sopranos are up there in the stratosphere showing off. To sopranos, basses are the scum of the earth - they sing too loud, are useless to tune because they're down in that low, low range - and there has to be something wrong with anyone who sings in the Bass clef, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ALTOS are the salt of the earth - in their opinion, at least. Altos are unassuming people, who would wear jeans to concerts if they were allowed to. Altos are in a unique position in the chorus in that they are unable to complain about having to sing either very high or very low, and they know that all the other sections think their parts are pitifully easy. But the altos know otherwise. They know that while the sopranos are screeching way on a high A, they are being forced to sing elaborate passages full of sharps and flats and tricks of rhythm, and nobody is noticing because the sopranos are singing too loud (and the basses usually are too). Altos get a deep,secret pleasure out of conspiring together to tune the sopranos flat. Altos have an innate distrust of tenors, because the tenors sing in almost the same range and think they sound better. They like the basses, and enjoy singing duets with them - the basses just sound like a rumble anyway, and it's the only time the altos can really be heard. Altos' other complaint is that there are always too many of them and so they never get to sing really loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TENORS are spoiled. That's all there is to it. For one thing, there are never enough of them, and choir directors would rather sell their souls than let a halfway decent tenor quit, while they're always ready to unload a few altos at half price. And then, for some reason, the few tenors are always really good - it's one of those annoying facts of life. So it's no wonder that tenors always get swollen heads - after all, who else can make sopranos swoon? The one thing that can make tenors insecure is the accusation (usually by the basses) that anyone singing that high couldn't possibly be a real man. In their usual perverse fashion, the tenors never acknowledge this, but just complain louder about the composer being a sadist and making them sing so high. Tenors have a love-hate relationship with the conductor, too, because the conductor is always telling them to sing louder because there are so few of them. No conductor in recorded history has ever asked for less tenor in a forte passage. Tenors feel threatened in some way by all the other sections - the sopranos because they can hit those incredibly high notes; the altos because they have no trouble singing the notes the tenors kill themselves for; and the basses because, although they (basses) can't sing anything above an E, they sing it loud enough to drown the tenors out. Of course, the tenors would rather die than admit any of this. It is a little-known fact that tenors move their eyebrows more than anyone else while singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BASSES sing the lowest of anybody. This basically explains everything. They are stolid, dependable people, a nd have more facial hair than anybody else. The basses feel perpetually unappreciated, but they have a deep conviction that they are actually the most important part (a view endorsed by musicologists, but certainly not by sopranos or tenors), despite the fact that they have the most boring part of anybody and often sing the same note (or in endless fifths) for an entire page. They compensate for this by singing as loudly as they can get away with - most basses are tuba players at heart. Basses are the only section that can regularly complain about how low their part is, and they make horrible faces when trying to hit very low notes. Basses are charitable people, but their charity does not extend so far as tenors, whom they consider effete poseurs. Basses hate tuning the tenors more than almost anything else. Basses like altos - except when they have duets and the altos get the good part. As for the sopranos, they are simply in an alternate universe which the basses don't understand at all. They can't imagine why anybody would ever want to sing that high and sound that bad when they make mistakes. When a bass makes a mistake, the other three parts will cover him, and he can continue on his merry way, knowing that sometime, somehow, he will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Reasons for Being a Soprano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The rest of the choir exists just to make you look good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You can entertain your friends by breaking their wine glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you name an opera where an alto got the man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When sopranos want to sing in the shower, they know the tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It's not like you are ever going to sing the alto part by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Great costumes - like the hat with the horns on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many world famous altos can you name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When the fat lady sings, she's usually singing soprano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you get tired of singing the tune, you can sing the descant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You can sing along with Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Reasons for Being an Alto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You get really good at singing E flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You get to sing the same note for 12 consecutive measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You don't really need to warm up to sing 12 consecutive bars of E-flat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If the choir really stinks, it's unlikely the altos will be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You have lots of time to chat during soprano solos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You get to pretend that you are better than the sopranos, because everybody knows that women only sing soprano so they don't have to learn to read music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You can sometimes find part time work singing tenor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Altos get all the great intervals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When the sopranos are holding some outrageously high note at the end of a song, the altos always get the last words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When the altos miss a note, nobody gets hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Reasons for Being a Tenor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tenors get high - without drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name a musical where the bass got the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You can show the sopranos how it SHOULD be sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever hear of anyone paying $1000 for a ticket to see 'The three Basses?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who needs brains when you've got resonance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tenors never have to waste time looking through the self-improvement section of the bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You get to sing along with John Denver singing "Aye Calypso."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When you get really good at falsetto, you can make tons of money doing voice-overs for cartoon characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Gregorian chant was practically invented for tenors. Nobody invented a genre for basses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You can entertain your friends by impersonating Julia Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Reasons for Being a Bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You don't have to tighten your shorts to reach your note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You don't have to worry about a woman stealing your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Or a preadolescent boy stealing your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Action heroes are always basses. That is - if they ever sang, they would sing bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You get great memorable lyrics like dm, dm, dm, dm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If the singing job doesn't work out, there's always broadcasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You never need to learn to read the treble clef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you get a cold, so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. For fun, you can sing at the bottom of your range and fool people into thinking there's an earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you belch while you're singing, the audience just thinks it is part of the score.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-8693657391352198217?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/8693657391352198217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/8693657391352198217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/10/satb.html' title='SATB'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-4353905041383668498</id><published>2007-10-03T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T13:06:58.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Coming soon.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-4353905041383668498?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4353905041383668498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4353905041383668498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/10/project-birthday.html' title='Project Birthday!!!'