<?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-5356317048199453303</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:28:41.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5172829265733460326</id><published>2010-02-06T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:34:48.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved on to tumblr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5172829265733460326?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5172829265733460326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5172829265733460326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5172829265733460326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5172829265733460326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2010/02/moved-on-to-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-4666833029970543831</id><published>2009-07-23T00:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T01:47:42.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dione missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dione's abnormal:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SmdKIui76dI/AAAAAAAAA58/TGkKErFli4w/s1600-h/5740_117183175664_688685664_2285331_3677676_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361335395201837522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SmdKIui76dI/AAAAAAAAA58/TGkKErFli4w/s400/5740_117183175664_688685664_2285331_3677676_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dione's normal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SmdJ568udFI/AAAAAAAAA50/MEXEliGhfLo/s1600-h/5740_117183190664_688685664_2285333_2314331_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361335140833195090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SmdJ568udFI/AAAAAAAAA50/MEXEliGhfLo/s400/5740_117183190664_688685664_2285333_2314331_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When &lt;em&gt;Love me&lt;/em&gt; by Collin Raye just started to play, I thought of Dione (Dioney.. you know why:P )&lt;/div&gt;Just changed into my neon green Saturate tee and I thought of Dione, cos we got them together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361334199688988114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SmdJDI6dhdI/AAAAAAAAA5s/SMHznFbOaAc/s400/Photo118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bye Dioney... Miss you very muchie.. Take very good care of yourself. God bless~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-4666833029970543831?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4666833029970543831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=4666833029970543831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4666833029970543831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4666833029970543831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/07/dione-missing.html' title='dione missing'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SmdKIui76dI/AAAAAAAAA58/TGkKErFli4w/s72-c/5740_117183175664_688685664_2285331_3677676_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6626847530327800375</id><published>2009-07-12T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:18:08.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UXCoHxX1OC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UXCoHxX1OC8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I see the King of glory&lt;br /&gt;Coming on the clouds with fire&lt;br /&gt;The whole earth shakes&lt;br /&gt;The whole earth shakes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I see his love and mercy&lt;br /&gt;Washing over all our sin&lt;br /&gt;The people sing&lt;br /&gt;The people sing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna in the highest &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna in the highest &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I see a generation&lt;br /&gt;Rising up to take their place&lt;br /&gt;With selfless faith&lt;br /&gt;With selfless faith &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I see a near revival&lt;br /&gt;Stirring as we pray and seek&lt;br /&gt;We're on our knees&lt;br /&gt;We're on our knees&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heal my heart and make it clean&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eyes to the things unseen&lt;br /&gt;Show me how to love like You have loved me&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart for what breaks Yours&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am for Your kingdom's cause&lt;br /&gt;As I go from nothing to eternity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6626847530327800375?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6626847530327800375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6626847530327800375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6626847530327800375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6626847530327800375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/07/hosanna.html' title='Hosanna'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6191647372467082749</id><published>2009-06-29T19:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:12:24.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearly missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The busker sings &lt;em&gt;What A Friend We Have In Jesus&lt;/em&gt; at the orchard underpass. A sudden brief nostalgia came over me; I miss my grandma. This was one of the songs played at her funeral eight years ago, and ever since then, whenever I hear this song I'm reminded of &lt;em&gt;Popo&lt;/em&gt; and how our Lord Jesus brought comfort to us in her demise. Glad that she was called Home to be with the Lord, in the arms of Jesus. Dearly missed and remembered always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I used to tell my aunt "Po1po2 zu3 de4 zhou1 bi3 Mummy zu3 de4 zhou1 hao3 chi1." My mum's an amazing cook, by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6191647372467082749?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6191647372467082749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6191647372467082749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6191647372467082749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6191647372467082749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/06/dearly-missed.html' title='Dearly missed'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-8840822476318476075</id><published>2009-06-28T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:40:17.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom at midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rwTaWu2KUCk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rwTaWu2KUCk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a video of my performance. Didn't managed to capture the beginning part in this version. Too bad the sound quality turned out terrible on my cam-phone, in the really nice up-close video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pardon the many booboos..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont expect anywhere half near David Benoit, but hope you'll like it:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To my dear parents, sis karen, mitch, kelvin, alicia, jane, dione, crystal, ashley, sharon, jezica, alvin, scuter, andrew, junhui: Thank you all sweeties for coming to support! I'm so touched:) And had a blast today with you all! Doing silly things outside love the world.. the countless pictures we took.. haha.. Blessed week ahead!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-8840822476318476075?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/8840822476318476075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=8840822476318476075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8840822476318476075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8840822476318476075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/06/freedom-at-midnight.html' title='Freedom at midnight'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-4160018690675880992</id><published>2009-06-26T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:42:08.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The secret of happiness.</title><content type='html'>Church camp was great because God's presence was there:) I guess I knew whatever it takes I would cross that line (making that decision to be set apart for Jesus), but it did take a few seconds of battling in my mind to actually act on it. And He gave me the assurance that He does not look at my incapabilities and will provide all that is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing to see God touching and working in the lives of the youths. And over the past year, I saw that my girls have grown. They all turned up for morning devotion, given 5 mins grace time. I remember how I had to call them even after morning devotion and some of them were still uncontactable. To add to it, most of them served in CK this year, yay! Double yay for those who cannot stand little kids, haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Jaiho dance we put up during the talent time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y51xbsScTUY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y51xbsScTUY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the video of Care Bear &amp;amp; Friends. :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-4160018690675880992?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4160018690675880992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=4160018690675880992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4160018690675880992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4160018690675880992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/06/secret-of-happiness.html' title='The secret of happiness.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-802646691598924987</id><published>2009-06-12T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:25:30.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation, 27 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346102087011635954" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SjEs5smzJXI/AAAAAAAAA4s/fpKqEZ_VYVI/s400/DSC05931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-802646691598924987?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/802646691598924987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=802646691598924987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/802646691598924987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/802646691598924987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation-27-may-2009.html' title='Graduation, 27 May 2009'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SjErhfVNkvI/AAAAAAAAA4c/vi2MmPE1FuQ/s72-c/193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7665812476939197137</id><published>2009-06-11T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:41:06.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Vivien!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SjEwviUedKI/AAAAAAAAA5E/86VjBwyoL0U/s1600-h/232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346107825890161826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SjEwviUedKI/AAAAAAAAA5E/86VjBwyoL0U/s400/232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SjEqUdXbWQI/AAAAAAAAA4U/SIFvl6H7Lyg/s1600-h/227.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;girls day out :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pig out at pete's place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;monsters and aliens 3D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank God for such an amazingly wonderful friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May the good Lord bless you with His peace and joy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to fill your heart in all the days to come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May you walk this journey with every step a step closer to Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord be with you and keep you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you loads, bestie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7665812476939197137?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7665812476939197137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7665812476939197137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7665812476939197137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7665812476939197137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-vivien.html' title='Happy Birthday, Vivien!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SjEwviUedKI/AAAAAAAAA5E/86VjBwyoL0U/s72-c/232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-9066433949134963432</id><published>2009-06-01T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:54:00.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>car rides</title><content type='html'>(passes erp gantry)&lt;br /&gt;(erp not deducted from cashcard)&lt;br /&gt;dad: eh, how come it didn't get detected?&lt;br /&gt;(dad fiddling with the cashcard; bro, sis and i staring at dad fiddling with cashcard)&lt;br /&gt;dad: it's working what...&lt;br /&gt;sis: maybe........ MONDAY SPECIAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only my sis can come up with that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis: (sings) ponyo ponyo..... (yups, she's still at ponyo)&lt;br /&gt;bro: shut up, karen....&lt;br /&gt;me: oh, i wanna watch! heard it's something like spirited away.&lt;br /&gt;(bro sings &amp;amp; sis hums spirited away song)&lt;br /&gt;me: nooooooo.........!!! don't sing spirited away....&lt;br /&gt;bro: why?&lt;br /&gt;sis: i thought you like?&lt;br /&gt;me: now you got that song stuck in my head, and it's going to be stuck there for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much later.......&lt;br /&gt;(dad hums spirited away song)&lt;br /&gt;sis: we got that song stuck in dad's head too.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: when jem was young, rem how he washed his bread after it dropped on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;all: (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;bro: at least better than karen. she shaved off one eyebrow when she was young.&lt;br /&gt;sis: that was when i was sleepwalking can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis: wah, so early.. i wanna sleep somemore. (she didn't sleep the whole journey to school though)&lt;br /&gt;dad: why not i send jeremy to school first? (jokingly; we were already at np gate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sis' landmarks in np: upstairs (health sci block at the hill top), downstairs, middle, big zebra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at "upstairs"...&lt;br /&gt;sis: so early, i can take 30mins to get out of the car.....&lt;br /&gt;sis: one toe, another toe........&lt;br /&gt;(she's finally out of the car)&lt;br /&gt;dad: got all your ten toes out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-9066433949134963432?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/9066433949134963432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=9066433949134963432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/9066433949134963432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/9066433949134963432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/06/car-rides.html' title='car rides'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1669371472595239208</id><published>2009-05-21T01:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:32:04.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening walks</title><content type='html'>from talking about wearing sunglasses after instrumentation prac, to dad going to Plymouth tomorrow, to sharing about some issues, to......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: what's your love language?... i think it's words of affirmation.&lt;br /&gt;me: i think quality time as well.&lt;br /&gt;mum: ya, many have 2 dominant love languages. what do you think is mine?&lt;br /&gt;me: hmm.... definitely not gifts. acts of service!&lt;br /&gt;mum ya! i think so too.. (almost breaking into laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my mum, my mentor, my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1669371472595239208?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1669371472595239208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1669371472595239208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1669371472595239208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1669371472595239208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/05/evening-walks.html' title='Evening walks'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1885000232338012577</id><published>2009-05-20T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:14:09.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On replay mode...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;beautiful melodies, brilliant arrangement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;talented musicians, incredible spirit-fingers, amazing multitasking cellist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sweet dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOVE STORY (Taylor Swift) meets VIVA LA VIDA (Coldplay) - Piano Cello - by Jon Schmidt&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits: Derek, for sharing good music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1885000232338012577?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1885000232338012577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1885000232338012577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1885000232338012577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1885000232338012577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-replay-mode.html' title='On replay mode...'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-8634303425037615150</id><published>2009-05-15T22:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:03:57.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little perks in life</title><content type='html'>me: jem, ask for another plate...&lt;br /&gt;bro: err... what is plate in chinese ah?&lt;br /&gt;me: pan2! &lt;p&gt;(bro comes back with a bowl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha, told ya the chinese is worse back where i come from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: my guitar string snapped.&lt;br /&gt;mum: you bought your guitar just recently, and your string snapped so fast?&lt;br /&gt;bro: for many months already.&lt;br /&gt;sis to mum: you're supposed to change the guitar strings when...(pauses to think)&lt;br /&gt;mum: when what?&lt;br /&gt;sis: .......when the string snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis: (singing the wondergirls) i want nobody, nobody but &lt;em&gt;tew...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: who is tew? new boyfriend ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis: (singing) ponyo ponyo...............&lt;br /&gt;bro: ahhh... shut up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sis: (continues singing) ponyo ponyo...............&lt;br /&gt;(bro hides mischievously around the corner)&lt;br /&gt;(bro lashes out his black-tee-shirt-of-a-weapon)&lt;br /&gt;(sis screams)&lt;br /&gt;(bro lashes out his black-tee-shirt-of-a-weapon again)&lt;br /&gt;(sis grabs bro's black-tee-shirt-of-a-weapon)&lt;br /&gt;bro: ahh!! my shirt!&lt;br /&gt;(they end up running around the house playing tug of war)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my eighteen-year-old sis and seventeen-year-old bro, for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if you think you're having a serious miscommunication with someone, check out this one...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis: ah, i farted.&lt;br /&gt;mum: what you want for breakfast tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;sis: wah, my fart stinks!&lt;br /&gt;mum: what you want for breakfast tomorrow? there's pau, bread.......&lt;br /&gt;sis: i farted there. can smell?&lt;br /&gt;mum: (adamant in getting an answer, with index finger below her nose) what you want for breakfast tomorrow?!&lt;br /&gt;sis: not smelly anymore la...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-8634303425037615150?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/8634303425037615150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=8634303425037615150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8634303425037615150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8634303425037615150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-perks-in-life.html' title='little perks in life'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-3916344686742826584</id><published>2009-05-10T21:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:51:14.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time flies - what an understatement. I'm already into my 4th week of school. Student of Manchester University Singapore doing the SP-UM Optometry Degree Programee. That means another 2 more years in SP. Same place, different feeling. Feels like Chanel, Deir and Leng are ponning school every day. I sure miss them....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334185047947167442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SgbVChUXRtI/AAAAAAAAA38/ZcAwGvx3voQ/s400/25102007156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A super old pic taken during 'green day'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deir, pls send me all the pics again, those that I copied from your hard disk were all still on the desktop and so lost with the old laptop. I've already sent you all the photos I had, don't sue me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School's still alright for me, other than the overload of information. Time table is much nicer than the diploma one. I guess cause there's alot of self-studying to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was really late for class one of the days, due to a massive jam (was caught in 2 to be exact - 1 along PIE and there other at queensway). Strong winds the night before caused 2 trees to topple, blocking traffic on my route to school. A blessing in disguise I must say, because I bumped into Mr Konda while scurrying to the lecture venue. And it was only then I found out that this dedicated lecturer of mine was going to Sydney to pursue his PHD. So we gathered the troops and had a farewell for Mr Konda @Samy's Curry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SgbVC6IczWI/AAAAAAAAA4M/58rzAV9pFr4/s1600-h/Konda%27s+farewell+-+group+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334185054608084322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SgbVC6IczWI/AAAAAAAAA4M/58rzAV9pFr4/s400/Konda%27s+farewell+-+group+shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SgbVCyBRtXI/AAAAAAAAA4E/wjlmnwHL2vc/s1600-h/Konda%27s+farewell+-+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334185052430513522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SgbVCyBRtXI/AAAAAAAAA4E/wjlmnwHL2vc/s400/Konda%27s+farewell+-+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All the best in your future endeavours, Mr Konda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-3916344686742826584?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3916344686742826584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=3916344686742826584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3916344686742826584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3916344686742826584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SgbVChUXRtI/AAAAAAAAA38/ZcAwGvx3voQ/s72-c/25102007156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-762843530509458923</id><published>2009-03-25T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:49:17.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate lizards.</title><content type='html'>Back in those days when my family was living in our humble abode in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; South, I had a really traumatic experience of stepping on a lizard while passing through the toilet, from my room to the kitchen. I ran out crying, for what seemed like hours. The pesky little creature took the other exit. &lt;em&gt;Yes, I was still light enough then and did not flatten the lizard to death. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 years later, I'm still running away and screaming at the top of my lungs, at any encounters with those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;squamates&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out from my grandma that egg shells deter the lizards from coming. She has containers of egg shells around the rubbish chute. Apparently, she relates that it works. May be I should give it a tried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-762843530509458923?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/762843530509458923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=762843530509458923' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/762843530509458923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/762843530509458923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-lizards.html' title='I hate lizards.