<?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-28732537</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:24:56.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bamboozel</title><subtitle type='html'>musing the inconsequential elements...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28732537.post-115887087621381930</id><published>2006-09-21T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T13:34:36.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there must be something seriously wrong if you find yourself itching with ants crawling all around you and your happily reading silly internet life stories while the clock registers 4: 27am.&lt;br /&gt;i really need to start working more efficiently.&lt;br /&gt;night. oops, good morning. right, bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115887087621381930?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115887087621381930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115887087621381930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115887087621381930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115887087621381930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/09/there-must-be-something-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115808097092584557</id><published>2006-09-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:09:30.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wen3 wen3</title><content type='html'>happy birthday huihui!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u like your alternative starrbucks shirt and that it will remind you of the most favourable addiction and kick in your life. smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed our quai picnic at peirce, with toufu for a birthday cake and an obscene looking fish cake as snack. of course, it wouldn't be the same without yakult and white tea to slurp it all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right next time we will take the guitar and those unopened letters. haha. u will read it and i will sing mournful tunes to shut out the embarassment. haha... i so don't want to know what is inside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  hooray! my new bike a a name. appropriately christianed by the birthday girl.  she is affectionately called wen3 wen3 after wen3 ding4 (stable). absolutely appropriate as it resembles my own mandarin name. so clever ar someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is to more times by the bench, rekindling days and feeding mosquitoes by the setting sun while looking across the horizon (albeit a short one)  and mesmerise about the two palm trees and their soft conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday huihui!! your tweeny two. lets go for our hair cut soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115808097092584557?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115808097092584557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115808097092584557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115808097092584557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115808097092584557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/09/wen3-wen3.html' title='wen3 wen3'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115433049048048129</id><published>2006-07-31T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:21:30.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello mari,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno if u still read this... but its mango season here and i have been eating big yummy fleshy mangoes everyday and have been reminded of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna tell u that the mango tree outside my garden will or should bear fruit in four years. so if u come over with emi and little emma during this time in four years i will share the mangoes with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks. i hope belgium/milan is treating u kindly. let me know how u are doing k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv ya,&lt;br /&gt;debbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. hope u like the lil pic&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/really-dig-hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" height="306" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/400/really-dig-hats.jpg" width="457" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115433049048048129?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115433049048048129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115433049048048129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115433049048048129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115433049048048129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-mari-dunno-if-u-still-read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115432778850713190</id><published>2006-07-30T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:36:28.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>green tea and brie</title><content type='html'>As i sit infront of my spanky new computer, I sip (elegantly as usual) green tea and left over brie cheese. Aww... what a boring uneventful day. How lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was not spent like this I can assure u. Waking up at 6.50am says a lot. Papa delegated me for his company's recre trip and off we went for a day of rural adventures!!! wahoohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop: Singei Buloh. The last frontier of nature in Sinagpore,where migratory birds stop for a rest before heading to northern aussie. i saw a crocodiel everybody!!!! yes a wild croc in sungei buloh. It was swimming about like a happy croc should, scaring all the fishes in sight. well, all i say about it is that I hope he doesn't work it's crocky brains and waddle up on land. should that happen, its byebye freedom and kingly status and hello competition in smelly crocdile farm.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I saw like 6 common red swanks which flew all the way from Siberia. haha cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next: Bollywood. farm la. some organic farm ran by Singapore busty netballer ivy singh. nice place to relax and have unique food freshly plucked from the trees and ground. quite a good concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last stop: qian hu fish farm. i really wanted to buy some fishes for my fish tank that doesn't need an oxygen pump to survive. sadly, i didn't get any. But papa taught me a a whole new way of catching fish. scope and throw. hahha.throw teh fish out of the water and pick them off the ground. i dun like slimy jumping fish on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... later that day, sherry picked fifi, who picked jack and i up and off we went for our steamboat slumber party. watched SawII which scared jem and fi silly... haha it was so funny when both of them clinged on to me while we walked back to the house after sending the boys away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but... oh.. it was so comfortable to drink tea and pig out with the girls and yes some things reaaally never change. haha. we still squibble over what to watch, can't work the ever so sophisticated entertainment sys, and when it everything is finally in order, we alll fall alseep befor the movie ends... urgh! and wake up early on sunday morning to watch it all over again. haha. i love u babes. sorry i had to leave early this time. we will do it all over again. muacks.