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-7364960679244510110</id><published>2007-10-03T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T13:05:17.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests</title><content type='html'>Recently I crazy with personality tests, IQ test etc.  You can try this if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonedeaf test:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.jakemandell.com/tonedeaf/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IQ test:&lt;br /&gt;http://giqtest.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone know of any interesting test you can let me know too. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-7364960679244510110?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7364960679244510110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/7364960679244510110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/10/tests.html' title='Tests'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-6963353649882810986</id><published>2007-09-25T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:10:23.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Zoo</title><content type='html'>Project Zoo!!!! what will you think of?  Animals right?  Who in choir/BV has ever been an animal? SOFYAN la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahahhahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ICs wanted to give him a Birthday surprise on Tueday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The admin Ics sneak into Belle's room while Sofyan was praying, once he ended we switched off the light and sang him a bday song.  he was shocked by us!!! Yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was Mid-autumn Festival....of course we will not let such a good opportunity go by.  we bought him a lantern and Alec contributed a box of mooncake.  we made them go to 5 people to say "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival"...Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we gave him one by one his gifts and we made him wear them layer after layer...then post....haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Swenson for food as many of us have not eaten...there we continue with our sabo.  we ordered a "fire house" while he went to rescue the fire(Sofyan paid for his own B'day ice cream!!! Oops!!! hahaha)and we push in all the cherries and banana into the ice creams with Vic's thumb prints in it and he was to take everything out with his mouth.  A few of us were waiting for our chance to push his face into the watery and gross plate of "fire house" but he was so clever to see thru our tricks!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was supposed to be a celebration for Sofyan but turned out to be a Sabo day for Him!!!!  hahaha....Who enjoyed most.... US!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps...have videos for the above but due to the copyright issued reserved by Mr Wong.  Will not be able to post it... So use your imagination la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-6963353649882810986?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6963353649882810986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6963353649882810986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/10/project-zoo.html' title='Project Zoo'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-4249640168617309826</id><published>2007-09-22T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T02:00:03.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KTV</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-777ea6eecb31237b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D777ea6eecb31237b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698544%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76DFA0CEFEFA55D0ED74DDE757D5CB2E73946474.13684651FD1F9381912102FC8E888C900D9BF17%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D777ea6eecb31237b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dw_V-sAxqNsAGBP4LY_XOpsCi0fE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D777ea6eecb31237b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331698544%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76DFA0CEFEFA55D0ED74DDE757D5CB2E73946474.13684651FD1F9381912102FC8E888C900D9BF17%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D777ea6eecb31237b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dw_V-sAxqNsAGBP4LY_XOpsCi0fE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A video of KTV Session w MC,KL,CN,Fon,BT n me. Our Hair spray gal!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-4249640168617309826?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=777ea6eecb31237b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4249640168617309826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/4249640168617309826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/09/video-of-ktv-session-w-mcklcnfonbt-n-me.html' title='KTV'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-6469853717292290135</id><published>2007-09-21T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:02:41.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=gYVowgQkWdlvKeV-OP-AAAAD-c680"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My personalDNA Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-6469853717292290135?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6469853717292290135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6469853717292290135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/09/personality.html' title='Personality'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-4003457187911017418</id><published>2007-09-20T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T13:02:22.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 330px; 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Nothing can ever cut it off, not even death. It is true, parents will always treat their children as kids even when they are married. Parent will always worried if their kids are doing well with the new family. When the new family started to have problems they will have sleepless nights and worry that things might happen. My Salute to all parents!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationship with Life Partner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside with our parents, this relationship should last forever. Two people from two different family background coming together to stay together. It is not easy to stay together, there must be lots of patience, tolerance and love to go through this God united relationship. If this relationship is not handle properly, it will turn into hell on earth. That is where home abuse, adultery, divorce comes in. I can never understand why two people who used to love each other so much and have their love products can turn into enemies and make things so hard for each other. Why can't they settle things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;peacefully&lt;/span&gt;? Why hurt someone whom you once love? Revenge is not from us.  How sure are we that we dun have any fault at all?  Whenever there is a fight/problem, there is always two sides and most of the time two parties are at fault.  Let's bring hurt to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;minimum&lt;/span&gt;, so that both can start their life anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Couple Relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sweetest relationship. Where two people captivated by one another. They dun seems to have enough of each other. They wish they can be with each other 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is where different people come together wanting to find out more about each other.  Out of this friendship, closer relationships will be built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that guy n gal can have pure friendship, as long as each of them knows their own stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends will be there when you need them, they will be your comforter, God send listening ear, cheer leader etc.  They should never be jealous, possessive, demanding etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In all our lives, we will go through all these relationships.  Are you having healthy relationship? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do leave your views on the chatterbox. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-1657332851959983758?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1657332851959983758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/1657332851959983758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/09/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6099498022984271824.post-6920609256114992938</id><published>2007-09-19T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T04:57:58.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time</title><content type='html'>Today is my first time I have ever written in public. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have set up the blog for quite sometime, but dun know how to put all the HTML etc together.  All thank beauty one who sacrifice her precious study time to help me.  Love ya!!! muack!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6099498022984271824-6920609256114992938?l=boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6920609256114992938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6099498022984271824/posts/default/6920609256114992938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boxofchoc-dd.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-time.html' title='First Time'/><author><name>DD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00799949352121518107</uri><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></entry></feed>