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1850120791585929179</id><published>2009-03-23T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:42:05.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/ScZoQEojuII/AAAAAAAAA30/ynhMTbmrFgg/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316051035488499842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/ScZoQEojuII/AAAAAAAAA30/ynhMTbmrFgg/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/ScZnodpis5I/AAAAAAAAA3s/o6ny5q0-LNs/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbles have a way to make one happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a wonder why little kids are drawn to bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/ScZkaehR7lI/AAAAAAAAA3k/joqJlS0iMQg/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Auntie Irene and Mama taught me how to play &lt;em&gt;Ceki &lt;/em&gt;today :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1850120791585929179?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1850120791585929179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1850120791585929179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1850120791585929179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1850120791585929179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/bubbles.html' title='Bubbles'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/ScZoQEojuII/AAAAAAAAA30/ynhMTbmrFgg/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6995382089070577266</id><published>2009-03-18T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:30:03.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;even when i was stuck, locked in my own room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sb_dkO3QbCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ktuXaA202OM/s1600-h/DSC01684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314209699855363106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sb_dkO3QbCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ktuXaA202OM/s400/DSC01684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the locksmith broke in, and found me sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;God's the giver of peace, amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6995382089070577266?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6995382089070577266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6995382089070577266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6995382089070577266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6995382089070577266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-is-good.html' title='God is good!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sb_dkO3QbCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ktuXaA202OM/s72-c/DSC01684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6530192241153456131</id><published>2009-03-16T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:24:05.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alpha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sb5rztOmy4I/AAAAAAAAA3M/YcxCejA37tY/s1600-h/DSC03895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313803146402122626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sb5rztOmy4I/AAAAAAAAA3M/YcxCejA37tY/s400/DSC03895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the first time we're running alpha and God is amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our meetings are always full of fun and laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting to know one another better as we discover more about God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then there was alpha weekend......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313804604946039458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sb5tImukwqI/AAAAAAAAA3U/NccHP37iwCM/s400/alpha+weekend.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Welcome the 2 new brothers Andrew and Kamen to the family!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The angels in heaven rejoice with us even as they received the Lord Jesus Christ as their personal Lord and Saviour!&lt;br /&gt;And I really thank the Lord for letting me experience the joy of salvation, having seen them desire to know more about God, reading the Bible (at record speed), and growing in their faith in the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6530192241153456131?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6530192241153456131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6530192241153456131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6530192241153456131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6530192241153456131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/alpha.html' title='Alpha!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sb5rztOmy4I/AAAAAAAAA3M/YcxCejA37tY/s72-c/DSC03895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5621098980427462218</id><published>2009-03-10T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:04:24.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a kid</title><content type='html'>Setting: In the car, driving off from Giant.&lt;br /&gt;*pushes the trolley back*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mum, can I keep the dollar?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Sure~~!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yay! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Sis: She wants the dollar so her Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's pint will cost her a dollar less...&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Yah, next time you push the trolley back, I'll let you keep the dollar coin.&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Okay, I'll accompany you to Giant 11 times to push the trolley back, so that my Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's will be for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Downstairs, swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;*stares at my brother*&lt;br /&gt;*looks to the pool slide*&lt;br /&gt;*bro caught my hint*&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Haha... okay! How long have we not gone on the slide?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I can't remember..... few years?&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Got age limit or not?&lt;br /&gt;*browses through the signboard*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Doesn't mention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I feel like a kid all over again:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably the hols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5621098980427462218?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5621098980427462218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5621098980427462218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5621098980427462218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5621098980427462218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-kid.html' title='Just a kid'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-352379868776995704</id><published>2009-03-07T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:58:39.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom at midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9cBcL0iaW04&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;David Benoit!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wonder how long it'll take me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-352379868776995704?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/352379868776995704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=352379868776995704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/352379868776995704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/352379868776995704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/freedom-at-midnight.html' title='Freedom at midnight'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7472483469898105293</id><published>2009-03-07T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:38:26.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith.</title><content type='html'>An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;He asks one of his new students to stand and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : So you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Is God all-powerful?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student is silent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Is Satan good?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No. &lt;br /&gt;Prof : Where does Satan come from? &lt;br /&gt;Student : From...God...&lt;br /&gt;Prof : That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct? &lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : So who created evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student does not answer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : So, who created them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student has no answer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God? &lt;br /&gt;Student : No, sir. &lt;br /&gt;Prof : Tell us if you have ever heard your God? &lt;br /&gt;Student : No , sir.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Yet you still believe in Him? &lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student : And is there such a thing as cold?&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Student : No sir. There isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Student : You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : So what is the point you are making, young man?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;Prof : Flawed? Can you explain how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;Prof : If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The class is in uproar.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class breaks out into laughter.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it?.....No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, How do we then trust your lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof : I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son. &lt;br /&gt;Student : That is it sir. The link between man &amp; God is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving &amp; alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7472483469898105293?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7472483469898105293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7472483469898105293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7472483469898105293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7472483469898105293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/03/faith.html' title='Faith.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7017741617896922775</id><published>2009-02-28T18:41:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:36:30.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ubin Escapade 260209</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307798164059104530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakWTuw2pRI/AAAAAAAAAzc/0jctzqzeL0g/s400/DSC04200x.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;we were strangers starting out on our journey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307841271911336402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sak9g8BuydI/AAAAAAAAA1M/6YIfcYQl_kw/s400/DSC04148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never dreaming what we'd have to go through&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307836963548087826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sak5mKH4xhI/AAAAAAAAA00/i4LQ3qRu5m4/s400/DSC04235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now here we are &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307838661963705890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sak7JBNubiI/AAAAAAAAA08/eS0x1mfVEBk/s400/DSC04237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and I'm suddenly standing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307839485087882290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sak747l0nDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Miz_1jWnoEg/s400/DSC04146.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;at the beginning with you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307853312983161570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SalId0g92uI/AAAAAAAAA2k/C5pZLHRTKMI/s400/DSC04189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one told me I was going to find you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802258909342210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakaCFROqgI/AAAAAAAAAz0/16Le_gwEadQ/s400/DSC04222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unexpected what you did to my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307844525766596178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SalAeVlR1lI/AAAAAAAAA1c/irA0RajM3Gg/s400/DSC04099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I lost hope you were there to remind me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802253442880146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakaBw57EpI/AAAAAAAAAzs/nh0vpxLUSo4/s400/DSC04175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307836952393777922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sak5lgkfgwI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Eo9aop9NnUI/s400/DSC04145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life is a road and I want to keep going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307836947245112194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Sak5lNY9G4I/AAAAAAAAA0U/NpwC_XNaXL0/s400/DSC04190.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;love is a river I want to keep flowing&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307846569029375698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SalCVRVFltI/AAAAAAAAA18/EQaHsCet1ko/s400/DSC04195.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is a road now and forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307846573278297122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SalCVhKG_CI/AAAAAAAAA2E/ogyrHTUniio/s400/DSC04192.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a wonderful journey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307850372440190466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SalFyqI47gI/AAAAAAAAA2U/uf48FLCyzDw/s400/DSC04154.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there when the world stops turning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307798158324654674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakWTZZp4lI/AAAAAAAAAzU/4QmRMeffSqQ/s400/DSC04183.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there when the storm is through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802266421029810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakaChQJ67I/AAAAAAAAAz8/S7UKMrVz8DE/s400/DSC04259.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;in the end I wanna be standing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802270975180578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakaCyN8vyI/AAAAAAAAA0E/j287xco-3bE/s400/DSC04252x.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;at the beginning with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307850366640409522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SalFyUiHS7I/AAAAAAAAA2M/R79SZkSBqDA/s400/DSC04172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;w&lt;/em&gt;e were strangers on a crazy adventure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307802278127774962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakaDM3QrPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/VEub_Q5N6V4/s400/DSC04224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;never dreaming how our dreams would come true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307853766348232642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SalI4Nbn18I/AAAAAAAAA2s/qClhlxOKXpo/s400/DSC04204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now here we stand unafraid of the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307798149004543746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakWS2rkRwI/AAAAAAAAAzE/8cb1LVhRCBE/s400/DSC04171x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;at the beginning with you &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KsVMH-jfgBo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KsVMH-jfgBo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7017741617896922775?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7017741617896922775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7017741617896922775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7017741617896922775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7017741617896922775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2009/02/ubin-escapade-260209.html' title='Ubin Escapade 260209'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SakWTuw2pRI/AAAAAAAAAzc/0jctzqzeL0g/s72-c/DSC04200x.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5245752696728912206</id><published>2008-12-08T20:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:34:27.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True story of the little nonyas and babas.</title><content type='html'>I was at my grandma's house, with Dad and Mum, yesterday. The aunties were having their usual rounds of &lt;em&gt;Ceki&lt;/em&gt; (nonya mahjong). Radio was tune in to Gold 90.5. Then the other generation started reminiscing the past kampong days. Those were the days when all the children were cramped into a room sleeping on mattresses on planks laid out; when they were still using the bucket system; when my Ah Kong had a beautiful garden of planted trees including mango and papaya; when the area flooded a few times leaving remnants of cow dung from the neighbour's floating around in the flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: There was one time I kicked Ah Kong off the bed. Then I said, "Eh, you fell off the bed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the aunties were talking about the little pranks they played when they were young. They dug a hole in the sand road, and covered it with paper, with the intention to have some good laughs. &lt;em&gt;Sadistic I know&lt;/em&gt;. But instead, some Yong Tau Foo seller carrying hot soup, in the 2 buckets supported by the rod over his shoulder, fell into that trap. In shock, my aunties scrambled away leaving the yong tau foo man cursing and swearing in all directions, not knowing who played this naughty trick on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncles and their cousins had their fair share of mischief. As little boys, they tied collector's play cards to a string and threw it out on the pavement. They then hid behind the fence and waited for their prey. Some passer-by would try to pick the deck up, but before they could the boys would pull at the string. Then there was one passer-by that did not notice the bait of cards. My dad's cousin went out and shouted, "Eh! You drop your cards!" The guy who was cycling past then replied, "Oh ya! Those are mine!" As he reached forward, the boys pulled at the string. The guy then continued to run after the deck for a few tries, before he finally realised he had been tricked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my grandma said, "these children of mine were very naughty when they were young!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love story-telling sessions. The main characters in the stories must have enjoyed it more. They were laughing so hard till tears rolled out of their eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5245752696728912206?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5245752696728912206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5245752696728912206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5245752696728912206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5245752696728912206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-my-grandma-said-these-children-of.html' title='True story of the little nonyas and babas.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6691725416061842304</id><published>2008-12-06T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:23:48.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sway - Bic Runga</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hfb2tygywdg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hfb2tygywdg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6691725416061842304?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6691725416061842304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6691725416061842304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6691725416061842304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6691725416061842304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/12/sway-bic-runga.html' title='Sway - Bic Runga'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1748598376087173311</id><published>2008-11-10T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:03:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ck6aji4bdWU&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other left. Two women will be grinding with a hand mill; one will be taken and the other left. Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what time of the night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would not have let his house be broken into. So you also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an house when you do not expect him." -Matthew 25:40-44&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1748598376087173311?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1748598376087173311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1748598376087173311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1748598376087173311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1748598376087173311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/11/are-you-ready.html' title='Are you ready?'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-3607147959448496237</id><published>2008-09-27T23:06:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:53:36.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Still well, alive and kicking. Thanks all for supporting in prayer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India trip was really really fun!!! Really a great place to be in, though living conditions compromised, but the people are really nice, warm and happy. Their culture is so vibrant and lively, and I had such a memorable, enjoyable as well as fulfilling experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Team Butter Chicken Curry :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722369830113378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SN5QLQPr0GI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4gWJQpYYUYo/s400/IMGP1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm missing India.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-3607147959448496237?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3607147959448496237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=3607147959448496237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3607147959448496237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3607147959448496237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SN5QLQPr0GI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4gWJQpYYUYo/s72-c/IMGP1001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-79069809114267759</id><published>2008-08-09T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:30:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peektures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;National Day celebration cum break fast party at Qians!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2sdyzRKfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/QiqrcVrY9kM/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232527969927375346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2sdyzRKfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/QiqrcVrY9kM/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qian's mum makes the best lagsana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep the home-baked durian cakes away from me. Dont even think of burping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Belgium Chocolate ice cream from Andersons with Saralee cake never tasted so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singing along to Phantom of the Opera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singapore flag fly pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heart-shaped formation by fighter jets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fabulous time capturing photos of memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some &lt;em&gt;stinky&lt;/em&gt; moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wonderful day spent with the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my Ruth Tribe:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alumni Concert Symphonique 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232527982897010930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2sejHeGPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/_nDKKk3oeCA/s400/section+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The wonderful trumpet section:)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2seZp4gtI/AAAAAAAAAeA/NgGEf04kvfU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232527984061433458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2sendFxnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/qWC1eq3eqyM/s400/n807635455_3736995_4693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Batchmates! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232540474689497906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ231qq4qzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/uEtVPGh8R1U/s400/batch+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Section batchmates cum pirates seconds! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232527980356993746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2seZp4gtI/AAAAAAAAAeA/NgGEf04kvfU/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you lovely, ardent supporters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2se7htSQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3c8GTTnLYNI/s1600-h/Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232527989449509122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2se7htSQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3c8GTTnLYNI/s400/Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty some time back.. The celebration for viv and rach was a blast! With 21 birthday items given and put on them one by one, I'm glad they had fun! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-79069809114267759?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/79069809114267759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=79069809114267759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/79069809114267759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/79069809114267759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/08/peektures.html' title='Peektures'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SJ2sdyzRKfI/AAAAAAAAAd4/QiqrcVrY9kM/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7328012070883181249</id><published>2008-06-28T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:36:42.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you have your wedding in the zoo?</title><content type='html'>N: Do you want to get married in the zoo?&lt;br /&gt;T: No...&lt;br /&gt;N: (&lt;em&gt;pauses, re-thinking her statement..)&lt;/em&gt; But wait.. i dont wanna marry you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goes into fits of hysteria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7328012070883181249?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7328012070883181249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7328012070883181249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7328012070883181249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7328012070883181249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/06/would-you-have-your-wedding-in-zoo.html' title='Would you have your wedding in the zoo?'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5243006829590284819</id><published>2008-06-26T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:29:10.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The way you look at me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hVTtA7EZ1S4" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my favourites by Christian Bautisa :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the mv is abit cheesy though.... haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5243006829590284819?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5243006829590284819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5243006829590284819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5243006829590284819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5243006829590284819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/06/way-you-look-at-me.html' title='The way you look at me.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-3491689168930051471</id><published>2008-06-25T23:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:49:04.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss soft serve ice cream with cocktail.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was on the way home in the car with Dad. And I felt a sudden nostalgia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Dad, I miss soft serve ice cream with cocktail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad: Yea, yea.. we used to share one after school, when you were in primary school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Without Mum knowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad: And I used to tell you, "but after that must finish your dinner okay? If not Mum will scold."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: YAH. But she always found out in the end. Somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad: Then both of us get scolding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;approaching Shell petrol station (we used to get our soft-served ice cream from Bedok Esso petrol station)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dad: Want me to turn in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: They dont have it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-3491689168930051471?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3491689168930051471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=3491689168930051471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3491689168930051471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3491689168930051471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-miss-soft-serve-ice-cream-with.html' title='I miss soft serve ice cream with cocktail.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5255540408286343648</id><published>2008-06-10T02:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:48.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed Jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mitch and I had our very first duet performance at northwood jazz piano recital last last sat, 31st May. We played a &lt;em&gt;relaxing&lt;/em&gt; Latin Jazz number, So Nice (Summer Samba). Video clip of our performance can't be uploaded despite countless tries. :( But here are some pictures: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209952808366222242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14ecc3q6I/AAAAAAAAAck/VFa_PLYjiZY/s400/P1030011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14d1c5p0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/dIl4Bi7SAX8/s1600-h/P1030005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209952797897369410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14d1c5p0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/dIl4Bi7SAX8/s400/P1030005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14eymsX2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/BN3CPWH-qZw/s1600-h/P1030046-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209952814313004898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14eymsX2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/BN3CPWH-qZw/s400/P1030046-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at our stressed faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14freUM5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/CVMwYqJsv_U/s1600-h/P1030095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209952829578687378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14freUM5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/CVMwYqJsv_U/s400/P1030095.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;comments? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14gDWhjWI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PyjUlmFpH28/s1600-h/P1030097-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209952835988458850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14gDWhjWI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PyjUlmFpH28/s400/P1030097-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks all for coming to support!!! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5255540408286343648?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5255540408286343648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5255540408286343648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5255540408286343648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5255540408286343648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/06/stressed-jazz.html' title='Stressed Jazz'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SE14ecc3q6I/AAAAAAAAAck/VFa_PLYjiZY/s72-c/P1030011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5135977186552528046</id><published>2008-06-01T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:50.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations to Andrea, Cheryl and all who were baptised last sunday! Welcome to the family:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlHVNeVYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/NJt3MdFnfxw/s1600-h/IMG_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206905664565040514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlHVNeVYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/NJt3MdFnfxw/s400/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;“Commit your way to the Lord; trust in Him &amp;amp; He will do this:&lt;br /&gt;He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn, the justice of your cause like the noon day sun.”&lt;br /&gt;- Psalms 37:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlH7KWpvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mOUXYgXTULY/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206905674752501490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlH7KWpvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mOUXYgXTULY/s400/DSC00760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”&lt;br /&gt;-Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlIb7DXII/AAAAAAAAAb8/y2lz5QqhHdE/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206905683546692738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlIb7DXII/AAAAAAAAAb8/y2lz5QqhHdE/s400/DSC00778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlIpMa9CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lAjC557f65E/s1600-h/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206905687109202978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlIpMa9CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/lAjC557f65E/s400/IMG_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlI41m5rI/AAAAAAAAAcM/dkQUc5eDj0M/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206905691308484274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlI41m5rI/AAAAAAAAAcM/dkQUc5eDj0M/s400/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the meantime... I'm busy busy busy! I just need a short getaway, for some me time. I miss those days where I could wake up at 2pm, chill at home, and accompanied by some good music the whole day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Up next: Post on jazz piano recital:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5135977186552528046?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5135977186552528046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5135977186552528046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5135977186552528046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5135977186552528046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-name-of-father-son-and-holy-spirit.html' title='In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit...'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SEKlHVNeVYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/NJt3MdFnfxw/s72-c/IMG_0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7810316577117433935</id><published>2008-05-22T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:31:11.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid for you - Marie Digby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fqzLclWPY_w&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love her singing :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perfect way to spend an afternoon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a teeny weeny problem...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No backyard garden. No flowers in a non-existent backyard garden. No keyboard to set up in lovely non-existent backyard garden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7810316577117433935?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7810316577117433935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7810316577117433935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7810316577117433935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7810316577117433935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/05/stupid-for-you.html' title='Stupid for you - Marie Digby'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7945980405167131202</id><published>2008-04-28T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:15:51.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Child-like Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girl: Do you like lotus root?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Yea, I like lotus soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girl: I like my lotus root in my lotus soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It amazes me how little ones can talk about anything under the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return Deviation.zoomIn()" href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://fc06.deviantart.com/fs13/i/2006/361/2/6/Child_like_by_ickle_mimi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a id="subhead"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Child Like Innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have you ever looked at children playing and watch their innocence prevail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They are so very vulnerable and this is why God's love will never fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God tell us to become like little children to understand His ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The openness of a child like heart will truly bless our days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We need to become like little children in certain things that we might do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not having a secret agenda thinking that life for some reason owes you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A child like heart of compassion will give you a brand new start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is necessary for God's salvation then you will be doing your part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't let the world influence you with the wiles of temptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You see this lifestyle will not last and will be your final destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Take on a child like innocence in handling life's cares and woes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As children will be perfectly honest showing you how life truly goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Take on a spirit of childishness, having fun along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Have people eager to listen to you and what you have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Share with them the joy and laughter it will make them feel so very warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They are also seeking God's love while they tackle their daily storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Children are fighting with each other one minute and playing the very next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is a good philosophy for us to remember so add it to your text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God tell us to forgive one another just as He has forgiven each one of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who are we not to forgive and obey God as He has said this is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christart.com/poet/poet720ylvs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;poet720ylvs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; © 2008 ChristArt, Inc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7945980405167131202?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7945980405167131202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7945980405167131202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7945980405167131202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7945980405167131202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/04/child-like-innocence.html' title='Child-like Innocence'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1734930040277461921</id><published>2008-04-26T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:54.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The purple hat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We all went back for Tj alumni band prac last saturday. It has been such a long time since I last played my trumpet in Jan, until my valves were jammed stuck. Almost section-batch full force, other then for Sandy all were present. The company was great! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMekv60sBI/AAAAAAAAAbM/TSr3dYW5-Hc/s1600-h/DSC01289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193528411975626770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMekv60sBI/AAAAAAAAAbM/TSr3dYW5-Hc/s400/DSC01289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I heart Nina! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193528403385692162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMekP60sAI/AAAAAAAAAbE/1mlUtrajd00/s400/DSC01286.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The star of the day... the purple hat that matched Lookit's shirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMek_60sCI/AAAAAAAAAbU/qMOIzsPCSoI/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193528416270594082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMek_60sCI/AAAAAAAAAbU/qMOIzsPCSoI/s400/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMelP60sDI/AAAAAAAAAbc/JS6moKKm9m4/s1600-h/DSC01293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193528420565561394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMelP60sDI/AAAAAAAAAbc/JS6moKKm9m4/s400/DSC01293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Recollections&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPdP60r8I/AAAAAAAAAak/cnqCZiU3QME/s1600-h/DSC01197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193511790452191170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPdP60r8I/AAAAAAAAAak/cnqCZiU3QME/s400/DSC01197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193511781862256562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPcv60r7I/AAAAAAAAAac/cPj6D15Exqs/s400/DSC01196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Photos after &lt;em&gt;The Leap Years. &lt;/em&gt;Happy people:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPdf60r9I/AAAAAAAAAas/GMWfemmG5s4/s1600-h/DSC01193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193511794747158482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPdf60r9I/AAAAAAAAAas/GMWfemmG5s4/s400/DSC01193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cryssy dear, mug hard but dont get too stressed.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We'll go for our shopping and chill outs after your exams!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPdv60r-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/MZdPeY4LjEM/s1600-h/DSC01237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193511799042125794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPdv60r-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/MZdPeY4LjEM/s400/DSC01237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting in touch with my inner child on a merry-go-round in Hongkong:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPd_60r_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/mafJu40MAcY/s1600-h/DSC01281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193511803337093106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMPd_60r_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/mafJu40MAcY/s400/DSC01281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coffee club reflections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1734930040277461921?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1734930040277461921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1734930040277461921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1734930040277461921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1734930040277461921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/04/purple-hat.html' title='The purple hat.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/SBMekv60sBI/AAAAAAAAAbM/TSr3dYW5-Hc/s72-c/DSC01289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6678833240560004585</id><published>2008-04-07T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T16:03:44.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I'm still alive.</title><content type='html'>I've been spending my last 2 months at attachment - first month in the shop, second month in s'pore poly optometry centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retail hours were really long and tiring. I hate doing sales. Working seems monotonous. But other than that, the staff there were nice and helpful, and made my internship there seem much easier. I learnt quite a number of things from them and got to experience how the current practice is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment in spoc was more fun, with friends there. It was needless to say heavily clinical. And it was interesting to see patients, under the supervision of the clinicians. I saw more old people the first 2 weeks of seeing patients with their age-related changes to the eye and the third week, a couple of glaucoma suspects and kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good experience on the whole. And...... I'm finally done with my attachment! Going for a quick getaway to Hong Kong this Tuesday to Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and I will be playing a duet at a recital organised by our jazz piano teacher. Wont reveal what piece is it, but latin music lovers and friends, come support us on the 31st of may! So excited!! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the tags! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6678833240560004585?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6678833240560004585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6678833240560004585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6678833240560004585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6678833240560004585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/04/yes-im-still-alive.html' title='Yes, I&apos;m still alive.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-2246563864373323566</id><published>2008-01-14T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:00.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been a really hectic two weeks, with daily tests since last last thurs, lasting to this wed. Sheryl is almost running out of steam, but clinging on to God's strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photomania ahead: some of the many many photos taken the past month. Not in order:)&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovely rooftop countdown gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty-z4Q6AI/AAAAAAAAAZs/iPhuKl0OT7c/s1600-h/n727582000_540808_9997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155340621859317762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty-z4Q6AI/AAAAAAAAAZs/iPhuKl0OT7c/s400/n727582000_540808_9997.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huimin and Jo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty-z4Q6BI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/doOWOOSHvqc/s1600-h/n749120119_811262_7679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155340621859317778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty-z4Q6BI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/doOWOOSHvqc/s400/n749120119_811262_7679.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Across the universe buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty_D4Q6CI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nWO7PtPGfw4/s1600-h/n749120119_811265_8855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155340626154285090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty_D4Q6CI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nWO7PtPGfw4/s400/n749120119_811265_8855.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty_T4Q6DI/AAAAAAAAAaE/u02bmp32k2Y/s1600-h/n749120119_811298_655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155340630449252402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty_T4Q6DI/AAAAAAAAAaE/u02bmp32k2Y/s400/n749120119_811298_655.