&lt;div 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brie'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115307254255737882</id><published>2006-07-16T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:55:42.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hairs</title><content type='html'>I am about to commit to a whole new lifestyle today. hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;invested in an epilator, my sis and i with contributiopns from mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the epilator is supposedly to pull the hair out from its root, giving u the cleaner and shinier finish. but arh wah when i tested it at the shop right it didnt feel like my hair was being lifted up and pulled at its roots leh, more liek rubbing my skin with this rubber thingy. then again the test spot on my arm was spotless after that and a bit irritated. so i dunno if it really works, we shall see. not as painful as i expected though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am quite scared leh. esp if i start using it on the legs right then i have to do it my whole life through... wah big commitment know... i dun like the poky feeling and what if i become hairier. the banes the moans... urgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok i am gg to talk about the whole thing.  the little thing is light blue and it comes with a cold pack a started kit the normal bladeand something else i cant remember what. and how it works is that u take a hot shower to open u pores and then u rub the thing against the grains of the hair and the thing lifts up the hair and plucks it out. like a lawn mower. i tested the thing out and my skin became a little irriated after that, like itchy and there were small red spots where my poor hair use to be. but after a while it was ok... hmmm i think i will test thing thing a little by little to get use to it. or let jack be the guinea pig and see how her hair regrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yes. the things comes u with a small light to detect the hairs as well. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115307254255737882?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115307254255737882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115307254255737882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115307254255737882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115307254255737882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hairs.html' title='hairs'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115281126412856864</id><published>2006-07-13T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T10:21:04.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blast to the past</title><content type='html'>i haven't written for so long. have to much to write and tell. smiles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how in such a short time things can change so much yet remain so relavant. i just spent 10 months away from home and being back is so familiar and comforting  like the past ten months never existed haha but yet it was so so wonderful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup some things have chnaged. thanks to jac, my room now officially looks like a prostitute's den with nor's changing of the lamp shade today, it is ahem* beautifully reddish framed with christmas twinkling lights and feather boas.... phew! pretty all the same. however i tell u some things at home have mysteriously moved man. the toilet step is higher... confirmed... i fell down. we now have four fridges at home! all the CFC!!! and my shower makes a squeaking noise whenever it is demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things in singapore remains comforting. the 54 bus still comes after 851 which comes after 852 which comes after 2 74s. the air riding down macritchie is still fresh and sweet and delightful. food tastes best when u are not the one cooking and waking up in the mornings are still noisy sweaty affairs. i went to the bird park today and i am proud to say the birdie show has finally changed! they added human birds (not a good move) but most of the birds are still alive and flying! heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who shared leuven with me... hello... i miss u... and i will post pics up soon. hugs* here's to 4pm ice cream breaks and frisbee throwings. u all were way swell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115281126412856864?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115281126412856864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115281126412856864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115281126412856864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115281126412856864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/07/blast-to-past.html' title='blast to the past'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115083348616563306</id><published>2006-06-20T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:58:06.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no!!!&lt;br /&gt;i ate too much again for dinner. i am so sad. now i can't do anything, cannot study, cos too umcomfortable, cannot shower cos i feel fat, cannot sleep... how??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how? how to psycho yourself that u are thinner than u are...&lt;br /&gt;1. be black.  get tanned. yeah so what u look like a prune at most times, u will seem smaller.&lt;br /&gt;2. stand straight. yeah have a good posture and hide that belly. don't slouch.&lt;br /&gt;3. wear black. same mentality as point 1. anyway, black is always fashionable.&lt;br /&gt;4. be funny. haha! when you have personality, everybody enjoys hanging out with you, u can't remember that you are fat (or at least feeling fat).&lt;br /&gt;5. promise yourself to exercise and eat less the next meal. there is always the future to look to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmpf... i am still feeling so full... how??? this is a vicious cycle... horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is what i made: long beans with tomatos and smashed tuna. throw in salted fish and blachan, black bean paste and chillies. mix in pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha it sounds horrendous i know. but it is quite good actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115083348616563306?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28732537.post-115081124106386182</id><published>2006-06-20T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T06:47:21.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://student.mmu.edu.my/~v3110477/why.html"&gt;http://student.mmu.edu.my/~v3110477/why.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115081124106386182?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115081124106386182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115081124106386182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115081124106386182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115081124106386182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/httpstudent.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115035823369336814</id><published>2006-06-15T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T05:25:55.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/room1%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/320/room1%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/room1%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/320/room1%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that robbie williams is in belgium and so am i. yet i am not there to see him. haha, well i get to save my 70 euros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here is what i found that made me remember the time in philippines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so Man made the bad mountains but God is there as well. in the good and in the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so do not be afraid little flock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115035823369336814?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115035823369336814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115035823369336814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115035823369336814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115035823369336814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-cant-believe-that-robbie-williams-is.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115029393603168294</id><published>2006-06-14T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T07:05:36.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/room1%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/320/room1%20012.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/room1%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/320/room1%20011.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello sherlyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because only you are the only one who appreciates my little flower, here is an update on rose for you. boy has she bloomed. thanks for sungei buloh update and btw, the new pic looks good!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115029393603168294?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115029393603168294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115029393603168294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115029393603168294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115029393603168294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-sherlyn-because-only-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115024975490603136</id><published>2006-06-13T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T18:49:14.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i lost a friend one week ago. no it was not over yet another silly squabble. how i wished it was, things would be so much easier. my friend passed away last monday, on her graduation trip. her funeral will be held today thus passes her physical presence in this world forever. i swallow as i write this. i still cannot get it into my system that lena has passed away. it seems fake, unbelievable... i could go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear lena, thank you for the friendship, thank you for the time spent together. the many laughs the times we got into trouble, the encouragements and the silly stuff u told us. i remember it was you that convinced me that we can't sit down after exercising because the lactose or something will gather in our butts, giving u big-assilitis!! even up to today i will never sit down immediately after exercising. thank you lena for the spinning- till-we-drop sessions, the monica toh classes, the barry white dancing, the mahjong cards to kick start your day, the barbeques... thank you for the bright eager response when we called you lena cheo bu; deservingly so,  you were indeed beautiful, just you and your sexy mole. thank you for the 7 years of being classmates and the many more years of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry i cannot be there to say my final goodbye to you. i am sorry i cannot see u one last time. here is good bye for now, till we meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115024975490603136?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115024975490603136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115024975490603136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115024975490603136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115024975490603136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-lost-friend-one-week-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115014418920861096</id><published>2006-06-12T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:33:51.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW SMART IS YOUR RIGHT FOOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;THIS IS SO FUNNY THAT IT WILL BOGGLE YOUR MIND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;AND YOU WILL KEEP TRYING IT AT LEAST 50 MORE TIMES TO SEE IF YOU CAN OUTSMART YOUR FOOT. BUT YOU CAN'T!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;1. WHILE SITTING AT YOUR DESK, LIFT YOUR RIGHT FOOT OFF THE FLOOR AND MAKE CLOCKWISE CIRCLES WITH IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2. NOW, WHILE DOING THIS, DRAW THE NUMBER "6" IN THE AIR WITH YOUR RIGHT HAND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;YOUR FOOT WILL CHANGE DIRECTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;LAUGH AT YOURSELF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I TOLD YOU SO...AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115014418920861096?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115014418920861096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115014418920861096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115014418920861096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115014418920861096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-smart-is-your-right-foot-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-115005753309221497</id><published>2006-06-11T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:25:33.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to complain!!!</title><content type='html'>i have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;i have so so so many thinsg to do&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to start.&lt;br /&gt;v sian&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to type CVs, i dun wanna write to firms. i dont want to start working!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling giddy.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to wash my dishes.&lt;br /&gt;i dun want to choose subject combi.&lt;br /&gt;i dun want to reply so many outstanding emails.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be back in spore for things. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;the weather is so hot, like singapore only worse because there is no air con or fan!!&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to study and i dunno how, dunno where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;i feel horrible for complaining. cos life is so good!!&lt;br /&gt;but i have a headache and nobody is listening to me whine!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to wash plates.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like exams. i dun like not knowing whether i will pass exams.&lt;br /&gt;i am sunburnt in places that are so silly. how can u sun burn your belly button!!! urgh&lt;br /&gt;i have so many decisions to make that i dun want to.&lt;br /&gt;i still have to do nonsense things now like shaking sand off the inside of my bag and putting lotion.&lt;br /&gt;jack where are you to do all this things for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am wasting my time blogging when i sld be doing more nonsense things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut........... i saw the coolest once in a life time thing today!!&lt;br /&gt;i was in the beach right and i went for a walk and i saw a SEAL!!&lt;br /&gt;yes correct a seal that was like sunbathing in the shallow waters near the shore.