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas isn't christmas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155319920116950610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tgJz4Q5lI/AAAAAAAAAWc/dtsBKTaF_sE/s400/n635390808_543480_6173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...till it happens in your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The carolers during christmas parties everywhere. Pretty red hats and scarfs for even prettier girlies:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155341205974870098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tzgz4Q6FI/AAAAAAAAAaU/vntaB2aVeK8/s400/n633970167_540788_1904.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't know where everyone else was looking.. haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155341205974870082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tzgz4Q6EI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JkoxWGZEgc8/s400/n633970167_541278_4807.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mitch and Eunyce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155340617564350450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty-j4Q5_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/6ZHHb00b2Xw/s400/n633970167_541279_5075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The freaky picture of Christmas Party'07&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rency's ORD Treat! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155321543614588530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4thoT4Q5nI/AAAAAAAAAWs/UTHsEdfAtCw/s400/n543035525_1932839_4244.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Thanks Rency! And your face was super red here... haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tgJT4Q5kI/AAAAAAAAAWU/VrxwaOfBmnU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155319911527016002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tgJT4Q5kI/AAAAAAAAAWU/VrxwaOfBmnU/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155321384700798562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4thfD4Q5mI/AAAAAAAAAWk/bPuC0YEM6ns/s400/n543035525_1932842_5293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I heart us! Times spent with you &lt;em&gt;girls&lt;/em&gt; are always filled with fun and laughter. :) And I sure do miss us. When's our next outing? Cycling right? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Spband concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tfDj4Q5iI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YxlnjsAbzLY/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155318713231140386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tfDj4Q5iI/AAAAAAAAAWE/YxlnjsAbzLY/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155319902937081394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tgIz4Q5jI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9fjcnGUPQxo/s400/DSC00427.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;To the sectionmates: Thanks again for the wonderful times trumpeting together! I'm already missing band......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155325756977506018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tldj4Q5uI/AAAAAAAAAXg/a_NsnBk0mlY/s400/DSC00425.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dear Amelia... good job band pres! Thanks for the photoframe and all the wonderful memories :) I would never have imagined playing in the same band as you after we left tkgs too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155325988905740018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tlrD4Q5vI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xITl0Y9SiCM/s400/DSC01118.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dear dear Von.. I miss band pracs with you, and I think I wouldn't have played if you didn't. Thanks for all the help you've been to be, and terrific company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155327406244947730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tm9j4Q5xI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zX4mZ6Fn730/s400/DSC01130.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Liting. Haha.. Ladedadeda, you'll always be older than me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155327410539915042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tm9z4Q5yI/AAAAAAAAAX8/DUfZKKxvWTE/s400/DSC01131.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sista!! :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155327419129849650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tm-T4Q5zI/AAAAAAAAAYE/v0O-GsY3vrs/s400/DSC01127.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ah Jon ahh!!! &lt;em&gt;heee&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155327423424816962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tm-j4Q50I/AAAAAAAAAYM/40ulmGiG9v0/s400/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Ahn-nyong-ni-ha-sae-yo, full of nonsense friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155327432014751570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tm_D4Q51I/AAAAAAAAAYU/zGHjm4YSmXQ/s400/DSC01134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Xue Chun!! President of Solitarian! My very first friend I made in Spband:) Thanks for the yummy famous amos! Didn't have the chance to catch up with you. Hope everything's going fine for you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155333900235499442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ts3j4Q57I/AAAAAAAAAZE/D02yD9YmqgE/s400/P1080793.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kellyn, dearest junior:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155333904530466754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ts3z4Q58I/AAAAAAAAAZM/7UqkqrpP1Lk/s400/DSC01142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Juliet! Dont you miss me poking you?! &lt;em&gt;Hee&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155333913120401362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ts4T4Q59I/AAAAAAAAAZU/Xsalo1ewxHM/s400/DSC01138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Stephanie stephanie... Please please dont get dementia, and dont you ever forget me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155332873738315634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tr7z4Q53I/AAAAAAAAAYk/NspICJ3Lkyc/s400/PICT1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Two years ago during IBM... Trumpet girls with our pinkie ties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155332869443348322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tr7j4Q52I/AAAAAAAAAYc/EOaA0Rp9zYs/s400/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Any difference? Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155332878033282946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tr8D4Q54I/AAAAAAAAAYs/T2fTktSDImM/s400/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sai How.. our dear SL.. band pracs were filled with fun crapping with you.. may the pink bowl continue to stalk you :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155332882328250258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tr8T4Q55I/AAAAAAAAAY0/OYD7wn0OM-E/s400/DSC01124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stella stella!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155332886623217570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tr8j4Q56I/AAAAAAAAAY8/7uMB2KM9KbY/s400/DSC01125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Priscilla, my sweet girl friend :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155335923165095906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4tutT4Q5-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/mHTzVCWIUJY/s400/DSC01144edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And, ofcourse, what's playing for a concert without the &lt;em&gt;fan club&lt;/em&gt;! :) Thanks for coming and support!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-2246563864373323566?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2246563864373323566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=2246563864373323566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2246563864373323566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2246563864373323566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2008/01/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R4ty-z4Q6AI/AAAAAAAAAZs/iPhuKl0OT7c/s72-c/n727582000_540808_9997.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5076675172368067574</id><published>2007-12-31T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:52:44.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll move on - Olivia Ong</title><content type='html'>This road that I'm taking twists and turns&lt;br /&gt;My life my chance turning dreams into reality.&lt;br /&gt;Down this path faced with so many things&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like giving up and turn away&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to go on. And I've been thru' this before.&lt;br /&gt;Now where am I? Where do I stand? A little lost here.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll remember. All those times you've bought me thru'.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be a fool to give up cos' the goal is near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll move on I'll go on. Lord I will take your hand.&lt;br /&gt;And you will guide me along. Survive thru' this storm.&lt;br /&gt;So I say, come what may. I'll hold on to my hope.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will walk down this road.&lt;br /&gt;And my passion drive will lead me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am Once again caught in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I've come so far&lt;br /&gt;And I want to carry on. Take a step a little time. It's alright.&lt;br /&gt;Even thru' this rain, I want to smile again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hold back now. And I've been thru' this before.&lt;br /&gt;Now where am I? Where do I stand? A little lost here.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll remember. All those times you've bought me thru'.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the sun shining down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Here I am. Lord I will take your hand.&lt;br /&gt;And you will guide me along. Survive thru' this storm.&lt;br /&gt;So I say, come what may. I'll hold on to my hope.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will walk down this road.&lt;br /&gt;And my passion drive will lead me on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5076675172368067574?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5076675172368067574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5076675172368067574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5076675172368067574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5076675172368067574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/12/ill-move-on-olivia-ong.html' title='I&apos;ll move on - Olivia Ong'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-69487284616847804</id><published>2007-12-29T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T15:23:58.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/2DGmmLBSjs/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/2DGmmLBSjs/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;better when I'm older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-69487284616847804?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/69487284616847804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=69487284616847804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/69487284616847804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/69487284616847804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-be.html' title='I&amp;#39;ll be'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1913314207000004941</id><published>2007-12-25T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T02:56:57.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season greetings...</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to one and all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates soon...... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1913314207000004941?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1913314207000004941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1913314207000004941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1913314207000004941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1913314207000004941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/12/season-greetings.html' title='Season greetings...'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1812675542804767376</id><published>2007-12-03T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:01.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More celebrations :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R1Lt68gjoNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ndmBZQibN-8/s1600-R/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139431721714032850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R1Lt68gjoNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/5_jgYhISDvk/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad treated me to a birthday lunch at Top of the M, revolving restaurant last wednesday. Nice place with good ambience and even better food! For those who wants to dine there, be sure to do so by the end of this year, before they close down and Chatterbox takes over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Birthday celebrations with Yvonne, Michelle, Meiyi, Jane and Rebecca at Waraku Jap Restaurant last Thurs. I've yet to get the photos. Thank you all for the lovely evening, pretty purple butterly necklace, Mitch for the really nice clutch and Meiyi for the really artistically designed card. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1812675542804767376?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1812675542804767376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1812675542804767376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1812675542804767376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1812675542804767376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-celebrations.html' title='More celebrations :)'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R1Lt68gjoNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/5_jgYhISDvk/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-9083599547021778593</id><published>2007-11-26T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:02.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 20.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so old, suddenly. Nonetheless, a very Happy Birthday to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Celebrations on friday:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R0m_ZVPM4sI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QuDLbV4W638/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136847291911299778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R0m_ZVPM4sI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QuDLbV4W638/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday lunch @ Pete's Place, Hyatt Hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136847304796201698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R0m_aFPM4uI/AAAAAAAAAV0/oTD5PwFJrJ8/s400/collage3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dearies at genacts celebrated my birthday too! Special thanks to Ashley for all the effort in making my lovely birthday cake! Thanks sweetheart:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136847300501234386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R0m_Z1PM4tI/AAAAAAAAAVs/O_pm4nUsahA/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Birthday surprise! Ex 09 appeared at my doorstep at 11pm, just when I thought my day was almost over. Thanks guys for the really really really pleasant surprise! Actually, I happen to hear Mum saying over the phone "yes, I'm Sheryl's mum... okay, I'll ask Karen to come down to the guard house now." And Mum sent Karen down to collect "something she left behind at the guard house". The first mention sort of alerted me a little, but I didn't think much into it. Mum's always mixing our names up like that - "Sher... Kar... Jeremy!" So I thought it was one of those moments. I was actually waiting for Karen to come back up and for my chance to laugh at her for whatever she "left behind" at the guard house. The tides changed and Karen ended up laughing at me instead for my apparently priceless, shocked, stunned, frozen look. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thank you Lilin, Peng Juay, Peggy, Deirdre, Lookit, Rency, Aidah, Kun, Aloy, Deborah, Luther, Aikky, Danny, Brandon, Owen, Liting, Alicia, Victor, Terence, Vivien, Dawn, Denise, Sai Haow, Soo Hern, Yanting, Andrea, Xin Jie, Tina, Diana, Yvonne, Jeslyn, Kevin, Sean, Victoria, Hansel, Shirlyn, Janice, Daphne, Junren, Liane, Mitch, Shirley, Rachelle, Zeyu, Junming, Sumo, Michelle-weiming, Sirong, Kenneth, Nad, Jonathon for all the birthday sms-es!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Thank you so much for the pressies too:) you all know who you are...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh yes, not to forget my early birthday celebration at Spaggettis with Aikky, Deir and Chanel!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;From the bottom of her heart, a really touched Sheryl thanks you all for making her birthday a truely memorable and happy one! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-9083599547021778593?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/9083599547021778593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=9083599547021778593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/9083599547021778593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/9083599547021778593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-20.html' title='I&apos;m 20.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/R0m_ZVPM4sI/AAAAAAAAAVk/QuDLbV4W638/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-8720852407139002091</id><published>2007-11-10T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:02.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RzSU2DylJ5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ku3HSGvj4wE/s1600-h/rainbow_by_tobiasth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130889531933140882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RzSU2DylJ5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ku3HSGvj4wE/s400/rainbow_by_tobiasth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was on my way home from school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling today quite weary and blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out on the road stood an array of 7 colours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took my thoughts out of my fusses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then in the vicinity of the beautiful bow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A secondary rainbow echoed after in tow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tears welled up in my eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoping that the moment won't pass me by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt God's loving embrace surrounding me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There for me He'll always be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth" -Genesis 9:16&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-8720852407139002091?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/8720852407139002091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=8720852407139002091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8720852407139002091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8720852407139002091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/11/rainbow.html' title='Rainbow'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RzSU2DylJ5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ku3HSGvj4wE/s72-c/rainbow_by_tobiasth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-2517161111078129335</id><published>2007-10-31T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:25:12.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your personality type?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An INFJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/infj.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.&lt;br /&gt;You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you truly see relationships as an opportunity to connect and grow.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy relationships as long as they are improving and changing. You can't stand stagnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you stay motivated and happy... as long as you are working toward a dream you support.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Hardworking, ethical, and helpful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Manipulative, weak, and unstable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-2517161111078129335?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2517161111078129335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=2517161111078129335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2517161111078129335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2517161111078129335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/10/whats-your-personality-type.html' title='What&apos;s your personality type?'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1990305343427637740</id><published>2007-10-28T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:03.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peektures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Carl's Jr. with Aidah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126409381114598866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqK9aQ1dI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Matll7LAvuQ/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Always trust this girl to do the lamest things! For those who haven't already noticed, she really obediently placed the table tag all the way to the edge of the table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Green Day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqKdaQ1cI/AAAAAAAAAUk/nOYLqa-m9v8/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126409372524664258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqKdaQ1cI/AAAAAAAAAUk/nOYLqa-m9v8/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coincidentally, We were all having greens on us on Thursday. Not to mention, Chanel's green chilli shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fish &amp;amp; Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqLdaQ1eI/AAAAAAAAAU0/lfYPl5ARm7A/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126409389704533474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqLdaQ1eI/AAAAAAAAAU0/lfYPl5ARm7A/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Afro!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126409398294468082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqL9aQ1fI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jUnvu1_kHpU/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Having a blast with funky party hats! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqMNaQ1gI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WLdh_DjUoBg/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126409402589435394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqMNaQ1gI/AAAAAAAAAVE/WLdh_DjUoBg/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy happy birthday, Dione and Andrea!! Omph Ah!! :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126413929484965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySuTtaQ1hI/AAAAAAAAAVM/hOJyi8xOl80/s400/DSC00934.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1990305343427637740?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1990305343427637740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1990305343427637740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1990305343427637740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1990305343427637740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/10/peektures.html' title='Peektures!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RySqK9aQ1dI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Matll7LAvuQ/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6755404775047258188</id><published>2007-10-14T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:04.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on and celebrate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RxIhXvu2HhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Q7vimWepVTw/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121192418107334162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RxIhXvu2HhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Q7vimWepVTw/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Michelle's 21st! Happy happy birthday dear! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RxIgE_u2HcI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H-uBurgVpqM/s1600-h/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121190996473159106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RxIgE_u2HcI/AAAAAAAAAT0/H-uBurgVpqM/s400/DSC00943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Lovely donuts from Tina last sunday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Free advert-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chewy Junior &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;@Blk 1 Tanjong Pagar Plaza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#01-18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singapore 082001&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Telephone: 6222-8867&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call to order. Yummy! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-End of free advert- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121190618516037042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RxIfu_u2HbI/AAAAAAAAATs/AjItMsRaHmE/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sisters' birthday celebration. 3 in 1 cele, triple the fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RxIgFvu2HdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/urKUE5V7jYE/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121191009358061010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RxIgFvu2HdI/AAAAAAAAAT8/urKUE5V7jYE/s400/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Happy 14th Anniversary, BC!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dione was super duper dee duper brave to share her testimony on stage! Well done, girl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;New friends in our midst, Jing Hui and Flavia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flavia accepted Christ and the angels, together with us, celebrate when His children are saved. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;/em&gt; =)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On another note, I've officially declared October as budget month. Cos I'm so broke BROKE &lt;strong&gt;BROKE&lt;/strong&gt;! =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inevitably, &lt;em&gt;diet&lt;/em&gt; month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6755404775047258188?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6755404775047258188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6755404775047258188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6755404775047258188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6755404775047258188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/10/come-on-and-celebrate.html' title='Come on and celebrate!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RxIhXvu2HhI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Q7vimWepVTw/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-8495243708058940145</id><published>2007-10-04T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:05.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls day out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;means shopping!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RwPCIv6ofeI/AAAAAAAAATY/ER4h6lamlTg/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117147057180147170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RwPCIv6ofeI/AAAAAAAAATY/ER4h6lamlTg/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Gelare with Aikleng, while the darlings Chanel and Dierdre were having prac. Aww..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RwPCI_6offI/AAAAAAAAATg/ygmNUgMtX7Q/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117147061475114482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RwPCI_6offI/AAAAAAAAATg/ygmNUgMtX7Q/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At prata stall, Arab street, with Michelle &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This prata shop is the first I've come across that does not sell prata &lt;em&gt;kosong&lt;/em&gt;(as in plain prata), nor do they have plaster prata. The least they had was egg prata, which was what we ordered. Weird. What's the difference between egg prata and plain prata, except not cracking the egg in. Go figure. But the prata with fish and mutton curry meal was really satisfying and yummy. The place do up, if it's even considered a do up, is just like the normal small coffeeshops around, except the upper level was air-conditioned. Just the thing we needed to save us from the scorching heat outside. The overall experience: we felt like we were backpacking in another country. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Got our hats and belts at a really good deal. The hat Michelle got is super nice, and suits her perfectly. It's like, the perfect hat. 'Satisfied' written all over our faces. We ended up walking with our hats on back to bugis. We could have just passed off as tourists. Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-8495243708058940145?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/8495243708058940145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=8495243708058940145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8495243708058940145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8495243708058940145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/10/girls-day-out.html' title='Girls day out...'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RwPCIv6ofeI/AAAAAAAAATY/ER4h6lamlTg/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-4943779722935204821</id><published>2007-09-29T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:08.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's back to school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lectures are still slow-moving for now. I shall not go into how horrible my timetable is. 5 hours break on wednesdays before Korean class. Whoever's free on wednesdays 10am to 3pm, do ask me out! Or I'll be rotting away... somewhere... why is home so far away from school. Well, at least for some consolation, I'm ultra glad that gems this sem (Know Your Rights) is interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the girlies started snapping away before class..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5aXf6ofXI/AAAAAAAAASk/eZhOE7ouQ60/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115625586490375538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5aXf6ofXI/AAAAAAAAASk/eZhOE7ouQ60/s400/DSC00902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115625590785342850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5aXv6ofYI/AAAAAAAAASs/DBpaf3RX3qY/s400/DSC00906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Deir dear and I. With Aikky's hand, because she was trying to squeeze into the picture. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rehearsal for Aron and Amanda's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115638617421151698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5mN_6ofdI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OzcpZ_71q1M/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115636525772078498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5kUP6ofaI/AAAAAAAAAS4/zn-3gjrRVUg/s400/DSCF0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And introducing the wedding band... Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After the rehearsal, I headed down to Daphne's house for our ex09 annual mooncake party! It was really traditional with the little teapot and teacups. The mooncakes were super filling. We also played with our paper lanterns. Oh yes, Daphne's lantern ended up in a ball of fire while we were talking away. Great time with the gang! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115638114909978050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5lwv6ofcI/AAAAAAAAATI/2IpMFftzAyU/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dearest crystal's birthday at fish &amp;amp; co...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115610111723207970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5MSv6ofSI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RmmpjFLGfck/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy sweet sixteen, Crystal! Stay young, pretty, loving and cheerful! You're God's special blessing to us all. Love ya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115610120313142578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5MTP6ofTI/AAAAAAAAASE/h2PL-dyJgE4/s400/collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest of us. (koped off karen's blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Secret Club gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After so long, since our last pigging out at sakae, we finally managed to meet up! It has been so hard to arrange a time that we could all come together again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115620754652167522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5V-P6ofWI/AAAAAAAAASc/tnoiXzodsEE/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TJC trumpet section 04. Laughing our heads off and having fun together always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aron and Amanda's wedding. Nice weather, if not too nice. Lovely garden wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115620750357200210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5V9_6ofVI/AAAAAAAAASU/w87j8EiSyPk/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115636534362013106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5kUv6ofbI/AAAAAAAAATA/LkTuHIi__ro/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love is in the air.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-4943779722935204821?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4943779722935204821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=4943779722935204821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4943779722935204821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4943779722935204821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-back-to-school.html' title='It&apos;s back to school...'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rv5aXf6ofXI/AAAAAAAAASk/eZhOE7ouQ60/s72-c/DSC00902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6630962276852141091</id><published>2007-09-22T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:08.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back in time for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thurs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RvPvBP6ofRI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rgUiUJZ7PXY/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112692806727007506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RvPvBP6ofRI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rgUiUJZ7PXY/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunched with these dearies and Chanel at BigO. We took ages to decide on our orders, and when we were finally decided, Aikky and Deir's order was not available. So they had some stew with fragrant rice. Yummylicious bacon wrapped chicken leg for me! And for the joke of the day.. Okay, maybe it was me &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. When I read my order to the waitress, it suddenly dawned on me that I could have ordered something exotic like chicken feet, especially when she mentioned that it comes in small yaki-tori-like pieces. So I had to change my order to something else, no way was I going to have chicken feet. But on a double confirmation, she said it was thigh meat. Why can't they just state it as chicken thigh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of the afternoon was a time for pampering and shopping. Chanel did her eyelash perming for just 25 bucks. -Free Advertisement up ahead- Aikky and I succumbed to temptation and signed up for the Swan Nails privilege card for 28 bucks, and it comes with 1 classic manicure (worth $23), 1 classic pedicure (worth $33) and a relaxing nutrient spa, 20% off Ala-Carte, nail art and french polish (both worth $20) for 3 express mani &amp;amp; pedi each. -End of advert- We got ourselves a good deal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cell was at smu this week. Turn out was good - a total of 8 this week! =) We all had something to thank the Lord for this week. And the main take home message was to reflect on whether we are glorifying God in the things we do. Is God the Lord of my time, resources, energy? A call for better time management, for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'For although they knew God, they neither glorified Him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened.' -Romans 1v21&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was what I thanked the Lord for during cell, for this week - being able to spend time with Dad. He took the day off, had lunch at Simply Bread, before sending me to school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of the afternoon was spent at Cibavisions contact lens plant, getting to know the various manufacturing processes. My class seemed the most enthusiastic, because apparently our civics tutor instructed our class rep that the visit was compulsory. Of which we found out, only on the day itself, that it was only an 'encouraged to go'. I shall not go into the details, but it was an educational trip. Of course, an enjoyable day with the dearies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I headed back to the east, and met Dad for Arctic Tale, a documentary as narrated by Queen Latifah. It was the only show that interest my Dad. It was educational, and rather interesting. What really set me thinking was the difference in how walruses and polar bears lived. Walruses stick together as a big big family, and do everything together. When one decides it's time to leave the shrinking mass of ice platform, the rest follow after, abandoning it. The group mentality. On the other hand, the polar bears, all high and mighty, live such lonely and independent lives. Nanu, the polar bear, was abandoned by mama polar bear at the age of 2 because they will not be able to survive otherwise. Though unwillingness was expressed by both parties, they still had to leave their only family. Also, polar bears face danger when they are near a male polar bear, because it will attack them. I couldn't figure the reason. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Given a choice, would you rather be a walrus, with 200pounds of blubber, being a very sought after meal, but having a big family there for you, or the polar bear, seemingly the king of the arctic, but yet lonely?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am thinking too much. On a lighter note, the kid beside me was really into the show, asking all sorts of questions inquisitive children will ask. Like, why is the ice cracking? Oh ya, and there was this scene that kind of tickled, when all the walruses were herded together and they even pass german gas together, after a 400-clam meal. The kid turned to his mum and remarked that it wasn't funny. So cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hairspray-ed with Junren and Gabs. Nice show! Although I prefer Grease and High school musical anytime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Band was all sightreading of some challenging pieces. And I totally suck at sightreading. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6630962276852141091?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6630962276852141091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6630962276852141091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6630962276852141091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6630962276852141091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/going-back-in-time-for-week.html' title='Going back in time for the week'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RvPvBP6ofRI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rgUiUJZ7PXY/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5361152063995342416</id><published>2007-09-19T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:08.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jo! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RvExCCiEmpI/AAAAAAAAARs/_-OvlnAiKT4/s1600-h/028-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111920963151501970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RvExCCiEmpI/AAAAAAAAARs/_-OvlnAiKT4/s400/028-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5361152063995342416?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5361152063995342416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5361152063995342416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5361152063995342416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5361152063995342416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-jo.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jo! =)'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RvExCCiEmpI/AAAAAAAAARs/_-OvlnAiKT4/s72-c/028-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7232154953189849961</id><published>2007-09-13T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:09.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouchies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RulG0efXJZI/AAAAAAAAARc/6c80mskebok/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RulG1OfXJaI/AAAAAAAAARk/qVzP4GuW_2s/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109693132465186210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RulG1OfXJaI/AAAAAAAAARk/qVzP4GuW_2s/s400/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I fell today while blading. I forgot to pray for the first time for safety and protection before blading and this happens. It was quite a bad fall. I was trying to slow down when I saw that big puddle of water a few metres infront. But I guess I couldn brake that way, at the speed I was going, so I went out of control and fell hard on my back. Dont really know what happened thereafter, but I ended up lying on my front, perpendicular to the path. My new specs frame are scratched and were badly bent out of shape. =( But thank God the injuries were not serious. Just a few scratched bruises on my elbow and shoulder. Small scratch on my face. My wrist feels sprained though, and I think I'm going to have a huge blue-black on my back on top of my butt, cos that's where I landed on. Thank God for prompting me to wear my knee guards today or I would be limpping around by now. Dont usually wear them. If only I heard that still small voice of my Big Daddy clearer, I would have worn my elbow guards and wrist guards too. Then I wouldn't have bruised my elbow. Then I wouldn't have sprained my wrist. Shoulder guards? Back guards? Face guards? Haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Pain is God's megaphone.' - quote Rick Warren. Maybe He's trying to tell me, Sheryl, you're going too fast, and telling me to slow down lest a bigger accident hapens to me. Who knows? Only God. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aikky, I guess I need tutorials on how not to fall and how to fall with style too. How to fall safely maybe. Haha.. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7232154953189849961?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7232154953189849961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7232154953189849961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7232154953189849961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7232154953189849961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/ouchies.html' title='Ouchies'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RulG1OfXJaI/AAAAAAAAARk/qVzP4GuW_2s/s72-c/DSC00269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-4450022271152037505</id><published>2007-09-13T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:09.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Class chalet was fun! We had such a great time that we wanted to stay another night, but many of us were already falling sick with sore throats and flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aikleng learnt blading! Leason no. 1, how to not fall or to fall with style. Haha.. Photos taken while waiting for the rest to come back from cycling... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Ruj1xefXJYI/AAAAAAAAARU/DIt3XQ3uj2I/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109604007598826882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Ruj1xefXJYI/AAAAAAAAARU/DIt3XQ3uj2I/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Send me bbq pics please! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-4450022271152037505?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4450022271152037505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=4450022271152037505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4450022271152037505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4450022271152037505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/class-chalet-was-fun-we-had-such-great.html' title='Class chalet'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Ruj1xefXJYI/AAAAAAAAARU/DIt3XQ3uj2I/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7196232771934652908</id><published>2007-09-09T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:09.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sat &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture overload from family night dinner! Really enjoyable night with the cousins! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108229021280003938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQTOvS8Z2I/AAAAAAAAARM/-2QktsOczLo/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQRP_S8Z0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hHxIt_TgCLs/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108226843731584834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQRP_S8Z0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/hHxIt_TgCLs/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQRQfS8Z1I/AAAAAAAAARE/sjuMbKcwBeE/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the sisters in church! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQNuPS8ZzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hlrokZ3ZDqY/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108222965376116530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQNuPS8ZzI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hlrokZ3ZDqY/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's sermon was on the sin of sloth, i.e. the big fat &lt;strong&gt;laziness&lt;/strong&gt;. And I think i'm so guity of that, sleeping till past noon, since it's the hols. It's true that with more sleep after the necessary, you'll actually feel more lethargic. So, starting tomorrow, I shall try to get up earlier. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Cs to overcoming laziness:&lt;br /&gt;1) Convert God's 'You shall' to 'I will'.&lt;br /&gt;2) Cast aside blindness that beset me, eg. procrastination, excuses, tardiness.&lt;br /&gt;3) Constantly reset my goals to match God's standards.&lt;br /&gt;4) Concentrate on goals not problems.&lt;br /&gt;5) Cause my faith to match the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so guilty of procrastination, leaving stuff till the last minute. My mum just told me a few days ago to start getting the momentum before the next semester starts. And I told her, I've survived 13 odd years of academic life in procrastination. I shall resolve to buck up this coming sem and stop procrastinating, but enjoy my hols to the fullest first! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th C reminded me of how I used to runaway from leading worship at Luona's cell last time, telling her 'no, no, no... I can't lead.' But when I joined Genacts, leading worship first fell into my hands as an expectation. I remember how I prayed, prayed and prayed really hard for the Spirit of God to just take over the entire worship session, cause I knew my own abilities could never match up with the task. It was really a challenge of my faith. But the Lord is faithful and so gracious. Now, leading worship is actually enjoyable. Praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls talk with Anna, was really interesting! We should have more of these in future. =) Lunched at Rocky Masters with the darlings Yvonne, Yiru, Crystal and Dione dione, after service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQFZfS8ZyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Jkpz865Qfzk/s1600-h/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108213812800808738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQFZfS8ZyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Jkpz865Qfzk/s400/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terrific Sunday out with cryssy dear after that! Didn't catch No Reservation due to terrible movie timings, so we ended up...... shopping! Crystal little miss chatterbox is a great shopping buddy! Being in good company works much much much better than retail therapy! I look sooo retarded in that pic!! Like I have a swollen eye or something..... &lt;em&gt;Town again dear, after your exams! You never fail to put a smile on our faces. Glad to be able to destrreeesss with you today. Persevere for your exams! It's the final lap! Gambatte, girl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7196232771934652908?