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i was one of the few that first took notice of it. ( i thought it was a v v ugly dog, haha)&lt;br /&gt;then more and more pple came and gathered yet it was still not afraid, it yawned and then swam a bit and yawn some more.&lt;br /&gt;how come there was a seal in a beach in belgium???? i dunno. maybe to make me happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-115005753309221497?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/115005753309221497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=115005753309221497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115005753309221497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/115005753309221497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-need-to-complain.html' title='i need to complain!!!'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114950404276839867</id><published>2006-06-05T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T03:57:08.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the little plant that remembered to bloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/taize%20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/200/taize%20071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/taize%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/200/taize%20059.jpg" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/taize%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/200/taize%20043.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/200/taize%20073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/taize%20058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/200/taize%20058.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/200/taize%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy. my flowers are blooming.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am a super duper gardener la. just one month ago, my friend's rose plant was on the verge of death and i rescued it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW it is blooming already. blooming as in with flowers k... with 3 buds some more. haha. its a happy day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is that i hardly did anything, just remember to water it. heh heh, but still i am good man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wil protect the plant from all the dangers of the world. like from kean who drop pots. if the bud drops it'll be her doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see mari, i am taking so good care of your plant dear. u must rememebr to be as good as me when the little plant finds a permament home in your graden that i forgot to see :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114950404276839867?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114950404276839867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114950404276839867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114950404276839867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114950404276839867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-plant-that-remembered-to-bloom.html' title='the little plant that remembered to bloom'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114928878859048856</id><published>2006-06-02T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T15:53:08.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mutants and happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/200161188-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/200/200161188-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if mutant powers can give happiness, happiness would be mutated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;darling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what happened to the you we knew. don't tell me sadness has always been inside hibernating, opportunistically waiting for the moment to strike. you know you are stronger than that. for all the things that came your way these years, you have rode through them always emerging stronger. so many times i look at you and know you will be alright. you have the looks, the charisma, the intellect, the personality, the warmth to make it in this seemingly harsh world. but more importantly, you have the inner beauty of faith, goodness and kindness that makes you so so special. don't kill that part of you. happiness is something you own already, haven't you realised? you are loved and desired just as you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;however, if external circumsatnces are breaking you up, its time to evaluate how much of yourself are you willing to give. time to evaluate the situation and give yourself to worthy things. after all you only pass each day once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;by the way, i think its harder for mutants to be happy. who wants to be mutated. do you really want a blue face with red horns. no, thank yu very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;love u babe. see you in a month's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114928878859048856?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114928878859048856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114928878859048856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114928878859048856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114928878859048856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/mutants-and-happiness.html' title='mutants and happiness'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114926812646197449</id><published>2006-06-02T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T10:08:46.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooooooo.....</title><content type='html'>back from Taize and it was great. ab&lt;strong&gt;soul&lt;/strong&gt;utely beautiful. here's to the many quiet experiences and the funny way things work out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many thought that cannot be said during exam mugging period, but but!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to beautiful jack and the wonderful she has grown to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/JACK%20BDAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/400/JACK%20BDAY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;                    H&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; B&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the day and have a blast!!! remember i want a surprise bday party for my bday ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love deb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114926812646197449?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114926812646197449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114926812646197449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114926812646197449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114926812646197449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/06/oooooooo_02.html' title='Oooooooo.....'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114877102239013791</id><published>2006-05-27T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T16:03:42.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Off to Taize... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.taize.fr"&gt;www.taize.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;cheers peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114877102239013791?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114877102239013791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114877102239013791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114877102239013791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114877102239013791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/05/off-to-taize.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114873502461173052</id><published>2006-05-27T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T06:09:04.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flying without wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/leuvenbirds%20010.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/320/leuvenbirds%20010.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to fly when you don't have wings to do so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy, not too difficult. just let other people carry you and then let them fly la.&lt;br /&gt;haha, cheapskate right, but true what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, after my last lecture in Leuven!!! (time is another thing that can fly without wings), i was walking through law fac to do some shopping (jac and nor's birthday), then suddenly on the pavement there was the cutest, smallest, little birdie you have ever seen. and there it was chirping and chipping as a little forlorn little bird would chirp!! so sweet right!! i whipped out my cam and started taking photos of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but oh no!! the little bird was probably lost. as far as i could see, no wings were broken, but it couldn't fly. too small maybe. what to do, what to do? it would probably die of the cold or trampled by people on the pavement. so sad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... i decided to take it home!! hahaha. i couldn't just leave it there to die... there i was, having taken advantage of it (having invaded its privacy and snapped pictures) and in the best position to take care of it (coinicidentally i have a big warm blanket and a bag to fit it in - haha i know it sounds i carry my whole house around with me). but.. i have no cage, dunno what little birdies eat, dunno what to do with it. how? still, i tried. but i am so lousy, dun even know how to grab it properly, scared i squeeze it to death. so the little bird hopped, hopped, and hopped off my blanket into the bushes...when i tried to catch it again, i saw there were two little birdies. awww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i stood back to look at the sweeties, they suddenly got very excited, chirping like crazy. they even came out to the pavement to chirp. so brave right. they found and heard their mummy bird and were so happy know. then i decided that the mummy was the best bird to look after them and carry them off... so i went shopping!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how to fly without wings, or wings that cant work perfectly? If i managed to get the little bird and carry it home, it would be flying what, cause i was carrying it. not very high la, but still it would be flying with me!! haha. so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this adventures remind me of St Therese's teaching on the little way. because we are so so small, and can never be as perfect as we should be, we just let God carry us to him. don't need to do much, just remain small with our wings that don't work well and joyfully chirp like crazy!!! he will carry us up to him. haha. so easy, but power sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Joycie, huihui and xw... remember when we found the little kittens outside macs after training?? and we were so so sad that they were left to die like that, so we started begging everybody around to take them home and nobody would listen to us. haha, rubbish right. so sad, i still remember them know, brown and white and they fit right into the palm our hands. so sweet... i wonder if they are still alive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114873502461173052?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114873502461173052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114873502461173052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114873502461173052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114873502461173052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/05/flying-without-wings.html' title='flying without wings'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114866578487953738</id><published>2006-05-26T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T10:58:23.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of gingerbeer and snails</title><content type='html'>As Singapore celebrates Eat With Your Family Day on the 26 may, this is what the legal community celebrates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email from Proff Kumar: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry but I cannot help this.  &lt;br /&gt;As you eat with your family, do note that 26 May is not just "Eat with your Family Day" but it is also the 74th anniversary of that most wonderful decision of Donoghue v Stevenson [1932] AC 562 (for non-tort lawyers - the snail in the gingerbeer bottle case).  So please ensure that you have, as one of your dishes, a lovely plate of snails (or escargot if you prefer to dress it up) and a good bottle of ginger beer along with your Tiger beer to wash down the slugs.    &lt;br /&gt;Happy Eat with your Family Day!!!  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;Kumar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!! Crappy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114866578487953738?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114866578487953738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114866578487953738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114866578487953738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114866578487953738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/05/of-gingerbeer-and-snails.html' title='of gingerbeer and snails'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114863125966294153</id><published>2006-05-26T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:27:56.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my greedy hearts desire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/IMG_0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/400/IMG_0489.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a list of what i want for my burfdae!!!&lt;br /&gt;{its only wants ok... not must haves,cos i have everything i need, but i know if u want me happier...}&lt;br /&gt;1. Labrador doggie &lt;br /&gt;(pls mummy, i will take care of it, see it even rhymes with name already- laBRAdor and deboRah - it is meant to be!!)&lt;br /&gt;2. sewing machine: so i can make all the things in super quick time then i can give it to u...&lt;br /&gt;3. Jars of Clay CD: redemption songs!!! so nice, but erm i would only like one copy so peeps pls consult with each other before u get it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in JC, i really wanted the Barry White CD and in the end, after all my whining jer and Jack got it for me. what the heaps!! what was i gg to do with 2 disks o a fat man in a blue suit who wasn't as white his name claims to be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but...thankeewsss. Oh i miss u red-grey-red. i hope comm classes are treating u well.&lt;br /&gt;catch up during class party k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jackjack, the only smally in my heart; happy happy birthday soon. can't believe my pesky sister, whom i adore is turning 17 soon.... awwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLS NOTE: The List Will Only Get Longer, do make an effort to check it often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114863125966294153?