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7196232771934652908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7196232771934652908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7196232771934652908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7196232771934652908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuQTOvS8Z2I/AAAAAAAAARM/-2QktsOczLo/s72-c/collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-2179155991741285997</id><published>2007-09-07T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:45:18.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday, Chong Loo Kit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although I have no idea where in the world you've disappeared to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-2179155991741285997?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2179155991741285997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=2179155991741285997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2179155991741285997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2179155991741285997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-chong-loo-kit-although-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-2754604041077558411</id><published>2007-09-06T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:10.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolly scrappy day...</title><content type='html'>Shir and Dione were over at my house since early in the morning. And I certainly had a jolly good time with them darlings baking the brownie and making the scrapbook for Yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107107107102811890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuAW2vS8ZvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8WeD8LYCW_o/s400/process.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dione caught me in action. The process of putting the scraps together. It looked as if a tornado had just made it's way through my room, leaving me untouched. Oh yes, and my guitar too. Everything else was spewed all over the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the group shot with our masterpiece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107107875901957906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuAXjfS8ZxI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CahViyUhOag/s400/m+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And of course, our heartfelt thanks to our beloved mentor! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuAXi_S8ZwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-FqlEDRqZLQ/s1600-h/m+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107107867312023298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuAXi_S8ZwI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-FqlEDRqZLQ/s400/m+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;em&gt;Mentos&lt;/em&gt; Day, mummy dear! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And not forgetting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday, Owen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-2754604041077558411?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2754604041077558411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=2754604041077558411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2754604041077558411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2754604041077558411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/jolly-scrappy-day.html' title='Jolly scrappy day...'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RuAW2vS8ZvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8WeD8LYCW_o/s72-c/process.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-3921814111231386612</id><published>2007-09-04T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:11.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend, and thereafter, never the same again...</title><content type='html'>Encounter was great! God topped up my &lt;em&gt;empty petrol tank&lt;/em&gt; and i'm able to go another extra mile again, yay! He is really so gracious and loving beyond imagination, that he would love a wretched person like me. Tears just filled my eyes when the crossing was video was played, although it was the countless times i have watched it. His faithfulness is indeed new every morning. And I believe at the encounter, He poured in me a new sense of joy and assurance that comes from Him and Him alone, it's unexplainable. &lt;em&gt;Thank you my Lord, my Saviour, my Best Friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have not been to encounter, men's encounter and power encounter is still up this year! Ladies, you'll have to wait a year's time for the next women's encounter. But you need not wait for encounter weekends to encounter God. His presence can be felt and experienced in our daily lives. His love knows no boundaries. All you need to do is to surrender your lives into His hands. There's no better place; knowing that your life is in total control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exclusively for the darlings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6A_S8ZqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HJkVyXuABe8/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106230972429133474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6A_S8ZqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HJkVyXuABe8/s400/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106230981019068098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6BfS8ZsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zyDLERHfTVM/s400/DSC00696.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Shirlyn&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Shirshir dear aka san lao aka my lovely twinee! Thanks for the wonderful company. You've been such an encourager, sister and friend. Your perseverance and love for God and people is so encouraging. Cant wait for thurs!! Loads of whipped cream for you. All the best for your ftt! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6BPS8ZrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-YOzMnkanYA/s1600-h/DSC00691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106230976724100786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6BPS8ZrI/AAAAAAAAAP0/-YOzMnkanYA/s400/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Yvonne &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for always being there for us, praying, encouraging, and guiding us in the Word to be better children for our Big Daddy. You're a terrific mummy to have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6B_S8ZtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/nvMYhdlNI7w/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106230989609002706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6B_S8ZtI/AAAAAAAAAQE/nvMYhdlNI7w/s400/DSC00698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Dione&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;you shall be our hor fun, since shir's san lao. Haha. You've been a wonderful sister-in-Christ. I've been very encouraged by your enthusiasm and strength. You've taught me the need to rely on Him despite the many struggles we'll face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6CPS8ZuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bfPWqLQGoRQ/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106230993903970018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6CPS8ZuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bfPWqLQGoRQ/s400/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiru &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lulu, that's what they call you right? Keep smiling as wide as ever because we have our eternal source of joy as our Friend. May you be able to spread and share this joy and be a great blessing to your family and friends. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;wen jie aka my roomie aka&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;my wei ming! You left before we could take a pic! So much for xiang yi wei ming! Haha.. thanks for trying to expand my limited (this is an overstatement) vocabulary of chinese. Hope your chinese standard didn't get pulled down by me overnight. Heehee. You're a super dee duper nice roomie to have, to crap with, and God-sent sister. Encouraged by your passion and heart for the Lord. Continue practising the tongues. Oh yes! Thanks for dragging me out of bed so early in the morning...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-3921814111231386612?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3921814111231386612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=3921814111231386612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3921814111231386612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3921814111231386612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekend-and-thereafter-never-same-again.html' title='Weekend, and thereafter, never the same again...'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rtz6A_S8ZqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HJkVyXuABe8/s72-c/DSC00688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7398123418787867688</id><published>2007-08-31T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:13.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapaholic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for soundtraining by Jac. Look at the boys at work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104760508770969234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RtfAovS8ZpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/i5dSObaWycE/s400/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeremy&lt;/strong&gt; jam jam, what were you doing with the mic stand? I believe you were supposed to be settling up the equipments, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in band, and it feels good to play on my trumpet again! Got many warm welcome-backs. Thank you all. =) But there were many unfamiliar faces too. And it feels different without the previous year 3s... I miss &lt;strong&gt;Shirley&lt;/strong&gt;. And &lt;strong&gt;Stella&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Kmiang&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Yvonne&lt;/strong&gt; weren't around but I guess they'll be back soon. Couldn't join Amelia and Liting for supper, oh yes, and Amelia's bro! &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone should have told me earlier that he's your brother, &lt;strong&gt;Amelia&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Liting&lt;/strong&gt;, no, I'm not on a diet...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I attended a scrapbook making workshop with &lt;strong&gt;Xueting&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Thanks for the company! I was so happy to have found someone interested in scrapaholic!&lt;/em&gt; =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We learnt techniques like framing, embossing, working with embellishments and double mounting, much of them comes with common sense though. Wouldn't really say I learnt much because I feel that the outcome depends alot on creativity (which I think I'm so lacking). Haha... Apart from the amount spent to attend the workshop, it was enjoyable nonetheless! Just too costly a hobby - anyone wanna sponsor? =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pics from my day's efforts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyOfS8ZkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YYSZyWfMblk/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104744664636614210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyOfS8ZkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YYSZyWfMblk/s400/DSC00679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyOvS8ZlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZXv6byrIpb4/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104744668931581522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyOvS8ZlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZXv6byrIpb4/s400/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyO_S8ZmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JG0dH03gdMI/s1600-h/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104744673226548834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyO_S8ZmI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JG0dH03gdMI/s400/DSC00681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyQvS8ZnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ONKYTBpSXD0/s1600-h/DSC00682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104744703291319922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyQvS8ZnI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ONKYTBpSXD0/s400/DSC00682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The evening was then spent with 08/04 peeps! Didn't managed to take a group photo, but I have one with dear &lt;strong&gt;Sirong&lt;/strong&gt;! Nice red cushiony background at Big O. &lt;free&gt;And the chocolate sauce in those canisters were so tempting for takeaways... right &lt;strong&gt;Nad, Rong, Rach&lt;/strong&gt;? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyQ_S8ZoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/HjqtDWMofks/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104744707586287234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RteyQ_S8ZoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/HjqtDWMofks/s400/DSC00675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thurs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;Viv&lt;/strong&gt; bestie for Ajisen. We have not met for the longest time and I missed her so muchie! Just spent hours talking over lunch &lt;em&gt;and well, after&lt;/em&gt;. And she got me some lovely souvenirs from Korea! Oh yes, she looks sooo Korean now, with her Korean perms! Haha, forgot to take pics.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still looking as gorgeous as ever. Now more head-turning with your perms and Korean outfits? Haha.. Thanks for the wonderful time dear! See you again after your DnD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope &lt;strong&gt;Diana&lt;/strong&gt; darling's feeling much better now. Poor girl had food poisoning and couldn't join us for our 08 gathering. &lt;em&gt;Get well soon kays?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cell was at my house. In the end, only &lt;strong&gt;Merilynn&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Yvonne&lt;/strong&gt; came. But we had a great time sharing. I've not seen Meiyi since she stopped coming to church. She's a big girl now, having loads of fun at Laselle and doing what she enjoys. Still as funny and fun-loving as ever, &lt;em&gt;if not more&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finding the hole in the grass patch of your school, that was hilarious.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;All the best in your studies girl and see you in church next Sunday!&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tribute to &lt;strong&gt;Lim Yuan Qing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ =D ] - ¦ F@lc0n ¦ - zZz - ¦ 3vElYn ¦ - says:&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY CARRRR&lt;br /&gt;sheryl says:&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MINE TOO!&lt;br /&gt;[ =D ] - ¦ F@lc0n ¦ - zZz - ¦ 3vElYn ¦ - says:&lt;br /&gt;can reach the paddle anot?&lt;br /&gt;sheryl says:&lt;br /&gt;paddle...&lt;br /&gt;sheryl says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;sheryl says:&lt;br /&gt;you think sampan ah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7398123418787867688?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7398123418787867688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7398123418787867688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7398123418787867688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7398123418787867688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/08/scrapaholic.html' title='Scrapaholic!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RtfAovS8ZpI/AAAAAAAAAPk/i5dSObaWycE/s72-c/DSC00655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1908676232791557122</id><published>2007-08-27T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:52:27.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ole' times</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/yiQhC2ybT-/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/yiQhC2ybT-/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We used to listen to this song and sing it about almost anywhere around tj. People around us must have thought we were nuts! I'm so missing those times together. Miss you all loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it all for the glory of love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1908676232791557122?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1908676232791557122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1908676232791557122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1908676232791557122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1908676232791557122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-ole-times_27.html' title='Good ole&amp;#39; times'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5785377086447924333</id><published>2007-08-25T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T16:42:45.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.karazen.com/images/reviews/movie/Secret/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.karazen.com/images/reviews/movie/Secret/005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Those who haven't done so, you so have to catch this movie! Love the piano battle, and secret being played in the old music room! Nimble fingers, if that's what it's called. Nice plot. Chou's really talented. I wished I could play even a tenth as well as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse, the company was great, thanks Nad! And we got complimentary passes, due to a slight glitch, where the movie stopped and the lights came on for about 1 minute or so. But we certainly didn't mind. Next up... Hairspray! See you next wed Muffin, with the rest of the 08gang, and Mel my eating buddy's coming back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Nad that set me thinking - why do ladies like to cross their legs? Something that comes naturally? Because we were taught that it is the proper way or lady-like way to sit? Because it is inappropriate not to do so? Because it is more decent esp. when wearing skirts? More charming? More comfortable? But I guess people tend to do things that they are unaware of. Like when Nad suddenly asked me that question, I didn't even take notice that I was sitting cross-legged. Food for thought. Now I'm passing it on to you... the wonder of our Creator's intricate design, something that I will never be able to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.karazen.com/images/reviews/movie/Secret/005_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with primary school classmates from 6H was absolutely fun and we had a good time catching up. Those present were made up of Weisi, Zhen Chang, Yuzhi, Alvin Tan, Dawn, Liyu, Sheralyn and Yuan Qing. All pretty much are and looked the same. Flipping through photos and reliving past memories over supper were good laughs. Thanks Zhen Chang and Yuzhi that &lt;em&gt;blanja-ed&lt;/em&gt; all of us for supper! Looking forward to the many more gatherings to come! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5785377086447924333?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5785377086447924333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5785377086447924333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5785377086447924333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5785377086447924333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/08/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1264503615651503566</id><published>2007-08-24T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T02:36:06.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The familiar scent</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://209.85.64.50/wallpaper/previews/00068_tulip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://209.85.64.50/wallpaper/previews/00068_tulip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was just like any other day&lt;br /&gt;But this time it was different&lt;br /&gt;The familiar scent fill the air&lt;br /&gt;As the sky turned grey&lt;br /&gt;After months of awaiting&lt;br /&gt;The flowers bloomed again&lt;br /&gt;And it certainly made my day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1264503615651503566?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1264503615651503566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1264503615651503566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1264503615651503566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1264503615651503566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-was-just-like-any-other-day-but-this.html' title='The familiar scent'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7154840347844037582</id><published>2007-08-23T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T02:11:58.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because You first loved me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.papillons.us/images/serene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.papillons.us/images/serene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord will fight for me, I need only to be still.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...... I love You, Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7154840347844037582?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7154840347844037582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7154840347844037582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7154840347844037582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7154840347844037582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/08/because-you-first-loved-me.html' title='Because You first loved me.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-3137003786234476017</id><published>2007-08-21T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:06:15.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses will bloom again</title><content type='html'>The exams are finally over! yays! =) And there are already so many things planned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little encouragements I received during this period:&lt;br /&gt;-'In times like this, renew your passion in the Lord. Surely as He plans for you to go through all the tests, His grace will bring you through. 1Sam 30:6' -Yvonne&lt;br /&gt;-'Baby! Just passed your place.=) jia you for exams k? Love ya..will be over soon..coffee bean breakfast! Keeping you in prayer.=)' - Mitch&lt;br /&gt;-'Heyho. Kinda late to say this but i hope your tests and all went alright. And all the best if thr's more. God will give you strength! (:' -Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Dont know if you'll see this but, thank you so muchie dearies. Those words meant more than they seem. You're like angels God sent to bless me, and to keep me going. Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a big THANK YOU to my Big Daddy in Heaven, for being the pillar of cloud by day and the pillar of fire by night, guiding me through. I used to get 'temporary insomia' the night before exams. But that was last time. Not anymore.=) The Lord gives me rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I planted a little rose bush,&lt;br /&gt;I tended it with care,&lt;br /&gt;It’s buds began to blossom&lt;br /&gt;Their fragrance filled the air&lt;br /&gt;But when winter came it withered,&lt;br /&gt;The petals drooped and fell to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank as it faded,&lt;br /&gt;But I’d forgotten who had made it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Roses will bloom again,&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mourn what might have been&lt;br /&gt;Only God knows how and when that&lt;br /&gt;Roses will bloom again.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rose was his only sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;A loving wife for forty years.&lt;br /&gt;Cherished every day they had,&lt;br /&gt;And held memories oh so dear&lt;br /&gt;He never dreamed he’s bore love&lt;br /&gt;And go to live alone,&lt;br /&gt;But he lay his Rose to rest,&lt;br /&gt;Looked up to heaven and tried his best&lt;br /&gt;To believe that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The precious Rose of Sharon,&lt;br /&gt;Broken and bruised in cruel shame,&lt;br /&gt;Stained on the cross of Calvary,&lt;br /&gt;So that men might be saved,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Satan cheered as He died,&lt;br /&gt;While Mary and the others cried,&lt;br /&gt;Then God raised Him up from that sleep&lt;br /&gt;And kept a promise on He could keep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-3137003786234476017?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3137003786234476017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=3137003786234476017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3137003786234476017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3137003786234476017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/08/roses-will-bloom-again.html' title='Roses will bloom again'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-6622860528699824645</id><published>2007-08-15T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:22:58.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocoholic</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with me? I've always heard of 'once bitten twice shy'. But I dont seem to be able to grasp the full meaning of it. Same silly mistake I commited in the test previously was made again in today's paper. Same mistake for the same question. So much for once bitten twice shy. I need &lt;strong&gt;neurovision&lt;/strong&gt; to strengthen the connection between my eyes and brain - so that 'glaucoma' wont look like 'inflammation', if they actually show any resemblence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I decided to cheer myself up with happy-hormones-of-a-chocolate-banana-in-a-cone from Hartos. Felt happier almost instantly, yay=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis is hilarious. She burped at an ant and then turned around, pointed at it and revealed, "The ant fainted." &lt;em&gt;For the most obvious reason.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a chocolate face mask. Supposedly relaxing, deep cleansing, prevents breakouts, removes excess oil, smells deliciously lovely. And edible. Heehh... Here's what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Facial Mask, courtersy of &lt;a href="http://www.spaindex.com/"&gt;SpaIndex.com: Guide to Day Spas and Stay Spas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This decadent mask is actually an excellent moisturizer -- it leaves your skin baby soft. Recommended for normal skin.&lt;br /&gt;-1/3 cup cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;-3 tbsp. heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;-2 tsp. cottage cheese&lt;br /&gt;-¼ cup honey&lt;br /&gt;-3 tsp. oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;Mix all ingredients together (a bullet blender is ideal) and smooth onto face. Relax for ten 10 minutes, then wash off with warm water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'd probably eat it before it gets onto my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want some Irish liquor cream chocolate truffle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-6622860528699824645?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/6622860528699824645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=6622860528699824645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6622860528699824645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/6622860528699824645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/08/chocoholic.html' title='Chocoholic'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1013426108056664460</id><published>2007-08-13T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:13.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met Aikky deary after church yesterday. Lunch at Manhattan Fishmarket was great, with great company, Aikky's church friends. Let's see if i can remember their names... Ziyao, Adora and Xiaoling? I'm quite bad at remembering names. =l Aikky and I then left for marinasquare 'cos the timing for Simpsons was like 2155 at PS...... yes, I've finally watched Simpsons =) But I was so tired I nearly fell asleep halfway. The movie was good laughs though... *spiderpig, spiderpig...* Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaWalNxlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kOtwcs9RyYA/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098174119322437202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaWalNxlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kOtwcs9RyYA/s400/DSC00637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay! Sundaes on a Sunday! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaWqlNxmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/WRnsaJgYBXc/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098174123617404514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaWqlNxmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/WRnsaJgYBXc/s400/DSC00638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who took the sundaes from the sundae jar......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaX6lNxnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/43CBdXsaENk/s1600-h/DSC00639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098174145092241010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaX6lNxnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/43CBdXsaENk/s400/DSC00639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They're back to their rightful owner... Heehh =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaYKlNxoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6i5DFPRzNTI/s1600-h/DSC00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098174149387208322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaYKlNxoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6i5DFPRzNTI/s400/DSC00641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally got my hands on some donut factory. Treat for my lovely family. But by the time i got home, apple cinnamon was tearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1013426108056664460?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1013426108056664460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1013426108056664460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1013426108056664460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1013426108056664460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/08/sundae.html' title='Sundae'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RsBaWalNxlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kOtwcs9RyYA/s72-c/DSC00637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-3458506424720971200</id><published>2007-07-29T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:52:55.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of Joy</title><content type='html'>" 'But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds', declares the Lord...&lt;br /&gt;... I will restore the fortunes of Jacob's tents and have compassion on his dwellings..."&lt;br /&gt;-Jeremiah 30:17,18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word was released today, that God will restore our health and our tents. Fallen tents could be finances, strained relationships, studies... Let us not miss this season of joy, restoration and blessing. All that has to be done is simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our response:&lt;br /&gt;1) Thank God for His grace and favour upon us.&lt;br /&gt;2) Receive it with joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving kindness." - Jeremiah 31:3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God speaks in a still small voice. Have faith &amp; act upon it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-3458506424720971200?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/3458506424720971200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=3458506424720971200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3458506424720971200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/3458506424720971200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/07/season-of-joy.html' title='Season of Joy'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-4023114195209076591</id><published>2007-07-26T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T00:20:30.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm so secure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're here with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You stay the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love remains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So close I believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're holding me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Your hands I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll never let me go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You gave your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Your endless love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You set me free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And showed me the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I am found&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All along you were beside me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even when I couldn't tell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through the years&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You showed me more of You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More of You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hillsong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-4023114195209076591?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4023114195209076591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=4023114195209076591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4023114195209076591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4023114195209076591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-so-secure-youre-here-with-me-you.html' title='In Your Hands'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5064137383782210879</id><published>2007-07-22T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T00:09:28.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An attempt to save my dying blog. Haha, that's if there are any readers left to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full force outing today! AMK prince aka master sergent peh invited us to his newly furnished kingdom for movie and lunch. Great company! The Jap place was crowded so we ended up at Dian Xiao Er, and thanks to Randall, we managed to settle down for our abundant set lunch in good time. I finally got to give Rach her 3 weeks due scolding for leaving for India, without a trace, when we went to specially send her off at the airport. But that girl rocks, love ya Rach! And poor Daph could'nt enjoy lunch today because she wasn't feeling well, but she manage to last through the movie with 3 annoying-yet-somewhat-entertaining-hysterical-boys infront of us. Hope you're feeling much much better already, Daph, take care and love ya too! Thanks Peng Juay for the lovely ice cream treat for all of us! Also, thanks Qingyu lao da for sending all of us back home, upholding your reputable name! Weiche, get your license this wed k? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's away in HK, and will be back tomorrow. And Mum is allowing me to have the car! Yippee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5064137383782210879?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5064137383782210879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5064137383782210879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5064137383782210879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5064137383782210879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/07/attempt-to-save-my-dying-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5474504810372767295</id><published>2007-06-18T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:14.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you, Dad.</title><content type='html'>Here's a special post dedicated to Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077072739681357346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RnViwduGziI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-dvS6asFuQ4/s400/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5474504810372767295?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5474504810372767295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5474504810372767295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5474504810372767295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5474504810372767295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-you-dad.html' title='Love you, Dad.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RnViwduGziI/AAAAAAAAAOM/-dvS6asFuQ4/s72-c/DSC00553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-2541952007502281279</id><published>2007-04-10T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:15.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling with Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051840377992045154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rhu-Dtgw4mI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IxT3LxJBzj0/s400/back+to+old+days.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhvERNgw4yI/AAAAAAAAANc/Bm1xbG45cjc/s1600-h/cycling.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051847206990045986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhvERNgw4yI/AAAAAAAAANc/Bm1xbG45cjc/s400/cycling.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051853524886938482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhvKA9gw43I/AAAAAAAAAOE/1S3qePdeeqk/s400/footprints.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had a nice and relaxing cycling trip with Dad at East Coast. We went to the more ulu part, near the sailing club. Headed to lagoon for lunch. Laksa, wanton mee, sugar cane and fresh coconut =). And I sort of overheard this conversation between 2 foreigners and the hawker. The caucasian lady was asking the hawker for fork and knife when she ordered laksa! So cute. The hawker expained to her something which I figured was telling her that spoons are used instead. Heehee. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-2541952007502281279?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2541952007502281279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=2541952007502281279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2541952007502281279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2541952007502281279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/04/cycling-with-dad.html' title='Cycling with Dad'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rhu-Dtgw4mI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IxT3LxJBzj0/s72-c/back+to+old+days.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5197791999100155961</id><published>2007-04-09T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:15.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Week</title><content type='html'>Today marks the last week of hols. Good or bad, I cant decide, but I'm certainly enjoying my hols, because when school starts it's gonna be hectic! It has been a really good break. Kind of gotten used to the laid back lifestyle (am I'm lovin' every moment of it). Waking up late, or my ideal waking up time, has become such a norm that lectures at 8 seems such an ungodly hour! Maybe it really is. I'm sure many would agree with me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051371529042291234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhoTpHEWaiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WykublEoAKM/s400/self-potraits.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;self-potraits =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Piggified Personified. Have been out pigging with Aidah ducky aka Automagic Champion aka my pigging out buddy! We had Gelare just last week. Pasta and a very nice apple crumble with chocolate overload. =) And today it was Fish &amp; Co. Clam chowder, new york fish &amp;amp; chips for the both of us. Plus... fried calamari on top of that. Guess what the guy taking our orders commented... &lt;em&gt;'wow, that's alot!'&lt;/em&gt; *bursts into a bundle of hysterical laughter*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were the reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;That He gave His life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were the reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;That He suffered and died&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;To a world that was lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gave all He could give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;To show us the reason to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5197791999100155961?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5197791999100155961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5197791999100155961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5197791999100155961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5197791999100155961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-more-week.html' title='One More Week'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhoTpHEWaiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WykublEoAKM/s72-c/self-potraits.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-5966709860958201668</id><published>2007-04-05T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:16.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair!</title><content type='html'>For the first time in ages... ... I woke up early today! *surprise surprise* 6.30AM instead of the 12.30pm norm! It all started with dear Eunice saying that she'll be joining our Dads for breakfast. At east coast. The plan turned out, however, to be spinnelli at habour front. But since I had already gotten up and ready, I decided to hitch a ride to east coast, bought macs and had breakfast by the beach, with a book, before blading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049972353251305842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhUbGXEWaXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/KeKQicNlyC4/s320/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my view&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049973341093783938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhUb_3EWaYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vKgCH64IPo0/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my blades =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a really refreshing morning for me. Reading this book 'No Wonder They Call Him Saviour' and it's about the chronicles of the cross. Highly reccommended. I was thinking that there's no better time to read this book than the hours leading up to Good Friday. "When they hurled insults at Him, He did not retaliate; when He suffered, He made no threats. His reply, simply, 'Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.' No wonder they call Him the Saviour."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the cross I bow my knee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where Your blood was shed for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no greater love than this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have overcome the grave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your glory fills the highest place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What can separate me now&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank you dear Lord Jesus, for all that You've done for me, for Your redemptive sacrifice on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And... I decided to cut my hair! Short!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049993432950794642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhUuRXEWaZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cbcBPcpnvEg/s320/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049995241132026274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhUv6nEWaaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Jdu_zv_EqjY/s320/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhUwcXEWacI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/E5HLKNv7D_g/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;After - Haha, I look cunning in this pic!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Easter Cluster Party tomorrow! Starts at 3.30pm @nsrcc. Fun and games! Screening Narnia and dinner's provided! Interested parties please contact me! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't make it? Fret not, you're cordially invited for Sunday Easter Celebration! 10am @Singapore Expo halls A-F, lunch reception after the service!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-5966709860958201668?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/5966709860958201668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=5966709860958201668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5966709860958201668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/5966709860958201668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-hair.html' title='New Hair!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RhUbGXEWaXI/AAAAAAAAAJU/KeKQicNlyC4/s72-c/DSC00266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-2896816515790449574</id><published>2007-03-22T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:18.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics!</title><content type='html'>from the Pulau Ubin trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGArWay3wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/O3V9eGfpzDQ/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044454539872362242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGArWay3wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/O3V9eGfpzDQ/s320/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crystal and I. Continue to put a smile on the faces of those around you! =) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGArGay3vI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nU6uVn5jOuc/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044454535577394930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGArGay3vI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nU6uVn5jOuc/s320/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bike rental at 5 bucks for the whole day! Yays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGAqmay3uI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/i_WNM-iVBaA/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044454526987460322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGAqmay3uI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/i_WNM-iVBaA/s320/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;eep along the trails of Pulau Ubin.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGArmay3xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZSs5ScTTVvM/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044454544167329554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGArmay3xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZSs5ScTTVvM/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dione, Yvonne and I on the 'hill' during G12 conference.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching so many movies recently. Let's see...... there was Music and Lyrics with darling, nad and junming, after a really filling pizza hut dinner. Totally impromtu meeting. I'm so loving 'way back into love'. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Just Follow Law with champion and darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF3amay3pI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mSlnM1MU2YY/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044444356504903314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF3amay3pI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mSlnM1MU2YY/s320/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Champs and darling, taken @ Fig and Olives, vivo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF4omay3qI/AAAAAAAAAHw/H_I1L_q3GuY/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044445696534699682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF4omay3qI/AAAAAAAAAHw/H_I1L_q3GuY/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fig BBQ chicken &amp; pasta - recommended! =)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachelle and I went to catch dreamgirls at vivo, as she had free tickets. Thanks Rach! The company was great! But next time we'll remember not to makan at the HK store. I can't even remember what it's called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF6nmay3tI/AAAAAAAAAII/35MbGbIaB2k/s1600-h/Image(112).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044447878378086098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF6nmay3tI/AAAAAAAAAII/35MbGbIaB2k/s320/Image(112).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF4o2ay3rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aQxKt840CyU/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We forgot to take pics! But i managed to dig out this pic that was taken at PP, super duper long ago!