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114863125966294153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114863125966294153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114863125966294153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114863125966294153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-greedy-hearts-desire.html' title='my greedy hearts desire...'/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114859110036328404</id><published>2006-05-25T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:05:00.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/leuven%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/200/leuven%20028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty maids in a row&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114859110036328404?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114859110036328404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114859110036328404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114859110036328404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114859110036328404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/05/pretty-maids-in-row.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114859027551317257</id><published>2006-05-25T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T13:51:15.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/1600/spainII%20368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5090/3031/320/spainII%20368.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Jars Of Clay&lt;br /&gt;Album: Redemption Songs&lt;br /&gt;Track: It Is Well With My Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When peace like a river attendeth my way&lt;br /&gt;When sorrows like sea billows roll&lt;br /&gt;What ever my lot you have taught me to say&lt;br /&gt;It is well, it is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the devil will ruin, though trials may come&lt;br /&gt;Let this blessed assurance control&lt;br /&gt;That Christ has regarded my helpless estate&lt;br /&gt;And He shed His own blood for my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well, with my soul&lt;br /&gt;It is well, it is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sin, oh the bliss of this glorious thought&lt;br /&gt;My sin not in part but the whole&lt;br /&gt;Is nailed to the cross and I bear it no more&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well, with my soul&lt;br /&gt;It is well, it is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;It is well, it is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lord haste the day when my faith shall be sight&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds be rolled back as a scroll&lt;br /&gt;The trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend&lt;br /&gt;Even so, it is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;It is well, it is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well with my soul&lt;br /&gt;It is well, it is well with my soul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114859027551317257?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114859027551317257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114859027551317257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114859027551317257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114859027551317257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/05/artist-jars-of-clay-album-redemption.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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-28732537.post-114857357162982031</id><published>2006-05-25T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T09:12:51.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;this is my first entry in my new blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yay!! all very exciting and new. I can so imagine all u silly friends laughing at how slow i am at these silly electronic, techy savy things, but i know u love me all the same. :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sorta regret not having a blog to recount my exciting adventures in boring belgium, but it is never to late to begin. have so many things to write about but i first just wanna blog about American College here in Leuven...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the american college is a place where seminaries and other students live. one of the prettiest living places in leuven, with garden, big kitchens and all... must be all the donations they receive, and u should check out what the seminarians have for breakfast. wah! yummy crossiants with all kinds of real cereal and different varieties of milk.. all this on real plates and coffee cups with matching saucers. can u imagine continental breakfast everyday!!! ok ok but all this is just the exterior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what i really enjoy and thankful for is the quiet community and support they have been to me. its so great to go to mass early in the morning and see all these brothers and some priests dressed sombrely (yet sometimes super slack) in black waiting upon the Lord. and while you are drifting off in early morning stupor, their voices in perfect acapella of praise wakes u up to the beauty of worshiping Christ to start off ur day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;they may sound all super boring people but i tell u these are the same people who have regular, passionate poker nights, go to rock concerts, discuss about the best alcohol around and know how to have a blasting wicked time. yet they are the same people who spent years on medical ships tending to unimaginable poverty, same people who devote their lives to missions in Africa tending to child soldiers and war victims, same people who can turn u upside down in theological debates that tie in feminism, &lt;em&gt;Alien &lt;/em&gt;2, and unpronunceable concepts together, the very same people who are building up the church of Christ and commiting themselves to God and his people with their resounding Yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but most of all, i really cherish what the community have generously given me. they encouraged, they befriended, they allowed themselves to be perfect instruments of God that inspired and gave hope. all this in simply living their routine, unexceptional lives. so many a times, i return revitalised, joyful and having gained direction in life. nothing special or extraordinary, yet so powerful and supernatural. magical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'll grab some pics of them and put it up soon. they are a funny mix. hahha.. some super super big, some tall, short, fierce, friendly, thin, lanky, some have super duper high soprano voices, others deep base, all with dif complexions and nationalities to boot. And! oh, i have heard some of the best sermons ever here. cool stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway, thank God for little communities that bless and encourage his children every step of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28732537-114857357162982031?l=bamboozel-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/feeds/114857357162982031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28732537&amp;postID=114857357162982031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114857357162982031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28732537/posts/default/114857357162982031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bamboozel-.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-my-first-entry-in-my-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08284020561503382945</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></feed>