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made my journey to the west for dinner and Stomp the Yard with my lovelies. Those moves were superb. Had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF4o2ay3rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aQxKt840CyU/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044445700829666994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF4o2ay3rI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aQxKt840CyU/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We took great pains to take this pic. Kudos to self-timer. =)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGGB2ay30I/AAAAAAAAAJA/jF3brOTooIQ/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044460423977557826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGGB2ay30I/AAAAAAAAAJA/jF3brOTooIQ/s320/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgF4pGay3sI/AAAAAAAAAIA/nfRfHcf7CxE/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGFM2ay3zI/AAAAAAAAAI4/EbCUbHBYjIQ/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, bedtime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGFM2ay3zI/AAAAAAAAAI4/EbCUbHBYjIQ/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044459513444491058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGFM2ay3zI/AAAAAAAAAI4/EbCUbHBYjIQ/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good night! Love, me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-2896816515790449574?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2896816515790449574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=2896816515790449574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2896816515790449574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2896816515790449574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/03/movie-galore.html' title='Pics!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RgGArWay3wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/O3V9eGfpzDQ/s72-c/DSC00205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-4639257413704348164</id><published>2007-03-19T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T03:06:05.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Attended G12 conference 15-17 Mar. I've been so blessed! Had a refreshing time, soaking in the presence of God. Felt loved. Uplifting of faith. The time couldn't have been better spent. &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;"But the greatest of these is love" - 1 Cor 13:13.&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;And I've been challenged. Challenged to love. Not just doing everything out of obedience. Nothing I do is worth anything, unless I do it out of love. Without love, I am nothing. "We love because he first loved us" - 1 John 4:19. It is a reflection of what Christ first did for us. God's love is the source of all love. And in turn, we love others, who are warmed by God's love through us. The question was once posted. Which is the greatest commandment in the Law? In Matthew 22, Jesus replied: " 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.' This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbour as yourself.' All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments. " &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;It is easy to say we love God but the real test for our love for God is by how we treat other people, be it family members or friends. "For anyone who does not love his brother, whom he has seen, cannot love God, who he has not seen. And he has given us this command: Whoever loves God must also love his brother. " Love God, love His people, who have been created in His image.&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;I felt that through the past few days, the Lord has been enlarging my heart to love. Something within me feels different, that cannot be described in words. Amazing how God works. The miracles He did in the lives of His people. Real testimonies: Diagnosed with leukemia - completely healed by God; 90% chance of downsyndrome - 100% healthy baby Megan; colour blind since birth and couldn't read red, orange and green - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wrote this myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;gave up on my studies - He didn't, passed my N levels; injured in accident - walking properly now. I couldn't help but tear. Amazed at His love. How great is our God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are holy, holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord there is none like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are holy, holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Glory to You alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll sing Your praises forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deeper in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here in Your courts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where I'm close to Your throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've found where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-4639257413704348164?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/4639257413704348164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=4639257413704348164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4639257413704348164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/4639257413704348164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/03/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-1091817215517608569</id><published>2007-03-03T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:23.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chinese New Year was great! It was good catching up with family and friends. Ofcourse, not to forget the collecting of the ang baos. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's some pics, complementary of friends, cos poor me took lots of photos using my phone but didn realise that none was saved to the memory card. Lousy phone has temperament problems acting up again. It was a blessing in disguise though - I got a new phone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037725559037345202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemYtHZTvbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/M4lTVbS6iqM/s320/DSC00488.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my "modern day qi pao top", with church friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037725567627279810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemYtnZTvcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-vmHt0VdYSk/s320/IMG_1715.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my favourite cuzzie!! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037727362923609554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemaWHZTvdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5OknPJg-53k/s320/IMG_2232.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tong had to be tricked into turning around for the photo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pic cant seem to be uploaded-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;08 cny visitation @ varella's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Celebrated PJ's birthday at 'new york! new york!' last sat. Too bad Rach only came back from aussie that evening, or she could have joined in the fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037729738040524274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemcgXZTvfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BBh3yd3iT-w/s320/P1000785.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The birthday boy has no clue. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Happy birthday PJ!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037739414601842290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemlTnZTvnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/evGaqu2jqQs/s320/P1000786.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The guys' master piece.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037729501817322978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemcSnZTveI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4uKsgTorUCw/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daph and I, in clear view of my limo parked behind us. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037730876206857730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemdinZTvgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/D6RCtUkSsAU/s320/P1000795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that your surprised look, PJ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037738400989560418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemkYnZTvmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/gTG7g1PrLHc/s320/P1000796.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The birthday boy's happy now that he has made his wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037734861936508466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemhKnZTvjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/B-bHWj4Kkhk/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All ready for bump boat ride!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037731309998554658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Remd73ZTviI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5Uw4vcS-260/s320/P1000799.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Feels like we were on a holiday!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037736356585127490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemihnZTvkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/j3nlwDG2Y6Q/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Guys that just love to have fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037736360880094802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Remih3ZTvlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QH4uGWe0KHM/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feeling the Spore river breeze.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fullerton in the background.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today, we had our 'reunion', supposedly cny steamboat dinner. But we didn want to go through the hassle of preparing the stuff, so we headed down to Hua Yu Wee for chili crab! *Yumms* Unfortunately, this time, Daph could join us 'cos she had her cousin's birthday party i think. We subsequently headed to PP and had to park at P7 'cos all the other levels were full. It was right at the top, somewhat open-air. Have never been there before, didn't even know such a place in PP existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037743280072408722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Remo0nZTvpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JSfXD1EcgCU/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love ya, Rach!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037743288662343330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Remo1HZTvqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/p6rdIrNHo7U/s320/DSC00099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weiche, the vampire slayer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, and the joke of the day... We wanted to take a stupid face pic, and Weiche said, "then I don't need to pose, just put my face in can already." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silly, boy. Even the girl seated beside our table was trying so hard to control her laughter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037743292957310642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Remo1XZTvrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/FfptP15Wwr4/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can't act dao for nuts! We looked bored instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037743301547245250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Remo13ZTvsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GA-7veBZdnU/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037741205603204738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Remm73ZTvoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-KOSYytztKE/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Us =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-1091817215517608569?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/1091817215517608569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=1091817215517608569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1091817215517608569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/1091817215517608569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RemYtHZTvbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/M4lTVbS6iqM/s72-c/DSC00488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7835337766002033282</id><published>2007-02-16T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:25.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aik leng, Chanel, Deirdre and I finally executed our sentosa plan today. Like, finally. The plan had been pending since last year. Nice day to head down to the beach. Wasn't crowded. And i'm bent on avoiding crowds after countdown @marina. Thank God for the good weather! I think it rained on other parts of S'pore, but we were spared! So, yay, our little picnic wasn't ruined.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032162232328029474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXU44YMhSI/AAAAAAAAADA/5peb7AX8GtA/s320/Image(213).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We're so lovin' tram rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032170092118181170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXcCYYMhTI/AAAAAAAAADM/Y9EB11AE2Bc/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peek-a-boo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032178304095651170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXjgYYMhWI/AAAAAAAAADs/oBGllcMv6WI/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello, down there!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032150936564040914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXKnYYMhNI/AAAAAAAAACA/x8GPmcEZOKE/s320/Image(216).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;hmm... who's terrifying my dearies?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must be Mr BODS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032151013873452258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXKr4YMhOI/AAAAAAAAACI/vE3Br_yF6Fg/s320/Image(215).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deirdre is a blonde! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, what's she gawking at? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032153930156246274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXNVoYMhQI/AAAAAAAAACY/NW2tCpAwZU8/s320/Image(232).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who's that on my bridge?" said the troll. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032170096413148482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXcCoYMhUI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZB67p5qvINw/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just us. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032153925861278962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXNVYYMhPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/m48vx2XYGFg/s320/Image(235).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're on the bridge!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032153930156246290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXNVoYMhRI/AAAAAAAAACg/cVWAwZ-QnOs/s320/Image(238).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind was having fun making bird's nests out of our hair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032108515172058290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdWkCIYMhLI/AAAAAAAAABs/9ui_9g568XE/s320/Image(240).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The very happy us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girlies, we'll go for our chompchomp and water theme park plan after CNY! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7835337766002033282?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7835337766002033282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7835337766002033282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7835337766002033282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7835337766002033282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/02/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdXU44YMhSI/AAAAAAAAADA/5peb7AX8GtA/s72-c/Image(213).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-7406810832789288647</id><published>2007-02-15T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:26.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shirley and I baked a cake! Both of us have never, NEVER baked before. Got a pack of brownie mix, a packet of hershley's kissables and a heart shaped tray. First attempt which consist of half the mix turned uncuttable, rock-hard. Because oh-so-smart me accidentally cancelled the convection oven setting after pre-heating the oven. But the second one turned out well! And ta-dah! (Not that hopeless in the kitchen afterall).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031449671483819170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdNM0YYMhKI/AAAAAAAAABI/YZ5YXeyFz-4/s320/Image(208)+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;S stands not for superman, but Solitarians! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shirley and I later decided that S for Shirley and Sheryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The rest of the [solitarians] came over to my house later in the evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some snapshots (we were having fun with the self-timer function):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031448503252714610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdNLwYYMhHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DgfDkeZiaPw/s320/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd row (from left to right): Kaymiang, Liting, Shirley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st row: Sheryl, Amelia, and my handsome fan.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031448507547681922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdNLwoYMhII/AAAAAAAAAA4/iO5QIZzzyfQ/s320/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10, 9... 6... 3, 2... -silence- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(My curtain as the back drop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031448507547681938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdNLwoYMhJI/AAAAAAAAABA/JvW08wzt3nw/s320/Image074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; And the ultimate silly-face goes to... ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liting!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our dearest president finally decided to show up at 8.40. Pizza by the poolside. Truth or dare. One of the dares was for km to ask this group of 4 guys "wanna try my brownie (half-eaten, rock hard brownie), I made them myself." But they left, so she was spared. (So were the guys).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;Xue Chun, Kaymiang, Liting, Shirley and Amelia&lt;/strong&gt; for the enjoyable valentine's day evening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And to the rest out there, hope you all had a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-7406810832789288647?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/7406810832789288647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=7406810832789288647' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7406810832789288647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/7406810832789288647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/02/v-day-celebration.html' title='V-day Celebration'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdNM0YYMhKI/AAAAAAAAABI/YZ5YXeyFz-4/s72-c/Image(208)+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-8219790803273485521</id><published>2007-02-14T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:54:26.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some Valentine's day traditions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;In Wales wooden love spoons were carved and given as gifts on February 14th. Hearts, keys and keyholes were favourite decorations on the spoons. The decoration meant, "You unlock my heart!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the Middle Ages, young men and women drew names from a bowl to see who their valentines would be. They would wear these names on their sleeves for one week. To wear your heart on your sleeve now means that it is easy for other people to know how you are feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;In some countries, a young woman may receive a gift of clothing from a young man. If she keeps the gift, it means she will marry him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to look forward to valentine's day. A tradition in tkgs: we would all go to school with bags of gifts for our friends. A fun-filled 'event' full of love, chocolates, sweets, cookies, flowers, little notes and letters. There were some more not-so-common kinds of gifts though. I can vaguely remember a friend receiving a g-string. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The same tradition continued in tj. I remember stacey, rach, daph and i wanted to put the guys on a quest. We gave the guys a red, heart-shaped balloon, and a bottle full of water (must have been the silliest they ever received). And hey had to solve a 'puzzle'. Each week after v-day, a particular girl would give another note (actually written by us) to a particular one of them. Well, the truth was, we had to buy time. Our plan was to compile all the photos of the fun times we had together into a video clip. Haha, but till now, the plan remained as a plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nevertheless, the guys were really sweet. They gave us this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031234583816602674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdKJMoYMhDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eLjfOgB6hjc/s320/Image(207)+(2).jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Each pebble had alphabets from our names written on it. As for the video clip, the guys beat us to it. They did one for daphne for her birthday. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;More updates on v-day dinner with [solitarians]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-8219790803273485521?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/8219790803273485521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=8219790803273485521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8219790803273485521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/8219790803273485521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-valentines-day-traditions.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/RdKJMoYMhDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eLjfOgB6hjc/s72-c/Image(207)+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5356317048199453303.post-2573014822128875143</id><published>2007-02-12T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:41:29.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A new blog, a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are finally over. No more of 'i'm so not in the mood to study' and sinking my butt on the chair at the desk drowning in a pile of lecture notes. Yet, there isn't any intention of finding a temp this hols. Maybe I'm just missing the kind of hols that were spent slacking, with hols homework chucked aside till the very last minute, the stayovers. So no 8 to 5 kind of job for me this hols. I must enjoy it to the fullest before I start regreting it in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up:&lt;br /&gt;Shopping sprees&lt;br /&gt;Chill out with solitarians&lt;br /&gt;Day-out with Viv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jogging&lt;/strong&gt; with Yvonne (the last time i jogged would probably be in jc)&lt;br /&gt;Long over-dued Sentosa trip with Chanel, Aikleng and Deirdre (we should call ourself the CADS, haha..)&lt;br /&gt;Tjcab pracs&lt;br /&gt;CNY steamboat gathering with ex09&lt;br /&gt;Coffeebean breakfast with Mitch&lt;br /&gt;GA marathon at Stef's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Songs in my pockets by Bethany Joy Lenz @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uZ9jcnr2F0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uZ9jcnr2F0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this really really nice song! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older entries can be found at my old, abandoned blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pepperfever.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://pepperfever.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5356317048199453303-2573014822128875143?l=songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/feeds/2573014822128875143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5356317048199453303&amp;postID=2573014822128875143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2573014822128875143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5356317048199453303/posts/default/2573014822128875143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songs-in-my-pocket.blogspot.com/2007/02/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14745365987549587549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1nRvr5i8a4Y/Rs_Ys_S8ZjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/sU4vEe2bdA8/s200/DSC00602.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
